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The smell of coffee permeated the room.

“I take it you have your memory back?” came Xander’s voice from the couch.

“Huh?” Buffy looked around frantically. “Where the hell am I?” I guess it wasn’t some strange dream, she thought.

“You are in your quarters on the USS Titan. You just took a sonic shower and replicated coffee. Morning routine...I assumed...”

“I didn’t realise that I was doing it. I don’t remember anything.”

“Not of the good. Look get dressed and I’ll take you back to Sickbay. Dr Bashir wanted to see you again this morning.”

“I don’t wanna go to that Sick Bay place again.”

“It’s not that bad, Buff”

Reluctantly Buffy dressed, only to be told by Xander that she was expected to be uniform. Buffy slipped into the black and blue unitard thing with the yellow turtle neck and presented herself to Xander for inspection.

Xander was stuffing his face with a cruller and downing a coffee. “Finally” he mumbled. He took her elbow and practically shoved her out the door.

“Good Morning!” greeted Doctor Bashir as he came in the sliding doors.

Buffy smiled.

“So how’s your head this morning?”

“It feels fine.”

Julian pointed a gizmo at her again. Buffy peered at it trying to figure out what exactly this beeping machine was telling the dark haired man next to her.

“Well, your injury appears to have healed quite nicely overnight. How’s the memory?”

“Xander tells me that I did my morning routine as usual, but I don’t remember exactly how or why I did it. I think I was still asleep for most of it.”

“Did you talk to anyone else last night? Besides Lt Harris or Lt Jenkins?”

“Spike”

“Oh, yes, your boyfriend, the one who wrote the program in question?”

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Really? Guess I’m a little behind the ship gossip then, Harry Kim will be really happy to hear that little bit of information. He’s been looking to ask you for a date for ages.”

“Who?”

“Harry Kim, Lt Cmdr, Operations officer?”

Buffy stared at Julian blankly.

“I guess that answers my question about your memory. I’m putting you on medical leave, effective immediately. And I’ll be asking Counsellor Troi to speak with you. As far as I can tell there is nothing physically wrong with you, for your memories to be so altered.” Julian turned to leave the room. “I’ll have someone escort you back to your quarters.”

“Thank you,” Buffy whispered.

“Buffy?”

“Yes?” Buffy wondered if this was counsellor Troi.

“You don’t remember me, I’m Counsellor Deanna Troi, Julian asked me to come see you. May I come in?”

Buffy paused for a moment to make sure that no Vampire tinglies were present before answering. “Sure.” Buffy stepped back from the door to let Deanna Troi in. “Would you like anything to drink? Coffee? I’m sure that computer thingy on the wall could make some appear out of nowhere.”

“Hot chocolate, thanks,”

Buffy ordered the computer to give her one hot chocolate and one glass juice, 2 parts orange, 1 part grapefruit.

“So do you think you can figure out what happened to me?” asked Buffy as she handed the Brunette her hot chocolate.

“I’m gonna try.”

“Julian tells me you remember everything from a Holonovel program that Spike wrote. The Buffy the Vampire Slayer series?”

“Yeah, though the idea that Spike is a world famous writer and not a blood sucking vampire is a bit of a stretch for me right now.”

“I guess it’s helpful that the characters in the program are modeled after people you know.”

“I’d say. You have no idea how glad I was when I found out Xander was here!”

“I saw that you were escorted back here by Ens Doringo. You weren’t embarrassed by having him escort you back?”

“No, I don’t remember him.”

“Just as well, the poor man was terrified that you were going to give him a hard time about falling asleep on his shift 2 days ago, while the Bolian ambassador was on board.”

“Would serve him right if I had, he’s just grateful that I didn’t write it up in his file!”

Deanna gave Buffy a look.

“What?”

“You remembered Ens. Doringo”

“I did?”

“You did. I suspect that your memory lost is only temporary. If you are forced into association with people on this ship your memory should return. How about we take a trip to see where you work?”

It seemed that all heads turned in her direction as she walked out of the elevator and into the room. Deanna pointed towards a console where a man was standing.

