The Cat slinked down the corridor with a rack of clothes on a trolley. He was dancing along, bumping and grinding the whole way, singing a song and grooving to the beat of his own stylish drummer. "Jump here! Jump back! Waaaaaahh!" he sang. "This little kitty went to stasis… Hey! This little kitty stayed at home… Ooooh!"

He found Rimmer outside the stasis booth. The taller man looked at the rack of clothes incredulously. "What are you doing?" he demanded.

"I'm doing what you said do!" Cat replied.

"I said bring a few basic essentials you can't possibly live without!" Rimmer said, holding up his RISK journal as an example.

"Right!" Cat smiled in affirmation. "That's what these are! This and the other ten racks! Travel light! Move fast! Aaough!" And he did a little twirl on the spot.

"You can't pack all of this into vacuum storage! It'll take ages! There's not enough room for all of them!"

Cat's face fell in disappointment. He looked around his suits. He looked up and down the rack in concentration. Finally, he stuck his hand in between two suits and pulled out a silk purple handkerchief. He held it out to Rimmer.

"I'll leave this," he said firmly. "I'll just have to do without it."

Rimmer rolled his eyes in frustration. "For god's sake, just pick your two utmost favorite suits, and that's it."

Cat laughed shortly in disgust. "Two suits?! Then I'm staying!"

Rimmer groaned. He was tempted to just tell the stupid moggy to stay here and die on his own, but Kochanski had made him promise. "You can't," he growled through gritted teeth. "By the time I'd come out, you'd be dead."

"Two suits is dead!" Cat replied.

Rimmer gave up. He chucked his things into the storage unit and walked away. "Figure it out in the next ten minutes," he ordered.

Cat looked torn. He looked at the suits again. "If I cut off my leg and leave it behind, can I take three?" he called after him.

Rimmer was going to meet with Kochanski one last time before he went into stasis, and then they would reactivate her when they got there. She had been adamant about being brought back once they were just outside the Solar System so she could oversee their arrival.

However, just as he was walking down the corridor the Drive Room, there was a loud explosion that rocked the ship, and he was knocked to the floor was a great flash nearly blinded him.

After a moment, everything returned to normal. He was sore from once again come in harsh contact with the cold metal floor, but now he was nervous that something terrible had happened, so he looked in the direction of the nearest wall monitor.

"Holly, what was that?!" he shouted.

The response was not encouraging. "Er… 9:47 ship time, Arnold."

"No, Holly, the flash! What was the flash?"

"I can't cope! We're traveling at the speed of light. Me bottle's gone!"

Rimmer staggered to his feet. "Holly, what's the matter with you! You're supposed to have an IQ of six thousand!"

"Arnold, we're traveling at the speed of light. That means, by the time we see something, we've already passed through it. Even with an IQ of six thousand, it's still brown trousers time! Oh! Gordon Bennett – that was a close one!"

Rimmer sighed, leaning against the wall. "Where's Kochanski? She's in Navigation. She might be able to help."

Holly shook his head, reasserting his 'cool'. "Nah, it's all right. I'm getting the hang of it. Left a bit. Straighten 'er out. I'd better get to work." His face faded away.

Sighing to himself, Rimmer completed his journey to the Drive Room. The plan had been to get into stasis before they reached light speed, but hopefully going in just after wouldn't be a problem.

Upon walking inside, he saw Kochanski entering from the opposite hatchway. "Right then, Miss Kochanski," he said, saluting her smartly. "I suppose this is it."

Kochanski stared at him. "I'm sorry?"

"Well, this is where we prepare to say our goodbyes before the Cat and I go into stasis."

"Like what?"

Rimmer was thrown by the odd question. "Er… well, like now, when we…"

Kochanski arched an eyebrow. "Rimmer, you have an ability to never go unnoticed."

"I… Well, thanks, I guess, but… Ma'am?"

Kochanski looked weirded out by something. "How the hell should I know? We're in light speed now. Maybe you're hallucinating."

Rimmer screwed his face up in confusion. "What? Ma'am, what am I supposed to be hallucinating?"

"What?"

"What?!"

"I said what?!"

"I know you did! I did, too! What's going on?"

"… You're mad," she said finally, shaking her head, and she proceeded to walk across the room to the opposite hatch.

"I'm mad? You're the one who's…"

Rimmer watched her leave in bemusement, only to turn around and see another Kochanski walk in the opposite hatchway. He wheeled around in surprise, running up against the wall. "Miss Kochanski, ma'am! How… did you do that?" he asked, trying not to look too scared shitless.

Kochanski stared at him. "I'm sorry?"

"You just… you just came in through that door, and then it was like… I don't know…"

"Like what?"

"It was like you were talking to someone invisible. You couldn't see me."

Kochanski arched an eyebrow. "Rimmer, you have an ability to never go unnoticed."

"I swear! You started talking to someone who wasn't there, and then you left the room! What's happening?"

Kochanski looked weirded out. "How the hell should I know? We're in light speed now. Maybe you're hallucinating."

"I'm not! I'm… Wait… You said that."

"What?"

"And that!"

"I said what?!"

"Everything you're saying now – that's what you were saying to the invisible man!"

"… You're mad," she muttered, shaking her head and walking past him to the opposite hatchway.

Realizing that the real conversation had been held, Rimmer knew something was up, and he followed her down the hall to the Sleeping Quarters. When they got there, they found the Cat. Both of him.

One Cat was slinking around the room, sniffing at everything he saw, oblivious to everything, while the other Cat was watching him in silent wonder. This one noticed Rimmer and Kochanski and silently noted he didn't have a clue what was happening.

After a moment, the first Cat dissolved into nothing.

Kochanski picked her jaw up off the floor. "What the hell…?"

"I came in here looking for a snack when this impossibly handsome replica of me came in the room and started looking for a fish!" Cat exclaimed.

"Okay, this is getting weird," Rimmer said. "You've both got doubles. Where's mine?"

Kochanski addressed the mirror on the wall. "Holly? I know you're trying to navigate a ship the size a city through speeds hitherto unaccomplished by man, but could you possibly explain what's happening?"

Holly's face appeared on the mirror. He looked a bit frazzled, but he attempted to explain about future echoes. They were going so fast that they were overtaking themselves in time, and they were seeing bits of the future as a result.

As they were talking, Rimmer noticed something appearing in his bunk. "What's this photograph?" he asked.

Kochanski and the Cat both turned to look, and they saw the photo. As he was closest to it, Cat tried to pick it up, but his hand passed through it.

It was a photo of Rimmer, holding twin baby boys in his arms. However, it was clearly from some time in the future, as he was graying at the temples and wearing a blue jacket with black trousers. Someone's finger was in the photo as well, but they didn't recognize it.

After a few moments, it disappeared.

"Two babies…," Kochanski murmured.

"How'd I get two babies?" Rimmer wondered out loud.

They both looked at each other thoughtfully for a moment before turning away from each other in disgust.