The Outsiders - Part One of Two
An Earth - Final Conflict story by Tina Price
(TinaP@prodigy.net)
Preview: Boone and Da'an struggle with their growing relationship and the ever increasing sense of isolation from their own kind which it's generating.
Disclaimer: Earth - Final Conflict and all characters therein are the property of the Tribune Entertainment Company.
Authors note: This story occurs sometime after the events which unfold in the episode, "Wrath of Achilles". My other stories, "Striving to Become" and "The Lesser of Two Evils" should be read first. As I do not know the actual name of the Irish Companion, he will appear in this story as Kha'rha, which is actually the phonetic spelling of the Irish word, "cara". It means "friend". When and if the Irish Companion is named in the actual series, his name here will be updated. This story is based upon my own idea of what is actually going on in the EFC universe. I am in no way receiving 'privileged information'. As always, advice, criticism and kudos are always welcomed. Please contact me at the above e-mail address.
The Outsiders
Part One
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Boone
leaned back in his chair and stretched as he vigorously rubbed his head.
Another late night at the office was about to come to an end, and as he
had everyday for the proceeding week, he found himself utterly at a loss
as to what to do with himself. He glanced at his watch. It was nearly eleven
thirty.
Trouble was that he wasn't
the least bit sleepy.
Rising from the chair,
he made his way out to the balcony. The cold winter air seemed to drive
ice splinters into his flesh, raising goose bumps everywhere that his skin
was exposed and causing his skrill to complain dully somewhere in the back
of his thoughts. With a small grin, he patted it where it lay on the back
of his forearm and tried to mentally reassure it that they wouldn't stay
outside very long. His skrill was a constant reminder to him that the Taelons
were not all-knowing.
Ever since they had both
been badly wounded, he had been able to pick up and understand more of
the mental gibberish the skrill sometimes spouted. There was no longer
any doubt in his mind that it was sentient - far more so than the Taelons
had believed.
...Which brought his thoughts
back to one particular Taelon, who had been avoiding him recently...
It had all started after
the incident with Katya Petrenko, the psychic who had so alarmed the Taelons
that Zo'or had had her killed. Yes, Boone himself had interrogated Judson
Corr before Sandoval could hide him away and he had learned enough from
the killer to have been able to deduce Zo'or's role in the incident. He
had quickly filled Da'an in on the whole mess.
The North American Companion
had not been pleased to hear of Zo'or's involvement, but neither had he
been surprised. Boone knew that he was still concerned that the Synod might
have had prior knowledge of the assassination, but short of actually confronting
Zo'or or Quo'on, there was no way to put his fears to rest.
Over the course of the
following week, Boone had been assigned one task after another by Da'an
and had not had any time to speak with the Taelon in any sort of personal
way. Then, last week, Doors and Augur had unleashed a virus on the Washington
headquarters. They had done it without even having discussed it with him
and his own assistant, Ms... Marquette, had been the one to upload it into
the Taelon's communication system.
He had been kept out of
the loop.
He was still being kept
out of the loop, even though his predictions about the possible consequences
of the virus had proved accurate.
At least Lili had had a
change of heart. Causing her own shuttle's failure and having been stranded
in the Appalachians with Da'an had apparently done his opinionated assistant
some good. She had apologized to him for her actions and followed up that
amazing (and very unexpected) act by admitting that he had also been right
about Da'an.
Boone shook his head at
the memory. Lili had to have hit her head pretty hard during that landing...
Just then his global beeped.
He flipped it open and
was surprised to see that it was Da'an who was paging him. "Da'an...is
there a problem?" he asked in a steady voice.
"Ah, Boone, I was
not sure that you would still be awake," Da'an replied in his calm
tones.
"Look, Da'an, if this
is about another assignment, I have to respectfully remind you that I do
occasionally require a day to myself..." he began.
"I assure you that
it is not," the Taelon answered coolly. "It is only that, as
we are both still awake, I felt that we could perhaps continue your lessons
in the Taelon language."
Boone was stunned. It had
been weeks since the Taelon had deigned to pass any time with him. Why
now, in the dead of the night? He surmised that some sort of explanation
was forthcoming.
"I think that I would
like that," he answered. "However, I have no shuttle available."
"Captain Marquette
is just leaving. She has agreed to transport you," Da'an explained.
"Since you are scheduled to attend a meeting with me tomorrow morning,
you may take your rest here."
"A sleep over?"
Boone raised an eyebrow. At Da'an's amused look, he continued. "Have
Lili meet me at my place. I need to retrieve a few items."
Da'an nodded before cutting
the link.
Boone quickly made his
way back through his office. If he was lucky, he'd get home before Lili
arrived.
A
half hour later Boone and Lili were on the way back to the Taelon embassy
in DC. As he sat in the rear shuttle seat, the security chief knew
that he had to ask Lili the question he had been suppressing since her
arrival.
"What's with the late
night visits with Da'an?" he asked. "You used to despise him."
There was silence for a
full ten seconds as Lili seemed to struggle with an explanation. "I
told you that I was wrong about him," she sighed. "Look, Boone...he
saved my life and after that...."
"After that, what?"
Boone sat up straighter and listened intently.
"Do you remember what
Beckett told me about companions back in Ireland?"
