"Their really going to release me?" He asked, quietly, not sure if there were others near or not. "Yes, they need you alive more then a corpse. They will make a deal with you, not just kill you. That would be stupid." She said as she started to finish off her work, seeing that he was healing even better then she had expected. She stood up and stepped away for a moment. He started to feel hope once more. He was going to escape! They were going to release him. He would be able to see Earth again, his family again, most of his friends again. He could not help but smile as she stepped back into view, this time she had someone with her, that was hearing a black hood, and had their hands behind their back. He struggled to look to see who it was, but he could not see, as the hood covered the face completely. But, he started to pick u p a scent. He knew that scent.. Where did he know that scent from? "Oh, by the way, do you know that first guard that you killed? You remember, you came up behind him, and took out your knife, and cut his throat, from ear to ear. Remember? He rolled around on the ground and grasped at his throat, eventually he aspirated on his own blood. Remember him?" The woman's voice was still so very compassionate sounding. Did she save that man? Was that him? He was fairly sure he was dead. "Y…yes, I remember." He said slowly, not sure what to say. "Good, he was my husband." She said in a calm voice. She then removed a disruptor pistol from a holster on her hip and put it against the black hooded figures head. She pulled the trigger as a disruptor bolt leaped forth and burned threw the figures head and slammed into the wall beyond it, leaving a scald mark. The figure slumped first to it's knees, then to it's stomach. She knelt down next to it and looked back at J'van. "Look at this." She stated calmly. As soon as she started to remove the hood, he saw the hair, it couldn't be… "NO! You BITCH! I'm going to KILL YOU!" He screamed in a most frightening way. It was one of those screams that sounded like it could not be produced by a man. It was supernatural almost; it scared even him a bit, but nothing compared to whose face lie under that hood. As he focused once more on dead eyes, this time, they belong to the woman he loved. Captain Rhiannon Morrigan's corpse stared back at him as blood oozed from her nose and mouth and the gapping holes in both sides of her head. "No, you won't." The Cardassian woman said as she smiled. She slowly stood before him, and placed the barrel of the disruptor to his forehead. "This time, you don't escape us, J'van D'Nalls" She spat the words at him as the gun suddenly roared, the last thing he saw was a flash, and those eyes…. Those empty eyes.