Title: The Impossible Dream Author: Chocolatequeen Rating: PG Archiving: Archers and Endeavors, anywhere else please ask Disclaimer: I own neither Enterprise nor Don Quixote. The chapter title is a quote from Don Quixote, and where I said he was quoting, that's from the musical. Summary: After watching a recording of his high school play, Jon finds himself lost in another world.

Epilogue: Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady

Being released from sickbay had done little to improve Jon's mood. The only difference was that now instead of complaining to the doctor and pestering him to tell him what had happened, he was pacing the confines of his room, complaining to Porthos. He was in a fine state when his door chimed, signaling that someone wanted to enter. "Come in," he fairly growled in response.

"Captain," T'Pol said evenly, taking in his state of mind as she joined him in the cabin.

"Sub-commander, I sure hope you can explain what happened. Every time I asked the doctor he just ignored my questions and said you would answer them." He glared at her, waiting for her response.

"I assure you I will answer all your questions, but first I must ask one of my own."

Archer threw his hands up in the air, giving up on getting any real answers. "Fine fine, what is it you want to know?"

"What do you remember about last night?" she asked, piercing him with a glance.

He sighed, thinking before he answered. "I was watching a recording of my high school play and then." He frowned, trying to remember what had happened next. "I think I must have tripped over something and hit my head, which would certainly explain this," he commented, rubbing the knot on his head. "But what does that have to do with the big mystery?"

"Is that all you remember?" she questioned cautiously.

"Hm. When I was out I had a pretty bizarre dream about being Don Quixote, off on some quest. That'll teach me not to watch Man of La Mancha right before bed," he said wryly.

"That's interesting. If I may ask Captain, what was Don Quixote's quest?" T'Pol queried, unable to restrain her curiosity.

Staring out the portal at the stars, Jon quoted the lines from memory. "Call nothing thine own except thy soul; Love not what thou art but only what thou may become; Do not pursue pleasure, for thou mayst have the misfortune to overtake it; Live in the vision of the one for whom great deeds are done- Dulcinea."

The last word trigged his memory and he slowly turned around to face her. "Dulcinea," he said again, letting the name linger in the air like a caress.

Holding her gaze with his own, he took a step toward her. "T'Pol," he said quietly.

"Yes Captain?" she asked, unable to look away no matter how much she wished she could.

"It wasn't a dream, was it?"

She shrugged, finally tearing her eyes away from his. "Who can truly say what is a dream and what is reality?" she answered.

"T'Pol, look at me please," he commanded softly. Reluctantly, she brought gaze back to meet his; only then did he continue. "Is it. an impossible dream?" he wondered aloud.

She stared at him, arching one brow. "Captain, I have lived with humans long enough to know that nothing is truly impossible," she replied enigmatically before turning to leave.

"T'Pol." His voice stopped her in the doorway. "Sweet dreams," he whispered.

Without turning to face him, she simply replied, "For you as well, my lord."

Well, this is the end. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, I really appreciate all the comments. You'll notice the ending wasn't "Oh yay we're together now." My muse and I wrestled over that one but we eventually decided that wouldn't fit in with the rest of the story, so we left it open. Now a group of A/T shippers have decided to write a Virtual Season, with this being the first story of the season. Some things will be wrapped up, some won't. (