Title:  Blessed Trinity 
Author: Kim Riley a.k.a. MYSTIC 

Disclaimer: The characters belong to Paramount. Again 
since they are no longer using them I've decided to 
take our boys out of the `closet' and let them play 
and be happy. Enjoy. 

Summary:  In the MU Rom is a powerful Ferengi that 
wants revenge for his brother's death, but not in any 
typical manor. Having found an ancient scribed document
believed to be from the Prophets, the deity of the 
Rebels, and rouge Bajorans, he discovers that it leads 
him to a powerful item that will give him control over 
the Triad- the three people who will be the key to 
destroying his enemies…or so he thinks. 

Note:  The song "Through Heaven's eyes" is from the Prince
of Egypt soundtrack Also, some of you may not like the way
this story ends…

Rating: R for some language and a hint of sex 

Pairing: Chakotay/ Paris/ Bashir- Rom/Paris (All in the 
Mirror Universe) 

Feedback: Please! Mysticmcknight@hotmail.com


"Blessed Trinity" 


"Used and abused," was the phrase that Smiley had
coined, describing how most humans were treated and that
was why they acted the way they did. Julian had to agree to
this theory, for he surly was used and abused since he was
old enough to realize that was what it was…abuse. He had
only an inkling of his mother and father, but mostly there
had been no one there to look after him, only overseers,
and guards. He knew that it was only luck that he didn't
become noticed in his youth and dragged off to be a
pleasure boy, like Tom had been. Unlike Tom, who had been
born on Kearth…no, Earth, that's what Smiley said it was
called before the Alliance over took it. Tom was born on
Earth, and was raised to be a pleasure boy, and when his
services were lingering, he would have been tossed to the
breeding pens and then put down, like any other animal. 

Julian had been born on Earth, but he was a small
child when he and his parents were taken off world, and
three months later, he was taken from them and sent to a
quarry planet. He worked like other children, but since he
was small, he was the water boy, and looking back, realized
how grateful he should have been, for usually children too
small for their age were put down as `runts' of the litter.
He also realized that working in the dirty minds, always in
the shadows, no one took notice when he started to change
from an awkward boy into a man, one that some found very
appealing…evident by the Intendant's interest that led him
to this new path. 

He had escaped the mines for he wanted what most
did, freedom, but he, like most, couldn't stand people,
even his own, but there came to be one man that changed
that, enough to give him a purpose in life. He met Smiley,
who was the first person to be persistent in his belief
that Julian had something of value to offer, not only for
the cause, but the universe. Smiley helped him learn how to
fly, and with the older man's encouragement became one of
the best pilots around, or the best as he would tell
Smiley, since he knew it would irritate him, in a childish
loving way. He would follow that man anywhere, and did;
even when it was stupid, thus his last mission that led to
his being caught, and that led to his being taken by the
Intendant as her latest boy toy, that led to his blindness
at her hands, and almost dying as she pushed him into a
twenty foot pit, only to be saved by Chakotay; one of the
men he knew would always be with him forever. The other was
Tom. 

He sat curled up in strong arms, not feeling
afraid, even if he didn't see a thing, he knew deep inside
that he was not alone and never would be again. He
continued to examine his feelings as he and the other two
men were being taken back to their new home on Ferenginar,
with their new master Rom. Tom, via Chakotay's gift of
telepathy, told him all about the Key Stone and how Rom
believed that if he possessed the Triad, he would gain
power over his enemies. Strangely, Julian's response to
that was a soft laugh. The last thing he felt like was
striking out…and it hit him, he didn't feel any of the
things he had before all this `mysticism" as he put it,
occurred. Before he felt angry to the point of hate, and
fear to the point of desperation, and as he thought he
realized all his fear and anger were gone, replaced with
what he could only guess was joy and contentment, for he
had never experienced these emotions before, but it felt
good. 

He had changed, he knew it for a fact now, as he
shifted and laid his head on strong shoulders, and felt a
strong hand in his hair, and a delicate one on his arm. The
only way he could explain it was that he felt whole…and
that alone gave him the sense of power that he believed the
Triad had, that he was part of this trinity, and the
assuredness that nothing could separate them grew stronger
in his heart with each passing second.         

//What do you think Rom will have us do? //
Chakotay thought, expressing his concerns. 

//I think he'll try to use what he knows so far
about us to hurt his enemies; the only thing I can see that
will buy us time will be that he doesn't know what to do,
and he will most likely ask me for my advise, // Tom
replied. 

//What will you tell him?// Julian inquired easily. 

//Before I met you two, I would have handed him
whatever answers that he wanted over without question, but
now I know better. It's like the two of you…//

//Complete each other// both Chakotay and Julian
finished for the young blond. 

All three men silently smiled and laughed, not
wanting to bring any attention to them during their long
trip back to their Master's homeworld. 

//Why do you think the Triad exists?// Julian
asked, snuggling his body tighter into the strong embrace,
and intertwining his fingers with Tom's. 

//Well, at first I thought much like Rom did, that
it was a tool for destruction, but now I know better,// he
smiled. //None of us are killers, and it isn't what's in
our hearts to do. Though as to why the Prophets created the
Key Stone and why we were chosen to be apart of this, I can
not say. // 

//We need to go back to the beginning, // Chakotay
thought somberly. 