Boone's CVI kicked in,
bringing the words Lili referred to, back in their entirety. "She
said that Companions were blessed with gifts which make a woman's life
enlightening," he quoted.
There followed another
long silence as the point slowly sunk in.
"Wait a minute...are
you saying that you and Da'an have...?" Boone was at a loss as
to how to finish the sentence.
"Uh...sort of..."
Lili sighed again. "It's really complicated, Will. I don't even know
how to describe our relationship. It seems sexual in some ways, but it
isn't. I don't even know if he considers me to be a close friend or something
more!"
"Perhaps you could
explain how this happened?" Boone found himself intensely curious.
"I..." Lili stopped
and looked over her shoulder. "Maybe some other time. We're almost
there now. Boone?"
"Don't worry, I won't
tell him that you squealed."
"I didn't squeal!"
Lili tried to act indignant. "You're the one who asked!"
"Relax. I won't mention
this conversation unless he actually asks me point blank if I know. I'm
glad for you, Lili. Really. At least you can now see both sides of the
equation when Doors is drawing up his plans. One of us has to be devil's
advocate around him and we both know that I may no longer get that opportunity."
"Sorry. There's not
much I can do about that, but I promise to keep you informed of what he's
doing."
"Thanks."
A
short while later, Boone met with Da'an in the companion's audience chamber.
When he entered the room, he found his alien friend standing before the
virtual glass windows, admiring the view of the Capitol at night. Without
a word, he dropped his overnight bag and moved to stand by Da'an's side.
"Welcome Boone."
Da'an did not so much as glance at his implant.
Boone decided to cut to
the chase. "Why have you been avoiding me? What is it that troubles
you so?" Boone laid a hand upon the Taelon's shoulder and gently turned
him to face him. "Da'an...I ask only because I wish to help."
"I know this."
Da'an spoke frankly, his gaze holding Boone's. "I fear that I have
been avoiding you, however I required time to reach a decision."
"What decision?"
Boone hadn't felt this anxious in a long time.
"It has not yet been
made." Da'an motioned toward the ledge to his right and together they
moved to sit upon it.
"This has something
to do with our bond, doesn't it?"
Da'an nodded. "I fear
that it has the potential to grow beyond what I originally had anticipated.
Your exposure to Katya Petrenko and her insistence on passing her ability
on to you has left me with a dilemma which I do find difficult."
Boone froze.
"Yes, Boone. I know
all that passed between the two of you. I have seen it all through Lili's
eyes." Da'an's large, phosphorescent blue eyes gazed gently at him.
"I'm not sure that
I..." Boone began.
"I have formed a bond
of sorts with Captain Marquette, Boone. When she and I share our emotions,
I am able to see much of her past experiences."
Boone literally gawked
at him. "You've been spying on me by proxy? Da'an!"
"What I share with
Lili is special to me... and it serves a very important purpose. What I have
learned from said sharing has been unintentional...but useful. Katya did
pass her ability on to you Boone... That, coupled with your other... association,
has served to complicate our relationship."
"The Liberation."
Boone bowed his head as he said it. The last secret he had kept from Da'an
was finally out in the open.
Again Da'an nodded and
the two of them sat in silence for a short time.
Feeling the Taelon's eyes
upon him, Boone raised his head. Da'an's luminous eyes seemed even larger
than usual.
"I am not disappointed,
Boone. Far from it. Although you are a part of the liberation, you have
apparently never intentionally worked against me. Moreover, you have been
directly responsible for having limited much of the damage which the organization...
and the Synod would otherwise have caused." Da'an blinked and a small
smile touched his mouth. "Lili's memories of these events are quite
clear - I do believe that you excel at annoying her."
Boone actually snorted.
"Yeah, I have a talent for it."
Da'an's smile faded. "Boone,
should you and I continue to strengthen our bond, there is a very real
possibility that you would share in the commonality's thoughts. In that
case, I fear that your thoughts, your memories, would also be laid open
to the commonality." It was Da'an's turn to look downward. "There
are many of my people who would not tolerate such a thing...I do not wish
to lose you."
The large ex-cop found
himself temporarily struck dumb by the companion's sudden honesty. When
he spoke, it too was from the heart.
"Da'an...You must
know that I cannot quit the resistance. I have done, and will continue
to do what I believe to be right - not just for my people, but for yours
as well." He rested a hand on his companion's shoulder, causing him
to raise his head. "I do not wish to lose the bond which I share with
you. Our...association is the one bright spot in my life right now. Now,
tell me...what are we to do?"
"Truly, I find myself
at a loss..." Da'an gestured with his hands, the fingers of which
were moving in a rapid manner, betraying his agitation. "Any time
we interact, our bond will exert itself and grow stronger."
"Which means that
if we seek to stop the bond's development..." Boone stared at Da'an
aghast.
"We must decide our
course of action," the pale alien said slowly. "I have three
suggestions."
"Go ahead," Boone
nodded.
"The bond cannot be
completely broken, however it can fade if we are separated for a long while."
Da'an stared at his implant. "You could choose to serve a different
Companion."
"I won't accept that
as a possibility." Boone shook his head. "What's your next idea?"
