He sat heavily on the chair that was bolted to the floor, there was a small table with a plastic cup of water and another chair, this must be Dr Hardman, he studied the man who was wearing a tweed jacket (seriously tweed?) and heavy black rimmed glasses.

"I'm fine" he looked around the room, he could see an alarm strip running all around the middle of the room, there was no other furniture.

The doctor smiled at him, shifting the paper pad on his lap "I asked how you were?"

"I said I'm fine"

The man's expression didn't change but he flipped to another page in his notes "Luke mentioned that you awoke confused this morning, unaware of where you were?"

"Maybe" he wasn't going to give this guy anything.

Hardman sighed as if they had done this before "Why don't you tell me the last thing you remember?"

"Tell you what, you tell me what you know and I'll see if I can fill anything in that's missing"

Hardman picked a file up from the table and handed it to him, Jim flipped it open, it was a medical file…his medical file. He skimmed through, he'd spent the last 15 years undergoing various treatments for his delusions and this was the latest facility in a long line. He read the next of kin information and looked up in shock "My father's alive?!"

The doctor closed his eyes briefly, they re-opened giving him a pitying look "Oh dear, we're back here are we." He spoke as if this was well rehearsed "Yes your father is alive living with your mother at your family home, they cared for you as long as they could but it seems you needed more help than they themselves could provide so they gave your care over to the state. You were transferred here to this private facility after you became violent with your previous doctor and tried to escape at great expense to your family I might add. This institute has a higher level of security and an outstanding success rate at treating people with your types of psychosis. Does any of this seem familiar?" Jim made a noncommittal noise, the doctor sighed "Would you like me to contact your parents, see if they would be available to visit this weekend?" Jim tried not to look eager "Yeah, if they can make it" Hardman smiled as if he had made some progress "Unless you would like to call them, your mother does always like to hear from you especially when you're lucid" Jim swallowed "Maybe later" he didn't want to be led into a trap he still wasn't sure what was going on but he knew for certain he wasn't crazy…he wasn't.

The doctor looked at him expectantly "now it's your turn"

Jim restlessly patted his legs and shifted in the chair, he took a sip of water "I was on the Enterprise"

Hardman smiled in an understanding way "The ship you are the Captain of?"

He nodded and the doctor smiled motioning him to continue.

"A few ships had gone missing in the Beta Aurigae system, we found a strange signal we were investigating. We were hailed, when we responded it was like something was draining the ship of power"

"And how did that make you feel?"

"I don't know, afraid, something was draining the ship, all of my crew could die"

"James, your crew don't exist"

"No that's…" Jim took a breath, they existed, they did, didn't they?

"What happened next?"

"Spock" Hardman flipped a page looking at more handwritten notes "Ah your First officer, the alien?"

"He's half human" the doctor was humouring him "Oh yes, of course. I forgot, please continue"

"Spock found where the signal was coming from and re-modulated the shields to stop the draining affect"

"And what did he re-modulate them to?"

Jim looked up "What?" was it his imagination or did the doctor look eager.

"What did he change the shield frequency to?"

"That's a specific question isn't it?"

The doctor blinked his face changing back to an impassive mask "I am merely trying to work out the level of detail you include within your fantasy"

"Oh" he was still suspicious "I don't remember, Spock's way smarter at that sorta thing than I am"

The doctor couldn't quite hide the disappointment. "What about the command codes?"

Jim's voice was ice as he responded "What is this?"

"I don't know what you…" Jim was on his feet, he grabbed the doctor by his jacket and shoved him into the wall "Why do you want the command codes to my ship?"

The doctor was going red as Jim pushed harder cutting off his air supply, the door banged open behind him and suddenly there were hands grabbing at him, he tried to fight but he was subdued to the floor the doctor uncapping a syringe "Oh James, I thought we'd gotten past this"

Jim struggled "No!" as he felt the needle pushed into his arm, something cold washed over him and he passed out.