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Captain's log, stardate 46071.6.

We have been called to the aid
of a transport ship

which has been attacked
near Rekag-Seronia.

Hostilities between the two factions
on that planet

have intensified recently,

threatening an important
Federation shipping route.

Captain, sensors have located
the transport ship.

Two Rekag battle cruisers
are flanking it.

Red alert. Shields up.

Phasers online.
Photon torpedoes armed and ready.

Is the transport still under attack?

The cruiser's weapons
are powered up.

Sir, the Rekag ships are turning
and heading out of sensor range.

They don't wanna
take on the Enterprise.

We are now within visual range
of the transport.

On-screen.

Sensors indicate damage
to the Dorian's subspace emitter.

Audio communication only, sir.

Open a channel, Mr. Worf.

Aye, sir.

This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard

of the Federation starship
Enterprise.

Glad you're here.

We took some shield damage
from the Rekag ships,

but we're still intact.

Do you have any injuries?

Can we assist you in any way?

TALMADGE".
No injuries.

But I'd, uh, like permission to transport
two of our passengers to your ship.

Of course.

TALMADGE". We're conveying
a mediator to Seronia.

I think he's the reason
the Rekags fired on us.

He's traveled from...

Rekag...

Captain, I'm losing you.

Go ahead and beam
your passengers on board.

Counselor, after you've seen to their
needs, escort them to my Ready Room.

Yes, captain.

Cancel red alert.
Mr. Worf, take the weapons off-line.

Aye, sir.

I'm Counselor Deanna Troi.

Ambassador Ves Alkar.

And my mother, Sev Maylor.

Counselor, it is imperative
that I speak to the captain.

You think he's attracted to you.

But he isn't.

You offer him nothing.

She hasn't been feeling well.

Could she be taken to quarters?

Of course. Chief.

I'll take you to Captain Picard.

Mother, go with her.

Don't pursue him.

I won't have it.

I'll stop you.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one
has gone before.

I'm grateful for the Federation's offer
to escort me.

But if I arrive on Rekag-Seronia
on board the Enterprise,

the armed flagship of Starfleet,

my mission as negotiator of peace
will be compromised.

There must be
a Federation transport ship

somewhere in the area
that could take me there.

With all due respect,

admiral, to put the ambassador
on board another unarmed transport

would be to invite a second assault.

I believe the attack on us
was an isolated incident, nothing more.

Ambassador Alkar,
the Rekag-Seronia dispute

has threatened Federation ships
for many months.

We are grateful that you're willing
to undertake this mission,

and you have our full support.

Thank you, sir.

However, we also recognize
that safety is an issue.

Not just yours,
but the crew that escorts you.

To send you on an unarmed transport
puts everyone at risk.

I think it best if you proceed
to Rekag-Seronia

aboard the Enterprise.

Then I have no choice.

Once you get to Rekag-Seronia,

you can conduct your negotiations
as you see fit.

Until then, you'll be in good hands
with Captain Picard.

I understand, sir.

Good luck,
and a successful journey.

- Picard to Commander Riker.
- Yes, sir?

Set a course for Seronia.

Aye, sir.

That will be all for today.

There will be another class
tomorrow at 0700 hours.

The skills are demanding.

You're very disciplined.

I believe in a strong connection
between body and mind.

You obviously share
the same convictions.

Yes, I do, only sometimes
my body has a problem

conforming to my mind's wishes.

I would imagine that your
self-discipline helps you in your work.

I don't know about that.

I think maybe my biggest asset
is patience.

I let everyone talk
until they're exhausted.

And when I start,
they're too tired to argue.

You're going to need
all your patience in Seronia.

I can't imagine how you're going to get
those two sides talking to each other.

Neither can I.

I won't know that until we get there.

I tend to feel my way
through a situation.

Deck 9.

If I were empathic like you,
I'd have a real advantage.

I thought Lumerians were empathic.

Only with each other,
not other species.

So I don't have any idea
what you might be feeling just now.

Curiosity.

What I sense from you
is very unusual.

Calmness, serenity, tranquility.

You seem to embody
the very qualities

that you hope to draw out in others.

Tell me, counselor,

have you ever been involved
in diplomatic negotiations?

Several times, with Captain Picard.

There have been instances

when having an empath along
has been helpful.

I'm sure.
I could use some of that help.

Would you come with me
when we reach Seronia?

If the captain authorizes it,
of course I will.

Good.

I hope to see you again.

You're late.

Mother, I told you
that I'd be gone for over an hour.

You're late because of her.

Have you mated with him yet?

