Star Trek: Terra Alpha

"That's easier for them than it is for me to sound like a proper English gentleman. To you I will always sound like a backwater hick or a cartoon character."

"Woah," Atticus chuckled in his throughly Yank accent that normally stood out in this area. "And I thought Nick's life here was complicated. No wonder he ran away." The aging doctor stood, his back stiff for a moment. "Well my friend, I'll see you tonight. I assume my wife can tag along?"

Atticus smirked, "Why am I not surprised?"

"You are getting up there my friend. We both are. Are you ready to start over raising kids? Trust me, grandkids are way more fun. You get to spoil them, have fun with them, and send them home to their parents."

"No, I don't think so," Atticus chuckled. "I doesn't matter to me. Never had. Not sure why I brought it up. I guess with the anniversary making me think of time..." He shrugged, "well you know I guess."

Atticus sipped the whiskey and nodded, "We can do that." After moment of companionable silence he set his glass down on the desk in front of him and sat back. "So are you here for good? In this time I mean. It has been ten years after all." Atticus smirked at Nick's expression, "Don't give me that e...

"Ten years, my friend," he said with a grin. "I can't be certain of the exact date, but I know it was this month. Time flies the older you get," Atticus said with a chuckle.

Atticus poked his head into Nick's study a few days later with a grin on his face. Entering the study fully he presented Nick with a bottle of a very expensive Tennessee whiskey. "A taste of home from one Yank to another. Don't get me wrong, they make some fine Scotch here, but it just isn't the sam...

"Yeah, you might as well get used to it," Atticus replied. "Well, I gotta run. See you Saturday?"

"Not much to be honest. I drink very little, and it doesn't take much to get me good and sloshed. But, as long as I don't hurt anyone, break anything, or let it get out of my pants the misus isn't one to nag and yell. Knowing her, she'd laugh at me the next morning, and in a voice far too loud shout...