//Where would that be? // 

Julian closed his eyes, and let the thoughts flow
through him, //as we knew one another, we will know the way
to the steppingstone to the temple, where our paths will
fully be forged.// 

All three men smiled and nodded, for it was clear
to them, that this was the truth. With this knowledge to
comfort them, they all settled down to rest, for all three
were exhausted. 


*****************

Tom didn't have to wait long for Rom to come to
him like he predicted, for he heard his master's voice
calling his slave name trying to awaken him. He stirred and
looked up at Rom who looked annoyed. "How can I serve you,
master?" he asked with a slight yawn. 

"You can start by telling me all the three of you
can do, so I can star planning my next step," Rom snapped. 

"I can tell you no more than what you already
know, for all has not been revealed," Tom replied softly,
realizing that he didn't have to lie, for his words felt
very true indeed. Then a thought occurred to him as he
looked to the other two by his side that now stirred as
well. "The papers were only the first step. All things will
occur in threes, master. The next step is…" here he
faltered for he wasn't sure. 

A picture of a tiny barren world with three moons
appeared in both Tom and Julian's mind, coming from
Chakotay. //there is where we need to go,// he thought. 

"Trieste," Julian said, for he recognized the
place having done a short stay there as a child finishing
up it's last mine. "The three moons are called the Blessed
Trinity, for they rise and shine and do all as one," he
added. 

"What about this place," Rom demanded. 

"That is were we must go," Tom replied easily, for
it was slowly becoming clear that this was indeed where
they needed to go. //and why not have him take us there,
it's not like we could get there on our own?//

//If I could see, I could fly, but like this…// 

//All things have reason,// / Chakotay thought
with love as he hugged his night star, and caressing his
morning sun. 

//Did anyone tell you that you're pretty deep for
a mute beast,// Julian teased lovingly. 

//Till recently no one knew,// Chakotay thought
back, and not caring what Rom thought, leaned in and laid a
soft kiss on the soft golden cheek, and smiled seeing the
blush he caused to occur. 

Rom growled; "Stop that!  It would be wise if you
three remember you place and who your master is!"

"We have not forgotten," Tom replied humbly, for
it was true, they didn't forget the fact that by law, Rom
owned them, but he was no longer their master, for deep
within they all knew that position belonged to a higher
power. 

"Set course for Trieste," he shouted over his
shoulder. Then he reached down to retrieve the necklace
from around Julian's neck, and to his displeasure the item
would not budge. He leaned back, "hand it over," he
ordered. 

Julian felt the necklace around his neck, and in
his hands it would move, but he knew it was not going
anywhere. "I would, but it will not allow me to release it
from around my neck, not yet. I am sorry if this angers
you." A tiny part of him wanted to laugh for how humble he
sounded, for it was only a few days ago that Smiley called
him arrogant, and in fact he was, even for a man that
couldn't read or write his own name. 

Rom wasn't too happy about this, but he knew that
when dealing with alien technology, for that is what he
really believed this was, one needed to be patient. He gave
a stern look at his three humans, and then moved back to
his area, after making sure the guards secured the cargo
area where he kept them…safe. 

**************

The land was grey and barren, almost all signs of
life were gone from this once vibrant little world that is
till the Alliance sucked the soul out of it, like it did to
most of that it conquered. Rom did `t like leaving his
guard's behind, but, when Sapphire, and Julian insisted
that the magic would not work if they were there, that it
still may not work with him present, he drew the line at
the latter. He had gone to too much trouble to gain this
power; he wouldn't let it slip through his fingers by the
hand of some human. 

He followed the humans, Chief carrying Sapphire,
and Julian holding on to the big man for guidance; the
scene was almost laughable, watching them stumble their way
across the rocky barren land over several hills, till they
finally stopped. Julian pointed to his left, and the group
moved that way for a hour, then Sapphire pointed to another
direction and they traveled that way for another hour, and
finally Chief decided the final direction, and at the end
of that hour they came across a large pond, with three flat
boulders laying in an angle to each other, and Rom though
it was coincidental that there were stepping stones leading
to each of the boulders. He stopped at the edge of the
water and watched the three humans stumble across one set
of stones to the first boulder and placed Sapphire down;
then Chief led Julian to another before moving across to
the last one. 

Rom watched in silence as the three humans took
their place, and then Julian removed the Key Stone that was
now glowing and tossed it into the water in the center of
all the rock. "No!" Rom shouted, but he was being ignored.
He was about to move when a strong sudden wind started to
blow and he was kept at bay, and watched as things started
to happen out on the water. 

From the center in the once still pond, that now
rippled with life, a brilliant light sprang forth and
showered the three humans in their adjoining color,
Sapphire in blue, Chief in red, and Julian in green,
bathing them, lifting them up from their perch, embracing
them gently, like a mother holding a child. 

Then out from the center rose the Key Stone, the
source of the light, and all three humans reached out with
their right hands, palms open, fingers high and wide, and
from the center of their hand the light that bathed them
poured out back into the Key Stone and together their
energy overloaded the item and it exploded, sending
powerful waves of energy through out the area, forcing Rom
to the ground, but the three were unaffected. In its place
was another item, silver, in the shape of an hour glass,
but solid, and it glowed with white energy. 