- What?
- That's what you want, isn't it?

Mother. Please, come in.

I can always tell, the ones
with a certain look in their eye.

I'd better go.

- Mother, please--
- And I'll tell you this,

if you do, you'll regret it
the rest of your life.

Mother, come in, please.
You should lie down.

Come in.

Hi.

It's that time again.

The dreaded
crew-evaluation reports.

Ugh. Does it have to be today?

It's not going to be
any easier tomorrow.

It might.

What's wrong?

I've just had a disturbing encounter
with Alkar's mother.

She frightens me, Will.

The feelings I sense from her
are malevolent.

They're out of proportion, they're evil.

I know she's been sick.
She's very old.

She's probably senile.

Who knows, we could all end up
that way someday.

You're right.

Okay, let's get through
these evaluations.

And when we're done,
I'm going to reward myself

with two ice cream sundaes.

First, Molecular Biology.

Lieutenant Jeffrey Fratis.

Worf to Commander Riker.

Go ahead.

Can you report
to Ambassador Alkar's quarters?

There is an emergency.

We're on our way.

Forty eds inoprovalene.

I'm sorry, ambassador.

She was ill.
I never should have brought her along.

She was 93.

She'd lived a long life.

I should be grateful for that.

Alkar, is there anything I can do?

Counselor.

There's a funeral meditation.

Part of our rituals.

As an empath,

you're the only person on board
who could perform it with me.

I'll be glad to help.

This meditation is one
of our most sacred ceremonies.

Hold the stone like this.

Say after me:

An end to grief.

- An end to pain.
- An end to pain.

Strength comes from love.

Strength comes from love.

And courage from wisdom.

And courage from wisdom.

Thank you.

Computer,
today's appointment calendar.

0900 hours, counseling
session with Ensign Janeway.

1000 hours, counseling session--

Cancel them.

Cancel everything till after lunch.

Acknowledged.

You wanted to see me, doctor?

Yes, captain. I'm sorry to bother you,
but I'm a little concerned.

I haven't been able to determine
the cause of death.

She was elderly,
and Alkar said she had been ill,

but I found no evidence
of any disease.

I did find abnormally high levels
of neurotransmitter residue

in her cerebral cortex.

What are you suggesting?

I'd like to do an autopsy.

I've already spoken to Alkar,

and he informs me
Lumerian custom forbids it.

Could you speak with him?

You suspect that her death poses
some kind of threat to the Enterprise?

Well...

No.

Then we have no alternative
but to concur with his wishes.

Deanna.

Hello.

Come in, please.

I thought you might like
some company,

if you're not too busy.

Nothing that can't wait.

Would you like something to drink?

No.

I'd like you to talk to me.

About?

About you.

I don't know anything about you.

And I'd like to.

There's very little to know.

I lead a very simple life.

What kind of woman
do you find attractive?

Do you find me attractive?

Extremely.

And when you find someone attractive,
what do you usually do?

That depends on a lot of things.

Hmm.

Is it really so complicated?

It can be.

Well, perhaps you overthink things.

Deanna.

Yes?

I'm sorry.

If I led you to believe...

You're very beautiful.

But our relationship can't be like that.

Deck 4.

Sir.

Will.

We were supposed to finish
the crew-evaluation reports.

Of course. Come in.

Sir.

As you were.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

I was just leaving.

If there's anything else I need,
I know where to find you.

Yes, ma'am.

Are you bothered by his being here?

Of course not.

Good, because it's really
none of your business.

I know that.

I believe we were with
Lieutenant Fratis in Molecular Biology.

Why do I think you're upset?

I don't know.

Could we just continue
with the evaluation?

Will, remember
who you're talking to.

You are bothered, I can tell.

Deanna, I'm sorry I intruded.

When you're ready to work,
why don't you give me a call?

I Will.

Captain's log, stardate 46073.6.

We have arrived without incident
at Rekag-Seronia,

where two members
of Ambassador Alkar's delegation

have been waiting.

They have joined us to report
on the situation in the capital city.

Things have deteriorated steadily.

Rekag sympathizers in outlying
districts have attacked several towns.

But I was under the impression
that there was a ceasefire agreement.

It was broken
before it went into effect.

A Rekag shuttle
strayed into Seronian space

and was destroyed by fighter craft.

Naturally, the Rekags retaliated.

There's been fighting ever since.

If they would just sit down with me--

The Rekags won't go
into Seronian territory for talks,

and the Seronians
won't go to Rekag.

In the meantime, they fight.

Ambassador,
the situation sounds so volatile.

