(Y/N)’s POV

The image of myself was crystal-clear. I looked… excited. “Your memories are compromised because of intentional drug administration. The effect is temporary, and there’s nothing you can do to speed along the process. I hope you’re having fun so far. The rest will come with time.”

The recording went black. I pressed my hand to the console again, and it played again, “Your memories are compromised…”

I tuned it out as I started to go into a shocked panic. I had done this! I had done this somehow!

I turned and ran out of the laboratory, knocking over the stool I had been sitting on. I made it to the entrance by the kitchen and banged on the wall, “Let me out! Kama, let me out!”

The moment the wall began to open, I forced myself through the opening and spilled out into the hall. As fast as I could, I got to my feet, and took off in whatever direction I was facing.

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Andy’s POV

I looked down at my yoga mat. It appeared I had gathered cleaning materials for no reason; it had clearly just been wiped down. Kama must have sent out that damned droid…

I didn’t like the idea that it was watching at all times, that I had no privacy. Every time I farted, Kama would know. Yuck.

I set down the rag and spray bottle, and then had a seat on the floor. Now what? Normally I would have gone for a run, but I’d fallen asleep with (Y/N) in my den. I’d just showered, so it seemed like a waste-

“Andy! Andy!” I heard (Y/N) yelling frantically down the hall as the sound of her footsteps fast approached.

The door snicked open and (Y/N) came barreling in like she had a murderer on her heels. Instantly, I was on my feet. “What’s wrong? Are you ok? What’s going-“

She grabbed my arms and shook them. “-I did this, I did this somehow! I did this!”

Eh? I pursed my lips together. “Look, we both did it. I’ve thought a lot about it, and it’s only natural, it’s understandable, given the-“

She shook my arms again, her eyes wide and frightened, “No! I did all of this!” She gestured around us at the ship. “I don’t know how, but I just saw a whole, different part of the ship, I opened it with my hand and there was a creepy bedroom with pictures of you everywhere, and a video played, and it was me!”

I raised an eyebrow. “What?” What the fuck had happened? Had Kama done something to (Y/N)? She seemed really upset, practically delirious…

She took me by the hand and led me back the way she had come. “Come on, I can prove it. I’m just scared to go back alone.”

I resisted for a second and stopped walking. “Why? What happened?”

She gave me an exasperated look. “That’s what I’m trying to show you, will you just please come?”

I nodded, not clear at all on what was going on. “Sure, sure.”

We walked together, silently, to the area of the ship that was nothing but hallways. I usually came by here when I went running, and nothing looked any different from how it always did.

(Y/N) looked around for a minute, leading me back and forth, then pointed at the wall. “There. That’s a doorway. See, I can open it.”

She walked up to the wall, clearly frightened, and pressed her hand against part of the lining that stuck out. Nothing happened.

(Y/N) quickly grew hysterical. She turned to me with wild eyes. “I swear, I went in there, there’s a control room, and pictures of you everywhere! There’s a lab and a cryo chamber, even a lounge! There’s a fucking comforter with your face on it!”

I moved to rub my hands up and down her arms, trying to calm her down. “Babe, it’s ok, it’s ok… Kama did something-“

She pulled away sharply, “-No! Look, see!” She pointed down at the floor, and I didn’t see anything.

(Y/N) apparently didn’t see what she was looking for either. “What the fuck? There was a shoe print leading into the wall, it’s how I knew-“

Her voice was getting higher and higher in pitch, and my chest hurt for whatever (Y/N) was convinced she had seen. “-(Y/N), it’s ok-“

She turned on me like a wild animal. “-No, look!” She pointed at the wall again. “See the panel? It’s narrower than all the others, isn’t it?”

I backed up a few steps and saw she was right. Huh. “Yeah, so it is.”

She started to cry, and it hurt me to see her like that. “Just please tell me you believe me? I did this, I left a message for myself-“

I decided to go out on a limb. “-I promise that I believe you are certain you saw something, ok? But for now, it’s gone, it’s not working. Have you had anything to eat today? Maybe we could have a snack, and then I can watch you go for a swim; you can tell me all about it?”

Cautiously, I brought her to me for a much-needed hug. She trembled in my arms, and I felt terrible. Whoever had done this to her, to us, would regret it, I’d make sure of it.

I felt her calming a little. “You’re right. The video said my memories are gone because of some drug, that they’d come back with time. So, for now, we need to play the waiting game.”

I gave her my best smile. “Ok, so let’s eat, yeah?”

I held out my hand, and, hesitantly, she took it and let me walk her towards the lounge.

Notes

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Congratulations are due, of course, to Jake Pitts and Inna Logvin-Pitts, on their recent marriage! Best wishes to them for the future! I may not be the marrying type, but I certainly hope they both continue to be very happy with one another!

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