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    What We Live For, chapter 2

    ”You said it, not me.” Kathryn replied.

    She shrugged. ”You might be right.” She admitted. ”I don’t think that’s going to change much of anyone’s minds though, so what are you going to do?”

    What indeed? Kathryn wondered to herself. ”I guess I’ll find out.” Was all she said. Privately, she had to admit that Mariah’s arguments had swayed her thinking to an extent. Not enough for her to agree with her perspective, but enough to shift her own perspective to a degree… which was more than Phoebe had been able to do in all their long debates on the matter. Phoebe acted on her feelings, where Kathryn knew that, for herself, while, yes, life in Star Fleet had taught her to rely on her instincts, in the end, she liked facts. Always had.

    Even instincts, she believed, were only facts when you got down to it. Millions of small pieces of information human beings take in that our minds and bodies process and make conclusions about somewhere on an unconscious level. Mariah seemed to be of a like mind on the matter, seeming to think in the same ways she herself did. Still, Mariah had also been right when she’d said that leaving, regardless of anything else, would be the better option. The trouble was, Phoebe probably wasn’t going to give her the option.

    Mariah laughed softly. ”You know? I think I’ve decided I like you, Kathryn Janeway. I think we could even get to be friends.”

    ”I’m game if you are.” Kathryn replied.

    ”Well, in that case, I’ll be friendly and remind you that you really should eat some of that stew before it goes cold on you.” Mariah offered, resting her chin on a hand propped up on the table by an elbow.

    ”When you’re right, you’re right.” Kathryn agreed, realizing again how hungry she was and eating some of her stew, closing her eyes as she took her first bite, and appreciating how good it was.

    ”Better than the replicated stuff, isn’t it?” Maria asked.

    ”I won’t argue the point.” Kathryn replied. ”Something tells me I wouldn’t win.”

    Mariah laughed. ”Now, see? With an attitude like that, you’d make a terrible Maquis.”

    Kathryn shook her head. ”That’s unfortunate.”

    ”Why?” Mariah asked.

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    1. Finding her sister might not be the only problem KATHRYN has ,seems like MARIAH is not being truthful about who she really is.Beware of strangers bearing gifts in the form of friendship.thanks

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