Over achiever, that's what I've always been called, I don't mind, but I look at Vulcans who are the same age as me and they always seem so much better. I must keep working hard if I am ever to make it to the Captain's chair, or at least into Star Fleet. I wonder what my other self was like? Mean? Controlling? Alive? I met the other Philippa Georgiou, Emperor, Captain to everyone who didn't know. Even though no one ever told me directly, I have my ways. Daddy is the same but different, not like the mirror him but he is hurt and has survivors guilt, I think he was hoping to see mummy again but he was happy to know that I am alive. I mean, I gave mummy a shock when she found out that Star Base One was taken over by Klingons. I was on board you know, but I had my watch that could mask my life sign, so I went through the Jefferies tubes to find an escape pod, and made my way to Earth, I was lucky to escape especially when it involves Klingons. Mummy was so happy and relieved when I called her. I had survived the Klingons, and an attack when I was 4 from Vulcan rebels, my mummy was on a diplomacy meeting at Vulcan so I spent the day with Amanda and on the way back our ship was attacked by terrorists and my eyes were severely injured. But mummy and I were alive, and daddy came to take us home. Anyway, mummy survived a ship of Klingons and daddy survived alone in the Terran Universe, even mummy thought he was dead. You can say my family is full of luck, hard work and survivalists.
'Ready for dinner Sam?' Daddy called from the kitchen.
'Yep, coming' I certainly am hungry.