[locked to hesdead_jim] Alternate Reality

[sweetinaskirt]

Slowly waking up in her big, cozy bed, Daniela scooted back a bit, wanting Leonard's warmth to encompass her. Not feeling any warmer, she scooted back a bit more, then more. She gave a sleepy pout. He must have gone into the bathroom

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[sweetinaskirt]

Meanwhile, Dani had headed into the Captain's -- or her -- ready room, finding a PADD on the table. She quickly went through the duty roster, familiarizing herself with the crew currently on the bridge. Apparently the helmsman was Lieutenant McKenna.

After that, she asked the computer to locate Doctor McCoy, crossing her fingers that he was aboard. If he wasn't, what was she going to do? Confide everything to Spock and have him escort her to the med bay for a psych evaluation?

The computer answered that Leonard was in his office in the med bay and she let out a relieved breath, standing up. But then a thought struck her and she sat back down. What if he was like everyone else? What if he thought she was the captain? She hated being alone in all this, and all she wanted was her old life. The only thing she could do was go and see Leonard, and then she'd know if she had an ally in this whole mess, or if she was alone. She smiled ruefully as she realized what a captain-y thought that was.

Standing back up, she exited to the bridge and started to head out when she remembered she had to hand over the bridge to someone else.

"Mr. Spock," she said, as clearly as she could, "I have something to attend to. The bridge is yours in my absence."

He nodded. "Yes, captain."

Then she headed towards medical to speak to Leonard, a spring in her step at not messing up so far.

[hesdead_jim]

Leonard did much the same as Daniela; he looked through the files of his medical staff. Four of the nurses he knew - thankfully, Christine being one of them still - but the rest he didn't. He needed to, he needed to be sure he didn't slip up.

But then he couldn't help and look into his own file. Into Jocelyn's too. She was still McCoy. Still his wife. They had never divorced; she had become a diplomat and as her career in Starfleet began, it seemed his did too. They must have chosen this together.

[sweetinaskirt]

Daniela walked down the corridor, unnerved at those who passed by greeting her. She hated attention and this was like being in a spotlight. How she hadn't dissolved into tears on the bridge she didn't know. Maybe she'd been in shock.

She entered the med bay soon enough and headed straight for Leonard's office, stopping before the door and taking a deep breath to compose herself. She couldn't just throw herself at him. She had to be professional, just in case... Well, she didn't want to think about that possibility. It was time to dive in.

She hit the chime and waited.

[hesdead_jim]

He sat up straighter when he heard the chime to his door and called out for whoever it was to come in. He kept the medical roster up on his PADD so if he needed to look down to see who it was in front of him, he could do quickly. It was about the only thing he could think of that would help in this moment.

[sweetinaskirt]

The door swished open and she stepped inside, keeping her expression as neutral as she could. But her eyes couldn't quite mask how pleased she was to see him there, looking ever the same. At least he had the same uniform, unlike her.

"Hello, Doctor. How are things in here today?" She figured that was a good way to start. Feeling that she was going to start fidgeting soon, she clasped her hands behind her back like Spock.

[hesdead_jim]

His eyes lit up at seeing her and he rose to get a better look at her. "Daniela," he was about to add further, before he saw what she was wearing. Not her usual colour, at all. Taking a better look at her, he saw the insignia and rank, his eyes widening. "Captain? Oh, oh of course. Captain. Things are... fine. An' things with you?"

[sweetinaskirt]

She took note of the hesitation, but she didn't want to be too hopeful yet.

"Things are... good, yeah. Yes. Uhh, I just wanted to, see if everything was... in order in here today." Meeting his eyes carefully, she added, "A lot can change overnight, don't you think?"

[hesdead_jim]

"You have no idea," he replied with a low breath. Shifting, he leant with his hip against his desk, looking over at her curiously. Was she hinting, or was he simply going through some sort of wishful thinking.

[sweetinaskirt]

"Oh?" Maybe she could get him to reveal something. "Problems? Anything you want to tell me?" She crossed her fingers behind her back, begging please over and over again in her head.

[hesdead_jim]

"Jus' didn't seem right when I woke up this mornin'. A lil'... strange," he was looking at her curiously then, searching for something that might not even be there. But oh, how he hoped it was.

[sweetinaskirt]

"You know," she replied, moving closer, "things felt strange when I woke up today too. Like... I wasn't where I was supposed to be." There; she had been nice and vague. If he wasn't going through the same thing as her, he wouldn't think there was something weird happening to her.

[hesdead_jim]

He let out a breath then and also stepped closer, leaning in just so to get a better look at her. "I was where I was supposed ta be. Wrong person by my side, though."

[sweetinaskirt]

"W-Wrong person?" Her eyes darted across his face. Who had been in their bed with him when he'd woken up that morning?

"What do you mean?"

[hesdead_jim]

"I need ta know first -- an' feel free ta have me committed if I'm wrong -- what should your last name be?" he worried his bottom lip between his teeth.

[sweetinaskirt]

Now she understood the expression "heart leaps into your throat," because that was exactly how her heart felt at the moment. He was the same Leonard from the night before!

"What should-- I-It's McCoy. McCoy!"

[hesdead_jim]

"Oh, thank th' lord yer normal," telling the computer to lock the door to his office, he immediately moved to wrap his arms around her for a tight, much needed hug.