Title: Martinus
Author: Charlene (charlene.vickers@gmail.com)
Series: DS9
Rating: PG
Codes: G/B
Part: 1/1
Summary: Bashir betrays Garak.
Disclaimer: Star Trek may be divided into three parts, but they all 
belong to Paramount. 
Archive: Trekiverse.org, others please ask
Note: A reply to Stephen's "Betrayal" challenge. 
Being that it's Canada Day as well, it's also a fond but inadequate 
tribute to the great Canadian comedians Wayne and Shuster and their 
Julius Caesar sketch "Rinse the Blood Off My Toga". More info on this 
sketch can be found at:
http://www.canadianshakespeares.ca/multimedia/video/rinse_the_blood.cfm

*****

Garak looked down into his kanaar. "I told him. 'Julian don't go. 
Julian don't go.'" 

Quark wiped a glass. "But did he listen to you?" 
 
"No."

He sighed as Quark refilled his drink and thought sadly of what he had 
seen that morning. Despite his entreaties the Doctor had chosen to go 
on a sightseeing tour of the third moon of Bajor. "Oh, come on, Elim, 
it's perfectly innocent," he had said. "I want to see the ruins of the 
Harappan temple, that's all. Just because you're not interested doesn't 
mean I should sit moping around the station." 

Oh no, Garak thought, I wouldn't want you to mope. But I did want to 
see what you were doing. So when I caught you looking around to see if 
I was following you -- and what a comedy that was, my dear, you 
thinking you could catch me in the act -- well, I knew something was 
up. But Ensign Yarrow, Julian?  Whatever made you choose that bland 
little cipher? Oh, yes: I saw you put your hand on her back -- her very 
lower back, whisper in her ear, kiss her neck. I saw you escort her to 
the runabout pad, the one next to the pad the tour bus was leaving 
from. Where did you take her, Julian? A cozy romantic hideaway? Perhaps 
the same cabin we visited last week? 

And what am I supposed to do about it?

His kanaar suddenly tasted like ashes in his mouth. "Quark, give me 
something else. What's in style these days?"

The Ferengi thought for a second. "Well, the hoo-mans have this ancient 
drink they keep ordering from Leeta. I think they call it a martinus."

"You mean a martini," Garak replied.

Quark shook his head as he started to mix the drink. "If you want a 
double, you just have to ask for it. And pay."