"I could cut myself
off from the commonality. This would ensure that our bond could not prove
a threat to the Synod, but it would leave me...vulnerable."
"You would most likely
lose your position as North American Companion?"
Da'an nodded. "But
I would brave this for your sake."
"NO. This is as unthinkable
as having me quit the resistance. We need you right where you are and me
right where I am if we are to have a chance at helping our people to get
along with each other. What is your last suggestion?"
"That you work for
another companion for a while in the hopes of obtaining his support. If
we can gain the approval of others of my kind, there is far less chance
that the Synod would be able to order your elimination."
"They'd have to tolerate
me, eh? Which Companion did you have in mind?"
"Our Companion to
Ireland - Kha'rha , has the reputation of
being well liked, even by his sole implant."
"Siobhan
Beckette." Boone raised an eyebrow. "So I've heard, but how can
I be of use to him? Ms... Beckette seems to have things...'well in
hand'."
Da'an's eyes widened. "I
had not heard of this. No matter, it makes him an even better choice. He
has recently asked the Synod for permission to 'borrow' an implant knowledgeable
in the area of security for a project he is undertaking... Boone, he is
a popular voice in our commonality."
"Then you'll make
the arrangements?"
Da'an nodded. The two of
them sat silently for a few moments before he spoke again."I did invite
you here to further your lessons in the Taelon language..."
"Actually, now that
I know what's going on, I'm finally feeling that I'll be able to get some
decent rest. I think I'd like to turn in."
"Of course."
Da'an stood and gestured towards the ramp which led to the upper chambers.
"Please allow me to show you the way."
Fifteen
minutes later, Boone found himself sprawled on a comfortable, if narrow,
palate in his assigned chamber. His arms crossed up behind his head, he
gazed around the room, still amazed by the fact that he was sleeping at
the Taelon Embassy - and right next door to Da'an's own personal chamber!
His own chamber was circular
in shape, with the usual arched ceiling and organic walls. There was a
small window which presented a beautiful view of the Capitol and a skylight
which presented him with a breath-taking view of the night sky.
As he stared at the stars
above him, he reflected on the problem which was now threatening what could
definitely be called the most bizarre friendship of his life. There had
to be a way out of this - some way which did not require him to ingratiate
himself to other Taelons. The idea of kissing up to a Taelon in the hopes
of getting him to tolerate him was ...extremely distasteful. He doubted
that it would work. If Taelons were anything at all like humans, the tactic
was sure to fail. Nobody respected a boot-licker.
So, why had Da'an suggested
this plan? He must have something else in mind - something which necessitated
getting rid of Boone for a while. But what?
Perhaps he could figure
it out before it was time for him to head for Ireland...
The stars were the last
things Boone saw before he drifted off.
Boone
dreamed that his mother was trying to get him out of bed and ready for
school. It had been her habit to sit on his bed and poke him until he finally
gave up and promised to get up.
"OK, ok...I'm up already,"
he muttered as he batted away the hand that was on his head.
...Something suddenly dawned
on him. His Mother had died years ago.
His eyes snapped open.
Da'an was seated on the edge of his bed, watching him with some amusement.
"I assume that you
will require some time to make yourself presentable before our departure?"
his other-worldly host asked.
"Uh...yeah. Thanks."
Boone sat up. "Sorry if I slapped your hand away."
Da'an nodded. "Did
you dream?"
"I dreamed that you
were my mom and that I was back in grade school." Boone chuckled
as he had a sudden, absurd vision of Da'an portraying his mother in a play.
Da'an actually looked pleased.
"Do you...dream?"
Boone risked the question.
"Not in any way which
could be compared to your own experience of dreaming," Da'an
responded as he stood up. "We are always aware on some level, however,
we do have flashes of insight and a drifting of consciousness which may
perhaps be compared to day-dreaming."
"I see..."
"Agent Sandoval and
I will await you in my audience chamber," Da'an said, before making
his way out of the room.
With both Boone and
Da'an out of town for the day, Lili found herself with a bit more free
time than she normally had. Yeah, she had things to take care of at the
office, but she didn't need to worry about shadowing Will around town...or
visiting Da'an.
Da'an.
Boone.
Lili sat down at Boone's
desk and laid her head on her crossed arms. What was she going to do? Here
she was, a member of the Liberation, assigned to keep an eye on their number
one mole and what did she go and do? She got involved - with a Taelon.
The very same Taelon she had kept telling Boone that he was getting too
involved with.
Now what? She couldn't
help but feel like a trap was closing around her. She truly liked and admired
William Boone. She even fantasized about them eventually getting together.
Problem was that now she also felt herself strongly drawn to Da'an... even
as Boone was.
What kind of bizarre triangle
was this? Man and Taelon. Taelon and woman. Woman and man. When Boone
was away somewhere with Da'an, she didn't even know which one to be jealous
of anymore. If her own relationship with the Companion bothered Boone,
he never let on that it did. All she knew, was that the situation was eventually
going to lead to problems...BIG problems.
It was almost too much
to contemplate. With a sigh, Lili stood up and smoothed out her sleeves.
She was basically caught up with her paperwork. Perhaps it was time to
attend to her other job...
Less than an hour later,
she waltzed into Liberation H.Q.
