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  1. Homecoming Jylliene and Nijil Time is a capricious thread weaving events, emotions, and memories together into our lives. Without it, life is non-existent, a needed dimension among many. Most lifeforms are born, live for a time, then perish all within a single life. You are, well...you for it all. No second life. Not so for Nijil Korjata. Through no fault of his own, his life switched with another over forty times. Each of those transformations left him with a murky, but vivid dream each time he woke from his journey. All except the last time. It was not enough to keep him sedated to suppress the truth from him. Technology broke down, leaving him stranded in space and time. The repairs were beyond the scope of the other person pulling the strings from so far away. Eventually, it was technology restoring his mind to his body, but not without a cost. While only days past on Aegis as many departments tackled the problem nearly seventeen months passed with the Yith. To survive Nijil needed to assume another life, or more pointedly, align his mind with his new body. The walk to the door to his home on Aegis went silently as every step from sickbay had to be measured. His companion on the other side, Muuhi, told him as much, but he knew from his arrival months ago walking as someone else was a learned skill. Nijil stopped short of colliding with the door before placing his hand on the threshold. He pressed his finger on the panel to release the lock. The door slid open with the familiar hiss, but its absence from his experience over the months startled him. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh as he entered his abode for the first time in so long. "It feels larger, are au sure these are the same quarters?" Nijil queried while he stood in the center of the main room. Moments later he realized they could not have moved everything in the span of a few days and place it back like it was before. "Wait, it's just me." Before him was the couch. He spent many a night relaxing upon it and it was the one object he missed while away. As be sat he thought it funny he moved from one comfort of a biobed to another of this couch. "Jylliene." Nijil spoke, neither a question nor a statement. “Nijil. Good to have you back home,” she responded with a smile. The Rihan let out a long sigh. "I have so much to tell you." He looked up at her with a look of a puppy having done something bad. "So much as happened." She gestured toward the couch. “Then we’d best start catching up.” Nijil nodded, then dropped to the couch. It felt very familiar, the cushions feeling worn just like he remembered. He glided his fingers against the stitching, letting the sensation jog his memory of the mundane. Moments of silence passed, then Nijil laughed softly. "Almost seventeen months and only days here. She warned me of a miscalculation. The time differential was over fourteen hundred years and the Federation did not have a temporal discriminator sensitive enough to get the number just right. Muuhi and I eventually figured out what happened to the generator, but it was taking us a very long time to repair it." He stopped. "Do we have any serline water?" “If that’s one of their drinks, it’s possible Prani programmed it into our replicator,” Jyl replied, and inquired at the machine, which chirped and produced a glass of … some kind of water, anyhow. She took it to Nijil. He took it with a bit of gusto and drank half of it right away. His eyes closed in response to the bubbles in the drink and the sweet tingle at the end warmed his smile. "I drank this every day after she introduced it to me, after a particularly long repair analysis session." “What was it like there?” she asked, sitting beside him. Nijil stared at the table where he rested his glass. "It is a remote lab a couple of light-years from the Yith homeworld. It was a bit cold and dark. Just like my dreams, though they really were memories. They like the color red, the remote lab painted in it from floor to ceiling. The work there was potentially dangerous, so they were the only two there. Most of all though, it was quiet." He smiled warmly. "It was creepy, at first, but I had a good friend during my stay. So, how was Prani?" “She was fine - apologetic, pleasant. She seemed to enjoy having a daughter around. But of course, she was only here for a few days. Annisha played music for her. Their music.” Jylliene wasn’t sure what else to say. She shrugged and added, “She seemed nice.” Something finally registered with her, and she asked, “Those dreams of yours, where you felt like you were seeing through someone else’s eyes - those were all times she switched with you?” "Yes, they tried their best to adjust to my schedule and they were spot on most of the time. Muuhi kept me relaxed on the bed before the generator's capacitor powered up to full. Kept me company for long hours talking about themselves. I guess they did not want to alter my life much while they were hunting for information about their people. That did not work out." “No, no it didn’t.” Nijil reached out and held her hand. "Don't get me wrong. I could not have been better treated, even if it was with her friend nearly all of the time. I think I went through all the stages of grief in a matter of a few months. Not a day went by I did not think of you and Annisha, but...the days did get easier." He teared up a bit. "There were many nights I thought I should just let everything go. Aegis, Annisha, and my e'lev. I am sorry." “You were trying to get by - you had to consider the chance that you wouldn’t make it back.” She smiled and squeezed his hand. "Yes, I even investigated acquiring a cryogenic pod, stealing a ship, then racing here to await and awakening. How does one do that over the centuries? Besides, I'd be in Prani's body. A tall, lean cat-like woman living in this room with such short ceilings?" “Well, we could move quarters. I’m glad the switch worked instead, though.” She grinned at him. "Yes, but I could leap into the air. Even I was agile, once I learned to not fall over. The Yith walk on their toes with very powerful legs." His eyes widened as he remembered something. "Wait...let me get a PADD." Nijil leap from the couch to grab a device off the table. He then sat back down, nearly bouncing his mate off the cushions. "Watch this," he said, starting to sketch out something on the larger PADD screen. After a minute of silence and a lot of strokes, he presented his work. A rather detailed cross-hatch of herself, white lines on a black background, appeared on the PADD. "What do you think?" “That’s incredible, Nijil,” she replied, examining the likeness. “You learned this while you were there, too?” "No, not at all, but I think I know what happened. Given the ability to switch minds I bet she could implant a memory or two." He smiled. "She wanted to give me something for my birthday, even though it would not happen for generations." He then chuckled. "I think this is the best way for me to remember my experiences." He paused, saving the image on the PADD. "So, no jokes about me being a woman? Can't wait to get a ribbing from my staff." “Not right now. Rather glad just to know you’re back.” She leaned against him and sighed contentedly.