Soon the three humans settled back down to their
perch upon the boulders, still entranced on the item in the
center, as the winds died down, and soon all that remained
was the strange item in the center, its light, and three
humans dazed, and unmoving. 

Rom pushed himself up and moved to a stepping
stone, and before he touched it, it sank. He then moved to
another, it too sank, and soon, all the stones in his reach
sank, indicating that he was not welcomed. This was
unacceptable; the power he sensed and saw was his, by all
rights, for he claimed the Key Stone. "He who possesses the
power of the Triad will hold the key to the universe around
them and all its wealth. It will lead you to the three that
when joined will hold the power to destroy one's enemies.
It is mine!" he shouted in fury. 

"No, it is not," the gentle voice of the blond
human replied, though his eyes remained closed, and his
body unmoving.  

"You only wish to use the Triad for evil gain,
that is not its purpose," the golden human added, unmoving
like the other. 

Rom felt his anger boil over and was ready to jump
into the pond, when he saw the large bronze human shift,
turn, and look at him. In that simple gesture, Rom felt his
soul freeze, as if he was faced with and endless eternity
as he looked into the deep brown eyes that now had him
captive. He could hear his heart beating, as the universe
became silent around him, and for the first time in a long
time he felt fear, as he was paralyzed and couldn't move. 

"You only fear what is in your own soul, Rom,"
Julian's soft accent voice stated. 

"Like those who oppress and use, you were used to
deliver the key to free our children," Tom added. 

Rom continued to be caught in the deep brown eyes,
falling, not sure what to do, his soul begging for release,
fearing death or other reprisals. Then in another instant,
it stopped being an endless pit, but the eyes of his
brother, who seemed to have a great deal of compassion,
which he had though was a weakness, but now started to
think other wise, and then another instant later, he was on
the ground shaking. 

By the time he was able to sit up, he saw the
large bronze human standing before him holding the blond in
his arms with the other standing next to him, all silent,
all before him. He looked them all over, and though they
physically looked the same, their presence was vastly
different. They no longer cowered, or feared, but stood
with ease, and a quite calm, that could be unnerving. 

"Your fate is still yours, chose wisely," the
blond said, more like himself. 

"Sapphire…"

"My name is Tom, as his given name is Chakotay. We
are no longer slaves, though we still serve, it is not you
that we call master. The Prophets have called and we have
answered." 

"We are the key to the salvation of all our
brothers and sisters, all those oppressed. Those who see
the light will be welcomed, those who attempt to keep in
the darkness will remain in it," Julian added. 

Then the three men moved passed him, leaving him
where he sat. "Where are you going?" he shouted. 

"Home," two voices replied, though no one looked
back. 

"How do you plan on getting out of here? No one on
my ship will help you?" he shouted again, as he got up and
tried to follow them, stumbling over the rocks, for his
anger was over taking his better senses. It took him a few
minutes to realize they were not heading back to his ship,
but another direction. Anger and curiosity pushed him to
follow as they continued to walk across the barren terrain.
He tried to use his communicator, but something in the area
was keeping it from working, but he was too determined to
find out what was going on to turn back to where his guards
were, for he might lose track of the humans, that too was
unacceptable. 

He followed them into a large cave, that he didn't
even know was there, and suddenly found himself surrounded
by a dozen humans with riffles pointing at him; they had
led him to a rebel base. 

************

"Julian!" a deep Irish brogue shouted. 

Julian turned his head in the direction of the
voice, "Smiley?"  When he felt a different pair of strong
arms around him, he knew it was no other. "It's good to be
home," he said, hugging the man back with great affection
that a child would give his father. 

The in charge of the rebels looked at the young
man and his smile faded, "Geesh man, what happened? Who are
these two?" 

"First, the blond is Tom, he was born on earth,
the second is Chakotay, he was born on Dorvan V, and yes he
was altered, but he is no danger to us; both are a blessing
that we all could use," Julian smiled easily, reaching his
hand out and touching the large man's arm and the other
man's back. "As for me, well, long story short, I got
caught, the Intendant had her way, I'm now blind, but I'm
free and ready to continue with the cause," he grinned. 

"Ah, Julian lad, how can you…" he couldn't ask,
seeing his best pilot blind, as well as a friend hurt was
just another blow to the soul. 

"Hey, there's more than one way to fight
oppression," Tom replied, seeing the depression in the
strange man's eyes. 

"I'm sorry;" Julian turned half way toward his new
founded loves, "Tom, Chakotay, this is Smiley O'Brien, in
charge of our little band of rebels."

"Pleasure," replied Tom who held his hand out to
shake the other human's hand, being it was `their' custom…a
human custom. 

Smiley shook Tom's hand easily then looked at the
formidable warrior and slowly reached out his hand, and
amazingly found the grip firm but gentle. "Pleasure," he
nodded. 

"Do you think we could get settled?" Julian asked,
"We are a bit tired." 

"Yes, of course. I'll have…"

"No, that's okay, we'll manage," Julian grinned. 

"What will you do with Rom?" 

Smiley looked at the blond, "Rom…the
Ferengi…that's…Rom?" 

"What of it?" Rom snapped, struggling against his
bonds. 

Smiley smirked, "Well, I think I can come up with
a few ideas," his dark grin spreading across his face. 

"You aren't going to hurt him, are you?" Tom
inquired. 