Augur and Sahjit Jinnah
were at a table in the corner having a heated conversation. They usually
did, when they were discussing the best way to set up a new program. She
approached them and cleared her throat, instantly drawing Augur's undivided
attention.
"Lili. I wasn't expecting
to see you so soon," the computer genius grinned.
"Well, while the cat's
away, and all that...." she smirked. "What are you two working
on?"
"A program for deciphering
Eunoia," Sahjit excitedly replied. "Doors wants us to be able
to translate it ourselves, rather than relying on Boone."
"And why is that?"
Lili looked as perturbed as she felt. "Is Doors planning on giving
him the hidey-ho?"
"Lili, we both know
that Boone is getting too close to Da'an. There may come a time when we
can no longer trust him," Augur explained. "I mean, we don't
know exactly what his CVI might do to him. Just because the original motivational
imperative has been deactivated, doesn't mean that the implant can't slowly
re-engineer itself."
"So, you're saying
that Boone trusts Da'an because his CVI is attempting to modify his behavior?"
Lili's eyes narrowed. "Who came up with this theory?"
"Jonathan suggested
it," Sahjit answered quietly as Augur watched Lili with some concern.
"I suppose that you
two never stopped to think that perhaps Boone trusts Da'an because he IS
to be trusted? Just because he's a Taelon, doesn't mean that he doesn't
want what's right for us, as well as his own people." She waved her
finger at the two men. "He and Boone might just prove to be one of
our biggest assets - have you ever stopped to think about that?" Without
waiting for an answer, Lili turned and stormed off towards Doors' office,
leaving the two men to stare at each other in surprise.
"Lili defending Da'an?"
Sahjit said in a low tone. "I thought she hated the Taelon."
"So did I, but ever
since they crashed together, she seems to have revised her opinion of him."
Augur looked troubled. "She won't even tell ME why. All she's said
is that she misjudged him - that he risked his own life to save her's."
"Maybe she's right
about him," Sahjit responded. "If both she and Boone feel that
he can be trusted...I mean, Boone is a very good judge of character and
personally, I don't feel that he's being controlled by his implant. Doors
could be barking up the wrong tree."
"I don't know..."
was all that a very troubled-looking Augur could manage.
"That's quite enough,
Marquette!" Jonathan Doors slammed his hand down on his desk
top. "You seem to be forgetting that I call the shots around here.
Just who the hell do you think you're talking to?"
"You only call the
shots because you put up the cash for this operation. That does not mean
that you are the best choice as far as leading this organization goes,
nor does it mean that you're infallible." Lili stood her ground in
front of Doors' desk as the industrialist stood facing her on the other
side. "What's the matter? Boone been right too many times? Afraid
that someone is going to start thinking that he would be make a better
leader than you? Is that why you're trying to force him out?"
"How dare you!"
Doors was livid.
"How dare you? How
dare you make decisions like this without consulting with anyone else? This
is not a dictatorship, is it? Because...if it is, then all I can say is
that the Taelons are looking better all the time!"
Doors stared at her, aghast.
He seemed to have been struck speechless.
"If you keep Boone
out, then I stay "out" as well. Is that clear?" Without
waiting for a reply, Lili turned and stalked out of the office, slamming
the door behind her and making her way directly toward the exit. She didn't
so much as glance at Augur as she passed by him. She knew that every eye
was on her - and she really couldn't care less.
As she stepped into the
elevator, she saw Augur moving her way.
"Lili! Wait!"
he yelled as the doors began to close between them.
"Call me later,"
she ground out as the doors finished closing.
With an effort, Boone
forced his eyes open. It was past eleven pm. The hum of the shuttle engines
and the gentle rock they produced had been enough to begin lulling him
off to sleep. It had been a long day on just a few hours of sleep and he
was glad to be headed home. His bed had never seemed so inviting...
"Boone."
With a start, Boone sat
up straighter. He had been drifting off again. Turning to look at Da'an,
he was chagrined to see that the companion was blushing.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"I'm not sure why I feel so tired. I used to be able to go twice as
long before the urge to sleep overwhelmed me."
Da'an leaned slightly closer.
When he spoke, it was in his own language. "I fear that it is my own
fatigue which you feel, Boone, not your own.>"
It took Boone a moment
to translate the phrase, but as understanding washed over him, he nodded.
"<The bond?>" he asked in the same tongue.
Da'an nodded.
"<Why have you
not rested?>" Boone continued, curiosity getting the best of him.
"<I have much which
I must accomplish. Let us leave it at that.>" Da'an switched back
to english and raised his voice a bit. "We will take you directly
home, however, I wish you to be back in my presence by eleven tomorrow
morning."
"Not a problem."
Boone noticed Sandoval eying him curiously and stared him down before leaning
back in his chair and attempting to ignore the sensation of fatigue which
washed over him. What was Da'an up to? What was taking up so much of his
time that he could not rest? Here, surrounded by Sandoval and his assistant,
Lassiter, Boone had no hope of getting Da'an to open up, but tomorrow would
be a different story...
Only after the shuttle
had lifted off and he had taken a few steps toward his front door, did
Boone notice Lili waiting patiently for him on the stoop.
"What's wrong?"
he asked as he unlocked the door and stood back to let her enter.
