Part IV

"What is it Benjamin?" Jadzia inquired. She had sensed that he wanted to talk with her after the meeting so she lingered behind.

"I don’t know Old Man," Sisko replied, trying to make sense of what he was feeling.

"Are you having second thoughts about helping the Founders?"

"No, it's not that. I just am uneasy because I haven't had a vision from the Prophets."

"Since when did you need their approval for missions?" she asked jokingly. She realized too late that he wasn't in a joking mood.

"When we launched the attack on Cardassia, the Prophets tried to warn me not to go. I didn't understand them then but that was what they wanted. They knew what would happen to the wormhole … and to you."

"Well, maybe this is the right thing to do," Jadzia reasoned. "They must see that this mission is the right thing to do so they're letting us continue with it. I know it isn't easy Benjamin. The wormhole aliens haven't exactly been speaking in our terms but they may be silent because they have nothing to say."

"I hope so," Sisko said, looking at his old friend. "I think Worf was objecting to you being on this mission earlier."

Jadzia nodded. "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll understand."

*****

Jadzia didn't see Worf until after his duty shift. She had barely put Ka'riza back in her crib when she heard the door open. "Hello, my love," she greeted him as she entered the living room.

He had his back to her and merely nodded to acknowledge that he had heard her. Jadzia knew exactly what was weighing heavily on his mind. "Worf, do you want to talk about it?"

Worf turned to look at his wife. "I would rather if you did not join the mission tomorrow."

"Worf, Benjamin needs me on this one," she answered purposely.

"I do not see why you are needed."

"You have got to be kidding," she said incredulously. "I am the only one who can explain the finer details of my theory."

"Can't Julian do it for you?"

Jadzia paused momentarily and regarded her husband. "Worf, why don't you want me to go?" she asked though she already knew why.

"I am just concerned for your safety," he sighed. "And for Ka'riza's future."

"I'm doing this for her," she emphasized. "I know it's risky but if we're successful in convincing the Changelings to end this war, it would mean a better future for all of us."

Worf mulled over her statement. "Then I'll do all I can to help," he acceded.

"I knew you'd see it my way," she said, winking at him.

*****

Worf was in Ka'riza's room when Kira arrived.

"Good morning, Nerys," Jadzia greeted warmly. "Would you like a raktajino?"

"No," Kira replied. "I already had one with Odo earlier. Where's Worf?" She looked around the room for him.

"He's with Ka'riza. I'll go get him." Jadzia entered the room just as Worf had taken off something from his sash and slid it under Ka'riza pillow. She knew what it was and decided not to ask him why as he stood to leave the room.

"I will be on the Defiant," he said as he passed her.

Jadzia went over to Ka'riza's crib to tuck her in. "We'll be home soon," she said, kissing her sleeping baby on the cheek.

*****

"Is the female Changeling secure?" Sisko asked from the Captain's chair.

"Aye, Sir," Worf replied.

"All right Old Man, you know where we're going," he addressed Jadzia.

"Here we go," she said.

Upon arriving at the Gamma Quadrant, the Defiant was quickly surrounded by five Jem'Hadar attack ships. The only reason the ships have not fired on it was because their sensors showed two Founders on board.

"Hail them," Sisko ordered.

But before Jadzia could open a channel, three Jem'Hadar soldiers and another female Changeling beamed on board.

"Easy," Sisko cautioned his officers. "We are not here to fight."

"What is it that you want?" the female Changeling asked.

"To talk," Sisko replied. "I assume you know that we have Odo and another female Changeling on board."

"We are not interested in an exchange. We can easily destroy you and take them back with us."

"Listen to what they have to say," Odo interrupted, having just arrived on the bridge with the captive female Changeling.

"Very well."

The female Changeling listened intently as Jadzia presented her theory. She turned to look at Odo and the other female Changeling before addressing Captain Sisko. "What makes you think that we need this?"

"We know and have seen how it affects you," Sisko said. "We are here extending you our help."

"And in exchange?" the female Changeling inquired cynically.

"An end to the war between the Dominion and the Federation."

"We did not start this war."

"It doesn't matter who started it. What matters is to finally end it and bring peace between us."

"Release my fellow Founder and we will consider it."

"No," Sisko replied calmly. "I assure you she will not be harmed until you have decided."

The female Changeling paused to consider her options. "I must consult the Great Link. Relinquish your ship's helm to us and we will escort you to our homeworld."

"Commander," Sisko addressed Jadzia. "You don't mind do you?" Jadzia shook her head and moved away from her console as the Jem'Hadar soldier nearest her placed a device to scramble the readings after he had plotted the course to the Founders' homeworld.

"Since you would not release her," the female Changeling said, nodding toward the captive Changeling. "I require one of your officers in exchange. I assure you no harm will befall your officer." The female Changeling scanned the bridge for a suitable exchange. "Surrender the Klingon to us."

"No!" Jadzia objected.

"Commander Dax, stand down," Sisko ordered. He glared her to submission as the Jem'Hadar soldiers beamed away with Worf.

"I have your word he will not be harmed?" Sisko asked again.

"Yes," the female Changeling assured him before beaming away.

*****

When they arrived at their destination, the female Changeling beamed onto the Defiant's bridge with Worf and two Jem'Hadar soldiers. "I return your officer to you, unharmed. Now, I must ask you to release your captive."

"Do I have your word that we will not be attacked?" Sisko asked warily.

"Yes," the female Changeling assured him cooly.

