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WORF

"This has been, by far, the best week of my life."

"Your *life*?"

Jadzia nodded, " I just hate that it has to end."

I looked up into her beautiful crystal blue eyes, and I buried my hands in her thick hair, I loved it when she let it hang loose. Dax's bare body lied on top of me, we'd just said "hello" for the fifth, and last time this week. She would be leaving today. We'd rescued her and the rest of the crew from the planet in Cardassian Space, and today she would be beaming to Starbase 375.

"Do you think Captain Sisko would notice it if you did not beam over to the Starbase?"

"I think he might," she stroked my shoulders, I loved that too, "I have a feeling it won't be long now," she said, "Either we'll both be dead, or this war will end soon and we can get married."

"You are not very funny."

"Come on," she patted my chest, "We should get up I don't have much time."

In response I clamped my arms around her, pressing her closer to me, "I don't want you to leave."

"I don't want to leave either, but you know I have to. This is war, remember?"

"How can I forget?"

She stood and I gazed at her as she dressed. This woman was so beautiful, so strong, and I loved her. I could not bear to lose her, yet the odds of that escalated with each passing day. So many people were dying in this war, the Dominion destroyed more and more of our ships each day. One day, it could be her name on a casualty report. The chances of me dying were just as high, but I would gladly give my life if I knew it would save hers.

"Something wrong?" she asked as she zipped up her blue turtle neck.

I snapped out of my daze, "What?"

"You're staring at me."

"Oh, I apologize, I was just thinking..."

"You need to be getting dressed, unless you plan on lying around naked all day."

"I am sure you would like that."

Jadzia laughed, "It doesn't matter to me today, I'm leaving."

"I know."

She, now fully dressed, threw me my uniform, "Stop procrastinating, it isn't going to keep me here any longer."

Reluctantly I obeyed her. Dax walked around gathering her things and stuffing them in to her pack as I dressed. I watched as she brushed her long hair out of her face and clipped it neatly at the nape of her neck.

"Sit down, it's your turn," she ordered.. I sat on the bed once again and Jadzia kneeled behind me. Her hands may appear delicate, but they were heavy and strong. She brushed my hair back slowly, relishing in each stroke.

"I am going to miss you," I said quietly.

I could feel her binding my hair back with the string, "I'll miss you too," she whispered sadly.

We both stood and faced one another. My jacket was still open, and Dax zipped it for me. My arms encircled her body and I held her tightly against me, "You know, she began softly, "This could be the last time we see one another."

"I know."

"We should make it memorable."

Our lips instantly came together. Jadzia's fingers kneaded through my hair, and I pulled her body as close to mine as I possibly could. We moved around the room together, never letting our lips part for too long. We finally ended up in a corner, her back was to the wall, and I could feel her leg slowly moving up my own. I took my lips from hers and moved to the side of her face and to her neck, she giggled, "I feel like a teenager, sneaking around with my boyfriend, hoping my father doesn't catch us."

"Sssh," I placed my finger over her lips, and she bit it, bringing a smile to my face, "You have a tendency to talk to much."

"I think *you* don't talk enough," Jadzia roughly grabbed my behind, I was actually used to that type of thing from her, "And I'm still trying to figure out who told you to stop kissing me."

Our lips were locked once again. I thought we'd managed to exhaust all our passion over the past few days, but the way our lips hungrily moved, and the way our hands groped one another, I realized that was untrue. Our lips would be raw before this was over, but I did not care. This was incredible, my whole body was alive, and Dax was stroking my shoulders, which I love. This could not get any better--

"Sisko to Dax."

We both froze. I was startled by his interruption, and a wave of grief went through me, it was time for her to go. We released one another, but as she spoke to Sisko, my lips found their way to the spots on her neck again.

"Yes Captain?"

"We arrive at starbase 375 in five minutes."

"I'll meet you in the transporter room. Dax out."