"Nah, just get some long overdue funding out of
him," Smiley replied. "But we can discuss this later. Come
on, let's get you settled," and led them farther into the
caverns, the Rebels latest home. 

*****

The tension and depression among the huddled humans was
heavy, as the three men sat quietly on the floor of the
lower chamber, where those to young or too old or hurt were
kept. Unlike the Alliance, life was valued, and no one was
turned away, even if it would be more practical. 

Though Smiley didn't send them here, this is where
the three came to hold up. They knew they were being
watched by the other suspicious Rebels, as they sat in the
center, and relaxed. Even Smiley was nerved by the fact
that Julian Bashir, the normal arrogant upstart was calm,
even seeming happy, though he was totally blind. He
couldn't understand the change, and was chalking it up to
the head injury. 

The hours passed and soon the three men were
forgotten as they had their hands full, having to overpower
the Ferengi's guard and confiscate the shuttle. Then there
was the arguing that arose over what they were going to do
next, and things were going no where fast. In seconds, the
heated discussion was about to break out into a fight when
a voice broke the silence, one unfamiliar and in song and
everything stopped. 

A single thread in a tapestry Though its color brightly
shine Can never see its purpose In the pattern of the grand
design

And the stone that sits on the very top Of the mountain's
mighty face Does it think it's more important Then the
stones that form the base

Smiley let go of the person he was about to hit
and moved along with others to the source of the singing,
and found he was looking down to the lower cavern and it
was Julian singing. Some of the older people had fashioned
some items and were using it to make sound…music, which he
sung too. The children danced in large circles, slow and
fast, changing on the beat and a smile truly crossed his
face, one long over due. 

So how can you see what your life is worth Or where your
value lies? You can never see through the eyes of man You
must look at your life

Look at your life through heaven's eyes. Lai-la-lai, Lai-
la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai Lai-
la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai


It was strange seeing the once arrogant young man
singing a song, much less one of such life, and when he
stood up, and moved among the children as if he could see,
whirling around the circle, smiling from ear to ear…glowing
it became clear that this was not the same man. Smiley
watched as life poured out of the golden young man into
those around him, and it spread faster than air through out
the cavern. From the corner of his eyes, Smiley saw the
other two men, were the ones making the makeshift
instruments, handing them out to the children and the
others. 

A lake of gold in the desert sand Is less than a cool
fresh spring And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy Is
greater than the richest king If a man loses everything he
owns Has he truly lost his worth? Or is it the beginning Or
a new brighter birth?

So how do you measure the worth of a man In wealth or
streanght or size? In how much he gained or how much he
gave? The answer will come The answer will come to him who
tries To look at his life through heaven's eyes 

And that's why we share all we have with you Though
there's little to be found When all you`ve got is nothing
There's lot to go around.

Amazingly, the people were clapping along;
humming, dancing, something Smiley had never seen his
people ever do, and it warmed him to the soul. It was then
that he realized that this spark of life was missing in
them, thought put out by the oppression, he saw it start to
burn brightly in everyone one around him, and along with it
hope… real hope. 


No life can escape being blown about by the winds of
change and that chance And though you never all the step
You must learn to join the dance You must lean to join the
dance Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-
lai, Lai-la-lai Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai, Lai-la-lai

So how do you judge what a man is worth By what he builds
or what he buys? You can never see with your eyes on earth
Look through heaven's eyes Look at your life Look at our
life Look at your life through heaven's eyes!

Everyone clapped in joy and shouted in glee when
the song ended, and Julian made his way safely back to Tom
and Chakotay. All three shared a loving smile, but in all
things there is always one that wants to work against the
magic of the moment. 

"You sound like priest," one of the older, thus
more bitter, human males spat. 

"You sound like someone in a lot of pain," Tom
replied lightly. 

"Don't pretend to think you understand me, just
because were the same race," he replied coolly, his
bitterness overtaking him. He moved from the shadows, his
short white hair, and wrinkled face showed him to be much
older than he was, and he stormed in front of the two new
comers and Bashir. "This is a war!"

"Yes, the battle to keep our humanity intact,"
Julian retorted easily with an understanding calming smile. 

"Look you little bastard," the man shouted and
started to grab for Julian, but found himself in the
clutches of the large bronze human, and when their eyes
locked, the man began to tremble, and then he broke down
into tears and sobbed. He was lowered to the ground, and
all three laid a comforting hand on his shoulders, as a few
of the other older men and woman did. It was the first
unselfish act of kindness that many witnessed in a long
time, and it didn't go unnoticed by anyone. 

"We are capable, but we have paralyzed ourselves
with our hate, and until we can lift the darkness from our
own eyes and find our own voice, we will forever be the
slaves, instead of the Prophets children, who should care
for this universe, not suffer in it anymore than anyone
else should. The first step is faith…in our future and that
the Prophets will deliver what they promised, freedom to
all our brothers and sisters, found in all the oppressed
races in the galaxy" 

"Julian, have you turned into Vedek?" Smiley
shouted down, a half smile on his face, hearing the
priestly words from his young friend. 

Julian laughed, "I only speak what I see as the
truth." 

"It is time to start uniting our people," Tom said
seriously. "We have all we need to win our freedom, but we
must start to take the steps toward that freedom, in the
light of day, not in the shadows of oppression. We are free
beings, and must live and die that way, for only that way
will we ever truly be free." 