Sisko motioned for Odo to deliver the captive female Changeling to the bridge. "Will you need us to beam down and explain Dax's theory?"

"No, at this point there is no need. I will return when I have the consensus of the Great Link on your proposal."

"Well, I guess all we can do now is wait," Sisko said, looking at his officers on the bridge. "Let's take turns on the bridge. Chief O'Brien and I will take the first shift."

*****

Worf followed Jadzia to their quarters in silence.

"Worf, did they harm you in any way?" she asked with concern.

"No," he assured her. "I am just worried that your theory might not work."

"Worf, since when have you doubted my theories," she asked, hooking her arms around his neck. "I admit that there are still some rough edges but I'm certain my theory is right. I'm more concerned that they won't believe that we are doing this to help them and not destroy them."

Worf pulled away slightly to look at her face. "Shouldn't they think that?"

"I guess there is reason for them to doubt our intentions but I'm sure that if they'd just give my idea a shot, they'd be able to overcome their affliction."

"How did you figure it out?" he asked.

"I'm not Science Officer for nothing," she answered playfully. "Are you hungry?"

"No."

"All right, what do you want to do then? Wait, I know …" Jadzia kissed him for a moment with her eyes closed. Her eyes opened widely as she realized something was not right. "Worf, what's the matter?"

"If your theory does not work, we would have come here in vain. The Dominion will surely destroy us all."

"Why are you so pessimistic about this all of a sudden?"

"I was just thinking that this might not have been a good idea. While I was on the Jem'Hadar ship I was thinking of you and Alexander. How I could have been killed without a fight and not being able to say goodbye to you …"

Jadzia drew away from Worf at that instant. "The female Changeling gave her word that you will not be harmed," she said, casting him a careful look. "Look, if you persist in this gloomy mood, I think I'd better leave you alone to mope."

"Where will you be?" he asked, watching her leave.

"In the mess hall. I'm hungry."

*****

"Old Man," Sisko greeted Jadzia as she got on the bridge. "What are you doing here?"

Jadzia paced in front of Sisko wringing her hands. She was too wrapped up in her thoughts to notice Sisko and O'Brien watching her.

"Is something wrong?" Sisko asked, cutting through her thoughts.

"Yes," she said, looking up. "I'm not sure," she amended.

"What is this about?" Sisko asked.

"Worf isn't my husband," she blurted out. Seeing the shocked looks on both Sisko and O'Brien, she told them what had just happened. "He kept asking if my theory would work."

"Well, he is a worrier," O'Brien suggested.

"No, he's not Worf. When I kissed him, there was no warmth."

"Jadzia, are you sure?" Sisko asked.

"Benjamin, I know how my husband kisses me! And he's oblivious to Ka'riza's existence."

"Sisko to Odo," he slapped his combadge.

"Odo here."

"Meet me at Mr. Worf's quarters."

"Yes Captain. May I know why?"

"I'll let you know then."

*****

Worf was surprised when he saw Jadzia, Sisko and Odo enter. Sisko had a phaser aimed at him.

"Captain, what is this all about?"

"You tell me."

Worf looked confused. He turned from Sisko to Jadzia. "Jadzia, what is this all about?" he asked again.

"What have you done to Worf?"

Worf looked at her with wide eyes. "I am Worf."

"No you're not. You're a Changeling posing as Worf."

The Changeling reverted to his usual humanoid form finding that his cover had been blown.

"What have you done to my First Officer?" Sisko demanded.

"He is fine. He will be returned to you if you will allow me to leave."

"Why were you here?" Sisko asked, too late as the Changeling beamed out.

*****

Worf was beamed into the Defiant abruptly from the Jem'Hadar ship. He materialized to find Jadzia, Sisko and Odo in front of him. "Captain?" he asked, looking at the phaser aimed at him.

Sisko looked at Jadzia quizzically.

"How many children do you have?" Jadzia asked.

Worf looked puzzled by this question from her. "What?"

"Answer the question," she insisted.

"I have two children. One with K'Ehleyr and one with you."

"What is the name of our puqloD?" she asked. Son

"Is there a point to this?" he asked a bit vexed by the interrogation. He saw the grim look on her face and knew he had to answer. "We do not have a son. We have a daughter and her name is Ka'riza."

The trio relaxed when they heard his answer. "Welcome back Mr. Worf," Sisko greeted a bewildered Worf. "We'll be on our way. You two are assigned the next duty shift on the bridge, Old Man."

*****

After Sisko and Odo had left, Worf was still pinned to his spot with a bewildered look. "What was that all about?"

"Oh Worf," Jadzia said, embracing him. "Before I tell you, give me a kiss." Worf complied with her wish gladly.

Jadzia told him about the Changeling who had assumed his identity to find out what their true intentions were for presenting her theory. Worf stood stoically as he listened how she discovered the deception.

"He did not harm you did he?" he asked with concern.

"No," she assured him. "But I did kiss him," she teased coyly.

Worf growled. He was unsure whether he disliked knowing that he had been easily replaced by a Changeling or that his replacement had kissed his wife.

"Worf, he doesn't kiss as well as you do."

He looked at her with doubtful eyes.

"jISagh." I am serious.

"Good!"

*****

"Colonel Kira, Admiral Ross wishes to speak with you," an ensign informed her.

"I'll take it in Captain Sisko's office," she replied, heading for the office.

She tarried before answering. "Admiral Ross, what can I do for you?"

"You can tell me where Captain Sisko and the senior officers are."

Kira debated on whether or not to tell him. "Admiral, they are on a mission," she finally said.

