A/N: alright fellow Trekkies, this one is for you!

Stardate 41874.3. NCC-1701-D Enterprise. 3:53pm.

Captain's log, supplemental - we have left Deep Space Five with Ambassador Lang and a rather unusual guest by the name of Captain Jack Harkness. His manner of dress and references to the Enterprise in the past tense suggest time travel, but he seems no ill intent as of yet. I have asked Lieutenant Worf to keep an eye on Mr. Harkness.

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" Jack asked Worf as they walked down the corridor toward Ten Forward.

At Worf's frowning scowl for an answer, Jack smiled. "Boyfriend, then?"

"No," said Worf with an impatient growl. "I am not with anyone at the moment."

"What luck!" Jack winked. "Neither am I."

"Not interested," the Klingon said in a restrained tone.

"Had to ask," said Jack with a chuckle and gave Worf a friendly slap on the shoulder.

Fortunately for Jack, or maybe more so for Worf, they entered Ten Forward and Jack switched his attention to the people inside. He sauntered over to the bar and sat on a stool with his back to the bar.

"Jack," said a surprised feminine voice.

Jack turned around to the source of the voice and couldn't believe his eyes. "Sylvia Barton? Can't be!"

"I go by Guinan now," the bartender said with a pleasant smile.

"You know this man?" Worf asked Guinan and failed miserably at trying not to sound disgusted.

Guinan chuckled at Worf's reaction. "Oh, we go way back."

"I'd say," Jack said with a fond smile at the memory. "We met on Earth in the early seventies, wasn't it? Boy did we had some good times, but you never said you were immortal."

"Neither did you," Guinan said.

"I wish I would have," Jack said with a smile. He picked up her hand and kissed the back of her fingers. "It's good to see you, Sylvia."

Guinan smiled coyly at the gesture. "Good to see you too, Jack. So what brings you to the starship Enterprise?"

"Oh, you wouldn't believe me if I told you." Jack laughed.

"Try me." Guinan rested her arms on the bar and watched Jack intently.

"Well, I bet a friend of mine that he couldn't catch me in a game of Tag through time and space. We've been playing since 2009 and since he's it right now, I'm actually expecting him any minute."

"Tag through time and space?" Guinan didn't bother stifling her laughter.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me," Jack said with a wide smile.

"That's what's so funny," the bartender said. "I do believe you. So, who's this friend of yours?"

An alert siren sounded and the black wall panels next to the doors flashed red. "Intruder alert," the computer said.

"I'm willing to lay bet that's him now," said Jack as he looked around Ten Forward expecting the Doctor to pop out at any minute.

Worf excused himself and jogged out of Ten Forward along with the rest of the ship's crew. A small group of people remained consisting of guests and passengers who stayed seated at their tables.

Jack heard a shimmering sound like chimes in the wind right behind him. In that instant, he caught Guinan's shocked look and rolled off the bar stool to the right.

"Tag!" The Doctor exclaimed with a manic grin that quickly fell when he realized he missed his target.

Jack spun around to face the Doctor now safely outside of arms reach. "Almost had me that time, Doctor," he said with a laugh as he programmed the vortex manipulator.

"I'd forgotten how much fun these old transporters were," the Doctor said and held up his sonic indicating he had control of the ship's transporters.

"Doctor?" Guinan said with shock and most importantly, recognition.

The Time Lord looked over to the bartender and his jaw dropped. "Sylvia Barton? Can't be!"

Jack winked at Guinan just as he hit the button on the manipulator. "Wait. What?"

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To be continued!