=Lieutenant (j.g.) Rodgers quarters= Rick laid in his bed, trying to catch up on some sleep, but that was easier said than done. He had tossed and turned, turned his pillow over several times, and even replicated himself a new pillow. This didn’t have the desired effect. He opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of something moving in the darkness of his quarters. “Lights,” Rick said as he sat up in his bed. He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “It must be the lack of sleep,” Rick said as he laid his head back on his pillow. As sleep finally overtook him, and his eyes closed once more, he saw movement again. This time, he just ignored it. But, before he finally fell to sleep, he thought he saw himself standing at the replicator. Three hours later, he was awaken by a noise. He shot up in his bed and again saw nothing strange. After a few moments, Rick decided that he wasn’t going to be able to get anymore sleep, so he stood and walked over to the replicator to get a cup of coffee. Then the feeling of deja vu his him as he was standing at the replicator. He shrugged it off since using the replicator was something he done at least three times a day. Still, he looked in the mirror across the room and the reflection looked familiar. A half hour later, he was looking at a data padd, going through beta shift’s duty logs for the next couple of days in the mess hall when the doors opened, but no entered or left the room. It then opened again as Rick glanced up to see Ensign Gomez enter. Gomez nodded at Rick and walked over to the replicator to order something. Rick paid no more attention as he again began to focus on the padd. A couple minutes later, he heard the doors whoosh open again and saw ... Gomez enter ...? Gomez nodded as Rick looked over at the replicator to see if Gomez could see him standing there. No one was there. Like before, though, Gomez walked up to the replicator and ordered a drink. He then walked to where Rick was sitting. “Hey, sir,” Hector said, holding a cup as he sat across from Rick. “I just experience something really strange,” Rick said, a little puzzled. “Oh,” Hector said, smiling. “Is it more strange than the usual strange, or just strange.” Rick put the padd down on the table. “I saw you enter the room,” Rick said. “What’s so strange about that?” Hector asked. “I saw you enter the room about three minutes ago,” Rick said. “Then you entered again two minutes later.” “Why would I do that?” Hector asked. “I don’t know, but I know what I saw,” Rick said. “Maybe this is the early stages of insanity.” Hector was no longer smiling as he leaned across the table with his cup in front of him. “I don’t know,” Hector said. “Just a few minutes ago, I was talking to Ensign Krez and he said he thought he saw himself working on the same conduit that he had been working on less than an hour earlier.” Rick then thought back to when he was in his quarters. He remembered seeing himself, then wondered if there was some sort of link. Before he was able to go deep in thought ... “Rick, get your ass to the damaged area. Report every five minutes. Take Gamma team with you. I want power up there yesterday, McTaggert out!" With that, Rick stood and walked past Hector, but stopped just a couple of feet behind him. “What do you know about temporal mechanics?” Rick asked. “Probably about as much as you,” Hector said. “Then again, if I recall, you aced basic temporal at the academy. Why?” “Just wondering,” Rick said as he left the mess hall, a thousand thoughts going through his mind. Lieutenant (j.g.) Rick Rodgers Assistant Engineering Officer U.S.S. Chimera and Ensign Hector Gomez (npc) Assistant Engineering Officer U.S.S. Chimera