A Dark, Distorted Mirror. Volume 5 : Among the Stars, like Giants. Part 4 : Hopes, Aspirations and Dreams

"I would like that," she said. "G'Kar should be back from Narn soon. If we can wait for a few days, the Alliance should be able to cope with our absence. Where would you like to go?"

"Ah, Delenn...." He breathed out slowly, looking incredibly uncomfortable. He had been so distant recently, and very distracted since his return from his expedition to hunt down Sinoval. "I.... need to go on my own."

"Oh," she said. "Oh, of course. I did not mean.... Yes, of course."

"But I have to ask you something first. I would have gone to G'Kar, but he's not here and it looks as if Ta'Lon is off on a mission as well, so I assume all the Ranger reports are coming to you?"

"Eventually, yes," she admitted. Where was he going with this? Where was he going without her? Her throat felt so dry. Was this what humans meant by the ending of a relationship? This.... slow, gradual loss of intimacy and growing awkwardness. "They go to the Ranger office first, and I only see the urgent messages immediately, but yes.... What...?"

"I need to know where David is."

She started, a terrible memory overwhelming her. "What?"

"I know you know where he is. I should have gone to look for him a long time ago, but.... I have to find him. There are some things I need to ask him. He might not want to see me, and hell, I wouldn't blame him, but...." He looked at her. "Please, Delenn."

She bowed her head. "Minbar," she said softly. "He was in Yedor the last I heard of him, helping with the rebuilding."

"Minbar," John said softly. "Of course. I should have guessed. Thank you."

"John, are you...?"

"All right?" he finished for her. "You know, I really have no idea." He leaned against the door frame, arms folded. "I used to be so sure, but recently everything's just been crashing down around me. There were so many things I took for granted that now I don't know anything about. I think most of all I need some time alone to think about them, but I have to talk to David first.

"I shouldn't be gone long. I'll take the first ship out.... passenger, not a Dark Star. I want to travel incognito for one thing. And.... Delenn.... please don't send any Rangers to keep an eye on me. I really do need to be alone."

She nodded. "How.... how long will you be gone?"

"Not long. We'll.... talk when I get back. I think we'll have a lot to talk about by then."

She nodded once, and then turned back to her notes. An instant later he was gone.

* * *

Blind.

I am blind.

The pain is intense, agonising. A million dots of light fill his vision, as far as he can see in any direction. He hears voices, some soothing, some angry. A lover, a leader, a friend, an enemy.

"You will live," a fierce voice hisses, powerful and determined and female.

"We will destroy them," growls an older male voice. "I tell you, nephew, we will destroy them all for what they did."

"Oh, G'Kar, I'm sorry. I should have come earlier." A man's voice, younger, filled with doubt and uncertainty.

"I will tell you nothing, animals!" An enemy's voice. An alien's. An invader's. The voice of the man who had dripped the white liquid on to his eyes. "I will not scream for you."

"Monster!" hissed the woman.

"No!" cried the older man. "Wait."

"After what he did?"

"We wait. When my nephew recovers, we will give him the prisoner. Let G'Kar do what he likes with him, when he recovers."

"Yes. When he recovers. Do you hear that, monster? You cannot break him."

"I do not fear you."

"Perhaps not. But you should."

All the voices become one. He is afraid he will never see their owners again. All he can see is the light, and hints of the shadows they cast. The shadows seem to reach so far in all directions — they cover him, they shroud him, they taint his future, all of their futures.

"Blind."

The voices all speak at once. "He spoke!" "G'Kar, are you...?" "Stand aside, do not crowd him." "So sorry." "G'Kar." "Animal." "Stand aside." "G'Kar."

G'Kar. Is that his name? All he can think about is the pain in his eyes.

"Blind."

"No," says the older male voice. "No, you are not blind. We have sent for the old woman. She will heal you."

"She will do nothing," snaps the female.

"She will," the older man repeats. "Or we will break her."

"Blind."

"Your will is stronger than that, nephew. Be strong. Remember your father. Remember what they did to him."

"Father...."

"One more animal dead. Who else would remember something like that?"

"Silence!"

Another voice, female and alien and.... old. So very old. "I come. I will not hear your threats, for I do not fear your words."

"You had better fear us!"

"Old woman. Your son blinded my nephew. You will heal him."

"Mother, don't touch these animals!"

A sound, and then a scream. The alien male is screaming. Good, they should all scream.

"Stop it! Remember, girl. It is a gift. A gift for when he awakes."

"I do not fear you. I know you will kill me when I am done, just as I know you will kill my son when I am done. But show me this nephew of yours. I would at last look upon the face of this one."