Basically, we stumbled on it by accident.
At Chin'toka, our entire fleet was disabled
when the Breen engaged their energy-dampening weapon.
311 ships— Federation, Romulan and Klingon— all lost power.
But one didn't— a bird-of-prey
called the Ki'tang.
Why?
What was different about the Ki'tang?
We're not really sure.
The only thing
we can figure is that just prior
to the engagement their Chief Engineer
adjusted the tritium intermix to compensate
for a containment problem in the warp core.
I've ordered every ship in the Klingon fleet
to adjust its reactor the same way.
Our vessels are of a different design.
Can this technique be adapted
to protect them as well?
Unfortunately, no.
Your ships are still vulnerable, and so are ours.
I've sent everything we know
about the Breen weapon to the Romulan Ministry
of Science and to Starfleet Engineering
but realistically, it's going to take awhile
before they can figure out a way
to protect our ships.
Thank you, Mr. O'Brien.
Well, gentlemen, it seems as if the Klingon fleet
is the only thing that stands between us and the Dominion.
What have we come to?
By tomorrow, we'll have 1,500 Klingon vessels
ready for deployment.
With the Breen, the Cardassians and the Jem'Hadar
you're still outnumbered 20 to one.
I am aware of that, General.
Obviously, the Klingons can't go head-to-head with the Dominion
but they may be able to keep them distracted.
We'll operate in small battle groups
going in under cloak, engaging the enemy
and trying to provoke them into pursuit.
With any luck
they'll be able to keep the Dominion off-balance
and prevent them from launching an offensive.
For how long?
They can't keep them at bay forever.
No, they can't
but, fortunately, we're not the only ones
the Dominion has to contend with right now.
Damar's resistance movement.
What's left of them.
Half his troops were killed
in the assault on Rondac.
They may have failed to capture Rondac
but their attack sent a message to the Cardassian people.
If the rebels can show them
that they have a chance of succeeding
their support will grow.
Does the rebellion have a chance of succeeding?
Yes, but they have to adjust their tactics—
concentrate on small-scale, hit-and-run attacks, sabotaging
key facilities.
Damar's a by-the-book soldier.
Does he have any experience waging this kind of campaign?
No, he doesn't...
which is why we have to send him someone who does.
You want me to go behind enemy lines
and teach a bunch of Cardassians how to be resistance fighters?
I'm aware of the irony, but the tactics you used
to drive the Cardassians off Bajor
are exactly what the situation
calls for.
To work with Damar...
When he killed Ziyal, he murdered an innocent girl
that I considered a part of my family.
You're going to have to put your personal feelings aside.
Now, whether you like Damar or not
is irrelevant.
We need him.
The Dominion knows they have to stop his rebellion
before it spreads, and it's up to you
to see that they don't.
It's as simple as that.
Yes, sir.
I understand that Damar and his men went into hiding
after the attack on Rondac.
Any idea how to locate them?
I suggest you talk to Mr. Garak about that.
Garak?
He still has contacts
on Cardassia.
If I were you, I would ask him to join your team.
He might be useful.
Damar and Garak...
should be an interesting mission.
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Doctor, get to the point.
I need to borrow... a cup... of goo.
Excuse me?
Please?
I'll give it back.
You see, I need to study
your morphogenic matrix
so that I can synthesize organic tissue
that can change form
the way your cells do.
To use for organ replacement.
Exactly.
Well, can't you just...
oh... scan me, or something?
I need a sample.
It's for a good cause.
All right, Doctor.
Just a tad more.
Thank you.
I am going to want that back
as soon as Kira and I return from our mission.
Oh. You're going with her?
She thought I might be useful.
When do you leave?
As soon as Garak can locate Damar.
I am very concerned.
It's not like Solbor to disappear this way.
Please do whatever it takes to find him.
Yes, Eminence.
Well done.
I almost believed you myself.
How like a Cardassian
to find amusement in an old man's death.
You don't know how much I regret having to kill him.
He was going to expose us.
No one can be allowed to stand in our way.
Remember your place, Dukat.
I thought my place was in your bed.
That was before I knew who you were.
Adami...
I'm not the same man I was during the occupation.
