056 | [Voice]

[with_discipline]

[She has a feeling she might regret asking this, but since her memories are slowly coming back, she wants to hurry them along.]

Is there anyone on board who was familiar with Sam Winchester?

[Private to Perry]

If you are quite finished sulking, I would like to offer you a suggestion.

Comments

Private - All replies following are written

[everylittlegirl]

I knew Sam. Why?

Private

[with_discipline]

My memory has yet to fully return. I find myself - curious as to why he left me his dog.

Private

[everylittlegirl]

Uh. I don't know the full story between you two, but I know you guys were close.

Private

[with_discipline]

[Uh is a good word for this. :c And awkwardly, because it's a strange subject to broach:] Do you know of any anecdotes between he and I? Such stories have been useful in remember. [Though she really wishes the first memory back wasn't killing Uhura. :|]

Private - Much later, while Hayley debates being a bitch or being nice..

[everylittlegirl]

Did he leave you anything else?

Private - Lol I don't think T'Pol ever even knew there was a bitch factor :c

[with_discipline]

I have a picture of two young males. They have a familial relationship; I am not certain if it's from him. [It's from Dean. And it's totally a quasi sweet note that ends in calling her a bitch. Yaaay, Dean. :|]

Private

[everylittlegirl]

It's probably Sam and Dean.

[After a pause, Hayley switches on the video and holds up Sam's hunting jacket.]

Is one wearing this?

Private

[with_discipline]

No. It would be far too large. [She holds up the picture of Sam and Dean; they're kids.]

Who is Dean?

Private [video]

[everylittlegirl]

Oh. Like, really young. [She stares at the picture for a moment.]

Yeah, I think that's them. Dean was his older brother.

[Hayley sets the jacket aside.] So, you really don't remember anything?

Private [video]

[with_discipline]

I see. [She pulls the picture back, glancing at it once before setting it aside.]

I remember little. Lieutenant Uhura and Commander Data have assisted me, but it seems to be a slow process. [She tilts her head, glancing toward that jacket.] Was that his?

Private [video]

[everylittlegirl]

[She glances sideways at the jacket, the expression on her face saying quite clearly that she's not thrilled about this conversation.] Yeah. He gave it to me awhile back.

[Hayley frowns, then reaches forward to click the video off to go back to written.]

Listen, you and Sam were an item. Like, you two dated or whatever. I know you guys kissed and stuff, but I don't know about more than that.

[Awkward pause, because Hayley hates this conversation.] I don't really know about any specific stories. He told me about taking you ice skating in port, when we visited New York City last Christmas, and some picnic or something. I don't remember.

Private

[with_discipline]

[Oh. Well. This is awkward.] I see.

[But the ice skating, that's helpful. She remembers falling on the ice. And she's starting to remember Sam falling on the ice. Hnnn this is weird. It's like remembering that she cheated on Trip or something.] Ah - thank you. Miss--?

Private

[everylittlegirl]

Emma.. Roberts.

No problem.

Private

[hatestriangles]

Y'know, I don't think I am quite finished. Leave me alone.

Private

[with_discipline]

I have no intention of doing that, Mister Dawsey.

Private

[hatestriangles]

Why the fuck not? You don't even remember half the shit that's happened to you on this boat. Why don't you just go home and leave me to my goddamn afterlife in peace?

Private

[with_discipline]

Because this isn't your afterlife. And I doubt it will be particularly peaceful. Your concern for my memory is noted, but it is returning.

I believe you would be better suited to working in the gym.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I was gonna jump out of a cake at his birthday party.

[with_discipline]

[Wut.] I don't understand.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

It's... you know... Guys like it when girls jump out of cakes.

[with_discipline]

Are you a contortionist?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I think the cake's supposed to be really big.

[with_discipline]

How would you get inside it?

Private

[yousethimfree.livejournal.com]

Did you remember something?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

By... doing stuff. Does it matter?