Perhaps a cooling-off period.

These people need
an end to the fighting now.

To delay a week, even a few days,
could cost thousands of lives.

Then I would recommend
that we ask both sides

if they would agree to meet
in the city of Darthan.

Why Darthan?

It's a coastal city, it has been neutral
throughout the conflict.

Both Seronians and Rekag
loyalists live there.

It might be acceptable
as a compromise.

Contact their leaders.

If they will meet me in Darthan,
I will join them there tomorrow.

I know it must be my imagination,

but it seems as though
Lieutenant Pinder

just doesn't want me in his section.

What makes you think that?

He's so critical.

I can't ever do anything to please him.
And I try, counselor.

I try to make sure there's nothing
he could find fault with.

Give me an example
of what you mean.

Well, yesterday, I was running routine
diagnostics on the sensor pallets.

They checked out.

But Lieutenant Pinder questioned me
because I'd allowed a 0.023 variance.

That's well within specifications.

He goes out of his way
to criticize me.

Do you know of any reason
why he might do that?

No. That's why I'm here.

Well, maybe he's just tired
of hearing you complain.

Pardon me?

I know I'm certainly tired of it.

How do you think it feels
to sit and listen

to someone whine
about themselves all the time?

Heh. Well, I didn't realize I was--

This isn't Starfleet Academy.

You're not going to be coddled.

If you can't take it here,

then you might think about
a transport ship.

There's a lot less pressure there.

But I love being on the Enterprise.

I don't wanna be anywhere else.

If you aren't up to it,
then you don't deserve to be here.

Isn't that right?

I guess so.

So you better take ahold of yourself,
or be prepared for transfer.

I will, counselor.

Thank you.

Glad I could help.

Yeah, here we go.

Biofilter log on Sev Maylor.

Geordi, could this log
have been damaged in any way?

I don't think so. Why do you ask?

There's a discrepancy
between the log

and the tricorder readings
I took just three days later.

The tricorder shows
massive physiological deterioration,

compared with her condition
when she beamed aboard.

I find it hard to believe
that so much damage

could have occurred
in such a short period of time.

Hmm. Well, I can run a diagnostic

on the biofilter system
and your tricorder.

Thanks.

Of course, the best way
to get the information I need

would be to do an autopsy.

Ambassador, we've received word

from the Seronian
and the Rekag delegates.

They've agreed to meet with you
in Darthan tomorrow.

Thank you, commander.

Counselor Troi
has altered her appearance.

Am I interrupting?

Hello, counselor.

You want him.

I can tell.
But you have nothing to give him.

Deanna,
could I talk to you in private?

And you, you're envious of him.

You pretend to support him,
but secretly you want him to fail.

That's not so.

Please. You must return
to your quarters.

I won't. I want to be here with you.

Ambassador.

The counselor and I
are needed on the Bridge.

Of course, commander.

I don't know what you thought
you were doing,

but you were way out of line.

Deck 9.

All right, Deanna,
just what the hell is all this?

Hmm. Imzadi,
do you still care about me?

Of course I care about you.

I'm worried about you.

What's all this?

Don't you think I'm attractive?

- This just isn't you.
- Oh, heh.

Oh, it is.

You want me, don't you?

- Deanna.
- I need you.

What is this?

Please.

TROY.
Come 'm.

Deanna, I'm leaving for the surface.

You said you'd take me with you.

I know.

But that's not possible now.

You said I'd be helpful.
You needed me.

And I still do.

You've done so much for me.

Then take me. Don't leave me here.

Is Liva going with you?

She's been on Seronia for weeks.

She knows the people, the situation.

She wants to take you
away from me.

Deanna, you are my anchor.

I need you more than
you could possibly realize.

Do you understand?

I need you here, making it possible
for me to do my work.

I won't let her have you!

I'll stop her.

I will go with you. Take me with you.

Please, Alkar, don't leave me.

Don't do this!

No!

You wouldn't have recognized her.

Her dress, her hair,

everything about her.

I'm closer to Deanna
than I've ever been to anyone,

and last night, she was someone
that I had never seen before.

And you don't know of anything

that might have caused her
to behave like that?

No. I've thought and thought about it.

I don't have an answer.

Computer,
location of Counselor Troi.

Deck 6, Corridor B.

Let's go.

Ambassador, I came to alert you

that the Rekags and the Seronians
are in disagreement

about the seating arrangements
at the conference table.

I'm not surprised.

The good news, however, is that
the ceasefire seems to be holding.

And that is by far the best news.

Thank you, captain.

Chief.