I lifted my head to face her again, "Now that's what I call *really* bad timing," she said, "I have to go."

I engaged her in yet another kiss, but Jadzia did not allow it to last very long. We were both somewhat out of breath, she went back to her packing, and I remembered something I'd wanted to tell her.

"Jadzia..."

She looked up.

"There is just one more thing..."

"As long as it's not about the wedding," she said.

She would just have to be upset, "When we exchange our vows, you must remember to present you dagh' tang to General Martok, as a formal request for him to accept you into our house."

"But I don't want to join his house."

I must not have heard her correctly, "*What?*"

"I don't want to get caught up in all those blood feuds," she explained, "Every time a member of the house of Martok gets dishonored or killed, I'll have to drop whatever I'm doing and rush off on some quest for vengeance. It's boring, Worf."

This was outrageous, "I you refuse, it will be a grave dishonor!" I exclaimed, "General Martok will not understand, he--"

As I spoke, she crawled across the bed, wearing a used smile, "Worf, I'm joking."

I let out a sigh of relief and slight annoyance. Jadzia looped her arms around my neck, "So you will join our house?"

"Of course I will."

"I can see out lives together will not be easy."

"True," she agreed, "But they'll be fun."

There was something amazing about Jadzia, even when she was annoying me, she was incredibly beautiful, I think I love her more when she is getting on my nerves. She pressed herself close to me and we kissed one another again. I shifted my weight an eased her back onto the bed. She broke the kiss with a laugh, "I have to *go*, Worf."

My body loomed over hers, "You leave when *I* say you leave."

"Oh, is that right?"

I buried my face in her neck again, I knew she liked that, childlike giggles emanated from her, "You have a bruise..."

"Where?" she asked.

"On your neck," I touched the reddish purple mark, "It is rather obvious."

"You gave me a hickey?"

"I am sorry--"

"Don't be, it'll give me something to remember you by, at least for a few days," she sat up, "I *really* do have to go now."

I sighed, "I know."

Jadzia stood, and slung her pack over her shoulder, "Come to the transporter room with me?"

"I suppose I have to."

She smiled, "Yes, you do."

I rose to my feet and gave her one last kiss. It wasn't as powerful as the others, it was almost somber. We were both rather somber, sighing and purposely not making eye contact. Finally, I spoke up, "This may be the last time we speak, and I want you to know," I cupped her cheek in my hand, "That I love you."

Dax placed her hand over mine and her eyes closed for a moment, "We *will* speak again, I do plan on marrying you, you know. No Dominion war is going to take that from me."

I nodded.

"And I want you to know, that I love you," she face was turning red, which meant that tears probably weren't far off, "Come on, it's time to go."

JADZIA

"So much has happened since we last saw one another, I hardly know where to begin. Not long after you beamed over to starbase 375, our replacements beamed over. One of them was my son. I cannot explain how I felt when I saw him, waves of every emotion imaginable went through me, but mostly I felt guilty. This is and aspect of my life that I never shared with you, and I regret that. I regret so much, Jadzia, and all those regrets came into view when I saw Alexander. I do not know what I had been thinking, perhaps I was trying to act as if I did not even have a son. That is what Alexander said to me. He joined the military not long ago, and he did not know that I would be on the same ship he was being assigned to. Martok persuaded me to speak to him and try to build a relationship, as usual, I was avoiding any type of confrontation with the boy. It was not easy, however, I know that he needs me, and I need him just as much, perhaps more. He is going to stay in the military, and!

I agreed to teach him what he needs to know to become a warrior and stand beside him, and he will teach me to how be a father. It was be an overstatement to say that things are perfect between us, but they are much better. I son is very important to me, and I did not realize how much until now. I wish you were here to share this with me. As usual, I want you to take care of yourself, I miss you immensely."

I had just received a transmission from the Rotarran, it was a letter from Worf. It had been over a week since we'd seen one another. After reading it, I took out my padd and began composing my own.

~finis