The days passed on and nothing seemed to have changed. Spock still found it hard to believe that it was his new reality, especially when every time he closed his eyes he saw the crew and the Enterprise. Also if he was ever talking to anyone who wasn't Jim or Leonard, they seemed to inch away from him and would encourage him to take a pill. Only Jim would listen and every so often Leonard would be willing to hear about this whole other universe. It was strange; everything felt strange, everything seemed strange and ancient, and it was odd. It was upon meeting his "parents" did he found only how different 'Benedict Peter Spock' really was.

His parents looked nothing like his other mother and father. His 'mother' seemed to be in a daze at all times and skittish. His 'father' seemed to have a look of judgment beholding his gaze as he looked at Spock with Leonard and Jim standing next to him.

"How wonderful it is to see you Benedict." His mother said giving him a hug as he tensed at the touch.

His father put a hand out to shake but was given in return was a raised brow. "You shake it." Jim nudged Spock's arm, receiving a slightly annoyed look from Spock out of the corner of his eyes.

Spock's father pulled away, "So I take it your still a nut case then," his voice was masked in disgust as he looked Spock up and down, "Nothing's changed. Still a drunk I presume too."

Spock's responded slightly shocked, "I have not consumed any alcohol."

"Leave him be-" his mother retorted.

"You go into a coma because you were too drunk or doped up and got stuck." His father's voice was sharp. "Wake up and it is known all over that 'Rich Fucking Screw Up Benedict Peter Spock think's he's a Martian'"

"He's been clean for years." Leonard tried to argue nudging Jim to get him to help.

Jim saw the mild confusion in Spock's eyes, "He was in a coma for two years and just woke up. " Jim gave his father a cold stare, "Your son, and the only thing you can say is he's a screw up? He can't even remember who the hell he was before all of this. Let alone you. He didn't do drugs for the past five years and he's not a fucking nut case. He's better now. Maybe if you just gave him a chance."

"I do wish to know what you found my insanity in?" Spock asked in his stoic tone, "As Jim put it, I do not remember."

His mother put her hands to her face lightly and said, "I will go get everyone some ice tea." She then nodded slightly to herself and walked off into the kitchen.

His father's jaw tightened, "You would go to tops of buildings and just about jump off them, saying the voices told you. Or go missing for about a week then come back and have some ridiculous story like this one. Or you saw people who were not there. Every time we tried to get you help, you would just disappear again or refuse it."

"He's not like that now." Leonard answered quickly, "Doesn't drink, is a vegetarian, and stoic to a point. He's different. Look just cut him a break, he's only human." Those words hit Spock and a rush of his other life came back to him, and he tried to blink them away and shake his head slightly. Then finding the room lost in a silence again.

"You okay buddy?" Jim touched his arm.

With a roll of his eyes his father spat, "See, nothing changed." Then his mother comes back and holding a trey of glasses and sets them on the table. Leonard pulled a bottle of pills out of his pocket and handed Spock one then the glass of ice tea.

While he took the pill his father said again, "Nothing changed."

"Shut up, we're leaving. Call when that stick gets pulled out of your ass." Leonard said turning headed for the door and putting a hand on Spock's shoulder.

Spock looked at Jim and just remembered the flashes of Captain James T. Kirk, "I am fine Captain." Spock's voice was softer as they left.

Leading them out Jim said to him, "Yeah your fine buddy, your fine."

Once in the car, Jim pulled out his phone and looked at it and sighed, "Shit."

"Now what genius?" Leonard asked from the back seat, annoyance in his voice because it was Jim's idea to go see the parents forgetting how big a psychotic moron his father was, "We already broke him. What next hand him over to his ex or a shark?" Sarcasm floating around.

"I am fine." Spock spoke, "Do not speak of me as such a toy for which I am not."

Leonard rolled his eyes, "Like hell your not." He said, "So what's the next bright idea?"

Starting the car Jim said, "I forgot it's Tuesday."

"Dimmit man, what's that mean?" Leonard asked.

"Therapy, in about," Looking at the clock Jim said, "twenty minutes."

"Think we're gonna make it?" Leonard asked.

Jim ticked his head to the side and gave a mischievous grin, "Let me put my talents to work Leo. Hold on."

With that the car started to speed away down the roads that when up and down and then back up, weaving in and out of traffic, racing to get back to the hospital for this appointment.