Post Mortem

[Anjali Sasyaki]

"Then we have a choice to make, a choice I assure you that will save lives." Anjali said as she looked at Bartyn. "What if his next victim is your daughter?"

[Rebecca Talon]

Rebecca's face hardened. Her kliden was in her hand with such smooth economy of motion it almost looked like it just appeared there. The blue blade hummed. "It was my daughter... and son. Or more specifically Ethan and Trinity. There were several others, but I couldn't make out their faces."

With her left hand she used the ijulna to slam Bartym against the shuttle with a dull thud in an effort to wake him. As he stirred Rebecca's face took on the cold, evil expression of Bellatrix.

Rebecca reached out using only the ijulna she lifted Bartym off the ground by his neck. Between is strangled protestations she glared at him. "Give me one good reason that I should spare your pathetic life," she demanded. Even her voice had taken on the characteristics of Bellatrix.

[Bartyn]

Bartyn's lips curled into a smile. "It'll keep you... from turning into one of us." he looked into her eyes. "Do it, kill me... I got nothing to live for in this reality, except chaos." he had a cold expression on his face. "And I guarantee you... if I live... everyone you care about won't. You have two minutes to decide or there'll be a few more bodies in that memorial."

[Alessandra St. James]

"That's pretty specific." Ally said as she kept a weapon drawn on him.

"I put a little more than just me into your mom... well, if you can call her that." Bartyn said with a smirk.

[Rebecca Talon]

Her expression changed. The hate and anger gone, to be replaced by sheer terror. Her hand shook slightly, and then her connection with the ijulna faultered, and she involuntarily released him.

Bartym fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and without hesitation she placed her kliden at his neck, and glanced Nick. "It shouldn't be my decision. Kill him or spare him?"

[Clint Cross]

"Not your call." Clint said as he stood on the roof of a news shuttle. "It's mine." he said as he nocked an arrow on his bow and let it fly, striking Bartyn in the chest sending enough electricity through him to knock him out. "He's me and the fact that he's making me relive a very dark part of my past... I suggest you lot get back into the memorial before you're missed. Sasyaki... find St. James. I have a bad feeling about this." he glanced at Ally. "Ally, escort that shuttle to the Intel garage at the Compound." he looked at Bartyn. "I'll take care of Bartyn."

[Rebecca Talon]

She hesitated. She was torn by desire to rip him apart, and disgust with her reaction. Her grip tightened on the kliden. Her eyes fixated on Bartym. At the last second decision came across her face, and she simply dropped the kliden.

It bounced on the pavement twice with a heavy metallic clinks, and rolled away. Rebecca didn't say anything. For a long moment she only stared at Bartym, then she turned, and was gone leaving her kliden and the others without explanation.

[Nick Ryder]

Nick reached out and retrieved her kilden and slid it into his inner jacket pocket and gave Clint a look. "Make him disappear. I don't want him hurting anyone."

"Will do sir." Clint said as he jumped down from the shuttle and walked toward his fallen duplicate. "I've got a place we can put him." he tapped his earpiece. "Professor?"

"I bloody love when people call me that." Jack said as he walked out a doorway from seemingly nowhere. "I've got a place I can dump his ass, charming little uninhabited abandoned Romulan War era outpost, 300 year old rations, that should last him the rest of his life. Or until we need a place to do target practice."

"Better not be where you dumped Jackson." Nick replied.

"Oh he's somewhen else entirely, this is the Code: Lavender protocol we set up when K'n'zy was still at large and we were undecided what to do with her. Tiny secluded outpost, natural transporter blockage, natural comm block, no living humanoids anywhere on the planet or the system for that matter thanks to the way it fucks up sensors." Jack explained. "Off the charts and the books. Set and forget until we need something. Even if someone makes planetfall, it'll take decades to find him."

"More than he deserves." Clint said as he contemplated simply shooting his doppleganger. "But I may need an organ transplant someday."

"Khan and I can make better." Nick said as he walked into the memorial to find Noella. "I got 54 seconds to find my ex-wife."

[Noella St. James]

Noella took a glass of champagne from a server's tray and took a sip as she looked around the room. Hoping that no one really noticed that she was gone. Then she saw the commotion of Nick and Becca and a few others rushing outside. "Crap." she muttered to herself. They probably got tipped off that Bartyn was out there.

After a few minutes of trying to find an easy escape she had a curious warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Oh that bastard..." she muttered.

Suddenly Nick came barreling toward her like a freight train, it was definitely not something she expected to see so soon nor be practically carried out of the memorial by him on his arm and using his other hand to bash open a side exit.

"The hell...?" Noella started to say but he dropped her on the ground.

"Bartyn did something... do you feel any thing... off?" Nick said as he started to scan her with the tricorder in his sunglasses, which made him half blind since it was night time and the tint was super dark.

"Yeah... a little warm... why?" Noella asked and suddenly groaned in pain as she felt her stomach and saw something flashing through the sheerness of her dress.

"You have to practice safer sex St. James, if that's who you really are." Nick said as he locked onto the micro explosive. "This may sting..."

[Eli Mathers]

Eli ran toward Nick and tackled him to the ground. "NO! Sir... it's a trick!" he said as he saw the micro explosive beam onto the grass. "DOWN!" he shouted and covered Nick and Noella, taking most of the shrapnel himself.

"Eli!" Nick rushed over to him. "You idiot... I WAS going to beam it into the fountain!"

"Oh..." Eli muttered as he winced and groaned. "Well, it was an oxygen sensitive bomb... Dominus's forces were using them recently, found them in oxygen tight bags, close a door, the bag would pop and so would whatever else. I got a ping on my tricorder." he pulled off his jacket and shook out the debris. "Oh and that's not St. James."

"Could have told you that. She's wearing strappy heels." Nick said.

"Seriously?" Noella raised an eyebrow. "You question who I am because of my shoes?"

"Yeah, the real Noella, the one I married, the one I had to carry for five blocks once because the strappy high heels I bought her as a present to go with a gown she was wearing twisted her ankle and she threw a very very expensive pair of handmade shoes into a river and vowed never again to wear strappy heels and if I ever brought them into the house, the would go up my ass."

"That... huh..." Noella winced. "So uhm... now what?"

"Now, we're taking you in and you're telling us where our Noella is or... i'm throwing your ass in the nearest river." Nick said and used his flame to melt her bracelets together making a pair of makeshift handcuffs. "Mathers, you okay?"

"Fine... thanks for the jacket." Eli said as he wiped off the shredded fabric from the skin under armor of the coat. "Guess I can't wear this again today. Don't... don't tell Bella that I did that or my girlfriend."

"Lips are zipped." Nick said with a smile. "Not even the President anymore and you're still taking hits for me."

"Why I'm here sir." Eli saluted. "I'll cover for you, Mrs. Ryder is running interference, but that'll only last so long."