The refit of the Enterprise was going well but there was one familiar face missing from the engine room: Montgomery Scott, the chief...wasn’t there. Several of the crew wondered about this but no one dared to ask. Surely he had his reasons.
The reasons were the nightmares that had him waking up every night. The nightmares that had him so terrified to set foot into a space that he had once considered a second home. Every time he even thought about setting foot there, his mind wandered to blue eyes, staring up at nothing, a limp body resting against the wall of the chamber where Jamie Kirk had climbed up to save her ship and crew.
Scotty was reliving it all the time and he couldn’t do that. Couldn’t be there. Tossing back another drink, he failed to notice who was behind him.