The Pah-wraiths have changed me.
But they can't change what you did.
Do you really think I could
let myself be touched by a man
whose hands are stained with the blood of my people?
When we do release the Pah-wraiths
from the fire caves
your hands will be stained as well.
The Pah-wraiths will spare those
whom they find worthy.
The rest are of no consequence.
You've been
studying that for days.
Perhaps I could help.
The text of the Kosst Amojan is for my eyes alone.
Well, have you learned what we have to do
to release the Pah-wraiths?
Only that it's not a simple matter.
Leave me.
I've had enough of your distractions.
When is Gowron's ship
due to arrive?
In the morning.
Martok seems a little nervous about the ceremony.
Chancellor Gowron is traveling
all the way from Kronos
to induct him into the Order of Kahless.
I'd be nervous, too.
Come in.
Good news.
Garak was able to contact Damar.
He's provided us with his location
and has requested assistance as soon as possible.
So, with your permission, I'd like to depart
first thing tomorrow.
By all means.
Uh... there is one other thing.
Yes, Mr. Garak?
Damar expressed concern when I told him
that Colonel Kira would be leading this mission.
Well, if he wants to defeat the Dominion
he's going to have to put his personal feelings aside.
He's certainly willing
to do that.
He knows the value
of your skills.
Damar is concerned that his men
will see your uniform as an affront.
We Cardassians are a proud people.
Losing Bajor
to a ragtag band of terrorists—
no offense—
was a humiliation.
Simply put, taking on a Bajoran officer
as an advisor would undermine his authority.
Sorry, Colonel.
We'll have to find someone else
to head up the mission.
No... sir.
Colonel Kira is the best person for the job.
There's another way around this problem.
I don't know.
Do you really think it'll make
a difference to the Cardassians
that you've been given
a Starfleet commission?
You're still a Bajoran.
A Bajoran with the authority
to speak on behalf of the Federation.
You realize you're going to have to do something
about your uniform as well.
I was afraid you were going to say that.
Well?
It's a little drab.
This is how I appeared
when I worked for the Cardassians.
Ah, well, it should put them at ease, anyway.
I wonder
if Dr. Bashir could help us with that nose of yours?
I'm only willing to go so far.
Damar's men are just going to have to get used
to the idea of having me around.
Oh, they'll tolerate you to a point.
If I were you, I'd watch my back.
I'll see you in the morning.
You see the problem.
Our food supplies are running low.
We'll have to cut back on rations
until we can get ahold of some food replicators.
When I spoke to Garak, I told him to bring some.
Federation food replicators?
We are in no position to turn down help
no matter where it comes from.
Taking help from the Federation is bad enough
but having to take it from that Bajoran terrorist...
Kira Nerys has certain skills she's willing to teach us—
skills we need if we're going to defeat the Dominion.
I can't believe what I'm hearing.
When we were stationed on Terok Nor
you used to spend hours
telling me how much you despised her.
I did hate her.
That's a luxury I can no longer afford and neither can you.
I need your support in this, my friend.
General. Mr. Worf.
Welcome to Deep Space 9, Chancellor.
It's been too long, Captain.
You know Admiral Ross.
We met at Khitomer.
Admiral, of course.
Martok...
the man I came to honor.
The son of Mogh...
Chancellor.
They say you've made him part of your House.
That's true.
Then what is past is past.
If Martok considers you
his brother, that's all I need to know.
Come— I brought a barrel of the finest bloodwine
and it must be drunk tonight!
- The vintage— - 2309, I hope.
I guess we're not invited.
Anyway, I finally tracked her down to Quark's
and I asked her flat out
"Ezri, why are you avoiding me?"
She was just about to answer when I got called away.
I haven't noticed her avoiding you.
You sure you're not imagining things?
Our paths haven't crossed in days.
Well, it's a big station.
The truth is, you want to spend time with her
so it seems that she's never around.
There's something going on
and I'm going to find out what it is when she gets here.
I told her I'd like to discuss
the results of her last medical exam.
Isn't that unethical or something?
Well...
Is that Odo?
Part of him, anyway.
Oh, never mind.
I don't want to know.
