Officer Trapper had been sitting there staring at the obviously insane Russian who was nattering on about "nuclear wessels" when the strangest thing he had and would ever experience had happened to him. It had been while he was in the middle of wondering why all of the crazies who couldn't be hospitalized because they weren't hurting anybody decided to bother him when it had occurred. One second, everything had been relatively normal as the crazy "Russian" talked at him, and then the next there was a brilliant flash of light.

After the light vanished and his vision which had probably been saved by his sunglasses cleared, he noticed that man that had been asking about nuclear vessels in a Russian accent had been replaced by a man who was virtually identical to the man he replaced, except that he was dressed in black and wearing some sort of badge, instead of the brown leather coat and pants he'd been wearing before and his hair which had red highlights was styled differently. The man who had replaced the crazy Russian looked around himself in stunned surprise, and quickly regained his composure.

Where am I? The man asked in what sounded like an American accent.

"San Francisco." he replied, too stunned by what had happened to do anything else while his brain futilely attempted to reboot.

San Francisco? This isn't San Franci...When am I? The man who wasn't the crazy Russian asked.

"198...Wait a minute, what the hell is going on? Your lips aren't moving!" he said, yelling in panic near the end when he finally processed what it had been that had been tripping every alarm in his mind.

With that said, the officer hopped back onto his motorcycle ignoring the cry of "Chekov what happened to you?" and decided to get the hell out of there before the rest of the alien fleet arrived.

And, that is how Bester found himself in an insane plot to save an alternate Earth by kidnapping a pair of whales.


Aboard Babylon 5, Captain Sheridan and Security Chief Garibaldi sat there listening to Bester, not even trying to hide their contempt for the man they wished was gone from the station and out of their lives, when there was a sudden flash of blinding light. When they finally blinked the spots out of their eyes, they noticed that Bester had been replaced by a nearly identical duplicate who was wearing a brown leather outfit that appeared as if it were meant to be casual wear instead of the PsiCop uniform he'd had on only seconds before.

"Nu-clee-ar we-sel." The man said.

"What the fuck?!" Garibaldi said.

The man who'd replaced Bester blinked, stared at his surroundings in shock for a few moments, raced over to and crouched behind the only bit of cover in the sparsely furnished room that wasn't the Captain's desk, and drew a weapon.

And that is how Chekov ended up in Medlab 1 with Dr. Franklin desperately trying to save his life.

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