Date: 2009-11-07 08:17 pm (UTC)
The eyes that stared at Jim were younger, a horror in his expression. Jim had been there. He could never have known the truth, enough truth to whisper those words in that context, that name, if he didn't know.

The universes were closer together then Kirk ever, ever wanted them to be. He looked down, unable to take that look that Jim was giving him. He rarely even ever had nightmares about then, none the less try to actively think about it.

It hadn't stopped him from having a small hoard of food in the dorms during his time at the academy.
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