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Introductions seem to be in order. I'm Sam Kirk, here filling in for my brother for a bit.

I have to be honest, I'm not sure if Jim was a Warden or an Inmate. I could see both, really. Since it's Jim. [AND THAT SHOULD SAY IT ALL]

Anyway, it's nice to meet you all.

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[Sleeping in the same bed with someone wasn't really something new for Sam. Because you know, he was married. So it didn't really register with him immediately that something was off as he was waking up, still caught in that early morning fog where you don't really remember what happened last night. Like when you agreed to take your little brother's place on a prison boat.]

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[You don't get an answer to that, but Jim is leaving McCoy's room and heading for wherever Sam's hanging out. The door looks like it's from the same ship wherever Bones wound up on which is kind of cool - and maybe gives Sam's story about running into each other in what was apparently his future some tiny bit of credibility - and he presses the chime to get Sam to let him in.

Or he could probably just override the lock because 1. it's probably his room from the future and 2. he's just that good at that kind of thing.]

[Show off. And fair warning, if you tried to punch him? Sam is taller. And he'll sock you back.

Sam went to get the door, offering Jim a little bit of a smile when he saw him. For peace or something.]

"Looks like you found it alright."

[When has the other guy being bigger ever made him back down from a fight before?

Seeing him in person kind of just made the whole thing more real, and not really in a good way, because this was the guy who had said he wasn't a good enough reason to stick around and then hadn't been bothered to come back when their mom got sick.

So he just sort of scowled at the comment.]

"I'm not helpless, Sam."

[Look, he got an assignment, a really good one and Mom had understood why he had to take it.]

"I didn't say you were." [Small pause.] "I'm pretty sure these are your quarters."

[You could have come home to say goodbye, you asshole.

He looked around the room a little, sort of not sure of what to make of all this because it was pretty surreal to be here in the first place, let alone having Sam here and throwing all this stuff about the future andddd these kind of looked like captain's quarters, which was pretty fucking cool.]

"Don't know where else I'd be sleeping here." [Moron. But okay, changing the topic a little bit, Mr. I Am From The Future.] "Since when do I have a dog?"

"I don't know. He came with the room." [And yeah that had surprised Sam as well.]

"Right." [Well this is just awkward and uncomfortable.] "You can stay here until whatever this is is over. I'll stay in Bones's room. Just let me grab some clothes and I'll get out of your hair."

[Yeah like he was going to let you kick him out of the room. Nice try, buddy.]

"I thought we were going to try talking."

[He wasn't, he wants to go raid Bones's booze stash and pretend he doesn't know you. :|]

"What is there to talk about?"

"I'm sorry, Jim. For everything. I really am."

"And you waited until now to say anything? You left, Sam, saying I'm sorry doesn't change what happened."

"I needed space, alright? I was fourteen, and I hated everything about that place. It's the biggest regret I have, but there it is. I have a family now. I want them to know you."

"Well I'm sure that's really great and everything, but I have other stuff I need to worry about right now that doesn't involve soothing your conscience." [He wasn't really being fair, and he knew it, but seriously Sam, fuck you for catching him off guard like this and dumping all this on him. He turned away from him, fully intending on grabbing enough clothes to get by for a while without having to steal McCoy's and just leaving it at that.] "So if it's all the same to you, I think we should just-"

[He cut himself off mid sentence, staring at the holo he didn't recognize of both his parents, which was pretty prominently displayed on a shelf in his quarters on the ship he was apparently going to captain and that was just-]

"What is that?"

"It's from my living room. I gave it to you a couple of weeks ago."

[Jim walked over to it to get a better look, glancing back cautiously at Sam and frowning at him, his expression somewhere between suspicion, disbelief and maybe something that was maybe hope because just what.]

"You gave it to me?"

"I made a copy but I figured you should have one too."

[Wow. What do you even say to that?] "Thanks, I guess."

[What you just said :c]

"I meant what I said, Jim."

"Why didn't you come back?" [You knew Mom was sick. :\]

"I tried. But I was halfway across the galaxy and brand new at the station and broke, I don't know if you really appreciate how expensive it is to travel when you don't have your own starship. I just... couldn't make it work."

[Jim just nodded, looking at the holo in silence for a couple more seconds before turning back to Sam.]

"So."

"So. Do you at least believe I'm not lying?"

"I guess."

Sam wanted to roll his eyes at that, but maybe he didn't feel like starting another fight with him.

"So I woke up in a strange girl's room when I got here."

Jim let out a quiet snort of laughter. "That's not shocking." Your brother gets around, Sam. "Who was it?" Because if there was going to be someone wandering around wondering why he'd stood them up for a second date or whatever, he should probably know about it in advance.

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