Computer
begin a morphogenic enzyme analysis.
Hi.
Ezri.
Hi.
Um, you wanted to see me?
Yes. Come on in.
Well, um, it was good running into you.
I haven't seen you in days.
So...
You said something about my test results?
Of course.
Here it is.
You know, uh...
we never finished our conversation
the other day.
Our conversation?
Yes, at Quark's.
You were telling me, uh, why, uh, you were avoiding me.
Well, I guess now is as good a time as any.
Well, it goes back to when Worf and I
were held prisoner by the Breen.
We spent a lot of time together.
Naturally.
And you can imagine
that it would bring up all sorts of old feelings.
Sure.
And well, one thing led to another and...
Ezri, you don't have to say anymore.
But I want to.
No, really.
Um, I wish you both all the happiness
in the world.
Who?
You and Worf.
No, Julian, that's not...
Ezri, there's no need to explain.
No, you don't understand.
What I'm trying to tell you is that...
I'm in love...
Oh, my God.
What?
Julian, what's wrong?
I was running a scan on the sample you left me
when I noticed something... unusual.
Unusual in what way?
The disease that's killing your people...
you're infected.
My guess is you became infected
when you linked with the female shape-shifter.
Are you sure about this?
He doesn't have any symptoms.
So far, but from what I can tell
the virus is replicating quickly
and it may not be long before symptoms start to surface.
Well, we have to get you back to the station.
No. We have a mission to accomplish.
I intend to see it through.
Odo...
It's all right.
At this point, there's not much I can do
but I feel confident that's going to change.
What do you mean?
I'm running a series of tests
on the sample that you left me
and I've asked Starfleet Medical to send the results
from the tests they ran on you a few years ago.
By comparing the results
I might be able to figure out how this virus works
and that may well lead to a cure.
Thank you, Julian.
We should be crossing into Dominion space
in just a few minutes.
I'd better scan for enemy patrols.
What have you been keeping from me, my sweet?
What dark secrets?
Dukat!
Adami... help me.
You fool!
I can't see.
I warned you—
the text of the Kosst Amojan is for my eyes alone.
Today, we honor our brother Martok
in the manner... Kahless taught us.
I accept this honor
in the name of the House of Martok
and ask only to be allowed to continue to serve the Empire.
Martok!
We're next.
Martok! Martok! Martok!
You're kidding.
I wish I were.
Martok! Martok!
You have done well.
Thank you for the help, my friend.
It still stings.
That's what the bloodwine is for.
Congratulations, General.
Martok...
how does it feel to be the most famous warrior
in the Empire?
I am grateful for the opportunity to serve.
And you've served well
but you've borne the burden of this war
for a long time.
I do it gladly
and I'll keep on fighting until the victory is ours.
No, my friend.
I can't ask you to carry this weight forever.
It's time for me to take a more active role in this war.
As of today, I'm assuming
direct command of our forces.
Chancellor, I... I don't understand.
Are you unsatisfied with the way I have performed my duties?
Would I have given you the Star of Kahless
if I was not satisfied?
You should be happy you're a warrior again.
No more meetings, no more reports to file.
You'll be out there
savoring the heat of battle.
I envy you.
I intend to see an end to this war, and soon.
The Dominion will rue the day they heard my name!
No, I don't want to talk to Lieutenant Douglas.
I've already talked to Lieutenant Douglas.
I need a copy of these test results.
My patient's life is at stake.
I wish I could help
but as I said, the files you requested are classified.
Why would Odo's medical records be classified?
They are. That's all I know.
I want to talk to your supervising officer.
You did— Lieutenant Douglas.
Then I want to talk to her supervising officer, Ensign.
I'll patch you through
but he's going to tell you the same thing.
Commander Hilliard here.
Ah, Commander.
I was hoping you could, uh,
sort out this situation for me.
I realize that the files I requested are classified
but given the circumstances, I was hoping you would be able
to understand the need for some expediency.
Of course.
You wouldn't mind answering a few questions?
Um... of course not, if it's necessary.
Now, you've requested Security Chief Odo's medical records
from Stardate...
49419, sir.
And you state
that he has contracted the morphogenic virus
that's infected the Founders.