The group applauded their approval of Tom's words. 

"And how do you suggest we do that?" Smiley asked,
his annoyance clear in his voice, for he had been trying to
do that for over a year now. 

Chakotay stood up and easily moved up the stone
ramp and stood before the in charge, and pointed to him,
then to the three, Tom, Julian and himself. Then closed his
eyes and rested his hand on over his heart, then over
O'Brien's. 

"You want us to follow you? With…faith?" 

The dark warrior nodded yes, and then smiled as he
gestured toward all the people looking at them with the
glow of true hope in their eyes. Then he looked back at
O'Brien. 

Smiley was still looking at the glowing eyes and
felt the spark of life was still there, no longer smothered
like it had been moments ago. //perhaps their right,// he
thought. "Well, it couldn't hurt," he said, and cheers,
claps, and other sounds of approval filled the cave. He
knew from that moment he agreed that nothing was ever going
to be the same again, and a tiny part of him couldn't wait
for the change. 

*************

This was the first time all three were alone,
really alone, with no concern of someone barging in on
them. The three men laid on the large bed, holding each
other, still dressed, and appeared to be in deep thought,
though they were in silent conversation. 

//I don't know both of you, but I feel…connected
and safe with you two, and I don't want it to end,       //
Tom thought as he snuggle down into Chakotay's strong
embrace, having grown very use to it very quickly. 

//I know what you mean,// Julia replied, as he too
snuggled deep into Chakotay's embrace. //this is all so
strange, yet I don't feel afraid or concerned, for I know
we're doing the right thing.//

//That's because we are,// Chakotay added, as he
placed a soft kiss on top of Julian's hair. He smiled again
seeing the light blush. 

//Have you never been loved before?// Tom inquired. 

Julian blushed deeper, //I've had sex, with some women, a
few I even consented too, but…no men; though that could
have changed had I not escaped when I did. You?// Julian
then felt uneasy for such a foolish question. 

Tom only laughed, //If I have learned anything as
in my last occupation is that love and sex are not the
same. I was blessed with a love, though only a short time,
for she was taken away,// his thoughts turned sad, as the
memory filled him. The briefest moment flowed between them
all, and then passed as Chakotay placed a tender kiss on
top of his head. Tom smiled a deep loving smile, //thank
you.// 

//I have never been with anyone.// 

Tom and Julian looked astonished at the large
gorgeous man that held them both so tightly in his arms.
//Never?// 

Chakotay shook his head no, //I was a very scrawny
kid growing up, and I was taken by the scientist when I was
fifteen; by the time I was…appealing, I was considered too
dangerous to play with. Plus, by then I though I was dead
inside, for I never felt what I feel now for anyone…when I
laid eyes on you, my beautiful angel, I felt my heart sing
for the first time,// he thought as he caressed Tom's
faced. Then he turned to Julian and caressed his face, //I
felt my soul soar when I saw my jewel of the night, and I
knew I was blessed when I held you both in my arms. I swore
then that I would love and protect you both with my life,
and I will.// 

Both young men were moved to tears by the deeply
sincere declaration of love by the older man, and they
moved as one to embrace him tightly. //I didn't want to
leave your arms either,//thought Tom as he laid a soft kiss
on Chakotay's lips, then laid his head on the strong smooth
chest. 

//I have not seen either of you as others may, but
what I do see is truly beautiful, and I feel the same, that
I don't want to be without you, and find the strongest
blessing is the inner knowledge that we will always be
together, even if we are not physically together.//

Tom sat up and looked at Julian with concern,
//why did you say that?// 

A wave of sorrow flowed from Chakotay, //because
our time in one another's arms is short at the moment, but
he is right, we will never be truly parted.// 

//I'm sorry, Tom, I just know that I am bound to
the DarManasha mines. Why, I don't know, I just know that's
where I'm going.//

//As I am to return to my home, Dorvan V and
gather my people.//

Tom laid back down, a tiny pout on his face, //As
I am to stay here and help this tiny band remain strong and
in one place till you both return. Plus I may even help Rom
see the error of his way and gain his help?// there was
silence for a moment, //how do we know to do this?//

//We know the same way we knew one another, as we
knew where to go to open the first gate to the temple to
the Prophets, we just do,// Chakotay thought lovingly. The
energy in his thoughts changed, //if this is our first and
last time alone with one another for a while, can we make
it special?//  

Tom giggled, and Julian blushed. //I think that
can be arranged, big man,// Tom teased. 

The little light that was in the room was
extinguished as the three men explored their new connection
and depth of emotion shared between each other to new
heights and intimacy, strengthening their bond even
further. None of the three were aware that the energy of
their love making was rippling through the area, and though
most didn't understand where the feelings originated, they
too felt loved, and a small portion of their torn and
battered souls found a little more healing that night. 

**************


In a large lavished meeting room, several dozen
Bajorans, Klingons, and Cardassians gathered, all furious
and shouting accusations at one another. 

"You were in charge of the DarManasha mines!" the
older Bajoran male shouted at a older Cardassian. 

"You let a group of pa-tak humans overtake the
facility! What kind of weak slug dun did you have working
there?" An older Klingon shouted. 

