Lost/Dead Fics -- a Wish List

[Mamorien]

The other story I learned about from lexikimble's deviations: Nike - The Arrival (alternatehistory.com membership required, as it's in their "Alien Space Bats and Other Magic" forum).

I decided there was little sense in stating anything other than the truth - if she were a fellow 'guest', best we start off on the right foot, and if she were one of my hosts, she probably already knew the answers. "Terribly rude of me, but it's been an odd few days. My name is Sarah-Jane, Sarah Jane Smith. I am a free-lance journalist. This, as far as I can tell, is a space station somewhere in deep space named Nike, though who built it or why it is here is a mystery to me. And I have no clue what language we are speaking now, do you?"

"None. My name is Beverly Crusher, by the way. I am chief medical officer aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise. I just woke up here this morning, and I've never seen or heard of any place quite like this. When I asked aloud for someone, anyone to talk to, the lights led me here."

"Well, that is interesting. I am almost certain that I arrived a day before you, then. When I asked this place to lead me to someone, it gave no reply. I wonder if that means I was the first."

(...)

Beverly started looking around, "This could be Q's doing. He has transported us to other places, other times, before. But usually he shows his presence at the beginning. You haven't seen anyone else, have you?"

"Not a soul. You are the first person I have seen here since my arrival."

"Well, if it is Q, he is bound to show himself at some point. You don't think this is the work of your alien friend, do you?"

"The Doctor? No, he'd never be so cruel; at least, not intentionally, and not without good reason."

It was about this time that another light came to life, leading from the hall to the commissary. That was all the warning we had when a statuesque woman who towered over both of us silently strode into the room. Exotic eyes that seemed to hold so much sadness and yet pierced through the soul sized the both of us up in an instant. She too wore the same uniform as us, as I now realised it must be - on her it could be mistaken for nothing else. Her long dark hair was tied up behind her, but otherwise her clothes and accessories were identical to our own. She seemed strangely relaxed, and it made me wonder if she were the representative of our 'hosts'.

"My name is Honor Alexander-Harrington." She turned directly to me, "Who are the two of you, and what have you learned thus far about Nike Station?"

The next day, they get Samantha Carter, Wilma Deering, Susan Ivanova, and Jessica Atreides; the day after that, Kaylee Frye, Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan, Leia Organa Solo, Kara Thrace, Ellen Ripley, Isabel "Dizzy" Flores, Sarah Connor, and the hacker called Trinity. By the end of day 11, there are 2,047 women on Nike Station, from across the entire multi-dimensional infinity of creation -- all human, all with experience of space- and/or time-travel, and all pregnant (except, arguably, Amy Pond, who arrives on that last day already going into labor). That's the day they learn what act of ROB has brought them there, and, if so, why; in many ways, that's just the beginning of the story... which, sadly, hasn't updated in a decade or so.

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