Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.pas.earthlink.net!elnk-nf2-pas!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newshub.sdsu.edu!postnews.google.com!z14g2000cwz.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "Mareel" Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative Subject: NEW ENT: Still Waiting 1/1 [G] (A/R) Date: 18 Jan 2005 16:56:53 -0800 Organization: http://groups.google.com Lines: 48 Message-ID: <1106096213.668813.210330@z14g2000cwz.googlegroups.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: 4.243.57.209 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" X-Trace: posting.google.com 1106096230 9759 127.0.0.1 (19 Jan 2005 00:57:10 GMT) X-Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 00:57:10 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: z14g2000cwz.googlegroups.com; posting-host=4.243.57.209; posting-account=1x8S4AwAAAAsIaIc_cTPVeKx9cxFO3lH Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative:161981 X-Received-Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 16:57:11 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: Still Waiting Author: Mareel Contact: Mareel@earthlink.net Author's URL: www.geocities.com/bdebpr Series: Enterprise Rating: G Status: Complete Codes: Drabble, A/R Archive: Permission to archive granted to ASC*, EntSTCommunity, Others welcome, please ask. Disclaimer: Of course they belong to Paramount, or more likely, to themselves Spoilers: Azati Prime Summary: Waiting and hoping are the whole of life.* Author's Notes: This should be considered part 6 of my Refuge series of Season 3 fic (sequel to The Hawks of Morning), though it stands on its own. *Quote in summary is from Gian Carlo Menotti. *** Still Waiting I waited for him... to explain to me why he had to be the one to go, to fly the one-way mission, the one to sacrifice himself... to tell me why he couldn't ask anyone else to die, why he couldn't let anyone else make the sacrifice he planned to make... to ask me to look after Porthos, and to make sure Enterprise made it safely home... to take a last glance around our quarters, see our bed still rumpled... to touch my cheek and kiss me goodbye and tell me he loved me one last time. ... Was he hoping...? *** Finis NewMessage: