dear_mun | On reviewing her TOS counterpart

I'm sorry, I need a moment to process this.

A child? I find that incredibly hard to believe. I know myself. I wouldn't be so foolish as to allow for a mistake like that and Starfleet contraceptive implants are incredibly effective. Not to mention that Jim... I can't see Jim... it's just too much to wrap my mind around. Which is exactly why I presume it was a mistake and certainly not something that was planned by any means. Never mind the total lack of a sexual relationship.

Not that Jim isn't a wonderful man. I just can't picture him as someone interested in the idea of children. Or settling down with one woman long enough for that to even be a topic of conversation. It couldn't end any way but badly. In fact it did end badly. One could argue that it started badly seeing as that other version of... of me didn't even tell the boy who his father was. I find that incredibly cruel and don't like in the least what it says about me or my character.

Horrible life choices aside, none of that really matters. The circumstances there were completely different so I don't see why you felt the need to share that bit of information. I was perfectly fine not knowing. Ignorance is bliss. As it is I don't think I'll be able to look the Captain in the eye for quite some time without feeling the need to apologize for something that hasn't even happened.

You are a cruel mun and I am appalled by your lack of decency in this matter. I believe a stiff drink is in order.

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Thought you might say that.

[He produces the bottle and two glasses, pouring each of them a few fingers.]

Hell of a thing to find out. [McCoy adds before taking a swallow of bourbon. Might be a very Southern thing o' him, but far as he's concerned there's really only one thing to do at times like these]

It came as quite the shock to the system.

*Bless the doctor and his seeming ability to always be prepared. Especially right now.

Carol takes a slow sip of the liquor and savors the taste before taking a slightly larger one for the burn of it down her throat.*

I still don't really understand a majority of it. The reasoning was so very flawed.

[If working on the Enterprise has taught him anything, it's have the medical kit on standby, and the liquor ready at all times.]

I'm a doctor, not a temporal physicist so this is all over my head too.

[The one thing he does know, is that if she's anything like the other Spock, she probably had a very different life.

[He shrugs taking another sip himself.]

Well, I figure it must've made sense to her for some reason. Can't fathom what though.

That world... what happened with the Narada was tragic. What happened to Vulcan was inexcusable, and then my father... they were all terrible things, but is it wrong to say I'm thankful we're not those people?

*To a degree Carol could understand it but coming from a divorced family where her father had been an active and loving part of her life up until a point, she couldn't imagine ever denying a child the chance to have a father. Or doing something like that to Jim. It was cold.*

She wanted to protect him. In the end it was a wasted effort.

No, I can understand that. Can't help but wonder what it might have been like. Though, y'know, how different their lives are.

[He nods slightly.]

Guess it was.

I suppose we'll always wonder to a degree-- those that know at least. There are those that walk around blissfully ignorant of what things might have been like for them otherwise. Sometimes I envy those people.

[McCoy nods pensively.]

Gonna have to agree with you on that.

A toast to ignorance then?

*She holds up her glass despite knowing she sounds a little on the bitter side.*

To blissful ignorance.

[He clinks his glass against hers before draining the last of the bourbon from it.]

Still not all bad.

*She tilts her head toward him in a nod before doing the same, only pulling the smallest of faces as it all goes down.*

A silver lining then?

The other me has a daughter, seems like a good kid.

[He pours himself another finger or two before holding out the bottle to Carol.]

Besides, she thinks my ex-wife's new husband is an asshole, so she's good in my book.

I'm familiar with Joanna. Or at least a version of her. We share what my mun refers to as headspace.

*She gladly takes the bottle and pours herself just enough to sip on. She does have a job to do and getting too tipsy to do it is something that's probably ill advised.*

I've heard stories. Clay, isn't it?

Oh really?

Y'see, that's the funny part. She said her mom's name is Jocelyn, but I don't know a Jocelyn, my ex-wife's name is Pam. So's that mean that I'm gonna meet Jocelyn, marry her, have a kid, and get divorced all over again a few years down the line?

Really.

It's a point of contention with my mun. You see, Jocelyn is in this headspace as well. It's actually quite crowded.

*She takes another sip of her drink.* The mun usually points to a certain book whenever the topic gets brought up before regressing into growls and curses about writers being lazy.

Same on this end. ... How's she doing?

Pretty sure my mun was tempted to set the damn thing on fire if we're thinking of the same one.

Jocelyn? Very quiet these days. I believe the whole Pamela debacle may have gotten to her more than she lets on.

Muns are very complicated creatures. Very similar to certain weapons in a way. One wrong move and you face a potential explosion.

Hh. [He's quiet for a second, trying to figure out what to make of that.] And Joanna?

You don't know the half of it. Bring up some movies around this guy, he goes ballistic.

Joanna is very much like you. Stubborn. Strong willed. Loyal. She wasn't necessarily pleased when I first took up residence but it's something she's accepted.

I think that holds true for a majority of them. The material might be different but the reactions are often ridiculously similar.

[He chuckles. Can't imagine why.]

Just like dear old dad, huh?

Well, you love something and see it get messed with, you're not exactly gonna be happy.

I think it's a fair assumption on my part to say she comes by the traits honestly enough.

*Though she's seen enough of Jocelyn to note what it is she gets from her mother as well. That just might be a bit of a sensitive topic for the doctor.*

No. No you're not. We all tend to go to extremes with things we love.

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