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Of all the things Jim Kirk wishes he could do right now, getting good and drunk to drown his sorrows is certainly towards the top of the list. But his doctor says no, absolutely not, and never in his life has he wanted to go against doctor's orders less than he does lately.

So the captain finds himself in the Forum, unsure even what the hell to do with himself, and he gingerly eases himself down onto one of the couches, moving with the careful patience of the recently physically injured, before he notices the date on a nearby calendar.

Father's Day. Huh. How... stupidly appropriate.

"For those who've lost a parent... how the hell do you honor their memory? Even if you haven't, do you bother doing holidays like this?"

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"Those hospital stays are always difficult. I had to be on bed rest for quite some time, after the birth of our third child."

"How long before the doctors cut you loose?"

"About a week or so..."

"Lucky." Jim smiles faintly. "I'm not a big fan of hospitals. I'd say doctors too, but my best friend is my Chief Medical Officer, so that doesn't work."

"I have a faster rebound time than most other people might." April shrugs her shoulders slightly.

Well, that's a hint if he ever heard one. But it's generally rude to ask people what they are, so he doesn't. Besides, there are more relevant questions to ask, and since she's obviously been here before, this one shouldn't sound too weird. "What year are you from?"

April blinks for a moment. "Right now... I live in a dimension that is early 21st Century."

It is the best answer to give him. Because her birth dimension is on a different timeline than the one she lives in. And she knows that there are older versions of her children who visit the Nexus from a different timeline.

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More twenty-first century people. "Seems that's pretty common around here," he says, wondering why that is. "It's 2259 back home, but I haven't met anybody from my century here yet."

"I am sure you will. Eventually."

"Probably," he agrees. "If this place is as infinite as they say, there's someone from anywhere around here."

"Anywhere and everywhere. It is quite an interesting place."

"And sometimes look-alikes and alternate universe versions of people you know, from what I hear." It's occurred to him suddenly that there might be an Admiral Pike somewhere in the Nexus, and Jim doesn't have a clue what he would do if that ever turns out to be the case.

"My husband has met some of his alternates. And I met a look-alike." April nods slightly. "The time difference is a little unusual."

"I have heard of older versions of my children showing up here."

Jim frowns a little. "How weird is that? Do you have to avoid each other?" Back home, to interact with a person out of their time in a shared universe is one of the biggest no-nos you can possibly do.

"Hmmmm.... I don't know. I have never been here at the same time as one of them. So maybe..."

"I just have spoken to others, who have had conversations with the older aspects of my children."

"I'd say that might be cheating, but I had to use someone else's future knowledge on a mission before, so I guess I can't point fingers."

"Knowing the future is cheating?" She smiles.

"Legally, yeah. Messing with time travel is really tricky ground." Jim shifts a little on the couch, trying to find a more comfortable position that doesn't bother his back.

"Oh dear... would you get into trouble if you interacted with someone who had the ability to know the future?" Because if that is a possibility, April should end this conversation pretty soon.

"Not necessarily," Jim says, giving her a second glance, considering the insinuation there. "The Department of Temporal Investigations don't seem to care what I do here, though I dunno if that's because they don't know about the Nexus, or if it's because this place is so complicated. If they were watching, I'd already be in trouble for telling you I'm from the twenty-third century."

"Wow. I have never had to deal with a Department of Temporal Investigations." And that includes her work with the Justice League. She should bring it up at their next meeting. It sounds like something they might want to be aware of.

Jim shrugs carefully, slowly. "They might not be a thing outside universes with Starfleet. I don't have enough experience with other universes yet to know for sure."

"I would be interested in learning about them. It might be something that our universe might want to look at implementing."

"They run a tight ship, so I don't actually know too much. They show up whenever someone's time traveled and there's a risk they've changed things, and it's their job to set it right if it needs to be. At least, that's the theory." Jim has no idea why DTI never did anything about Ambassador Spock and Nero interfering with the timeline, but maybe they know something he doesn't. Maybe trying to fix it would only make things worse somehow.

"Very interesting."

"And you had an encounter once already?"