Correct.
How did he contract it?
Presumably when he linked with one of them, sir.
You're saying that he's been in contact with the enemy?
Yes, but not recently.
It happened over a year ago.
Now, I assume that you've done
your own scans of Odo over the years.
Of course.
Then why do you need ours?
To use as a point of comparison in hopes of finding a cure, sir.
A cure?
That's right.
Is there anything else, sir?
No. No, that pretty much covers it.
Good. So, um, when can I expect to receive
a copy of these files?
I'm afraid those files are classified.
But... I thought you just asked me
all these questions in order
to clear me to receive them.
No, no, you misunderstood.
I can't release those files
to anyone that doesn't have Sigma Nine Clearance.
Listen, I don't give a damn about Sigma Nine Clearance!
All I care about is finding a cure
for this disease!
I fail to see why you're so determined
to cure a disease that infects our enemy.
We're at war, Doctor.
The Founders have nothing to do with it.
Odo's life is at stake!
Odo, who by your own admission
has been known to consort with the enemy.
Sir, you have to understand the circumstances.
I don't care about the circumstances.
If you find a cure
there's a good chance it'll fall into Dominion hands.
That's a risk that Starfleet Medical is not willing to take.
Request for the files is denied.
Now, if I were you, I would drop this matter.
Otherwise, I'll have to refer it to Starfleet Security.
Sounds like a typical bureaucrat flexing his muscles.
No, it was more than that.
He practically accused me of being a traitor.
Made it sound like I was in league with the Dominion
just because I wanted to help Odo.
Maybe the attack on Starfleet Headquarters has him spooked.
You know, guys like Hilliard
are used to sitting behind their desks, not under them.
If only I could get ahold of that file.
Maybe the Captain can request it.
Well, does he have Sigma Nine Clearance, whatever that is?
For Odo's sake, we better hope so.
Welcome to the headquarters
of the Cardassian Liberation Front.
It's been a long time.
Yes, it has.
Did you bring the supplies we requested?
Food replicators
weapons...
I think you'll find everything you've asked for.
Excellent.
The Cardassian people
won't forget the Federation's generosity.
How nice.
And now that the formalities are over with
let's try to remember that our enemy
is the Dominion and not each other.
I don't need to be reminded who my enemies are.
A resistance organization is structured into cells—
autonomous groups of ten or 20 people.
That way, if anyone gets captured
their ability to compromise
the entire organization is limited.
They can't be forced to name names that they don't know.
The Obsidian Order worked the same way.
We have to decentralize
your operation.
Having all your men in one place is just too risky.
If we scatter our resources
we won't be able to defend ourselves
against a Dominion assault.
And if you stay in one place
they can wipe out
your entire resistance movement in one attack.
Smaller groups are safer.
They're harder to track down.
I'll have my men investigate possible locations
for other bases.
Good.
Now, Odo and Garak
have been looking over your intelligence reports
and they came up with a list of vulnerable facilities
for us to target.
The weapons depot on Adarak Prime
is protected by only a single garrison and there's
a weakness in their perimeter defenses.
A small group could infiltrate the compound and disable...
Adarak Prime is defended
by a Cardassian garrison.
That's correct.
You expect us to attack our own people?
If necessary, yes.
That's out of the question.
I agree.
We'll limit ourselves to targets defended
by the Jem'Hadar and the Breen.
Well, believe me, I understand how you feel.
During the occupation
I didn't want to attack any facility
that had a Bajoran working in it, but I did it
because they were collaborators.
They were working with the enemy.
We're not Bajorans.
We don't kill our own.
Well, then, you might as well just give up right now
because the minute that the Dominion realizes
that you will not attack your own people
they will station
a Cardassian at every base they have.
She's right.
The Founders won't hesitate to play your own people
against you.
Anyone who is not fighting with you
is fighting against you.
You were saying
the Adarak perimeter defenses are vulnerable.
Damar!
Not another word, Rusot.
Continue.
We would need to disable
the garrison's security protocols.
I believe that's where I step in.
I'd love to have seen Hilliard's face
when he realized Captain Sisko
had Sigma Nine Clearance.
So... is the file worth
all the trouble you had to go through?