"Now wait one damn minute! How were we to know
that when we went to hang the blind human that all the
humans would rise up together? They never would have done
such a thing before. They didn't even care if they got shot
themselves, so long as nothing happened to the blind
one…their singing savior, Julian someone called him,"
TerKet, head of Cardassia snapped back. "Besides, we were
out numbered, what was your excuse for losing the Dorvan V
facility?" he accused back to G'ATann, head of the Klingon
council. 

"Those things were made to be warriors, and the
fact that they overcame their programming only means there
was a flaw in it," G'ATann retorted looking at Wynn,
Barrak. 

"The programming was not flawed, you were not able
to control them, and you must have inferred with their
training," Wynn growled. 

"We had everything under control that is, till
that reject Chief…Chakotay, as one referred to him. Even if
he couldn't say a word, some how his presence affected the
others, and they revolted and after trashing the facility
and all its records, leaving us back at square one, they up
and left, who knows where," G'ATann grumbled. 

"Some one must have an idea who these humans are
and what the hell is going on," Wynn growled again as he
took a sip of water to ease his throat. 

"I can give you a bit of insight," a female
Bajoran purred as she sashayed into the room, holding a
data rod in her hand. 

"Ah, Intendant," Wynn smiled with delight and some
lust as he stood to greet her. 

"Regent," he purred again as she kissed his cheek
suggestively, then leered at the other two men in the room
before taking a seat.  Julian Bashir, former slave…run
away, recaptured, blinded in an accident, and sold to Rom,
the Ferengi. Sapphire, birth name Tom, pleasure boy from
earth, paralyzed in a bit of rough sex, sold to Rom, the
Ferengi. Chief, birth name Chakotay, his accident was…no
accident. He was muted as a teen, seemed he had a big
mouth, and then altered in the Dorvan V program. But he
couldn't be forced to kill, so he was tossed into the
games, where he made the facility profit; that is till he
found out one of his opponents died at the hands of his
owner for losing the fight, and then he refused to fight.
Suddenly he starts to fight again, after being sold to…"
she laughed, "Rom, the Ferengi, who along with his fortune
as disappeared. He was last seen heading toward Trieste." 

"Why would he be heading to that waste land?"
TerKet inquired. 

Kira shifted in her seat, bringing her legs across
the arms of the chair, "I wouldn't know, but, we can go
take a look. There was another tidbit you might find
interesting," she purred, giving a `come get me' look to
the Regent. 

"And what is that?" Wynn inquired, his eyes
answering the siren's call. 

"Oh, just that Rom had suddenly come into
possession of these," he said as she pulled some papers
from her cleavage. She tossed them down on the table.
"Seems he was seeking out the Key Stone, and according to
the fool, who gave me these, said he found it, and the
Triad." 

Though Kira remained relaxed the rest of the room
grew seriously tense. "He has the Triad?" Wynn asked in a
hushed voice, a tinge of fear in it. 

"That's not possible! If he had this…this Triad,
I'm sure he would have made it know to us by now," TerKet
replied, though he too looked a bit uneasy. 

"Besides, the Triad is just a fable made up by the
humans…"

"Oh, no, gentlemen, it's no tale," she purred as
she sat up, dark seriousness in her eyes. "The little fool
spilled his guts, before spilling them latterly. Seems Rom
did find the Key Stone, and it led him to the first
piece…the blond paralyzed human. The second was the mute
mutant, the third," by now she was fuming, "was the blind
human. The same blind human that was the cause of your riot
and uprising at the mines a week ago, TerKet. Exactly what
powers this Triad has, they are still just humans! And as
such, need to be put down once and for all!" 

"Agreed," the three heads of the Alliance replied
as one. 

"Now we know who they are, I want them dead,"
Regent Wynn ordered. "If they can incite this kind of
reaction in only a short time, imagine what may occur if
given time. Spare no expense or man power; I want them dead
by the end of the week!" 

*****

Smiley sat in a tiny room set off to the side of the
cavern's the were now overflowing with people, able and
willing to fight; and thanks to Rom's sudden conversion
after Tom spoke with him, they had the funding to purchase
ships and weapons. 

"Are you sure this is going to work?" he asked the
blond who sat in a wheel chair made for him by some of the
people in the lower chamber, where they were once thought
of as useless…to the war effort, but know knew better. 

"Yes. They will find this place soon enough, and
if we take the station, we can move it to a new location
that we can fortify. Plus, with a base in space and on
ground, we will have a place to dig in, though we are no
match for a head on assault by the Alliance. I don't
condone violence, but I understand the need to fight for
survival, and this will give us the edge we need till we
can grow strong enough to expand."

Smiley laughed as if the thought was wonderful as
well as ridiculous, "and where would we go?" 

"Why back to Earth of course," Tom said easily,
"for it is our home, though were ever we place our heart
and soul will be our home too, we must set all the places
of our birth free, and remember where we came from and why
we fell in the first place so it doesn't happen again." 

Smiley considered the young blond man's words. "It
would be nice," then he looked out toward the large crowd
of people, human, Vulcan, Romulan, and other races that the
Alliance had oppressed. "It would be nice, but I don't see
how taking a station and moving it in orbit around here is
going to help things, but…so far you three have the inside
track, so…I'm with you." 