“Ma’am” greeted the officer

Buffy nodded, wondering if he worked for her too. Buffy stood examining the massive array of buttons and lights that covered the panel. Suddenly there was beeping.

“Excuse me Ma’am” said the officer as he leaned over her to press a few buttons.

“Captain, incoming transmission from the USS Vancouver, they request rendezvous at coordinates ****. Passenger transfer.”

“Do we know who the passenger is?” asked the bearded man who sat in the very centre of the room.

“Buffy, do you remember who commands the USS Vancouver?” whispered Deanna.

“It was in my file, my dad is the Captain on Vancouver.”

“5 passengers, Sir, Admiral Giles, and 4 civilians, Sir”

“Giles?” whispered Buffy.

“There is also a personal transmission for Lt Summers. Sir”

“Lt, you can take the communication in the lounge,” the bearded man said looking at Buffy.

“Thank you,....Sir” said Buffy, almost forgetting to add the Sir. She knew enough about the military to know that much at least. I guess all the inititiative crap she had had to deal with with Riley was some use.

Deanna pointed to another set of doors, but this time did not follow. The room held a long table, obviously made for meetings, and a set of windows. On one wall was a large screen , with one button flashing. Buffy pushed the button, before her appeared her father.

“Daddy”

“Buffy, baby, how are you?” said the smiling face of her father.

“Confused.”

“I can imagine that. Spike told everyone what’s happened. As soon as he got your location from Xander, last night. I guess he was just lucky that the Vancouver was in orbit of Earth. We will rendezvous in about 5 hours. I’ve got 5 people over here that are anxious to see you baby.”

“Who?”

“Giles, Spike, Willow, Tara and Dawn.”

“Dawnie?”

“Yes ditched her exams for this little trip, told her profs that she had a family emergency. I think she just wanted to come visit you. In 2 years you’ve never asked her to come visit you aboard ship.”

“Like you are one to talk.”

“I’m captain of a star ship Buffy. I was hoping that once you were living this life too you would understand why I didn’t have you growing up on star ships.”

“Sure, whatever”

“I’m not going to get into this argument with you Buffy.”

“You didn’t come to her funeral!”

“There was a war on Buffy! I know that isn’t an excuse.”

“You are right Dad, it isn’t.”

“So are you getting your memories back or is this what you remember from the program? Thank Spike for immortalizing my inability to be a father or husband.”

“Without Spike I wouldn’t know who you even are right now.”

“I suppose, has your counsellor devised some sort of treatment for you? You aren’t going to be memory-less forever are you?”

“I’ll get my memories back, that’s what she tells me anyway.”

“It’s just lucky you are on a ship with Commander Troi. If anyone can help it’ll be her.”

“I’m sure she will be happy to know that you think so highly of her.”

“Ok, Buffy, I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you in 5 hours ok?”

“Ok Dad.”

Buffy terminated the communication and walked out of the sliding doors back on to the bridge.

“I have arranged guest quarters for Admiral Giles and his guests, Sir” the officer at the security station was telling the captain.

The officer noticed that Buffy was back on the bridge and handed her a computer thing. It detailed the room arrangements. The officer had put all five of them in separate rooms. Buffy handed the readout back.

“You can put Miss Rosenburg and Miss McClay in the same room, Miss Summers will stay with me.”

The officer nodded and returned to his station, making the modifications.

