She had seen him on board Titan almost every time they had visited the area. He had defected to the Thraiin a firestorm of political upheaval right when Beth had entered the Academy. "Yes. He didn't even need to order her to attack us. She seemed to undertake the task with glee." Her father was a jumble of emotion and Beth was having a hard time shaking her own off. "We were lucky Deanna. Very lucky…we were dead in the water until Klingons showed up. She would have killed us…she would have killed all of us…" His voice broke once more. "She's gone." There was a period of intense and knowing silence while her parents dealt with their emotions. Her mother's sorrow for her father's ultimate acceptance of her sister's betrayal filled her psyche. "Yes Will…she left us a long time ago." Then she felt something so horrific exude from her father that she stopped breathing for a moment. He had lost his hope. It rocked her to her foundation. There were no thoughts, no feelings from him that made Beth feel like they would survive this war, no way that the Federation could survive this latest hurdle…no way she could handle this new command. She had never felt her father lose hope before and she didn't know how to take it. Beth turned and walked away from the house. She walked away slowly...down the small and quiet street back toward the town center where she transported back to her ship. HER ship. The thought nauseated her. That's when her hands started to shake…and they hadn't stopped since.
Matters only got worse when she got back on board. They had cleared the ready room. All of Estevan's things had been removed. Beth wasn't prepared for the room to be so empty. She felt as if someone had surgically removed a part of her without letting her know. 362