"The Gamma Quadrant?" he asked.

Kira barely nodded in reply.

Admiral Ross had suspected that Captain Sisko had something up his sleeve the last time he was on DS9. He was certain of that now albeit too late. "By taking the Defiant into the Gamma Quadrant, he has risked losing this war!"

"No, Admiral. By taking this risk, he may have stepped toward ending it."

"And I suppose he wants a medal for this?".

Kira did not miss the sarcasm in his voice. "Admiral," Kira spoke evenly though she was quite riled. "At least we are finding alternatives to ending this war. Many lives have been lost and frankly I think neither side can keep this up much longer."

Her words carried much truth that Admiral Ross could not find a suitable retort. He found her a formidable opponent during the standoff between her team of Bajoran ships against the more powerful Romulans. Now he saw that she was equally as unyielding. "I just hope they make it safely back," he relented.

Kira was about to reply when she was interrupted by the ensign.

"Colonel, Cardassian ships are headed this way!"

"Red alert!" she ordered. She had hoped that the Cardassians did not have enough time to regroup and launch an attack until after the Defiant returned. She was busy giving orders to put up a good fight that she almost forgot Admiral Ross was still on-screen.

"Colonel," he called, reminding her. "My ship will be there in several hours, can you hang on until then?"

"Yes, Admiral. If it's a fight they want, then I'll give them one they will remember!"

*****

The atmosphere was tense on DS9 as everyone waited for the onslaught of the Cardassian ships. All docked ships that was capable of fighting had been deployed. Kira watched as the Cardassian ships came within firing range.

"Fire!" she ordered the instant one of the nearest Cardassian ships fired on them.

*****

"Old Man," Sisko greeted as she and Worf entered the bridge.

"Did we miss anything?" she asked.

"No."

"Captain, I believe it is our turn to keep watch," Worf stated.

"Great," O'Brien said, stretching his legs. "I was about to doze off just staring at that blank screen."

"I hope you have better luck," Sisko said. "The minute you see anything …'

"You'll be the first to know," she assured him.

Once Sisko and O'Brien had left, Jadzia sat on her console and started to tap on it. Worf watched her silently from where he was seated.

After some time, her idle tapping was bothering him. "Jadzia, do you mind?"

"Oh, sorry," she apologized demurely. "How long do they have to take to decide?"

"I do not know."

"But Worf, we're giving them a solution to their problem. Who wouldn't want to take it if it meant the preservation of one's species?"

"They are suspicious of our motives. Perhaps they have never found 'solids' honorable."

"They haven't met you," Jadzia teased.

Worf could only shake his head in response. In even the tensest moments, Jadzia could find something to joke about.

"It was a joke," she said, thinking he missed it.

"I know. It is not funny but I knew it was a joke." Worf punched some commands on his station before walking over to where Jadzia was seated. "No matter what happens, remember that I love you," he said, taking her hand in his.

"Worf, my love I know you do. Now stop that. You're scaring me. Let's think on the positive side."

Worf sighed and looked at the blank screen in front of them. "The Changelings have distrusted humanoids for so long. They may not be able to transcend that. Or maybe they have enjoyed conquest far too long that they find withdrawing distasteful."

Jadzia regarded her brooding husband. She stood and took his arms to wrap around her. "Worf, I still think that we can find peace. I'm sure not all Changelings are distrustful of humanoids. Look at Odo, he is our friend."

Just at that instant, the female Changeling beamed onboard. It took Worf and Jadzia by surprise that they broke from their embrace awkwardly.

"Dax to Sisko," she said, slapping her combadge.

"What is it Old Man?"

"Benjamin, please come to the bridge."

"I'm on my way."

Worf stood guardedly. It seemed odd to him that the female Changeling would beam in without Jem'Hadar soldiers this time. Jadzia, however, had not noticed.

"Is Odo coming as well?" the female Changeling asked.

"I could call him. Dax to Odo."

"Yes Commander, Odo here."

"Could you please come to the bridge."

"I'm on my way."

*****

"We would like Odo and you to come to the surface," the female Changeling invited, turning to Jadzia.

"Why?" Sisko asked.

"We would like to know more about your Commander's theory," she replied.

"Captain, I think I should accompany them," Worf interrupted.

"There is no need for that. I assure you she will not be harmed," the female Changeling stated matter-of-factly, facing the Klingon.

"Mr. Worf, I'm sure she can manage without you," Sisko said, trying to restrain his First Officer.

Worf scowled deeply. He could only watch as his wife disappeared from view with her usual winsome smile. Deep inside he was steaming for being helpless. It was bad enough that he was replaced earlier by one of the Changelings but now they had taken his wife.

"Mr. Worf," Sisko said, putting his hand over his shoulder. "She'll be fine."

"Of course, Captain," he said, hoping that by saying so he can believe it.

"Well, if you need company during your watch," Sisko started to say.

"Captain, I can manage this shift alone. Get some rest, Captain."

Sisko knew Worf was worried for Jadzia's safety. He was, too. Silently he hoped that the female Changeling keeps her word. "Mr. Worf, when Dr. Bashir and Ezri comes, I want you to take your rest," Sisko said. "And that's an order," he added as he left the bridge.

*****

Jadzia was amazed to see the vast ocean that surrounded the dusty barren piece of land that they transported onto. She was half-expecting to be in a lab when they arrived.

"Welcome to our world, Commander," the female Changeling said. "Now we shall put your theory to the test. We would like Odo to join the Great Link."

