Copyright
1999, Lyta. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be re-posted
in part or in full without written permission from me.
Disclaimer:
Gene Roddenberry’s Earth: Final Conflict is copyright 1998, Tribune
Entertainment Co. Its characters are used without permission, no infringement
is intended.
Rating:
PG
Title:
Contemplation
Author: Lyta
Summary:
Liam’s thoughts after the events of “Crossfire”
It seemed extremely ironic to Liam:
telling someone over twenty times his own age what to do, but then everyone was
his elder except for those too young to form coherent sentences. He had often
mused over a soda in the Flat Planet Cafe about the gigantic paradox that
characterized his life, only at the moment it seemed a bitter one.
He swished the soda around in the can as
he turned his head toward the television mounted onto the wall. He once again
had to watch a colleague become the unwilling leading lady of the evening news.
Liam sighed and wished for a stronger drink, but had no desire to add a
hangover to his growing list of miseries.
At least it was so very public. If Julia’s
arrest had not occurred on national television, she and her team might have
disappeared into a Taelon project like Augur had for a time. Liam had heard
stories about how the Taelons “rehabilitated” Resistance members with by
implanting them with CVI’s.
The CVI. He kept wondering when the day
would come that Zo’or would demand his implantation. He was confused as to why
he was still free while Da’an lingered in a holding cell on the Mothership. If
the Taelons were tapping his phones or having him followed to gather evidence,
then they were in for a disappointment.
He had returned control of the Resistance to Doors shortly after Renee
Palmer had rescued them. With the Taelon sweeps, deep cover operatives were in
precarious positions and Liam could not afford to do anything suspicious while
he was under such a heavy microscope. The information his position allowed him
to gather was critical, especially now, but the forced disassociation from his
friends made him feel so horribly alone.
He wished he could go to Augur, but it was
simply too dangerous and Liam actually had no clue where the cyber wizard was
holed up until the path to his abode under St. Michael’s was clear.
Then his global beeped.
“Agent Sandoval, what can I do for you?”
Liam inquired, keeping his tone polite when he wanted to scream at the man who
was his human father. Sandoval had betrayed everything he had sworn to protect,
and everything he had valued. How could he live with himself?
“Zo’or would like to speak to you
regarding your position with the Taelons. As I’m sure you are aware, you are
the only Companion Agent without a CVI. The Synod would like to re-open our
discussion on your refusal to accept one.”
“I’ll be right there.” Liam answered. He sent the coded signal he had dreaded to Dr. Belman and took a deep breath before walking out the door and into the drizzling afternoon.