Once the door was shut
behind them and the lights had been turned on, Lili spoke. "It's Doors,"
she huffed as she dropped onto the couch. "He's decided to keep you
out of the organization for a while."
"I knew it!" Boone's
jaw clenched as he flung his overnight bag into a corner. "Let's have
it - what's his reasoning?"
"He's trying to convince
people that your CVI is slowly gaining control of you, but I think we both
know that the real reason behind this is that he feels threatened by you.
You've gained a great deal of support in the movement lately and he's afraid
that you might take over."
Boone dropped onto the
couch next to her and wearily rubbed his face.
"If it's any consolation,
I told him that I knew what he was up to." Lili laid a hand on
Boone's arm. "I'm not going back until you are."
Boone covered Lili's hand
with his own. "I appreciate your support, but we cannot afford to
have us both out of the loop. You need to go back and keep an eye on things."
Lili quickly came to her
feet and faced him. "Forget it! I am not going to eat my words, Will!
Besides...we can probably get the information we need out of Augur and
Sanji."
Reaching up to take Lili's
hand, Boone guided her back to the couch next to him. "I'm glad that
you've begun to see things as I do, Lili, because I'm going to need for
you to handle things for a while..."
"I don't understand..."
"I'm needed in Ireland
for a while. Da'an's going to fill me in on the assignment, its duration
and when I'm leaving, tomorrow."
"Da'an is sending
you away? Now I'm really confused." Lili pulled her hand free and
smoothed back her hair. "Did you two have an argument or something?"
Boone smirked. "Far
from it. I believe that he's trying to protect me from something...or someone.
Anyway, I have to go along with it for now - I owe it to him to trust him
on this." Boone stood up and headed for the door as Lili followed.
"I'll fill you in at the office tomorrow when we get back from DC.
In the meantime, keep your ears open and see what you can figure out."
He swung the door open. "I'll see you at the office at a quarter to
eleven."
Lili nodded and turning,
headed for her car. She heard Boone's door close softly behind her.
A half hour later, Lili
exited her apartment's elevator to find Augur patiently waiting outside
her front door. He looked relieved to see her.
"I was beginning to
get worried..." he began.
"Augur, how did you
get in here?" Lili asked as she unlocked her door. At the wounded
look which crossed his face, she snapped, "Never mind! I should have
known better than to have asked!" She waved him in ahead of her.
As the lights were snapped
on, Augur took in his new surroundings. "Very nice! I believe that
we have compatible decorating styles..."
"Why are you here?"
She interrupted him, as she made her way into the kitchen.
Augur threw his coat down
on a chair before following behind her. "You KNOW why I'm here."
He moved close behind her as she poured herself some water. "I care
what happens to you..." he whispered near her ear.
Lili put the water down
and moved away. "Is there anything I can get you? A Beer? Some wine?"
"No. Nothing like
that..." Augur sighed. "Look, can we just sit down and talk?"
She sighed. "Come
on." Lili picked up her glass and led the way back to the small
living room, where she sat in the armchair.
Augur seated himself on
the small couch facing her. "Lili, why the big confrontation with
Doors?"
"Oh, for Pete's sake,
Augur! You know what he's up to!"
"Yes, I do. So does
about eighty percent of the people who work for him. Boone already has
a lot of support in the organization. Doors can't keep him out of the loop
forever - too many of his best people are all ready pressuring him to bring
him back." Augur leaned back on the couch. "But...you know all
this, so I ask again - Why the big scene? Why now?"
"It's just not right..." Lili
swished her water around in the glass and concentrated on it - anything
to keep from actually looking at Augur.
"Lili, why are you
suddenly defending Da'an? What is it that happened up on that mountain
that made you change your mind about him?"
Lili remained silent.
"I would really like
to know why you believe in the Taelon...why you suddenly believe Boone
to be correct about his approach to this 'situation'."
"Listen, one day I'll
try to explain it to you. I promise, but for right now..." She
ran a hand over her forehead as though perplexed. "...everything has
changed for me. It's hard to explain. Let's just say that I've seen who
Da'an is, and I just wish that more of us were like him. Augur, you have
to trust me. You have to help me - and Boone. While we're away, you'll
need to be our eyes and ears."
Augur nodded and stood
up. "Thank-you for that nice little non-explanation." He retrieved
his coat and slipped it on. "Don't worry, I'll keep you informed.
Just remember that you owe me the truth - when you're ready, that is."
"Don't worry, you'll
get it." Lili opened the door and let him pass by her into the hallway.
"Oh, and Augur?"
He looked back at her.
"Thanks."
With a nod and a lopsided
grin, he gave her a mock salute and moved away.
Boone was out on the
office balcony the next morning when Lili arrived.
"Are you ready to
go?" she asked as she moved to stand next to him. The day had started
out at cold and frosty, but was already showing a promise of being warm,
with the kind of blue, cloudless sky that lingered in your memory for days.
"Whenever you are,"
the Head of Security and Interspecies Relations answered. "Just do
me a favor - when we arrive, try to keep Sandoval busy. I really need to
talk to Da'an - alone."
"Consider it done."
"Greetings, Boone."
Da'an was at the audience room window, looking out over the gardens and
the shuttle area.
