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Tears of Time	By : ShriTal88 Category: Star Trek > Deep Space 9 Views: 2325 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tskara was motionless as she observed the two Cardassians.

“No,” she shook her head. “No. No. No. No. No.” She stood and moved to approach the Cardassians on the walkway. “Not there.” She jerked Julian's arm.

Julian pulled her back.

“Don't interrupt them.”

“He's killing her. She could go anywhere but there.”

“Where?”

“Bajor.” Tskara tugged her arm. She needed to go and talk the girl out of it. Why had Iliana given up Art to join the Order? She had such a lovely eye for it. “My baby.”

“Your baby?” Julian asked. That was not wholly impossible. But from what he understood of Ziyal's situation, it would be impossible for Iliana to be anything. She would not be accepted if she were not fully Cardassian. It had to just be from being around the girl so much that she felt motherly toward her.

Tskara whimpered, looking away. She tugged her arm free from Julian and pressed up to him.

“She'll come home in a casket. If she ever comes home.”

Julian rubbed Tskara's back comfortingly. He held her close. However, if their was no reason to suspect that Iliana was not fully Cardassian, and no one ever ran her DNA to check the structure, then she could go entirely undetected.

“She is your daughter?” Julian asked, leading her where Garak could not see her face.

“Don't be so imaginative,” Tskara said. “I am as good as her mother. I took care of her. I held her when she had nightmares, supported her when she wanted to study art and when she decided to join the Order, helped her with her schoolwork when she needed it, made her snacks, helped her with her shedding, listened to her worries. What does your master think of your imagination? He always seemed more interested in reality.”

Tskara looked toward Garak and Iliana. She was overreacting. Iliana was excellent. The Order would make her damned near impossible to detect. She'd be okay. She had to have faith in the girl and in the Order to pick the correct operative for the job. Cardassians were never wrong.

“I've tried to comprehend Garak in my past. It's an exercise in futility.” Julian looked over at the Cardassian in question.

“That is your biggest mistake,” Tskara said, shaking her head. The human male clearly needed a reality check. Or he would end up dead. “How did you and he end up together? There are many stories.”

“Only if you tell me yours too,” Julian said, tugging her along a meandering path that led to stepping stones to cross a small brook.

“You are very new to Cardassia, if you have not heard of me.” Tskara smiled sadly. She looked back at Iliana. Iliana knew what she was doing. She was excellent. She had brought many people to justice. She would be fine.

“I was in a shuttle accident along the Cardassian border just before my ninth birthday. My parents were killed. I spent the next two and a half years on my own. Then the Cardassian military ship arrived in orbit. Tekeny Ghemor was the Dal of the ship. He fell and hit his head. I took him and treated his wounds. He woke up, decided that he owed me a debt. I asked him to take me with him, and I have been with him ever since.”

Julian helped her across the slippery rocks.

“What about you?”

“What have you heard?”

“Some people say you're from the future. They say you showed up in a futuristic vessel now being taken apart and thoroughly examined by the military. They say that Garak saved you from a Military Interrogation. Likely saved your life as well.”

“The rumors match the truth, from what I know. I was found unconscious. So I have very little idea of it. I woke up in an Obsidian Order interrogation room, chained and mostly naked.”

“They say you were in a pseudo Starfleet uniform.” Tskara raised a brow at him.

“I was in a new uniform, yes. I am from ten years in the future.”

Tskara eyed Julian suspiciously.

“You just said that you were unconscious when they found you, and when you woke up, you were mostly naked.”

“I was wearing the uniform when the incident occurred that brought me here.” Julian qualified. He kept his hand locked in Tskara's as they wandered up a slope. “It seems logical that I appeared in it. And it was verbally mentioned to me.”

“What incident brought you here?”

“I'm not one hundred percent sure. But I think it was a Bajoran artifact.” Julian said, lifting a branch.

“An orb?”

“You know of the Orbs?” Julian looked her over intently. If she knew, maybe she could help him. She was human, despite being with Cardassians most of her life. She surely had a sense of right, and would try to help him.

“Yes.” Tskara said, looking back at him.

“My thinking is that if the orb brought me here, the Orb can take me back.”

“Reasonable conclusion. And you have two chances of being allowed access to the orb.” Tskara said, turning to head down the hill, watching Garak and Iliana. Iliana would be fine.

“Are you serious?”

Tskara nodded.

“Can you tell me?”

“Slim and None. Garak isn't going to help you. He would betray his own father if he thought he could get away with it, and it would help him accomplish his goal.”

“I'm serious.” Julian said, tugging her a little so she looked at him.

“So am I.”

“Tskara.” A woman's voice called.

“We're being called,” Tskara said, ducking under a branch of dark blue flowers.

Julian sighed, walking as quickly as possible with the limping woman. She seemed to purposefully slow down as they were approaching Garak and Iliana. She pinched her face into a pained expression.

“There you two are. Is everything alright?” Iliana asked, seeing the look on the human woman's face.

“Fine. I just feel a little tired. My leg.” Tskara reached for Iliana.

“Of course,” Iliana said, going over and helping Tskara to a bench. “I'll get Father and he'll call for transport for us.” Iliana walked a few steps away and tapped her wrist communicator.

“How was your walk?” Garak asked, reaching for Julian.

Julian slipped away a little from the hand holding the leash.

“Informative. Tskara knows a great deal about the wildlife.” Julian slipped a little farther away. He moved behind the bench where he would not be easily reached. He would not wear that damn thing. Not if he could avoid it. He would listen. He did not need to be chained like a criminal.

“Tskara, Father will be here in just a few minutes.” Iliana sat down next to the human woman. “Agent Regnar has asked for you to help teach his pet how to keep safe here. I said that you would be happy to assist.”

“Anything you wish,” Tskara said, looking over the young woman. Iliana was not a little girl anymore.

“Shall I see you tomorrow morning then?” Garak asked, watching Tskara carefully. He reached out and attached the leash to Julian's collar as the human observed the other pair.

“Assuming it will be to drop off Julian for his lessons, I imagine so.”

“I shall look forward to it,” Garak said, bowing politely.

Julian scowled at the collar as he was led away. He had a lot to think about. He should try to find out more. She knew Kardassi and could read lips and facial expressions. She was clearly highly respected, more respected than any other non-Cardassian. She had power of a sort on Cardassia. She was something else. She knew she was important to powerful people, and she used it. There had to be more going on with her than what she had said.
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