Jeimu/Sal's Reality (and Jeimu's Consciousness), KSC, Florida, Ludicrous O'Clock in the Morning

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Four weeks of nothing but torrential rain had hit Florida.

As such, Endeavour wasn't going anywhere. And Jeimu was stuck. She hadn't planned on her six month sojourn being preceded by a four-week quarantine.

The quarantine was long enough for separation anxiety to seep in.

She missed Newfoundland.

She missed him.

Laying on her back in the too-hard bed, Jeimu closed her eyes and concentrated. She'd promised herself that she wouldn't do this - that she wouldn't reach out to him while she was gone.

She couldn't help it though.



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The landscape that her mind created was a woodland vista with a large clearing. The air was warm and the sky was blue. Birds twittered somewhere in the distance.

She was sitting under a tree, looking around at what she'd managed to do. It even impressed her.

A sigh escapes her lips as she looks down at the ground, speaking with a voice that was uncharacteristically quiet and meek sounding.

"I've missed you," she whispers to a presence she feels almost instantaneously.

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She could feel his pleasure at the remark, but all he did in response was a snort.

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"Which," she continues, "still strikes me as remarkably awkward."

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He snorted again. "I've heard 'o a guy in the Cafe who'd married the adopted daugher 'o his grandpa's alterate. Now thatd be awkward."

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"Yeah, but..." She laughs. "When you're as close as Sal and I were... are, there are some things that are just very odd. This's one of 'em. Not that I mind or anything, but, I just had to go on record with that."

She leans against him again. She must be good at these mind games if he can feel so solid and real in this place.