"What?" Jadzia blurted out with a hint of shock.

"If you are confident your theory would work, then there would be no problem with Odo joining," the female Changeling challenged.

Jadzia could find no words to reply with. If she objected then it would indicate that she doubted her theory. But she could not ask Odo to willingly infect himself with what was ailing the Changelings.

Sensing her quandary, Odo made the decision for her. He started to walk toward the edge of the island they were on only to be pulled back by Jadzia.

"Odo, you don't have to do this."

"I must, it's the only way to prove we are trying to help my people. Commander, I am confident your theory will work. You need not worry."

Jadzia was overwhelmed by Odo's confidence in her. She hugged him. "Thank you, Odo," she whispered into his ear. She watched as Odo merged with the Great Link and disappear from view.

The female Changeling followed him into the Great Link.

Left alone, Jadzia turned to her PADD and double checked her findings. The stakes were higher now and she knew there could be no room for error. She wasn't going to let Odo down. And she knew she couldn't face Nerys if her cure failed.

*****

Julian and Ezri came to the bridge promptly for their watch duty.

"Hello, Worf," Ezri greeted sweetly.

Worf nodded gruffly.

"We'll take it from here," Julian said a bit dismissively.

"I would prefer to stay," Worf said. "If you don't mind," he added belatedly.

"Where's Jadzia?" Ezri finally asked, noting her absence on the bridge.

"She and Odo beamed to the surface. The Changelings wanted to speak with her about her theory."

"Oh," Julian and Ezri both muttered.

"Well, if you're not tired," Ezri said, breaking the awkward silence. "Then we don't have a problem with you staying."

"Thank you," Worf said gratefully.

*****

"Mr. Worf," Sisko said, surprised to see him when he entered the bridge for his shift. "Didn't I give you a direct order to leave the bridge after your shift?"

Worf hesitated. "Yes, Captain," he acknowledged. He had forgotten all about it because he was so worried about Jadzia.

"I would like to speak with Mr. Worf alone."

Julian and Ezri headed out the door and ushered a bewildered O'Brien who had just arrived on their way out.

Once alone, Sisko turned to Worf. "You disobeyed a direct order, Mr. Worf!"

Worf knew he was going to be reprimanded for his insubordination. But it was well worth it. He had no intention of resting until his beloved Jadzia had returned. "Captain, I am willing to face a court-martial. Nothing, not duty or my career will ever come before Jadzia."

Sisko was silent. He was contemplating on whether to pardon Worf for his infraction. He knew first-hand what Worf was going through having been a husband himself.

Worf misread Sisko's silence. He knew he would be thrown in the brig. "Captain, I resign as your Strategic Operations Officer," he declared, taking off his combadge. He was about to take off his insignia when Jadzia appeared on the bridge.

"What's going on?" she asked, taking in what she saw.

"Dax, welcome back," Sisko greeted her. "Mr. Worf had just disobeyed a direct order from me worrying about your safety," he explained.

"Worf," Jadzia said, walking to stand beside him. "You can't stay out of trouble while I'm away can you? Benjamin, please …"

"Forget it," Sisko said sternly.

"I have resigned my commission," Worf said.

Jadzia turned to look at Worf before turning back to Sisko. She felt helpless. She knew how important Starfleet was to Worf and couldn't believe he was throwing it all away.

Sisko regarded the couple. "No, Mr. Worf. You need not resign. I, too, was in your shoes once. I know how it feels to worry about a wife who is in danger."

Jadzia sighed a breath of relief.

"Perhaps now you would take your rest?" Sisko inquired.

"Yes, Captain," Worf said, glad that he had gotten away easily this time.

"By the way, where's Odo?" Sisko asked, noting his absence.

"The Changelings made him join the Great Link."

"But wouldn't that infect him with what was ailing the Changelings?" Worf asked the obvious.

"Yes," Jadzia confirmed. "But that was the only way they would even consider using my theory as a cure. I hesitated but Odo joined willingly. He was confident my theory would work."

"Then why did they beam you back up?" Sisko asked further.

"Well, they knew I needed rest so they decided to let me return and call for me again once they have finished whatever it is that they are doing."

"Well then, I guess you do need your rest. Go on, the Chief and I will stand watch."

Jadzia headed out while Worf lingered behind. "Thank you, Captain," he said sincerely.

"Just don't let it happen again," Sisko said sternly.

Worf nodded before following his wife out of the bridge.

*****

"Are you in trouble?" Jadzia asked when Worf caught up with her.

"No," Worf answer curtly.

"Worf, my love," she said, hooking her arm in his. "Again you have proven that I come first above all else. But please try not to get in any more trouble. I wouldn't want to see you throw away your career in Starfleet."

Worf was silent. He knew he was so close to throwing it all away. "As you wish," he managed to say.

"Thank you. Besides, I love a man in uniform. Especially the color you're wearing."

Worf smiled and hugged his wife. "Then I will do my best to be worthy of this uniform."

*****

It took longer than Jadzia expected. It was well into their shift when the female Changeling again appeared on the Defiant's bridge.

"It is time to test your cure," the female Changeling said nonchalantly. "Where is Captain Sisko?"

"Worf to Captain Sisko."

"Sisko here."

"Please come to the bridge."

"I'm on my way."

Sisko was hoping to see Odo when he arrived on the bridge. "Where is Odo?" he asked, seeing that the female Changeling was alone.

"He is still in the Great Link. However, we would like you and Commander Dax to be present when he tries the cure you recommended."

