ST:HMB Doall’s Do-Over, Part 9

Personal Log, Supplemental My parents insisted we stay away from crowds, and I could hardly argue since I wanted to keep a low temporal profile, so we had lunch with Doctor Jorseen, then wandered the nearby park, talking and feeding the ducks. My younger self didn’t...

ST:HMB Doall’s Do-Over, Part 8

She let her mother—Natalia—help her dress, feigning ignorance at the buckles and ties that she’d spent nearly three years fighting with as a teen. Her mother, in turn, gave her a crash course on Chatwayan etiquette while she fussed over each ruffle and pull. When...

ST:HMB Doall’s Do-Over, Part 7

“So, I’m not in a hospital?” Her parents exchanged glances. “I assure you, Doctor Jorseen is very skilled.” “Oh, I’m sure! I mean, I feel fine, really. I’m just…trying to get oriented.” She glanced around, seeing the room in a new way, as someone’s guest...

ST:HMB Doall’s Do-Over, Part 6

Personal Log of Ellie Doall, Ensign, Intergalactic Date 676592, in my timeline, I think Next time I see the Big Rock Donut of Time, I’m going to give it a piece of my mind. As I thought back to my life, I realized the only place I would have met Jirek was at the...

ST:HMB Doall’s Do-Over, Part 5

Ellie raced down the corridor, instinct calling her to the bridge. Around her, everyone was hurrying to their stations and getting ready for battle, so no one noticed anything different about another blue-uniformed ensign. Thus, Ellie did not remember that, in this...