There's more data here than I expected.
Starfleet Medical certainly were thorough.
Oh, by the way...
what happened with you and Ezri?
Don't ask.
Go on.
Actually, she got involved with Worf.
What?
She told you that?
Well, not in so many words.
Julian...
I had a drink with Worf the other day.
He told me that he and Ezri were just friends.
You must have misunderstood her.
I suppose it's possible.
I mean, she didn't exactly come out and say it.
Well, did you at least
find out why she's been avoiding you?
No.
That's odd.
What?
The dispersal pattern
in this resonance scan... I've seen it before.
What do you mean?
When I first came to the station
I had to familiarize myself with Odo's physiology.
Dr. Mora was kind enough to share his data with me.
This looks like the scan
he did when he first found Odo.
Are you sure?
There's a lot of numbers there.
I saw it with my own eyes not seven years ago.
Huh. You really are
genetically enhanced, aren't you?
According to the date
this scan was done when Odo was at Starfleet Medical.
Two different scans can't have
exactly the same dispersal patterns?
It's impossible.
Someone took Dr. Mora's results and built up
a phony medical workup around them.
This isn't Odo's file.
They sent a fake.
Oh, I can't believe Starfleet Medical
would actually make up a fake file
just to throw you off.
You're right.
It isn't something Starfleet Medical would do.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Section 31.
An organization that's prepared
to do whatever it takes to "protect" the Federation
wouldn't even blink at doing something like this.
They don't want me to find a cure.
They're afraid the Founders will get hold of it.
And to keep that from happening...
they're willing to let Odo die.
First he gives me a medal, then he takes over my command.
It makes no sense.
Our people have come to see you
as a savior of the Empire.
That is something Gowron cannot tolerate.
He wants to be its savior.
What's he afraid of?
That I'm going to challenge his position?
I have no interest in politics.
I'm a soldier.
By the hand of Kahless...
I've earned
my position.
I've risen through the ranks, fought countless battles
and what has he done?
Schemed and plotted his way to power.
His military experience is limited.
He is not half the tactician you are.
Many brave warriors have given their lives in this war.
Whatever Gowron's motives are, it is our duty to help him
defeat the Dominion.
We owe it to our fallen comrades.
I am honored to be part of your House.
Hmm...
Well...
I had better gather my things.
This office belongs to Gowron now.
How's the food?
Replicated.
Are you going to ask him or not?
I wouldn't recommend it.
It's a legitimate
question, Garak.
Maybe I just don't think
it's a proper subject for discussion
not if we're all supposed to be getting along.
Well, if you won't ask him, I will.
Odo.
When you were the Head of Security on Terok Nor
what did you think was going to happen
to the Bajoran prisoners you arrested?
You don't have to answer that.
Why not?
It's a legitimate question.
Only if you want to provoke an argument.
Just as I said.
I expected
that my prisoners would be dealt with justly...
but I soon came to realize
that Cardassians have little interest in justice.
Ah.
Well, then, why didn't you resign in protest?
What are you getting at?
Nerys, don't.
I believe you've struck a nerve.
Apparently, Commander Kira doesn't like to be reminded
that her lover collaborated
with her enemies.
Odo wasn't a collaborator.
I suppose that depends on your definition
of collaborator.
Nerys...
it isn't worth it.
Odo's right, Commander.
I guess we have a difference of opinion.
You don't know how lucky you are.
Oh? Why is that?
She would have killed you.
I only wish she had tried.
Well, I'm glad we're in agreement.
If you want to knock over some supplies, be my guest.
You did the right thing, Nerys.
The Dominion is our enemy
not Rusot.
I don't need you to remind me of that!
Oh...
I'm sorry. I'm...
I'm sorry.
It's just, uh...
it's just so hot in here.
Well...
the Cardassians do love the heat.
I don't.
I'm going to go see if I can find a cooling unit.
I'll come with you.
It's all right.
I promise I won't hit anyone.
I'll hold you to that.
Now, you're not going to believe this.
Believe what?
Damar actually had a cooling unit waiting for us.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I was just worried
that you might have had another run-in with Rusot.
Don't worry.
I'm going to keep a cool head.
