Alone in the dark

Posted on Tue Jul 22nd, 2025 @ 11:10am by Lieutenant Commander Callie Raven-Grayson & Commander Jonathan Grayson

1,459 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Wounds From the Mirror
Location: The Sabre

Callie had been unceremoniously dumped off aboard her mirror counterpart’s ship, left bound and gagged she hadn’t even been given the option of being untied to have a drink or food. She couldn’t help but wonder what terrible things her own counterpart was doing aboard the Washington.

Her mind filled with horrors, what about her children? Would they even know the other Callie wasn't her? What about Jon? Would he be fooled, or did they plan to replace him too?”

Tears ran down her cheeks before she got annoyed with herself for being so weak, letting her fears get the better of her. If she wasn’t wearing the collar she couldn’t help but have tried calling out to Deanna, to warn her, but as it was she was powerless to do anything.

She sat staring at the same four walls until her eyes got heavy, little did she know that the reason she was falling asleep was because the room was being filled with a colourless, odourless gas. All part of the mirror counterparts plan.

~ Unknown amount of time later ~
~ Holodeck, USS Sabre ~

Opening her eyes Callie awoke in her own bed, in her own quarters. Her abilities were still a blank, but her bindings were gone and she was wearing one of her own nightdresses. She sat up. “Jon!? Are you here?”

Jon came out of the master bathroom. "Callie! My love, your awake, How are you feeling sweetie?" he asked as he came to sit beside her.

“I…confused” She offered a more relaxed smile. “How did I get back here? What happened to our mirror counterparts?”

"Sssh Callie. We launched a counter attack and regained control of the Saber, freed its crew. The mirrors are all safely locked away in the brig darling."

Callie breathed a sigh of relief, she had no reason to doubt Jon he wouldn’t lie to her. “I still can’t sense you! The collar is gone so why aren’t my senses back?”

According to Sam and Deanna, you suffered a shock at being taken and it has thrown your senses out of flux. They assure me you should have them back in a few days." Jon replied.

Callie nodded. “I hope so, you know how I feel about being without my senses.” She gave him the best smile she could muster. “I’m glad you’re okay, I was so worried that they’d hurt you!”

Jon nodded, "I do know honey. You feel lost without them but it is just temporary. No need to get upset or worry about it needlessly. In a few days you will be as right as rain."

Callie nodded and lay back in bed motioning for Jon to join her. “Are the kids okay? Where are they?”

"The kids are fine. They are with the Henderson's. I thought you could use a little peace and quiet while you recovered." Jon replied as he came to sit on the edge of the bed.

Callie nodded as she took his hand resting it on her as her way of saying that she wanted him to be with her, Jon always knew how to make her feel better.

He smiled and he leaned forward and kissed her softly. he needed to proceed carefully. He took her hand and kissed it as well. He then moved to lie beside her.

Callie returned the kiss, they didn’t get a lot of time together without their children so any chance to spend it with Jon was precious.

Jon kissed her again, more aggressive, rougher. His lips pressing down on hers as he gripped her breasts and gave them a squeeze.

Callie accepted the kiss before giving Jon a curious look, she wasn’t used to him being this way with her it seemed odd. “What brought this on? You’re not usually so…aggressive.”

"Just a change of pace darling." He answered as his lips went to her nipples where his teeth captured one and he bit down on it, not overly hard but enough to get Callie's attention, even as he worked her nightdress off so she was completely bare beneath him. "Much better." He stated softly.

Callie was surprised, she and Jon had experimented with different experiences in love making so she wasn’t overly worried about the change. Instead she encouraged him, her fingers trailing through his hair. “I like this, we should do it more often” she smiled.

His eyes twinkled devilishly at Callie's encouragement. "Your wish is my command." He replied as he leaned forward and his teeth found her other nipple, capturing it as he bit down again, again not hard enough to cause pain but enough to get her attention. "Like that?" He asked looking up at her.

Callie was surprised yet again, something seemed odd about Jon but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it yet, or maybe it was just her imagining it? She couldn’t decide. “Maybe” she nodded.

Jon eyes glinted at Callie's uncertain answer. He leaned forward again and first massaged her breasts before he kissed her breasts and then again bit them....hard.

“Hey! Not quite so hard!” Callie gave Jon a hard stare. “Jon I…I’m sorry I’m just…” she shook her head.

Jon smiled at her, though the smile didn't reach his eyes. "What's the matter sweetie? I thought you'd like it rough."

“I…I’m not sure anymore” Callie frowned. “Something doesn’t feel right, I just..” she looked at him before a more reassured look crossed her face. “Ohh to hell with it!” She giggled as she practically threw herself into at him. “Do your worst!”

~ A while later ~

Callie lay on the bed breathing heavily, to say she was tired and feeling sore from their experiment into rough and tumble love making, was an understatement. “Ohh my…” she grinned. “I’m going to feel that in the morning!”

"Oh darling. I can assure you, you are going to feel much worse in the morning." Jon oozed menacingly into her ear as he brought forth the cuffs, leg shackles and gag to put back on Callie. Then pulled her arms roughly behind her and slapped the security cuffs tightly around her wrists and trapping them behind her back. he then quickly recuffed her ankles and placed the gag back in her mouth just as tightly as before. "Can't have you going anywhere now can we?" He chuckled evilly at her as she lay nude, gagged and bound on the bed.

Callie’s expression was one filled with horror, she’d been duped well and truly. What would her Jon think of her now? She’d betrayed him in the worst way imaginable, that’s if she even got back to him. She lay there gagged and bound feeling defeated.

Mirror Jon smiled down at her, "You were good, not as good as my Callie but a good ride and don't worry. I'm going to beam you back to our quarters where we can do this again."

Callie would have given a mouthful of abuse if she could have, instead she simply shook her head in defiance.

"Oh 'darling.' You don't have a say in this and with you being naked, we don't have to waste time on taking your clothes off." Mirror Jon teased her.

There was one thing he hadn’t considered that Callie had, the collar was still off. Closing her eyes she focussed hard on her Jon, using their connection to call to him. Her cries echoing out silently to find the man who was her strength.

**Aboard the Washington**

Jon heard Callie's call to him. *Hang on Callie! I'm coming!* He sent back to the woman he loved more than life itself.

Hearing Jon’s voice Callie didn’t let it show, she knew that wouldn’t be popular doom her rescue. Instead she kept up a defiant front, Jon’s doppelgänger would never touch her that way ever again.

"Well darling, going to send you back to the cabin. You go ahead and rest build your strength back up for out next time." He paused and laughed. "That's a good look on you defiant and utterly helpless. I like it." He teased.

Callie wanted to cry, scream, laugh, just to see his face when her Jon came for her. She would hold out until then.

"However for now, time for you to go back to the cabin." Mirror Jon remarked as he picked up a communicator and spoke into it.

Callie was glad she would be alone, it wouldn’t be for long, Jon was coming for her and she would be going home.

{OFF}

 

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