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Death in the Shadows</span></p>
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6</span></p>
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Stardate:
2446.02.06</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(USS
Illuminar - Holodeck 1 - FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin and CTO Ensign T’Mur- 2315)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The
shimmering of the transporter effect dissipated and T’Mur scanned their apartment with her eyes, noting that the door had been replaced, but the wall by the door still showed some evidence of the violence committed upon it.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">She
looked down into the face of the sedated Sienna and smiled. “Honey, we are home.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">She
carried Sienna into the bedroom and lay her on the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and tentatively reached out through their connection, trying to get a gauge on how she was really doing. T’Mur saw the logic in ordering the sedative, but she was not
certain of its necessity. Sienna is a great deal stronger than most give her credit for. Sometimes even herself. There was no doubt in her mind that Sienna had saved her earlier.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">She
put a hand on her cheek then followed it with a kiss. “I love you,” she whispered and then moved to stand up.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Sienna
made a soft sound as T’Mur pulled away from her, and tried to surface through the mild drugs that had dealt with the telepathic shock that had her shaking in sickbay. “T, don’t go.” Her words still slurred, “Tol’ me that you weren’t comin.” She blinked wearily,
coming up with energy enough to touch T’Mur’s hand for a brief moment.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“T’Mur
sat back down, then lay down and snuggled into Sienna. “I told you, I will always come for you. I will come back from the dead to protect you.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Not
allowed to die.” She spoke with a soft smile. “Sekal’s touch was gentle when we melded. I understand him better now than before. I think without the sedative, I’d’a fought him. I like that yours is not so gentle as it feels like you claiming me each time
and that was the only reason I didn’t want to with him. He was careful of our bond, I wonder why.” Even half asleep with slurred words she still was thinking. “Never expected it to be Quinna to attack me. I trusted her.” There was a hurt in her voice.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“It
was not Quinna,” T’Mur reminded her, knowing that she would have to remind her again. “Quinna did something she should not have done, or at least not without supervision. She was foolish, and we will talk with her about it. But not tonight.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">She
brushed the hair around Sienna’s ear with her finger. “And Sekal has a practice with a gentle entry into the mind meld. Mine does not always have to be so... forceful. But it is usually when we are in the grips of passion. My control may not be at his level
yet.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Like
when you are like that. Like knowing I’m yours.” She stumbled over the words, “Check on Kenna?” She couldn’t remember if she had told Operations that Kenna’s collar would keep her in the quarters, or should have.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Give
me a minute,” she said and rolled away from Sy. She went into the other room and looked in Kenna’s usual hiding spots. This time she was under the sofa. With a little coaxing she was able to get the cat out and picked her up. The siamese hissed slightly
as T’Mur picked her up. She was certain the cat did not appreciate her invasion of her territory. Then T’Mur brought Kenna into the bedroom and put her on the bed. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Someone
has come for a visit,” T’Mur said.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Sienna
held out her hand to Kenna and the cat stalked over to curl up atop Sienna’s chest and begin to groom her chin. This had Sienna laughing after a moment, which seemed both to offend Kenna and encourage her to greater grooming efforts. “Glad she is not lost.
She was my freshman biology project. I built ‘er from the dna up. She’s so smart.” Sienna scritched behind the cat’s ears in bemusement. Kenna stopped her grooming and glared at T’Mur, making it very clear that Sienna was /her/ being.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">T’Mur’s
eyes narrowed slightly and she said, “A little too smart.” She did not realize that the cat was genetically engineered. Sienna always found new ways to impress her. She may not be the best fighter, but she had genius level intelligence. And that was something
the Vulcan gave a higher value to. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As
she attempted to sit on the bed again, Kenna gave a territorial hissed and swiped her claws at T”Mur. “Looks like I’m being invited to leave. Kenna wants you all to herself.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Kenna
doesn’t get her wish in this case.” Sienna looked into Kenna’s eyes, “She is my mate. That does not mean that I stop being your person. The two can coexist.” Sienna put Kenna down on the opposite side of where T’Mur was. “Want both of you.” Kenna growled
in a low voice and jumped off the bed, her long fur bristling as she pranced away in disgust.</span></p>
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watched the cat walk away. She gave her tail a swish of dismissal as she left the room. “I know how she feels. I want you all to myself as well.” She lay back down and wrapped her arms around Sienna and pulled her mate into her tightly. The contact of
flesh on flesh activated their connection and T’Mur showed her how gently she could intertwine their minds, and within moments they shared a mind. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For
now it was just surface thoughts, and she could still see the fear of Quinna/Rito in her mind. It was going to take a while for her to get past that. To amuse Sienna she would send a series of pictures of them being together into her mind.</span></p>
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replied with changing the images slightly. Her responses were not even sexual, mostly about living their lives together, happily. ::Safe with you.:: She snuggled further into T’Mur’s body, relaxing completely so that she fell back to sleep. Indeed her mind
was scared of Rito, and it would take time for Sienna to calm and for the fear to fade. </span></p>
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could feel Sienna start to fall into a deeper sleep. She remembered something that they had talked about briefly, and before Sienna’s mind turned off she changed the image one more time, adding a child. A young girl with dark hair, black deep feeling eyes,
and Vulcan ears. The image was of the three of them hugging.</span></p>
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spread through their bond before Sienna was completely out.</span></p>
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none)</span></p>
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by Al Muir and Mel G)</span></p>
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