Personal Log of Buffy Summers Star date ****

Wouldn’t it be fun if ex boyfriends just simply disappeared from the universe? I think I would like that universe. Angel wouldn’t be flaunting his new model wife at me every time he got a chance. I just love wedding invitations that pop up out of nowhere. Like her life’s work is just so much more important than mine, because she quit her job to have his kids. Funny thing is, or Spike tells me, is that Darla was being so much of a bitch that no one wanted to hire her anymore anyway. I think maybe he was trying to make me feel better. Which brings me to Riley, Mr. covert ops himself. What exactly was I thinking there? Hey baby I’ve got assigned a desk job for a year, transfer your luscious ass to earth so we can have reunion sex pronto! can I just say groan? Why did I put up with his crap for 2 years? Maybe I should tell Xander that I caught him with an Orion slave girl the last vacation I was on with him? Riley sent me a transmission last night, telling me that he always knew that Spike wanted into my pants and that if Spike hadn’t been on Orion with us (and Dawn) there was no way that he (Riley) would have been caught. Cause that makes it sooooo much better. Oh and that he wants to get back together. When I have leave again I’m just supposed to drop all my plans and join him on Earth. I don’t think he gets it. This girl doesn’t like it when her boyfriend bangs green girls behind her back thank you very much.

But on to better news. Spike is coming for 3 weeks, as soon as his program is turned into his publishers. I have the newest one here on my desk. I’m going to run it after I finish my log. It’s called ‘The Gift’. Spike said that I’d be surprised by the ending. He’s been keeping this one under tight wraps for months. Can I just say squeee! Spike’s coming to visit me? I haven’t seen him in forever. Also the whole Riley being jealous of Spike trying to get into my pants...well he’s totally got cause. I wonder exactly what the security staff would think if the knew that I am totally a puddle when I see Spike’s gorgeous face? They’d probably never listen to me again. I over heard Ensign Jones say, and I quote ‘She may be tiny, but she scares me like no Jem Hadar soldier ever did’ If that isn’t a complement I don’t know what is.

I had a great time baby sitting little Kestra Riker last night, It was the Captain and Deanna’s Anniversary. She’s just such a precious little girl. I have a feeling that she’s got the betazoid telepathic thing going for her though, she may be 2 but she knew things... Makes me want to have my own little girl, with blonde hair and blue eyes like her father...yeah it’s silly fantasizing about that kind of thing. The thing is, How can we (Spike and I) possibly have a relationship? I’m on a ship and he has his Hololab in Sunnydale. He couldn’t possibly continue to make his Holonovels from here, there isn’t the resources. It’s hard. Sometimes I think I could drop everything, resign my commission and go be with him, but then that’s not me and I don’t think he’d want that for me. And I certainly don’t want him to give up what he loves doing either.

Harry Kim asked me to go skating again. Been a few times with him, but he’s a really nice guy, and I don’t think of him like that. Even if I wasn’t completely hung up on Spike, I’d still have reservations, it’s not good to get involved with people on the same ship as you, what happens if you break up? My track record for break ups is not great...I don’t think I’d like it if I had to deal with a Harry Kim who was jealous of Spike too. Though he probably is.

Can I just say that Thank God the Bolian ambassador is gone? That man was probably the most difficult person to deal with. And I will never eat Bolian food again! YUCK.

Giles got promoted, at last. Very proud of my god father. Maybe he can order Riley to leave me alone?

Xander wants to run his recreation of the Bronze for Friday night, and invite a whole whack of people. Should be fun. Except that Willow, Tara, and Spike won’t be there to share it with us.

Ok, I’m gone. I’m off to the Holodeck, time to defeat the hellgod Glory (funny how she’s Spike’s sister in reality, I don’t know who got the better deal on that one, Glory, for getting to be a god in the story or Spike for getting the opportunity to kill his sister?).

Buffy sat back. Spike’s gorgeous face? Riley has cause to be jealous of Spike? Harry Kim has cause to be jealous of Spike? Sure Spike’s been really great, the whole not telling Glory that Dawn was the key and all, and there was that whole ‘I may be a monster, but you treat me like a man’ speech. Buffy shook her head to clear it of Spike = nice thoughts. Spike is a vampire. Right? That was the problem, Spike wasn’t a vampire here. I’ll believe that when I see it, her inner sceptic said.

And her inner sceptic was persistent. No amount of exposition from anyone was going to make her believe that her life in Sunnydale, as the vampire slayer was a fantasy. It sucked too much to be a fantasy, for anyone. And she had to get back, Dawn needed her. Sunnydale needed her. She just hoped that this Giles believed her.