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[disparage]

Fortunately for Caroline, her memories of Abax weren't emptied from her skull. She thought they'd be, since that's how it was when she'd returned for her birthday. Her mind hadn't even thought of the place. Looking back over her time in Mystic Falls, she knew something would've triggered a memory; a glance in the mirror, a smell, the smile of a kind nurse in the hospital. She wasn't new to magic existing, but she didn't think that there was a spell as powerful was that to keep her memories at bay.

Finding herself in another strange place was jarring. Caroline felt every nerve in her body jump at the new sights and smells and sounds. With a new face she couldn't quite place, with an accent she hadn't heard at home or at Abax, Caroline kept hoping that by clicking her heels or pinching herself would bring her back to Abax or Mystic Falls.

Neither action worked, but it happened to bring Christine Chapel to her.

She let Christine lead her away, not resisting in the slightest. She was too startled and out of her element to properly react, to be on guard and attack those she didn't quite know. The fact that her first instinct was to stand there startled was worrying for her. Belatedly, she said rather loudly to Christine, "Malfunction?" She looked over her shoulder, but it was effortless. She kept her eyes on the ground, on the walls and the sights around her to log into her memory for any possible future reference. Caroline frowned. "I'm not a malfunction!"

[hypospraying]

Her mind was spinning. Everything that had happened to her in Abax seemed unbelievable, but if she explained everything calmly (and submitted to a psych evaluation, she was sure), there was a chance that her captain and the rest would believe her. Maybe. In the mean time, she steered Caroline through the halls to her quarters. She'd get her doppelganger settled and then call Captain Kirk and a few other senior staff to explain it all. Mr. Scott was probably telling the captain already.

Amused, Christine gave Caroline a smile. "Sure aren't. He meant the transporter. The place you were standing is the transporter pad. It's a way to bring people or supplies onto the ship. Basically it's a really complicated process and it can malfunction, which led him to think I'd been cloned by the machine." She took a breath, then moved from the science talk to something more familiar. "I don't know how you ended up here, but we'll figure it all out, okay? I'm taking you to my quarters so you can sit and relax for a bit."

On the way there were plenty of stares from passing crewmen, but they made it there without incident and Christine typed a code on a number pad before a door slid open and she waved Caroline in. It was a small, one person living quarters, with a living area/office, round dining table and chairs, and a bedroom through a doorway in the back. That doorway also led to a bathroom. It was decorated with some pictures on the walls, and some odd items picked up on shore leave lined a shelf near her desk. Beyond that, it was rather sparse and filled with Starfleet-issued items.

"Here, have a seat. Do you want something to drink?"

[disparage]

Caroline kept quiet, allowing Christine to guide her through the corridors that were unfamiliar territory to her. She tried to take it all in, but with how overwhelmed she felt - and how amplified that was - she wasn't sure she could retrace her steps back to the transporter pad confidently.

Christine's room - or quarters, as she had put it - allowed Caroline's mind to slow down a little and focus on the small things that made it a little more personal. It didn't feel like home or Abax, but the photographs and furniture that she could find in either world's store caused her beating heart to settle. The desire to flight and fight was still there, humming underneath her skin, with the threat of her canines and veins around her eyes exposing her still a risk. With Stefan's breathing methods, Caroline was able to somewhat calm herself down.

Doing as Christine suggested, she took a seat in one of the chairs. She seemed to fall into it like a doll without much thought. It took her a few moments, perhaps ten seconds, to even act as though she had heard Christine's question. "Do you guys have, like, space things here? Because I really can't survive without Pepsi. Or really good tequila."

Caroline's priorities in situations like this were not always as expected.

[hypospraying]

Looking amused, Christine headed to the wall where there was a keypad. She typed something in and a moment later, a panel door in the wall slid up, revealing a glass with something in it that certainly looked like Pepsi.

"Here," she said, handing the glass to her. "Give it a try. I have to call somebody real quick, and you'll be able to hear them. Just ignore us."

Though, really, Christine doubted Caroline would do that.

"Computer: contact Dr. McCoy." A moment later a deep, irritated voice appeared in the room, out of speakers hidden somewhere.

"Chapel? Mind telling me why you aren't at your station? And why people are saying you've got a clone running 'round?"

"Sorry, sir. I thought the situation called for delicacy." Then she quickly explained the situation leaving out anything that wasn't a main detail and ended with, "And yes, I would be happy to submit to a psych eval so you can see I haven't gone crazy."

There was a pause, and finally Dr. McCoy said, "All right. I need to talk to the Captain about this. In the meantime, bring your twin down to the medbay for a checkup."

Christine looked over at Caroline. Would she be okay with that? "It's nothing invasive," she explained in a softer voice, so Dr. McCoy would know she wasn't addressing him.