"You lack faith, Smiley," Julian said teasingly as
he walked in, his right hand out just slightly, tracing the
rocks as he walked with no help. He moved to the older
man's side and hugged him, and oddly enough Smiley hugged
him back, their friendship stronger than ever. "There is a
reason for all things, good and bad; we just can not always
see our part in the grand design of things." 

Tom smiled warmly, "You sound like Chakotay." 

This made Julian glow, "Thank you. Speaking of
which…we need to talk," he said a hint of seriousness in
his voice. 

"If you would excuse us please," Tom said softly
to O'Brien, as Julian picked him up, and moved easily, as
if with Tom in his arms he was freer to move. No one knew
of their bond, thought they were suspicious of it, since
they always seemed to know what the other was thinking, and
it was true, Tom was Julian's eyes as they moved. 

Soon Tom and Julian joined Chakotay in their room;
all three hugged and shared a short loving kiss. Then
Julian placed Tom down on the bed and sat next to him as
Chakotay joined them. 

//We are near the end of the second step,//
Chakotay thought as he pulled the two younger men to him
tightly, lovingly. 

The thought brought a mixture of emotions to
everyone's face. //The beginning was the gathering of the
Triad,// Tom said simply enough. 

//The second was the rising of the Triad,// Julian
followed. 

//The third will be the…fall.// Chakotay finished.  

All three gave a heavy sigh. //Seems good things
don't always last,// Tom joked, though there was little
laughter in his eyes. 

//Do not fear my Angle, we will always be
together,//Chakotay thought with much love. 

// Yes, we will always be together, whether in
this world or the next,// Julian added with conviction and
love as he held his loves to him. 

//So…what do we do?// Tom inquired with sadness
but acceptance. 

//What we always do; what we must when the time
comes. Till then, we love, we share our lives with those
around us, and we lead by example, and let the will of the
Prophets be done,// Chakotay replied. 

// It will be soon, won't it?// Tom asked. 

//Yes, the taking of Terok Nor will signal the
beginning of the end. But it will not be the end for our
people, no…it will be their beginning,// Chakotay replied. 

//I gave Smiley the plans for taking the station
just like you asked, Julian,// Tom thought, as he took his
other love's hand into his. //It makes sense, that I was
the beginning, you the middle, and Chakotay the end, even
if we were not found in that order.// 

//Our Chakotay is our streanght,// Julian sighed
as he hugged the big man, giving him a loving kiss. //I
love you both very much, and though I know you know this, I
wanted to say it…share it. I share your sadness Tom, that
something this wonderful has to end, but we are not doing
this for us, but for them, and with all things there is a
price, one that in our hearts we agreed to.// 

//I know and I will do what I must. I…// 

//Shhh, Angle. We know…we know,// Chakotay soothed
as he pulled both Tom and Julian to him some more and
started to love them both with all his heart and soul as if
it would be for the last time. Tomorrow they would aid in
the taking of Terok Nor, and it would be the beginning of
the end…for the Triad, which will be the beginning for
their people. 

*****************

The next day all went as planned in the overthrow
of the station, and soon the Rebels had the station moving
out of it's orbit to take its place as their guardian over
their land base, which was renamed Heaven's gate, since the
three men that professed their faith in the Prophets said
it was the stepping stone to the Celestial temple. 

Everyone celebrated with great joy that no one
took notice right away that they were missing three, not
till word spread like wild fire that the three `saviors' as
they were dubbed by some, had been captured by the
Intendant, and that she planned on executing them on a live
broadcast in three days, unless the human rebels gave
themselves up. 

What ever power these three men held, they owned
the hearts and soul of all they met, for an out cry of rage
sounded from everyone at the news. Some wanted to attack
and rescue them, others were willing to surrender, but it
was Smiley's logic that finally prevailed; the Intendant
was going to kill the three men no matter what they did,
and a rescue was unlikely but he was willing to try. 

That night after long hours of planning he
stumbled back to his bed and fell on his bunk, and cursed
at how hard his pillow was. He reached under it and found a
padd addressed to him. It was from Julian. 

"Seems that I learned fast…no? Chakotay is
writing this for me, but I needed to let you know, that we
all know our fate, so all I can ask is let it be. Do not,
repeat do not try to rescues us…people will die for
nothing. Our fate was decided long before we were born in
this matter. Do not fret or fear for us. We will be
together no matter what world we are in. I ask that you
stall any rescue if you can, to save lives, but I know you
will follow your heart no matter what I say. 

I hope I didn't disappoint you, Smiley. You were
the first one to believe in me, and for that I will always
love you like the father I never had. Know, that what
happens next happens for a reason, and if you look real
hard you see that reason soon enough. I'll be watching over
you, be safe, and lead well, my friend, and never let them
forget so past mistakes will not be repeated." 

Miles "Smiley" O'Brien cried for the first time in
years as he looked at the last bit where a name was
scribbled, barely readable, but he knew it was Julian's
name. //Son-of-bitch finally learned to write his name,//
he mused, as he led his heart ache for what he knew would
be a great loss. Then he noticed an attachment, and when he
opened it, found it to be an outline, a plan for the Rebels
up rise in stages over the next five years… "Use wisely,"
the last bit said, and there was nothing more, and O'Brien
allowed himself to grieve the blessings lost, though never
to be forgotten. 