Boone had the distinct
impression that the American Companion had been there awaiting his shuttle's
arrival. As he approached, he scowled and became concerned.
"You still have not
rested." It was both a statement and an accusation.
Da'an glanced briefly at
him before returning his gaze to the virtual glass windows. "I have
spoken with Kha'rha. He and Siobhan Beckette are expecting you to arrive
before this day is over."
"So soon?"
"I require you to
leave today." Da'an finally turned his gaze toward his implant,
shocking Boone with his appearance. His true 'phosphorescent eyes' were
clearly visible behind the illusionary human ones.
Reacting without thinking,
Boone reached out and grasped both of the Companion's hands. "Da'an,
please...tell me why..." the words faded from his mind as he
was suddenly overcome with the sickening sensation of a powerful mind trying
to invade his most private thoughts. It wasn't Da'an...
It was Zo'or!
Zo'or was trying to break
down Da'an's defenses - trying to wrest his secrets from him!
A sudden fury overcame
Boone. Without being consciously aware of what he was doing, the implant
directed a flurry of pure malice towards the Taelon representative to the
United Nations.
Da'an sighed and staggered
against him, even as he felt Zo'or's startled - and terrified withdrawal.
For now, the assault had ceased and he could clearly feel his Companion's
relief.
"It would seem that
you are making progress in learning the use of Katya's gift," Da'an
quietly commented as he straightened up and moved slightly away from the
security chief.
"It was instinctual.
I really didn't have to think about it," the implant ground out. "I
was just...so angry at Zo'or..."
"And yet, we have
often discussed the drawbacks of such anger..."
"Well, let's not discuss
it now. I cannot undo what's already been done."
Without letting go of either
of Da'an's hands, Boone gently tugged him in the direction of his chair.
The Companion moved slowly, as though he might collapse, but he neither
protested, nor attempted to free himself from his implant's grip. Once
he had seated himself, Boone dropped one of his hands.
"How can the Synod allow
Zo'or to do this?" Boone spat, struggling to keep his anger from showing.
"The Synod ignores
my predicament. It is the general consensus in cases like this, that the
better Taelon will ultimately prevail." Da'an was feeling better and
his appearance showed it.
"I cannot believe
that they are willing to allow this...assault!"
"Among my people,
it would be considered a quarrel, rather than an assault. Yet, this matters
not, save that it is the reason why you must go," Da'an met his eyes.
"I cannot focus all my attention toward repelling Zo'or when I fear
for your safety."
"I understand now."
Boone shook his head. "You know, I don't really care whether Zo'or
is the Taelon representative to the U.N. or not. He acts more like a human
mafia Don than a Taelon and as far as I'm concerned, he really needs to
be recalled before he starts the race war to end them all!"
The companion nearly did
a double-take. "Let us hope that your prediction never comes to pass,"
he managed.
Boone let his breath out
slowly as he finally reined in his anger. "Are you sure that I should
leave? Perhaps it would be best to put up a united front. It worked
well enough just now. Zo'or recoiled from me as though he were being confronted
by a snake."
"Boone, this is my
battle. If I am not capable of facing Zo'or, then I am not fit to hold
this seat." Da'an gestured toward his chair. "I am fighting not
only for my position as American Companion, but for my very right to remain
a member of the commonality." Da'an blinked slowly as he met his friend's
eyes, evidently suppressing some strong emotion which Boone was not quite
able to 'read'. "Our sudden linkage surprised our adversary and gave
you the advantage, however, I fear that such an advantage may only be used
once. Whatever you may think of Zo'or, he is still far more powerful than
yourself in matters related to the commonality. I have little doubt that
he is capable of destroying your mind, should you challenge him on said
plane."
The tall red-head nodded.
"I see the bigger picture now. The Synod doubts you because of your
association with me."
Da'an didn't answer - He
didn't have to.
"Why is it that Kha'rha
is not being persecuted? He has a close relationship with Siobhan and his
protectorate. Why are you being singled out?"
"Kha'rha is much older
than myself. He has had the opportunity to forge many strong alliances
with powerful and influential Taelons."
"The more I learn
about your government, the more I realize how little it differs from my
own." Boone looked down. "I too am in a similar situation. The
Resistance has declared me persona non-grata because of our association."
Da'an squeezed his hand.
"Then, you have little to lose by leaving now."
"I suppose not, but
before I go, I suggest that you get some rest." He smiled gently
at his friend. "I'll stay with you."
"I thank-you for this
respite." With a sigh, Da'an reclined in his chair as an energy stream
descended.
Boone continued to hold
on to his hand and watched over him as the energy swirled about them both.
Lili sat up straighter
when she saw Boone heading toward her shuttle. She had returned to it forty
minutes ago, having run out of ways to distract Sandoval and had very nearly
fallen asleep.
"Boone, if I had known
you were going to be gone for nearly two hours, I would have brought along
a book," she began.
"Lili, I can't talk
right now, but there are a few things you need to know," Boone interrupted
her. When he saw that he had her attention, he continued. "Everything
can be summed up in one word. -Zo'or-. He's in the process of trying to
wrest Da'an's position away from him by uncovering those things which Da'an
has kept from the Synod."
"What?"