"Can we take Dr. Bashir along as well?" Jadzia inquired, noting Worf's discomfort from the corner of her eye.

"Yes, you may," the female Changeling agreed.

"Dax to Julian."

"Yes, what's up?"

"You've just been volunteered to come with us to the planet surface," she answered jokingly.

"I'll be right there."

*****

"Mr. Worf, you're in charge of the Defiant," Sisko declared once Julian arrived.

"Yes, Captain."

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Jadzia teased as she disappeared from view.

*****

On the little island amid the vast Great Link, the trio and the female Changeling waited for Odo to unlink. As he approached, Jadzia noted that the disease had progressed faster than she imagined judging from his appearance. His skin and clothing showed deterioration. Julian quickly whipped up his tricorder to scan Odo.

"This isn't good," he said with alarm.

Without hesitation, Jadzia set off to work to apply her theory. Hours passed and still no sign that Odo was healing. If anything, he looked worse. Only Jadzia's determination kept her from thinking about anything else.

"It has taken long enough," the female Changeling finally said. "Apparently your cure is no better than what our Vortas have tried."

"No, you have to give me some more time," Jadzia pleaded.

"No!" the female Changeling responded. "You have tricked us into thinking you are here to help us. But look at Odo, he is in worse condition than any one of us." The female Changeling turned to face Captain Sisko. "Know that this will not go unpunished!"

"We meant you no harm," Julian intoned. "We sincerely want to help you. You just have to give us another chance."

Sisko, Julian and Jadzia were preoccupied with reasoning with the female Changeling that they did not notice what was happening to Odo. He reverted to his gelatinous state, rippled several times before reforming into his humanoid form without any signs of the deterioration.

"Wait," Odo called out. All eyes turned to him in an instant.

"Odo!" Jadzia remarked with amazement. "You're cured!"

"Yes, Commander. I never doubted you." Odo stood and walked toward his friends.

The female Changeling was speechless. She could only stare at Odo as he approached her. "The cure Commander Dax has works."

"What deception is this?" the female Changeling said incredulously.

"It is no deception," Odo assured her. "Link with me and you will see that it is true."

The female Changeling hesitated before linking with Odo. When they broke the link, the female Changeling fell to the ground in weakened condition.

Julian rushed to her side to do a scan.

"It's all right Dr. Bashir. It will take some time before she heals like I did."

The trio waited patiently as hours passed. Then as Odo had before, the female Changeling turned into her gelatinous state, rippled several times before reforming her humanoid self.

Now that the cure had been proven to work, Sisko hoped that the Changelings would consider this as a peace offering. "I suppose peace talks are in order," he suggested.

*****

"Colonel, we can't keep this up," a disconcerted officer said. "Our shields can't take much more and we're about to run out of ammunition."

"We can and we will!" Kira scolded the officer. "We're going to keep the Dominion at bay as long as we can until Admiral Ross and reinforcements comes."

"Colonel, we're being hailed," the ensign at the comm station announced.

"On screen."

The viewscreen came alive with the image of Weyoun and Damar. Both were surprised to see Kira and not Captain Sisko.

"Surrender the station or prepare to be destroyed," Weyoun hissed.

"I don't think you'd destroy the station," Kira said with an air of confidence.

"And why not?" Damar arrogantly asked.

"Because the Dominion would not dare harm a Founder." Kira saw Weyoun's reaction and knew she hit a nerve. She was aware that they could easily scan the station for the female Changeling's whereabouts, but she was hoping she could bluff her way. "Oh, and don't bother to scan the station. Chief O'Brien has placed her in a containment unit impervious to any scanning device so you won't be able to locate her on this station."

Weyoun and Damar conferred in private a moment.

"Colonel, you must see that it is useless to resist," Weyoun taunted. "Your shields won't hold up much longer. But if you truly wish to sacrifice all the people on the station, have it your way. Dominion soldiers will be boarding shortly and will show no mercy!"

"You wouldn't dare!" Kira shouted back.

"Watch us," Damar said with a smile.

"And if should the Founder be harmed, we will claim that you were responsible," Weyoun added.

The viewscreen went blank at the end of the transmission. Kira felt weak and had to steady herself on the console in front of her. She was laden with the heavy burden of deciding whether or not to surrender the station. She felt the eyes of everyone in Ops on her. Their lives and all those on the station now rest on her hands. A part of her told her that Weyoun and Damar were only bluffing just as she was; that she must continue fighting. But another part of her couldn't bear sacrificing any more lives. She straightened herself and steeled her resolve. "Ensign, hail them," she started slowly.

Before the ensign could open a channel, he noticed the wormhole opening on his console. "Colonel, something's coming out of the wormhole. It's the Defiant!"

"On screen," Kira ordered.

The image of the Defiant coming out of the wormhole brought hope to everyone in Ops. It didn't last long though when they saw a Jem'Hadar ship hot in pursuit. Kira scrambled to the weapons station. She was about to aim torpedoes at the pursuing Jem'Hadar ship when the viewscreen was filled with a familiar face.

"Colonel Kira," Worf addressed her.

"Commander," Kira acknowledged. "I've got torpedoes aimed at the Jem'Hadar ship."

"No, it's not necessary," Worf said urgently. "They are not after us. We're here to call a cease-fire."

"What?" Kira asked with disbelief.

"I'll explain later. The Dominion-Cardassian forces are also being instructed to cease attacks on the station."