**********

The day of the execution arrived, and every rescue
attempt failed, as if barred by fate, for one thing after
another seemed to go wrong, keeping the rebels from their
goal. The broadcast was on every carrier signal possible,
and the Alliance was making a huge fuss over the
presentation of putting down the human trouble makers that
were responsible for the human's current state of misery.
That if they left well enough alone they could live happy
comfortable lives…as slaves. 

The three men were placed in three joining
circles, Tom tied in a chair, while Julian was tied to a
wooden post, and Chakotay chained to another, though
neither of them protested their bonds, and were calm,
though it was clear that all three had been beaten badly.
Intendant Kira's voice rang out over the masses at how
foolish the humans were to give their loyalty to three
rejects, a blind man, a paraplegic, and a dumb muted beast.
She continued to play up the three men's flaws, till
another voice rang out over top of hers.

"Let our people go!" 

Everyone murmured and looked around to see who had
spoken, when the voice rang out again. "Let our people go!" 

Another murmur filled the area, this time out of
shock, for the one who spoke was no other than the one
called Chakotay, the one said to have no voice. 

Kira gave a nervous laugh, "So the dumb beast
could talk all alone, who knew," she teased, seeing things
getting a bit strange. 

"Our people are stronger than you give them credit
for, and they will rise up and take back with is rightfully
theirs…their freedom." Chakotay shouted. 

Then the crowd buzzed again, as they saw the
blond, shift his bonds, since he didn't really have any, he
couldn't walk…but yet at this moment he rose from his chair
and stood tall. "They are standing against you as I do, and
though I may fall, they will not," he stated in defiance,
and moved and undid Julian's bonds. 

Julian stepped forward and rubbed his eyes, then
looked around and smiled, as he took in the sight of Tom
and Chakotay for the first time. The guards were ready to
move in but held back, for they were told not too by the
Intendant, as Tom and Julian moved to free Chakotay. 

"There not going anywhere!" Though she too was
stunned at the sudden change in the three men, but was not
ready to cave into the revelation. 

Julian turned to face the Intendant, "Our people
see the truth, and have found their voice, and are now able
to stand against you. No matter what you do to us this day,
you have already lost. Our people `will' be free." Then
three voices rang out in song, a song of freedom as the
three men held each other and stood tall a waiting their
fate. 

Anger from being humiliated for the last time
boiled in her veins, "Kill them!" she shouted at the top of
her lungs. And she stood laughing as she watched the blood 
of the three men that dared to defy her and the Alliance
coat the floor, brining an end to them once and for all…so
she thought. 

*********

An old white haired man sat on a large wooden
porch, rocking in his hand carved chair, staring up at the
three moons in the night sky. A light in the drive way from
the hover car grabbed his attention, then watched at the
car settled down and three little boys jumped out at full
run. 

"Grandpa!" 

The old man stopped rocking and embraced the three
boys with all his heart, and looked up to see their mother
and father unpacking the car. "How was your trip from
Earth?" 

"Great!" The eldest boy replied and took a seat by
his grandfather's feet, since the younger two got dibs on
the lap. 

"You're going to tell us our story, Grandpa?" the
younger two boys asked as one, twins, though not identical. 

The older man grinned lovingly. "Again? You ask me
that every time you visit. Aren't you sick of hearing that
tale?"

"No everyone replied," including the boy's parents
that came up on the porch and gave their greetings. 

"Very well," he said. He pointed up to the three
moons, "The blessed Trinity," he said softly. Each moon
named after the three martyrs that lead us to finally
having the courage to fight for our freedom and our lives
as they are today. "That one is yours, Chakotay, for though
he was silent till the last day, he was strong and noble,
and on the last day demanded our freedom; he was our voice.
That one is yours Tom, for though his body was considered
weak, his mind soared beyond other's limits, and on the
last day stood to face his foes; he provided the plans that
gave us our edge in our fight. The last one is yours
Julian, for though he was blind he could see into the
hearts of man and bring joy where only sorrow had once
lived. He found his sight the last day and stared down his
enemy; he brought our spark of life back into existence.
The Alliance thought they were dousing our spirits, but
they only ignited them, and we rose together and fought
back. Though it was years before any of us knew peace, and
eventually had our freedom and our homes back, we were
victorious; thanks to their sacrifice. Thus the three moons
were named after them so we would always remember them."

"Did you really know them, Grandpa Smiley?" the
oldest boy, Chakotay asked. 

The old man gave a wry smile, "Yes, I knew them as
well as anyone could in the short time they were with us.
It was Julian that left word to me that let me know that
they for saw their own death. They wanted me to make sure
that our people never forgot what brought our downfall in
the first place, and to this day I have done so. When my
time comes to join them in the Celestial temple, I will
charge you three boys with that task…if you think you can
handle it?" he asked with a light tease, but a seriousness
in his eyes. 

The three boys looked at each other then back up
at their grandfather, "We are," they replied innocently. 

Smiley O'Brien hugged his grandkids, and quietly
blessed the three men that made it all possible once again
with their sacrifice. As he sat there holding his
blessings, he smiled again, for in the moon light, he
though he could see a similarity between the boys and their
name sakes, then shook the strange though away, and let
himself be lost in the boys tales on growing up on
Earth…their home.

<The end>