- Will you take me with you?
- Deanna.

Deanna, I already told you,

- you can't--
- I won't let her have you.

Security to Transporter Room 2.

Don't try to stop me! No!

No!

Let go!

It's nothing, it's superficial.

What happened to Deanna?

- No.
- Hold On.

All of the systems
in her body have elevated readings.

Take her to Sickbay.

I want to see you in Sickbay too.

Captain, perhaps we should delay
transporting to the surface.

No.

You should proceed
with your mission.

- Very well.
- Chief.

Transport them
to the planet surface.

Aye, sir.

We'll have to sedate her.

- Twenty eds melorizin.
- Yes, doctor.

How's it feeling?

It's a little stiff, but it'll be fine.

It'll disappear in a day or two.

Dr. Crusher?

I think you should see
these readings, doctor.

Her neurotransmitter levels
are 300 percent above normal.

If you remember,

I found extremely high levels
of neurotransmitter residue

in Alkar's mother.

Could Deanna have picked up
some disease from her?

I don't know.

I need to do that autopsy.

I don't care about the customs
of Alkar's people.

I need to find out
if there's a connection

between what killed Maylor
and what's happening to Troi.

Picard to Lieutenant Worf.

Worf here, captain.

Mr. Worf,
contact Ambassador Alkar.

I need to speak with him.

Doctor, neural energy is now
340 percent above normal.

Captain, Ambassador Alkar
is at the negotiation table

and cannot be disturbed.

Proceed with the autopsy.

Medical log, stardate 46075.1.

I have performed an autopsy
on Alkar's mother.

But instead of answering
our questions,

the results have created
an even deeper mystery.

I don't have any explanation for this.

When I examined Maylor's body,

I found her heart, her lungs,
her skeletal structure,

most of the systems in her body,
were those of a 30-year-old.

But how could that be?
We both saw the woman.

That's not all.

I compared Maylor and Alkar's DNA.

I don't know who that woman was,
but she was definitely not his mother.

Deanna's condition
is deteriorating rapidly.

She could die.

There are questions
that only Alkar can answer.

Picard to Lieutenant Worf.

Worf here, captain.

Meet me in Transporter Room 2.

We're going down to the surface.

Aye, sir.

No, she wasn't my mother.

And she wasn't 93 years old.

Captain, did you perform an autopsy
against my wishes?

Yes, for a very good reason.

Counselor Deanna Troi
is in Sickbay dying.

Dr. Crusher doesn't know
the cause of her condition,

but I believe you do.

Alkar, we need you.

The Rekags have withdrawn
some of their concessions,

and the Seronians are threatening
to break off the talks.

I'll be right there.

But...

They've been arguing
for hours in there.

It seems hopeless.

But now,
when expectations are lowest,

now is the moment
I can be most effective.

If I'm focused, centered,
free of disquieting thoughts,

I can turn these factions
toward peace.

- Alkar--
- Hear me out, captain.

It's important you understand.

You see, I discovered long ago,

I had the ability
to channel my darker thoughts,

my unwanted emotions to others,
leaving me unencumbered.

Is this what you've been doing
to Counselor Troi?

I hadn't planned it.

I'd expected Maylor
to live through the negotiation.

Her death could not
have been more untimely.

So then
you deliberately used Deanna.

She's an empath.

I was reasonably certain
I could establish a link with her.

And frankly, I was amazed
when I saw how quickly she'd aged.

Usually my receptacles
survive for years.

Receptacles?

Come now, captain.

Surely you can see
there's a broader canvas here.

If I came to these peace talks
hindered by unwanted emotions,

then the Rekags and Seronians
would be condemned to go on fighting.

You cannot explain away
a wantonly immoral act

because you think that it is connected
to some higher purpose.

Captain,
do you know how many people

have died on this planet
in the last 48 hours?

Thousands.

Deanna Troi is just one individual.

That does not justify brutalizing her,
nor any of the others you have used.

Ask the Seronian and Rekag children

who go to bed each night
in fear of their lives.

Captain, I get no payment.

I have no power base, no agenda.

I'm willing to risk my life
simply to help others.

Do you think that makes you
appear courageous?

Because you're mistaken.

You're a coward, Alkar.

You exploit the innocent

because you're unwilling

to shoulder the burdens
of unpleasant emotions.

Well, this time
you will be held accountable.

I'm taking you back to the Enterprise
to release Counselor Troi.

I have no intention
of releasing her now or ever.

Alkar, everything is falling apart.

You have to come now.

If you'll excuse me, captain.

Mr. Worf.

I'm needed.