"He's assaulting Da'an
mentally, trying to break down his defenses and if he can use me against
him by commanding me or killing me, he will...Which is why I 'm leaving
for Ireland in the next few minutes."
"Without even stopping
home for your clothes?" Lili looked confused.
"Da'an wants me to
leave directly. There's really no telling what Zo'or is capable of and
Da'an would really rather not have me knocked off by his rival while I
was packing." Boone put his hands on his hips. "Lili, while I'm
gone, keep in touch with Augur. Let me know what you can...when you can."
"I will."
"And, Lili?"
"Don't worry. I'll
keep an eye on Da'an. Maybe even find some way to screw Zo'or over..."
"That's my Lili."
Boone saw Sandoval's assistant approaching. "Here comes Lassiter now.
Gotta go."
"Buzz me when you
get settled in."
Boone nodded and moved
off toward the other shuttle.
Siobhan Beckette greeted
Boone as soon as his shuttle touched down outside the Taelon Embassy in
Dublin.
"Good to be seeing
you again so soon, Commander, " Beckette said as she enthusiastically
shook his hand.
"As long as it's just
you and me, the name is Will."
"Will, then. Same
for you - call me Siobhan." She began leading him towards the embassy
entrance. "After we've met with Kha'rha, I'll take you downtown for
some clothing and essentials. Da'an informed us that you had no time to
pack."
"No I didn't. I'd
appreciate the shopping trip."
Neither talked after they
entered the Taelon edifice, but rather, made their way purposefully toward
the audience chamber at the upper level. Boone noted that the structure
was identical to the one in DC, which really wasn't surprising, considering
that the Taelons only seemed to be using two basic structural designs.
In locations where the weather could get cold, the structure was tall and
compact. In tropical areas, they were short and spread out. It all made
sense when you remembered that these structures were organic - alive. The
more compact embassies were marvels of heat conservation, while the low,
sprawling ones were amazing when it came to channeling cooling breezes.
Within a few minutes, the two
of them came upon the main audience chamber and waited respectfully near
the entrance.
They didn't have to wait
long.
"Please enter,"
came the melodic voice of Kha'rha.
They moved to stand before
him and both made the Taelon hand gesture, which was used for either greeting
or leave taking.
Kha'rha responded in kind
before surprising Boone by rising from his seat and approaching. He stopped
directly before the human Security Chief, which afforded Boone the chance
to get a good look at him.
The Irish Companion was
tall and more masculine in shape than any of the Taelons Boone had yet
met. His features, however, bore many of the familiar feminine characteristics
which Da'an exhibited. Kha'rha's brow ridge was highly arched over large,
luminescent blue eyes. He had pronounced cheekbones, an androgynous jaw
line, a small, upturned nose and full, sensuous lips. But more important
to Boone, than any of these features, was the look of understanding and
warmth which lit the Taelon's false face.
Kha'rha smiled and held
out his hand in the human gesture for greeting. "It pleases me to
have you here," he said in a voice which was lower pitched than Da'an's.
Boone took the offered
hand and shook it. "It pleases me to be of assistance," he replied.
He found himself liking Kha'rha already and had to remind himself that
he would have to be on his guard to prevent him from discovering that his
security consultant was not the 'typical implant'.
The Taelon released Boone's
hand and walked slowly around him, sizing him up. "Da'an...and Quo'on
himself, have recommended you to me, but this has not been necessary. I
have followed your progress as Da'an's favored implant and already know
that you are up to the task at hand." Kha'rha stopped before Boone
once more. "Siobhan herself has praised your handling of the Ma'el
incident and told me of your successful interactions with the locals."
Here the Companion smirked. "They are still telling stories of your
drinking contest with Tony."
Boone was amused by his
new-found notoriety, but decided to get down to business. "May I ask
what my current assignment entails?"
Kha'rha turned slightly
away. "This day is drawing to a close. I suggest that you allow Siobhan
to show you some of the local shops. After you've returned here and been
shown your quarters, we shall talk." He turned back toward Boone and
put a hand to his chest while holding his left hand, palm up.
Without further adieu,
Boone and Siobhan responded in kind and turning on their heels, left the
audience room.
Da'an leaned against
the armrests of his chair and composed himself. He was about to receive
a visit - one which he was actually looking forward to now that Boone was
safely away. He didn't have to wait long.
Zo'or entered the audience
chamber and approached the seated figure. He wore his customary look of
disdain and managed to give the American Companion a superior look, even
though Da'an's chair placed him in the superior position.
Da'an merely nodded, acknowledging
Zo'or's presence.
"I have need of one
of your implants," the U.N. representative stated.
"And why might that
be?" Da'an asked calmly.
"My position keeps
me busy. I have not the time to search out an appropriate implant of my
own."
"...And yet, I have
made the time to select and recruit my own implants, despite an equally
busy schedule." Da'an stood up and moved to stand before Zo'or. "I
understand that Quo'on has dictated that you might take another Companion's
implant for your own, should he possess more than one. I knew you would
come to me. You may therefore take Sandoval as your own."
"I require Boone."
Zo'or actually put his nose higher in the air.
"Him you may not have,"
Da'an replied firmly. "Nor will you win Quo'on's support in this."
