*he nodded in understanding as he was beamed down*

Indeed I shall...

*he held up his hand in the Vulcan salute*

Live Long and Prosper, Ezri Tigan...

There...my duty here has been completed. Now if you will allow me, Captain Tigan, I will depart to bring Mr. Zweller to justice at last and aid with the relief efforts...

I am content to have provided aid...

*he then turned to Cranston*

And now I believe you are next...

*leaving her there he gently withdrew from her mind, his task accomplished*

There...that is done now...

*suddenly she found herself on a brightly lit bridge of a Starfleet ship, surrounded by faces that were familiar...and yet not as memories came swirling back into her head, memories of Beckett...Picard...Riker...Worf...Wesley...Sam...Taurik...Alyssa...Ben...So many memories of a life stolen*

Indeed you shall...

*he touched his fingers to her face, saying the traditional Vulcan incantation, then once he was in her mind he showed her around corridors of what seemed to be of an ancient design, before showing her a dusty double door at the end of one hallway, he pushed it open*

Indeed...

*he then crouched by the older woman and initiated a mind meld which lasted for several minutes, then he moved onto the younger individual, before standing up shakily*

I have done all I can for them...Now I shall do the same for you...

*he appeared on the platform with his charge, now wearing a a bright magenta bodysuit*

Whom shall I start with..?

.....Indeed...Energize...

Very well then...Are you going to land or transport me up?

I can...it would be as thorough as Miss Cretak's with the limited time but it would help...

I did not sadly...they would not let me, probably due to the fact that a mind meld can undo their programming as my time with Miss Kurtz...or more accurately Miss Cretak has shown...

Yes...?

And I shall make sure that they do...in her name...I will use the rest of my time in Starfleet to ensure Section 31...never comes back...

*he chose to ignore her curious correction*

Indeed...you...She was most...plagued...by guilt that she was not...perfect for you...and that you deserved...someone who could be there for you...A most unfortunate view to maintain...

Indeed she is and I wish you the best of luck on your endeavours...she deserves to be remembered as the woman who ended one of the galaxy's greatest tyrannies...not as a killer...She said...in fact that she did all of this for you...so that Section 31 would not divide anyone else as it had you two..

Indeed she did...It is...unfortunate that most will not remember her as we do...

You are most welcome...I was sent in to infiltrate Section 31 by my colleague Admiral Batanides and...I was left there for twenty years and now...because of her, I am free to resume my life...I grieve with thee...

Indeed, she mentioned you...

I did indeed...

Fascinating...the third highest ranking admiral in Starfleet, he has served at that rank for as long as I have...he will not be an easy target to capture and interrogate...

I have used my telepathic abilities for far more insidious tasks as a member of this organization, at least this might balance out my misdeeds...

I beg your pardon, but she is not an Earth canine and neither is this unfortunate, tortured woman who has suffered so much at your organization's hands and she has liberated me at last from my servitude despite her...less than moral methods. Now May I assist you, Commander O'Grady?

Admiral Marta Batanides...

You are mistaken in my loyalties, Admiral...I am not here to aid you...

If I may offer my assistance?

*as the explosion detonated, he bolted as fast as his Vulcan reflexes would allow for the door allowing O'Grady to lob her next attack on his side of the hall*

*hearing his cue, he immediately pressed the button which blew the restraints on both O'Grady and Pressman's manacles, allowing both to escape*

*he sat back and logically chose for execution as it was the most logical and would prevent loss of more life*