You and your security chief
will leave.

Lock on to Alkar's signal.
Bring him on board.

Captain, I'm sure the Seronians
have reactivated their security field.

Then work with Mr. La Forge
to find a way to break through.

- I want that man on this ship.
- Aye, sir.

I'll be in Sickbay.

If Alkar is flooding her
with this psychic waste,

that would explain
the high level of neurotransmitters.

All these negative emotions
pouring into her

have caused
a chemical response in her brain.

Isn't there something
to counteract it?

Enzymic decontaminants
will be able to reduce

the level of neurotransmitters.

But I can't make any headway
unless Alkar stops what he's doing.

He has no intention of stopping.

He feels perfectly justified
in using her until she dies.

Then Deanna has to die.

In order to save Deanna,

Alkar has to break his link with her.
And the only way he can do that

is if she's no longer
an adequate receptacle.

When Maylor died,
Alkar turned immediately to Deanna.

If Deanna dies,
and he breaks the link with her,

then he will choose someone else.

Possibly someone
from his own delegation.

Wait a minute.
You're talking about killing Deanna.

I'll be able to resuscitate her, Will,

as long as it's not
more than 3O minutes.

But the big question is,
will that be enough time?

Alkar has to establish
a link with someone else

before we revive Deanna,
or else he might turn back to her.

We must bear in mind that we'll
be putting his next victim at risk.

I want every possible
security measure taken

to protect that person.

How will you...?

I'll give her a hypospray of dylamadon.
It's the gentlest way.

Proceed, doctor.

Well, my friend,

the era of bloodshed and conflict
appears to be over.

- Alkar--
- What is it?

No, I'm fine. Just a little lightheaded.

Oh, you're exhausted.

Do you want a doctor?

No. No, of course not.

Enterprise to Ambassador Alkar.

Respond, sir.

I'm here, captain.

Ambassador, you must return
to the Enterprise immediately.

Counselor Troi is dying.

We are prepared
to transport you from the surface

whether you come willingly or not.

There are security forcefields
protecting us, captain.

They won't protect you any longer.

Transporter Room 2,
prepare to energize.

We're ready, captain.

Computer, make a note.

Death occurred at 1430 hours
from respiratory and renal failure.

Will you wait for me in my quarters?

Of course.

It's a tragic loss.

But her death had a purpose.

I intend to make certain that you
answer for what you have done.

Your own Federation council
has promised me

a safe and timely passage
back to my planet.

I expect you to honor that, captain.

- How much longer do we have?
- Three minutes and 4O seconds.

Transporter Room 2, I want you
to lock on to the young woman

in Ambassador Alkar's quarters.

We may have to transport her
out of there.

- Yes, captain.
- Mr. Worf, I want you

to station yourself
outside her quarters.

Aye, sir.

She helped me so much.

Without her, I couldn't have
accomplished what I did.

I'm so sorry.

Is there anything I can do?

Yes.

There is something.

If we could share
the funeral meditation.

We have a minute and a half left.

Prepare a hypospray of cordrazine.

We'll use that in conjunction
with the cortical stimulators.

Yes, doctor.

We can't wait any longer.

- Release the stasis field.
- Yes, doctor.

Ten eds cordraiwxe.

Cortical stimulators.

Now.

An end-- An end to pain.

An end to pain.

Again.

She has a pulse.
Blood pressure climbing, 90/40.

Cortical activity
approaching normal levels.

Let's neutralize
the neurotransmitters.

Initiate decontamination sequence.

Levels are dropping, doctor.
Down to 420 percent above normal.

Three hundred ninety percent.

Picard to Transporter Room 3.

Not yet.

We won't know if it's working
until the levels are below 300 percent.

Alkar.

Alkar, what's wrong?

Neurotransmitter levels
are down to 310 percent.

- Two hundred ninety percent.
- Now.

Picard to Transporter Room 3,
energize.

Let me go!

Neurotransmitter levels
are down to 230 percent.

Worf to Captain Picard.
Ambassador Alkar is dead.

Will.

Beverly thinks Alkar must have been
at a susceptible point

in the meditation ceremony
when he was vulnerable.

Then the flow
of negative emotions and feelings

were reversed
back to him somehow?

That's our guess.
Like a man with no immune system,

he wasn't able
to handle the overload.

And Liva?

She seems to be fine.

He wasn't able to establish
a link on her.

Looking back on the past few days,

it's as though I'm looking
at a holodeck projection

of someone else.

That's how it seemed to all of us.

Thanks for sticking by me.

I always will.

Even when you're old and gray.