--he could almost see the science station under his fingertips.

At the familiar use of his name, Spock quirked an eyebrow, following it around to assess the speaker. Geordi LaForge. He was younger than Spock remembered; still wearing his visor, no salt and pepper in his hair. But he was something familiar in a universe which had become - eerily - one step away from familiar at every turn.

Time, it seemed, was no more reliable here than it had been at home--at least that was constant.

"Mr La Forge."