"It would be best
for you, if you complied with my request. Already the rest of the Synod
looks upon your bond with the human and believes you to be tainted. Before
long, they will shun you...and then I will win your seat and both your
implants." Zo'or's grin was chilling.
"You do not make a
request, but a demand," Da'an spoke softly, but there was a hard look
on his face. He glared at his nemesis from the corners of his eyes. "If
I failed to honor the bond I myself initiated, then I truly would deserve
the Synod's censure."
Zo'or's smirk faded. "Where
is Boone?"
"His services have
already been requested by Kha'rha. I fear that he will be gone for as long
as you may require him." Da'an tilted his head in a taunting way.
The corners of the visiting
companion's mouth sagged. "I see...Very well, I will therefore accept
Sandoval. Have him meet me in the shuttle area." Without awaiting
a response, Zo'or turned and left the room.
Da'an opened a data stream,
causing Sandoval's image to appear before him.
Sandoval came to attention.
"Da'an?"
"Your presence is
required." Without waiting for his implant's reply, Da'an cut the
transmission. He slowly moved back toward his chair.
"But...Da'an!"
Sandoval actually attempted to protest his re-assignment. "I..."
The Taelon interrupted
him. "I believe your re-assignment shall be of short duration,"
he soothed. "but before you go, I have one more order which I wish
to give you. It is imperative that you follow it exactly."
"I will."
"You are to serve
Zo'or as you would serve me, however, if he should command you to do anything
which would endanger Commander Boone's life, you are not to actually carry
through with your assignment. You are to report to Quo'on secretly and
at the first opportunity. You will inform him of the command I have just
given you and then you will tell him what it is that Zo'or has ordered
you to do. Do you understand this?"
"I understand."
"What will you do
if Zo'or gives you contradicting orders?"
"I will honor your
orders above his. Da'an...how will you get by without any implants?"
"Lassiter and Marquette
shall assume the duties which you and Boone will be unable to perform during
this time. Somehow, we shall manage." Da'an nodded and blinked.
"You will be missed, Agent Sandoval."
"As will you."
Sandoval saluted and made his exit.
Boone finished arranging
his new clothing in a dresser which looked bizarrely out of place in the
embassy room which would be his home during his assignment's duration.
The room was on one of the mid-level floors and although it had no windows,
its ceiling glowed softly, providing the illusion of natural light.
"Are you ready?"
Siobhan appeared in the doorway. Her own room was located right next door
to Kha'ha's and Boone knew that it would be exactly the same as the one
he had last slept in at the DC embassy.
"All set," was
his reply as he closed the dresser and straightened up.
After making a few turns
and climbing a few curving ramps, they once again stood before the Irish
Companion.
"Please allow us some
time together," Kha'rha said after exchanging greetings with the implants.
With a nod, and a wink at Boone, Siobhan turned and left the room. Both
Taelon and man watched as she disappeared through the doorway.
Boone turned to notice
Kha'rha's eyes upon him. "She's quite a woman," he commented.
The Taelon smirked. "She
is quite a human being," he corrected, to Boone's chagrin. "Come,
let us sit by the window."
Once seated, he turned
towards Boone and began explaining the circumstances which had led him
to ask Da'an for permission to make use of his implant.
"We companions have
begun experimenting with an abbreviated form of the CVI which you possess,
" he began in a low voice. It allows us to experiment with selective
memory."
"Selective memory?"
Boone didn't like what he was hearing.
"A means by which
we may make use of human talents, freely given, without compromising our
security." The companion looked out the window at the glowing lights
of Dublin. "We have transported many volunteers to our base and ships
on the far side of the moon. There they provide information about the human
ability to adapt to working, living and reproducing in Taelon environments.
They have been treated well and actual medical experimentation has been
kept to a minimum."
"So, if everything
is so wonderful, what's the problem?" Boone asked, afraid of the answer
he would receive.
"Lately, some of those
volunteers returning to earth have been losing all long term memory."
Boone felt chilled. Without
any long term memory, humans were unable to remember even the simplest
things for more than three minutes...if that. A human with this kind of
disability was completely and utterly dependant upon others for his continued
existence. His life ended the day his memory was damaged. Such a person
had perfect memory of their life up until they were affected. After that,
he was doomed to live the same three minutes over and over for the rest
of their life.
"Are you telling me
that the new CVI's are causing this?"
"We are certain at
this point that all the affected humans have had their CVI's tampered with," Kha'rha
locked eyes with Boone. "Siobhan feels certain that the Liberation
is the source of this tampering. I fear that they are attempting to restore
the volunteer's memories so that they may expose our projects. You must
put a stop to this before the anger being directed towards us by the victim's
families escalates into violence."
"I'll need to know
the specifics of the research which was being carried out and how the volunteers
were recruited and transported."
"I will put all of
my resources at your disposal," Kha'rha replied as he stood up. "You
will assume your new duties in the morning. Siobhan will, of course, be
assisting you during your investigation. She will be able to fill you in
on some of the recent problems as well."
"In the morning, then."
Boone stood and made the Taelon leave-taking gesture before heading off
toward his room. It looked like he had gotten himself into situation which
would provide him with more information about the Taelon's secret agenda."
He would have to contact
Lili about this.
End of Part One