: Not mine. BtVS belongs to Whedon. Star Trek is Gene Roddenberry's baby.
Faith knew she would have to move soon. No matter how devastated she was, the energy that came with the Slayer package would only allow her to sit still for so long. She was already about three days past what anyone back on Earth would ever have believed her capable of. But somehow, to move would be to move on, and she didn’t know how to do that.
She’d overheard one of the reports to the captain, who was still firmly under the doctor’s care and would remain so until they reached the Earth that wasn’t hers and had never had a Slayer. At least Pike had survived. One less stain on her conscience. Bless me, father, for I have sinned.
It had been the Vulcan talking. Spock. The one Nero had blamed for the destruction of Romulus. At the time Ayel had told her of the Vulcan, she had wondered who could stand by and let a whole world be destroyed.
But this Spock was not the one who had been there. That had been a different Spock, an older Spock. The Spock of this dimension was still young. Given that Vulcans aged like Romulans, she wasn’t really sure how old he was, but it seemed like the equivalent of a mid to late twenties human.
This Spock had been discussing the implications of Nero’s time travel and disruption of the timeline in this dimension. He’d been talking about parallel universes. That had gotten Faith thinking. Somewhere in the myriad of dimensions, there was a universe close to this one where things had turned out differently.
Somewhere, there was a universe where the Romulans had spotted her and beamed her aboard about a minute later. A universe where she hadn’t fallen in love with Ayel. A universe where she had lost the wager that won their freedom from that Klingon prison. A universe where she had died on the Narada
, in blissful ignorance of being on the wrong side of not just murder, but genocide.
Of all the possible universes, why did she have to end up in this one? Death she could have dealt with. Living with this, though? It was too much.