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Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2004 20:08:11 -0500
Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW DS9 Nightmares MC-17 G/B Part 4/4
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Hey there everyone! :-D

(My name's Cat, I'm Charon's friend and LOVING this fic so it's a joy
to post it in her absence...<G> Enjoy!)



"My dear Doctor.  Julian."  Garak hated himself for what he was about
to do, but it was the only way he could think of that might make the
young human want to try just once more for their freedom . . . and
his life.  He knelt by the forceshield, and held his hand until it
was only a couple of inches from it.  "You say you love me, correct?"

	Julian's mouth trembled and his head moved slightly
forward.  "Do."  He said with all the conviction of a dying man, and
Garak frowned.

	"Then, if you die now, you'll never know if I can love you."

	"You don't."  Julian's whisper was hard to hear, and Garak
frowned, even as the others scowled at him, but no one made any move
to stop him.

	"Perhaps not now, but what about later?  If you allow that
woman to kill you, she may also have killed me."

	"No . . . Garak.  No die."  Julian swallowed.

	"If you don't get us out of here, Julian, that's exactly what
may happen.  If you love me, you'll pull what's left of yourself
together and get me out of here, and give us a chance."

	Julian sobbed convulsively, and he gazed at Garak's face,
then the button on the wall above him.  He gritted his teeth, panted
audibly through his nose, and prepared his unresponsive body for one
last try.  His entire being was focused on the button, and he pulled
his legs in until his knees met his chest.  His arms slid underneath
him until they too met at his chest, and his body shivered
uncontrollably as his breath was forced from him in wails of ever-
increasing volume.

	With all of his might, he pushed himself up, until his upper
body rose off the floor.  He fell against the wall, and with his body
pressed flat against the surface, slowly, inch by inch, he pulled
himself to a mostly standing position.  He swayed and almost fell,
but as he did, his hand brushed over the door mechanism, and the
forceshield went off.

	They rushed, en masse for him, but it was Garak into whose
arms he collapsed, and the Cardassian held onto him tightly.

	"Love . . . you."  Julian breathed, and didn't hear Sisko as
he bellowed for Ops to beam them into the infirmary.


%                                 %                                %

	"That was a dirty trick you pulled on Julian."  Kira said
quietly to Garak, as she, Dax, Miles, and Garak silently watched over
Julian's prone body as he lay encased in the medical bed.

	"I know."  He answered.  "But it worked."

	"It was still a dirty trick."  Miles said, his accent thick,
as it always was when he was upset.  "An if he e're wakes up, he's
goin' ta' wake up thinkin' there's a chance for the two o' you."

	"There isn't a chance though, is there, Garak?"  Dax asked,
and narrowed her eyes at him.

	"I'm going to say this once, and then the subject of our
relationship is to never be mentioned again, as it is no one's
business but ours."  Garak said seriously, and he looked up at
them.  "Doctor Bashir knows more about me than anyone ever will, and
despite that, the foolish young man still chooses to love me.  If any
of you were faced with such unconditional love, what would you do?"

	"That doesn't answer the question."  Miles frowned, but Dax
placed her hand gently on his arm, and shook her head.

	"Actually."  She said.  "It does.  Come on now, Kira, Miles.
Our duty shift starts in five."  She looked down at Garak, and placed
a hand on his shoulder.  "When he wakes up, if he does while we're
working, could you call Ops and let us know?"

	"Of course, Lieutenant."  He answered, and she, Kira, and
Miles left the infirmary.

	Garak looked down at the face that he had seen in every
conceivable expression, including the pale mask of near death, and
shivered inwardly.  That was the last expression he had ever wanted
to see on Julian's face, and if he had to tell the truth, the fear of
losing Julian had brought him to the one undeniable conclusion that
he couldn't lose the young human.

	Not now.

	Not then.

	Not ever.

	He leaned over the still comatose figure and stroked his hair
back.  "I answered them, my dear Julian."  He whispered.  "And now
you have to come back to me.  I think we need to renegotiate the
terms of our sleeping arrangements.  I find it rather insulting that
only one person in this whole affair gets to know the idiotic bliss
of being in love.  So, you'd better wake soon my dearest Julian, and
show me how to love you as much as you do me."

	He sat back and watched as Julian's beautiful, brown velvet
eyes opened, and focused on his face.  "Do . . ."  Julian licked his
lips, and swallowed.  "Do you mean that, Garak?"

	"Every word, my dear doctor."  Garak kissed the man's lips,
and Julian's bright, though tired smile warmed Garak's heart and
settled his suddenly nervous stomach.  "Every."  He kissed Julian's
lips.  "Last."  He kissed them again.  "Word."  He kissed them a
final time, and Julian's eyes drooped wearily.

	"I love you, Garak."  He said, and drifted off to sleep, both
of them assured that there would be no more nightmares for either of
them for a long time to come.


The End

(And thus concludes another one of Charon's *great* fics! ---as
pronounced by her *slightly* biased best friend. <VBEG>)






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