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Date Posted: 20:06:36 08/13/01 Mon
Author: Dr. Deborah Reed
Subject: "Oh, Justin...."
In reply to: Dr. Edward Antony 's message, ""You want me to contact him?"" on 20:05:35 08/08/01 Wed

Deb had been sobbing uncontrollably, almost constantly since Edward left. Of course he was hurt; of course he was angry. That was part of what made him who he was. At any other time Deb could understand, even forgive her mentor's brash ways. But not like this, not now. She needed guidance not scolding, consolation not judgment. Most of all she needed answers, but the figures didn't lie. There was no doubt, not one, about WHEN it had happened, only how she had missed it for so long.

"Oh Justin, didn't I tell you you shouldn't drink so much? And what about me, then? I had just as much that night...I took the role of responsible adult, lording our slight age difference over you like I always did. Did you resent that? I don't know. I don't think you did, I...I think you understood, knew I was compensating for being your "shore leave" companion. But you were more than that to me, and I....

I betrayed you. I could make excuses and say I wasn't in my right mind even then, but I'd be fooling myself. Phillip Karlson was a very handsome man, firm and assertive in ways you never were, and grounded in a career that didn't take him from my side every few weeks. If he had truly been who he said he was, I would have been Mrs. Phillip Karlson today! But he wasn't who he said he was, was he? And who came through for me at the last moment, revealed how that...that...creature, that monkey TM II BoGo� decieved me? You did. Though you meant to kill my fiance�, under that WR@ witch's control, I'd like to sense that deep down, you knew what pulling the trigger really meant. I cast you aside and you were loyal.

Edward was right; we NEED to talk. After all we've been through, all the deceptions and trials, I need you here by my side. We need to be honest if we're to rebuild the crumbled foundation of our relationship."

Unsteady hands, normally unshakable in the most delicate of surgeries, keyed in the address of the central computer. Locating the NOVA*Beacon, newest in the communications directory, she attempted unsuccessfully to forward a transmission to Justin's comm-badge.

"Maybe...maybe he took it off?" She thought, "Or he's off piloting recklessly out of range? Where can you BE Justin? As usual, you're off on some mission or just escaping responsibility....

Damnit Justin, if you're to be ANY kind of father, there are going to have to be some changes...

And once more, the sobbing was too much to stave off...

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