Assuming, of course, I can get this thing to work.
Adami...
are you there?
I'm here.
I spoke with the doctor.
She says she can find nothing wrong with your eyes.
Then she's incompetent.
A Cardassian doctor would have cured me by now.
You still don't understand, do you?
The Pah-wraiths have taken your sight
in punishment for your arrogance.
Only they can give it back to you.
I meant them no disrespect.
I only wanted to study the book
to see if I could help you learn how to release them.
You wanted to see if you could do it without me.
Well, you can't.
Pray with me, Adami.
Help me earn the Pah-wraiths' forgiveness.
I'm afraid you'll have to do that on your own.
Door.
Deputy Bodan will show you out.
"Show me out..." I don't understand.
Well, you need a lesson in humility.
I'm going to see that you get it.
By putting me out on the street?
You'll find the Bajoran people are very kind.
A blind beggar will elicit
their sympathies, I'm certain
and with any luck, you'll earn enough to eat, and perhaps
even enough for shelter each night.
You're not...
you're not serious?
You may return
when you've proven yourself worthy
and your sight has been restored.
Bodan.
Adami, lis...
Adami...
Adami, listen to me, please!
Adami!
You see?
Enter.
Come in, come in.
I've been studying the strategic situation.
I want to share my thoughts with you.
Of course.
Come.
The Dominion is deploying
its fleet in preparation for a final offensive.
They're destroying our ships one by one.
We must hold the line until the Federation
and Romulan fleets become operational again.
No, don't you see?
That's exactly what the enemy is expecting.
The time to act is now.
What are you proposing, Chancellor?
We're going on the offensive.
Starting tomorrow, I'm sending sorties
deep into enemy territory
to strike at the very heart of the Dominion.
But we are barely holding the line as it is.
We need every ship we have to defend the border.
What's wrong with you two?
Don't you understand? We must seize the day!
We are outnumbered 20 to one.
What of it?
The element of surprise will be on our side.
Chancellor, in my opinion...
Did I ask your opinion?
Trust me, my friends.
I can see it all so clearly.
While our allies sit and do nothing
the Klingon Empire will score the final triumph
over the Dominion.
We'll be the saviors of the Alpha Quadrant.
The glory will be ours...
and ours alone.
I don't know, Julian.
If Section 31 is involved with this
maybe we should tell the Captain.
We've been over this, Miles.
If we tell him, he'll have to report it to Starfleet Command.
31 will certainly get wind of it
and once they realize we've figured out the files are fake
they'll take steps to make sure we don't find a cure.
Hmm. I see your point.
What steps do you think they might take?
Believe me, we don't want to find out.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
Is that coffee?
I figured you were probably working on a way to help Odo.
I thought... this is the least I can do.
How did you know Odo was ill?
I hear things.
Yeah, well, keep it under your hat, will you?
Why?
Just do it.
All right.
All right, do you still want the coffee?
Odo would be touched if he knew you were doing this.
You're not going to tell him, are you?
It'll be our little secret.
Good luck.
Here you go.
Hang on, hang on.
I'm... just trying to figure out when Odo became infected.
I analyzed the sample he left
and mapped out the life cycle of the virus
and programmed the computer to calculate just how long it took
for the virus to reach its present level
of concentration.
Well, that makes sense.
Well, according to that
he was infected over two years ago?
More than that.
I just don't understand.
I assumed he became infected
when he linked with the female shape-shifter.
But if it happened that long ago
how come he's never shown any symptoms before?
Good question.
Got it.
Stardate 49419.
Almost three years ago.
Wait a minute.
49419...
That's the day that Odo was at Starfleet Medical.
Are you sure?
Yes.
My God, no wonder Hilliard wouldn't let me see the file.
Section 31 must have created the virus, infected Odo
and then used him as a carrier.
So that when he linked with another changeling
he'd pass it on.
Eventually, the entire race would be infected.
31 isn't just trying to stop us from finding a cure.
They're trying to cover up the fact
that they set out to commit genocide.
Well, if they gave Odo this disease
then they must have a cure.
We have to find a way
to get our hands on that cure.
Huh... before 31 gets their hands on us.
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