Chapter 3 - Where The Light Is

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Commander Greydon sits in her office poring over her notes, and decides to take a break. Ananda scrolls through her appointment schedule for the day and is relieved at finding a light work load. Trying of make sense of her current predicament has brought up feelings unfamiliar to her - rage, fear, and powerlessness.

After clearing her calendar, Ananda decides to take some time for herself in a Holosuite.

When she arrives, she stops at the arch to insert her memory cube. A beautiful traditional Japanese house, Zen Garden and pond, materializes before her eyes.

She removes her shoes, and walks solemnly along a stone path until she reaches a smooth flat rock near the water's edge

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She removes her shoes, and walks solemnly along a stone path until she reaches a smooth flat rock near the water's edge. Ananda spreads out a tatami mat and dangles her feet in the water. She pulls her legs into lotus and takes several cleansing breaths as she allows the gentle trickle of water rushing past lull her into meditation. With her eyes closed, she visualizes several calm, peaceful images: A beautiful purple butterfly in flight. Moonrise over the San Francisco Bay. Her cat Be-Bop, asleep curled up on her lap as she gently strokes behind her ears.
   Ananda smiles as she purses her lips to exhale. When she inhales, the images drifting through her mind become unfamiliar. She has visions of herself comforting a fussy infant in its crib. A hand smoothes up and down her arm. Fingers gently caress her cheek. She nuzzles the fingers, and instinctively leans back, enfolded by two strong, lithe arms. A rich and familiar voice speaks her name. It's Khan.

Ananda's breath catches in her throat. She pulls up her legs and buries her face into her knees — her body wracked with sobs. "NO! Please...! no..." She rocks herself and wails. She screams angry curses at Admiral Marcus. At Khan. And, at herself.
Feeling she has no tears left, she dries her eyes with the heels of her hands and sits stock still as she collects herself. Staring blankly at the scenery around her, she pulls herself to her feet and heads for the Holosuite arch. Once at the doorway, she angrily rips the memory cube from the computer flings it across the Holosuite, and growls beneath her breath as she leaves.

After her unsatisfying Holosuite experience, Ananda seeks the counsel of her mentor and personal physician, Dr. Kay Sollodowski.

 Kay Sollodowski

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