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2372-2374; "Keith's Story"

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Apr. 14th, 2006 | 10:15 pm
posted by: colleenodonnell in en_fanfic

This is a fanfic about Keith's past, and what led up to his parents' deaths, and Section 31's actions against him.

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from: colleenodonnell
date: Apr. 15th, 2006 02:29 am (UTC)

He hugged her back as she squeezed him close to her, and kissed his little head. She projected nothing but good emotions to the little boy, and he was doing the same. Valo beamed as he saw his wife so happy. She had been miserable these last two weeks, especially when she first saw him after she was admitted to StarMed. He had been so upset and worried for her when he heard what happened, and so disturbed (even though he tried not to show it) when he first saw her injured in the hospital, that she projected nothing but guilt. He couldn’t pick up on her emotions—only her transmitted thoughts, through their mental link. But he knew she was feeling guilty simply from the look on her face, and had wondered why.

She held Keith, and Valo reached down to kiss her.
“He was a very good boy,” he said when they were done. “He missed you a lot, though.”

“I missed him a lot too,” she said, looking at her son. “But I’m very happy I’m going home now, Keith. I love you so very much.”

“I love you too,” Keith said with a smile. He was so happy to see his Mommy happy. She didn’t look hurt to him.

That night, when Keith went to sleep, Reila and Valo sat on their couch in their quarters. Valo wasn’t going to force his wife to talk about what had happened, or explain why she couldn’t tell him certain things. He was just happy to have her home, finally. But Reila felt she owed him an explanation. And hoped to Gods she didn’t end up endangering him by telling him.

“Valo…we need to talk.”

He was silent, but listening.

“My last mission wasn’t a very easy one.”

“I know,” he said softly.

“There are some things you don’t know.”

“It’s classified, and I don’t have clearance. I understand.”

“The thing is…it’s not classified under any Starfleet directive. This is different.”

Once more he was silent.

“I was overseeing the safety of Betazed. The Dominion ground troops attacked. We lost. That’s what you heard on the public news.”

“Your name was on the headlines. Reila…you know you were assumed to be…” He couldn’t even bring himself to say the word. “I knew nothing for *forty-eight hours*, Reila. Do you have any idea what that was like?” he was nearly whispering. “It was the first time…” it was difficult for him to tell her this, and he cleared his throat. “It was the first time Keith ever saw me cry.”

She stared at him. He didn’t have a clue what real danger she was in. He didn’t have a clue what real danger Betazed was in. And it killed her to see him that devastated, and to feel his projected emotions at that moment.

She chose to take a stand, and it might have just cost the Federation the entire Betazed homeworld. Admiral Demley had assured her during the debriefing that it was not the reason the Dominion captured Betazed, and that her actions might just have bought the world a few more hours. If they had allowed Section 31 to continue with their plan, they might just have lost one million citizens of the planet. They would have gained quite a lot of information on the Dominion, and saved a database of Betazed Intelligence information, but those million people would have perished. What was more important, in the long run? Information, or lives?

“Valo…I’m so sorry. If they would have let me contact you, I would have…I wanted to so badly. You have to believe me. But more was going on that what you think.”

“What? What was going on that was more important?” He was getting angry now. All this secrecy. All this talk of ‘security clearance.’ How was that more important than family? He had nearly lost his wife to the Dominion. Right now, nothing seemed more important than family.

“What I’m about to tell you is classified. Not under Starfleet directives…well, not really. But if anyone finds out you know…we might not survive to see the next day.”

He swallowed. “I’m not going to tell anyone.”

She nodded. She believed him. He was angry, but mostly he was scared for her, and she knew he would never compromise their safety. She took a deep breath, and began to tell him everything.

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