Kira turned to the officer who was scanning the tactical (?) station. He nodded in response to her unspoken question for confirmation. She could also clearly see from her station that both Jem'Hadar and Cardassian ships were retreating, heading back to Cardassia perhaps.

"Colonel, we'll be reaching DS9 in a while," Worf said.

"See you then."

*****

Kira waited impatiently at Ops for Worf when the Defiant docked. She was pacing to and fro when the turbolift carrying Worf, Dr. Bashir and Ezri arrived.

"Colonel Kira."

"Good to have you back Commander Worf," she said. "And you, too," she added addressing Julian and Ezri.

The four of them walked into Captain Sisko's office to update Kira on the events since they left to find the Changelings' homeworld. Kira was in turn alarmed and relieved to learn that Odo had deliberately joined the Link to be infected with the disease and was cured.

"Are you certain Odo is fine," Kira asked for confirmation.

"Yes," Julian replied. "It took a while for the cure to take effect but once it did, he showed no signs of ever being afflicted with the disease."

"And by now the entire Great Link must be cured," Ezri presumed.

"Captain Sisko and Jadzia remained to negotiate a peace treaty with the Changelings," Worf finished off.

"How long do you think it will take?" Kira asked.

None of them had the answer.

"Well, at least this means that we're safe for now." Suddenly Kira remembered Admiral Ross was on their way to rescue DS9. "Worf, I think we should contact Admiral Ross, General Martok and the Romulans about this."

Worf agreed and they both relayed the message that a cease-fire was in effect until Captain Sisko and Dax returns with a negotiated peace treaty.

*****

Both Worf and Kira were busy relaying the cease-fire information that they had not noticed the arrival of Dukat between two security officers at Ops.

"Colonel Kira, Commander Worf," the higher-ranked officer called their attention.

"Dukat!" Kira exclaimed as she saw him. "What are you doing here?"

"We found him in the temple trying to pry open the Orb," the officer related. "He must've transported onto the station somehow."

"What do you think you could accomplish by doing that?" Kira inquired.

"I wanted to destroy the Orbs and free the pah'wraiths," Dukat answered with a smug demeanor.

This angered Kira and she drew her phaser aiming it at him.

"Colonel," Worf said, restraining her. "He will be put on trial for war crimes … and this infraction."

"You don't understand," Kira reasoned.

"I do understand … you want vengeance. But for something he has only attempted to do? I think I better deserve that privilege because he had harmed Jadzia."

It was a tense moment while Kira battled to control her anger. "Take him to a holding cell, maximum security," she finally ordered, lowering her phaser. She realized that Worf was right. If Worf wasn't about to pounce on Dukat for what he did to Jadzia, then she had less reason to.

"You did the right thing," Worf assured her, taking her nod as agreement to his statement.

*****

"I should not have left her in the Gamma Quadrant!" Worf said angrily, pacing back and forth in front of Ezri.

"Worf, would you stop pacing. You're making me dizzy."

Worf stopped momentarily and glowered. "You need not watch me pace," he said wryly.

"Worf, I know you're worried about her. We all are. But I'm sure she's fine. She's not alone. Captain Sisko and Odo are with her."

"Yes, three against the entire Changeling populace."

Ezri sighed audibly. "They aren't fighting, they're negotiating a peace treaty."

"It's been days since we've left. How long does it take?"

"These things take time."

"I should have insisted that the peace talks be held here in the Alpha Quadrant," Worf insisted. "And why does she have to be involved?"

"Worf, you know that she is the best choice. After all she has Curzon's diplomatic skills and experience."

Worf finally stopped pacing and faced Ezri. She saw his tense facial expression and was worried he might turn violent. "You are right, thank you Counselor," he said after a long silence.

"Anytime, Worf," Ezri beamed, glad she could help. "You know," she continued. "The best thing you could do right now is to take good care of Ka'riza. She hasn't had much chance to spend time with you or Jadzia since she was born."

Worf saw her point. He nodded and smiled slightly. "Again, you are right. Thank you Ezri."

"So are you going home?"

"Yes," he acknowledge as he headed out.

"Well, if you need help changing her …"

"I am capable of doing that," he assured her before disappearing from view.

******

True to his word, Worf had spent all his off-duty hours with his daughter. He had even cut back on his duty shifts because he felt that he was imposing on Keiko or Leeta to watch over Ka'riza.

"Ka'riza," he called her, coaxing her to wobble her way to him in the living room. He was amazed at how fast she had grown. And he was glad that she seemed to smile a lot even when she fell and landed on her behind learning to walk. "bItlhaQ," he informed the smiling child. You are funny. "Instead of crying you smile. Perhaps you have inherited your mother's sense of humor."

"That's good to know," a voice said from behind father and daughter.

"Jadzia!" Worf was surprised to hear her voice. He stood up abruptly almost bumping Ka'riza who has managed to get close to him on wobbly feet.

"Hello my love," Jadzia said sweetly with her most beautiful smile.

Worf gave her a hug. "Welcome back!"

"I see you've missed me," she teased him. "How's Ka'riza?" She picked up her daughter who instinctively hugged her back.

"She is growing up so fast."

"Yes she is, isn't she? And I see you've managed to teach her to walk."

"Yes," he said with pride. "And soon she will be talking."

"Oh I can't wait to hear her first words," the proud mother beamed. "I think she has your strength and my inquisitiveness. If that's the case, then she'll be getting into all sorts of mischief."

"I am ready," Worf said confidently.

"I'm sure you are," she said. Jadzia tried to take her combadge away from Ka'riza who had managed to grab it and found it an interesting item to play with. "Ka'riza, this is not a toy," she warned the little girl, giving Ka'riza a little ball instead to play with.

