Cat was taking a nap and had no idea why he was suddenly standing up in the middle of the room. "Hey! Which one of you turkeys moved me?"

Lister glanced at him. "Nobody moved you, Cat."

Cat looked around the cockpit. "Yeah, but-" There were four people present, but Rimmer was missing, and—wait a minute. "Who is that?"

The new person turned around. Although Cat had only seen a few, he recognized the new person immediately. It was a woman.

"Cat, come on. Stop playing," Lister said.

"Tell me that's not Captain Craven," Cat said. If a beautiful woman like that was Rimmer on the inside, it would be a cruel joke of nature.

"It's Kochanski. You know that," Lister said.

Cat dimly remembered something about Lister dating Kochanski, but how was she alive? And how was she aboard this ship?

Suddenly, Cat felt like he was falling. When he opened his eyes, he was in original nap position. He sprang to his feet, looking around in confusion.

"What's the matter with you?" Rimmer asked.

"You're back!" Cat said. "Where did Kochanski go?"

"Kochanski?" Rimmer asked.

Cat nodded, pointing to one of the front seats. "She was sitting right there."

"Kochanski was dead long before your entire feeble-minded genus came into existence," Rimmer said.

"But I was just standing up and-" Maybe it had been a dream. Cat did have those once in a while. But this one had felt so real.

I guess it doesn't matter, Cat thought, settling back into nap position. Things are okay like this, but I won't be disappointed at all if that Kochanski person comes back—aoww!