"It's all in the Eyes" By Lt. Sara Crusher "CRUSHER!" Sara jumped to her feet at the familiar bellowing of her name. What had she done this time? The tone and volume of the voice told Sara to hide, but that would only make what was coming worse on her. She rushed into sick bay to see just what she knew would be there. "CRUSHER!" "Yes Captain Morrigan?" Sara replied as she walked up to her Captain. Morrigan sat in her hover chair; glaring at her. The look was nothing knew to Sara; she had see it before. It was the look that told her that the match had been lit and that the temperature of the high performance grill that was Morrigan’s tempter was rising. Sara stood at attention a few feet from the chair and looked at Morrigan’s face. She wasn’t quite brave enough to look her in the eyes. "I’m still in this chair, Crusher!" The Captain sniped. Sara swallowed hard as all the color drained from her face. "Yes, Ma’am. I know. I’ve been trying to remedy all of this but Admiral Fatima refuses to see me and Doctor Prince can come to DS9 but he can’t very well bring his whole facility with him, Ma‘am. The surgery must be done on Earth to be done successfully." Sara’s voice quivered the entire time she spoke. She tried not to overreact. She tried to remember everything she and Cyanah had talked about a few nights before, but her mind was drawing a blank. Sara’s eyes locked on Captain Morrigan as she wielded her cane impatiently. The long sliver rod made a horrible noise as it sliced through the air. The sickening hiss seemed to accompany the crackling of the electric blue charges that sparked from the tip perfectly. The tip of the cane was thrust in her direction and Sara winced as she anticipated the shock, but nothing happened. When she opened her eyes the cane was mere inches away from her left thigh. Her heart was pounding so loudly in her ears she barely heard the Captain speak again. "Those sound like excuses to me, Crusher!" Morrigan’s grey eyes seemed to radiate the same electric blue energy her cane did as they looked Sara up and down. Sara started to wonder if the cane worked on some kind of battery pack or off Morrigan herself. "No... No Ma’am. I’m not making excuses. It’s just how things are working out, Ma’am. I’m trying. I swear to you I’m trying." Sara didn’t know what to watch, the cane or the woman holding it. Her eyes darted between the two and every time Morrigan made the slightest amount of movement Sara flinched. "Then your not trying hard enough!" Morrigan moved closer to Sara. "What am I going to do with you, Crusher! You can’t handle the simplest of tasks! You can ‘t even comply with the simplest of requests! Cyanah asked you to get me out of this didn‘t she!?" Sara was trembling. The image of Cyanah sitting on the couch in her office asking her to help Morrigan blurred past her mind‘s eye. Morrigan‘s gaze felt as if it were burning a hole through Sara. Daring her to say something. She tried to think of a defense, but there wasn’t one. Morrigan was right. She ’s couldn’t do what Cyanah had asked. What she herself wanted as well. She didn’t want to see her Captain out on trial. She knew just as well as anyone she didn’t try to kill the Legate. She had seen first hand what they had done to her while the look alike tried to kill the Cardassian leader. "Well!?" Morrigan sniped again. "Didn’t she?!" "Yes!" Sara finally spat out as tears stung her eyes. "And you haven’t have you!? Not even for her!" "No!" Sara slammed her eyes shut forcing a tear past her lashes. She didn’t know weather to be mad, scared, hurt, or ashamed. Her breathing was becoming erratic as she opened her mouth to speck again. "No Ma’am." She said a lot softer then before. "But..." "But your trying." Morrigan said mockingly. "This is not a simple task!" Sara shouted back. "Nothings ever simple for you is it Crusher?... Or is it?.... You can‘t seem to get me out of this chair, but you seem to be real good at hiding things from me." Morrigan moved her chair forward as she spoke and watched as Sara backed away from her. She kept moving until she had Sara up against the wall. The tip of her cane hovered inches away from Sara’s nose causing Sara to go all cross eyed. "I don’t know what your talking about, Ma’am." Sara whispered. "Yes you do." Morrigan said as she lowered the cane. She forced Sara into making eye contact with her. There was pain in those grey eyes know. Sara felt as if she were going to be sick. Sara did know. It had been bothering her for weeks and seeing Morrigan in her hover chair, knowing what happened to put her there, just reminded her of the promise she made to Jvan. The secret they kept from her. Sara didn’t know what to say. What could she say? She stood there completely numb. Her own green eyes seemed small, dull and lifeless reflected in the burring grey depths of Morrigan's. For any instant Sara felt as if she knew the woman before her. Knew her not as her Captain but as someone else. "You’ve let me down, Sara. I trusted you. I believed in you." Now Morrigan’s voice was quivering. "I expected so much more form you, Sara." Tears now fell freely from Sara‘s eyes as she shook her head frantically. "I’ m sorry!" She said breathlessly. "I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!" "You’ve disappointed me, Sara." "I’m sorry!" Sara’s heart began to pound in her chest and she broke into a cold sweat. Her whole body shook under Morrigan’s stare. She couldn’t breath as she felt the room closing in on her. Morrigan’s words echoed off the walls. "You’ve disappointed me, Sara." Her knees finally gave in and Sara went crashing to the floor in a full blown panic attack. Sara’s head hit the back of her desk chair as she tried in vain to suck air into her lungs. She scampered back trying to get away from the images and words that lingered in her mind, sending the high backed chair into the window behind her. Grabbing her chest as she hyperventilated Sara looked around the room. Slowly it started to dawn on her where she was and that it had all been a dream.