"I assume the peace negotiations had gone well?" Worf finally inquired.

"Yes. There are still some details to be worked out but it won't be long before it is signed and this war with the Dominion is finally over."

"I was worried when I have not heard from you for days since we left the Gamma Quadrant."

"Yes, Ezri told me."

"You have spoken with Ezri?"

Jadzia nodded. "We shared a turbolift ride on my way here. I'm sorry I had not tried to contact you but I was busy with the peace negotiations. It wasn't easy convincing them that we had no intentions of retaliating or any future intentions of ever destroying the Founders' Great Link. I'm just glad Odo was there and he lent his experiences with us for the past years as testimonial of our good intentions." Jadzia stood up carrying her yawning daughter. "It doesn’t mean that I wasn't thinking of you and Ka'riza."

"I know," Worf said quietly. "I think Ka'riza needs her nap. I can take over while you get some rest, you must be very tired." He stood up and lifted Ka'riza off of Jadzia's lap but she squirmed in his arms. She extended her arms reaching out to her mother.

"Thanks, Worf. But I think I'd like to spend some time with you. I missed you both." Jadzia extended her arms waiting for Worf to pass Ka'riza back to her.

Ka'riza was becoming impatient and insistent on returning to her mother's arms that she had began to flail her arms. Then out of nowhere, she uttered her first word. "SoS!" she demanded. Mother!

Both Worf and Jadzia blinked incredulously at their daughter.

"Did she just …."

"Yes, I think she did. She just called me SoS." Jadzia leapt to her feet and took Ka'riza in her arms. "Worf, she has just said her first word."

Worf looked on, pleased that Jadzia had not missed this moment. He saw tears in her eyes as she kissed little Ka'riza.

"And who is he?" she asked Ka'riza, pointing to Worf.

Ka'riza's turned her head and looked at her father. "vav!" she said definitively, pointing at him. Father.

"majQa'" Jadzia said. Well done! "Oh, Worf, this is such a great day. The war is over, I'm home with you and Ka'riza has spoken her first words."

"Yes, it is a good day. malop." We celebrate.

Worf was about to get something to commemorate the day when the door chime rang.

"Enter," Jadzia said.

At the door were Julian and Ezri.

"Hello Jadzia, Worf," Ezri greeted. "And hello to you, too, little Ka'riza."

"We were wondering if you would both like to have dinner with us," Julian invited.

"Thank you Dr. Bashir. We were just about to celebrate ourselves."

"Oh, what's the occasion?" Julian inquired, watching Ezri as she took Ka'riza from Jadzia. "Taking care of children comes naturally to her," he noted silently.

"Ka'riza just said her first words," Jadzia replied, still beaming with pride over her daughter's latest accomplishment.

"What did she say?" Ezri asked.

"I'll show you," Jadzia said, taking Ka'riza from Ezri's arms. "Ka'riza, tell me again. Who is he?"

Ka'riza looked around first trying to discern the other people in the room with her parents. But then she decided to look at the person her mother was pointing to. She knew who it was and said so. "vav!" she declared with as radiant a smile as her mother's.

"vav?" Julian asked, wrinkling his brows.

"It's Klingon for father," Worf explained.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Ezri exclaimed.

"And she can say 'mother', too," Jadzia continued. "Ka'riza, who am I?" she asked, pointing to herself.

"SoS!" Ka'riza replied unequivocally.

"I can't believe it … it takes human children longer to start speaking," Julian said.

"Doctor, Ka'riza is not a human child," Worf reminded him.

"Well, now all you have to do is teach her the words in Trill," Ezri said.

"Yes. Oh, I can't wait until she starts talking. And according to Worf, she has inherited my sense of humor."

Everyone laughed except for Worf. He looked a bit offended but after a short moment joined in the laughter.

"Would you both join us in our celebration?" Jadzia invited.

"We actually came to invite you to dinner," Ezri reminded her. "But I guess we could change our plans," she said, looking at Julian for agreement.

"Oh, of course," Julian piped in.

"It's settled then," Worf said, heading to get the bloodwine that he had been saving for a special occasion.

After dinner, Ezri and Julian stayed a while until Ka'riza's yawn announced that it was well into the night.

"It was a wonderful evening," Ezri said as she and Julian prepared to leave. "Thank you."

"Yes, thank you," Julian seconded.

*****

"What a day … what a wonderful day," Jadzia said, returning to the living room after putting Ka'riza to sleep.

"jISov," Worf acknowledged. I know.

"Watching her sleep so peacefully, it makes me forget all that we have been through since this war with the Dominion began. All the uncertainty, the friends we've lost …"

"And because of you," Worf interrupted her. "The war is over … and Ka'riza won't have to spend time with strangers anymore. We will be here to take care of her."

"Well, I wouldn't consider Nerys, Leeta and Ezri strangers," she teased.

"You know what I mean," he said a bit vexed.

"I was just teasing," she said, nestling her head on his shoulder. "And to think I almost missed hearing Ka'riza's first words."

"I apologize for not teaching her in Trill."

Jadzia lifted her head and saw the sincerity in Worf's face. "It's all right my love. I'll teach her and in time she'll be fluent in many languages. Who knows, she might even become a diplomat."

"Like Curzon?"

"Perhaps," Jadzia said dreamily. "But we are in agreement that we will let her decide her own destiny, right?"

