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What We Live For, chapter 2
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A man came in then following Casey. ”And this is my husband, Daniel Jarvin. Daniel, Kathryn Janeway. I told her she’d have a place to stay with us for the night.”
”Welcome. Good to meet you.” Daniel offered his hand, a friendly, if noticeably guarded, smile gracing his face.
”Likewise. I appreciate the hospitality.” She replied.
He nodded and Mariah showed Kathryn the rest of the way in. She and the family talked in the living area for an hour or so. Daniel excused himself to tuck his and Mariah’s son into bed.
”You’ve got a wonderful family.” Kathryn told her genuinely.
”Thanks, that’s always nice to hear.” Mariah replied with a little relief evident in her voice. That had Kathryn wondering if her new friend sometimes felt less than fully accepted because of her choice of life partner… Oh, she doubted there would be anything overt, but… from a sociological perspective, she knew that tolerance and acceptance weren’t the same thing, that there were degrees of both, and that, while tolerance was easy to will yourself towards, true acceptance of others different than yourself was considerably less so. Star Fleet officers usually had little trouble with that, experience, training, and the kind of temperament needed to do the job working as natural counters to any such tendencies, but she knew everyday Federation citizens didn’t always measure up to those same hight standards in day to day life. ”I have a friend who’ll know where to look for your sister.” Mariah went on. ”I’ll talk to him and see about getting you on your way in the morning.”
”I’m grateful, thank you.” Kathryn replied.
From there, they talked a while longer until Daniel came back in and they said their goodnights, Mariah showing Kathryn to a guestroom for the night.
Alone, Kathryn got undressed enough to sleep comfortably and went straight to bed, falling off to sleep without any problems.
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Some half hour later, Mariah Hanley came into her guest’s room. ”Kathryn? You still awake?” She asked softly.
Receiving no reply, she went over to her sleeping guest and, using a hypospray, injected her with a mild sedative to keep her blissfully asleep and unaware as she first took out a tricorder and scanned both Kathryn and her possessions, then, the device reading nothing of interest besides a standard Star Fleet issue comm badge and phaser (which she would have expected to find), went about searching through Kathryn’s pack and discarded clothes.
That done, she sighed. She’d found nothing.
She’d had to look…. Not that if this woman were a Federation spy, she’d have really expected to find anything incriminating either, but then this wasn’t the last of the precautions she and her fellow Maquis would take before letting Kathryn Janeway get any information about them that could compromise what they were trying to do. It did give her proof at least that Kathryn probably hadn’t been lying about being a Star Fleet captain. They could do a lot worse than recruiting one of those into their ranks, for any number of reasons.
Satisfied, she put Kathryn’s things back to rights and left.
Kathryn would wake the next morning none the wiser.
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to be continued
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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