Disclaimer: Nope, I don't Star Trek: Enterprise or the characters. Obviously.

A/N: This was one of the drabbles written for a daily drabble challenge. The quote was the prompt used. This one is from Archer's POV, is set around 'Home', and with implied Jon/Erika.

"Hey, I feel for you, but we all made mistakes when we were young." - Pratt, 'ER'

"Why are you brooding, Archer?"

Jonathan blinked through the odd haze that he couldn't quite comprehend. Amidst the lightweight, almost zero-G like, feeling around him he spotted someone he hadn't seen in...how long had it been? Yesterday? Five years? Something was off with this, but he couldn't place it.

"What?" he asked in confusion.

A.G. Robinson rolled his eyes. "What's with the brooding? You're acting as if your life is miserable."

"Don't you have someone else you can annoy, A.G.?" he muttered, sitting down in a familiar chair in a familiar bar. Across the room he saw Trip, Hoshi, and T'Pol sharing a table. And T'Pol was smiling. That was a bit odd, but he couldn't quite remember why.

Robinson took a seat opposite him. "Probably. You're just lucky enough to be the recipient tonight. Congratulations."

"Yeah, I'm lucky alright." The frown appearing on his face felt like it stretched to his very soul.

"Knock it off, Archer. Your life's not so bad."

"You don't know what I did out there." He sighed and stared down at the drink that had appeared in front of him. "I'm not sure I should have ever..."

"Ever what?"

He laughed dryly in a way that sounded hollow even to him. "We were so stupid when we were younger. You remember, A.G.? We spent a lot of time arguing. I was wrong a few times...that should have been a sign."

"We all made mistakes when we were younger. It's part of the learning experience."

"Yeah, but I didn't learn, did I?"

"You learned more than most people. Give yourself a break, Jon." A.G. stood, the 602 Club slowly fading away in the process. "And get back out there. One of us should still be doing some good."

Jon frowned as A.G. turned to leave. "Where are you going?" His friend didn't turn back around and the next thing he knew A.G. was gone. "A.G.?"

Jonathan woke up with a start, his vision blurred at first as reality slowly filtered back in. The stars overhead reminded him that he'd fallen asleep though and the sound of soft breathing nearby reminded him he wasn't alone. Turning his head he found Erika sleeping peacefully, just as she'd been when he had dozed off. He wasn't alone, not any longer, and for the first time in a long time he felt as though he never would be again.