"HIja'" Yes. Worf had learned that much from his experience raising Alexander. "Tell me about the peace treaty … has it been signed?" he asked, changing the subject.

"No, it hasn't been signed yet."

"ghorgh?" When?

"Tomorrow, here on the station. Admiral Ross will be there representing the Federation, General Martok for the Klingon Empire, and a Romulan Praetor. Which reminds me, Benjamin wants us to be present as well."

Worf nodded. "qaHo'" he said with pride. I admire you.

"Really?"

"Yes, you have done no simple thing."

"Well, the negotiation was quite difficult. The Changelings had a hard time understanding our terms. In the end, we've all agreed that we need an ambassador."

"Odo," Worf stated the obvious.

"Yes," she answered with a hint of sadness. "He is the only one they would trust and Odo's years of experience with us could help. I'm just sad that he has to leave Nerys. She's not going to like this."

"She will understand."

"I know she will but I was hoping that she and Odo will be together …"

"Jadzia, it's not like he is dying," Worf said. "Kira handled it well when she lost Bareil. At least Odo can still come back after this."

"Yes, but who knows how long that is going to take."

"I'm sure they will manage." Worf knew she wanted both Kira and Odo to be happy. But he knew there were times in one's life when one can not change one's destiny.

"What will happen to the Cardassians?"

"They will be pardoned but their militia will be strictly regulated by the Federation. Why?" Jadzia felt Worf shift uncomfortably when she said that.

"I was hoping that Dukat will face trial," he replied nonchalantly.

Jadzia chuckled. "If we can find him. I think he has gone into hiding from both us and the Dominion."

"He is actually here," Worf informed her calmly.

"Here? How? Why?" she asked in succession.

"Yes, Kira had him placed in the brig. He transported into the Bajoran temple while DS9 was being attacked by the Dominion forces. He was attempting to destroy the Orb. I had to prevent Kira from killing him."

"You?" she asked, raising her head to face him. "Is that why you're disappointed that the Cardassians were pardoned?"

"Yes, I had hoped he would be punished for at least what he had done by allying with the Dominion. It would've been enough for me."

"Worf, my love," Jadzia said softly. "You're not going to take revenge are you?" She was worried that he still blamed Dukat for what happened to her. "Dukat was only acting under the influence of the pah'wraith. Remember when it took control of Jake?"

"Yes, I remember. I do not hold a grudge against Dukat for that … not anymore."

*****

There was a serene atmosphere permeating from Ops to the Promenade. People on the Promenade walked slowly but with a sense of calm that had not been seen for quite some time.

All those assembled in the wardroom watched quietly as the peace treaty was signed. After the final signatory, Admiral Ross stood up and thanked everyone. "With this, I officially declare peace between us," he said solemnly.

*****

Jadzia was standing near the Promenade porthole watching as the final Dominion ship left the Alpha Quadrant. She felt happy that finally there was peace and things on the station were returning to normal. There was more activity on the Promenade. She passed by Quark's on her way home. There was Morn on his usual spot and Quark scurrying about sweet-talking his customers. She looked up and saw Jake on the upperlevel observing passersby, perhaps weaving a new story. She also saw Ezri and Bashir duck into the Replimat. She couldn't help but smile at the thought that Julian once had a crush on her. She spoke with Nerys earlier and Worf was right, her Bajoran friend had taken the news of Odo's departure much better than she did.

Jadzia arrived home and found Ka'riza playing with Worf. Ka'riza ran to greet her as she entered.

"SoS!" Ka'riza called her.

"Hello, my love," she greeted, lifting her little daughter. She enjoyed listening to Ka'riza's laughter as she tickled her. "How was your day?" she asked Worf.

"It went well. After the last Jem'Hadar ship had left, I had nothing else to do so I decided to come home." Worf walked up to Jadzia and planted a kiss on her forehead. Right about then Ka'riza caught hold of his braided hair which kept him in an awkward position trying not to pull his hair by walking away.

"I think she is fascinated with your hair," Jadzia teased, trying to get Ka'riza to release her grip.

"I think so, too," Worf said with a smile. "She is inquisitive … just like you. She and I had been exploring the entire living room before you arrived."

"Worf, I think it's time you put away the sharp objects."

"I will," he agreed.

"What have you got planned for tomorrow?" she asked.

"I was thinking maybe the three of us should go to Bajor."

"Bajor?"

"Yes," he replied. "Chief O'Brien and Kira recommended this spot near a lake for a picnic."

"A picnic!" Jadzia said with delight. "That sounds wonderful. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Worf feigned offense. "I told you before that I have made adjustments in my life since I married you. Now that we have a daughter, I intend to make further adjustments and be a good father."

"Oh Worf, you are a great father… isn't he?" she asked Ka'riza.

"vav!" Ka'riza seemingly agreed, pointing at her father.

"See, she agrees," Jadzia said, assuring him that he had done a good job.

"Then it's settled, we are having a picnic on Bajor tomorrow," he declared.

Jadzia watched as Worf went to prepare supper. He looked back when he heard her giggle.

"nuq" he asked. What?

"Shall I bring your bathing suit?" she teased her husband. "You did say we were going to a place near a lake."

Worf smiled, remembering the same thing. "Yes, there is a lake. And yes, I shall not forget to bring my bathing suit this time. Do you think Ka'riza will remember this picnic when she is older?"

"Oh, I'm sure she will … if she doesn't, then will take her on more picnics. We'll share many adventures, the three of us." Jadzia was so happy and knew that the future held more memories for the three of them.

*****

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