..January 6th,2016...

...Miami...6:58 AM....

"I like these boys," Amanda's father, being Jake Rollins, said as he snickers leaning back in his chair.

"We'll be leaving, soon," La Forge said.

Amanda is washing the dishes.

"Not soon enough," Amanda muttered.

"You're quite the interesting man," Amanda's father said. "I only wish she met you long ago."

"Well," La Forge said. "Long distant relationships is kind of impossible in time travel."

Data is sitting on the couch watching television with his eyes wide and in shock at what he is witnessing.

"What do you mean?" Amanda's father asks.

Amanda puts the clean dish into the cabinet.

"I am from the year 2370," La Forge said, then he takes a bite out of the egg using a fork.

"And that space ship," Amanda's father said.

"A shuttle," Came Data's reply. Data changes the channel. "I will work on some of the repairs."

Data walks on out the building through the back door.

"He does know that's where my beasty dogs are," Amanda's father said, with a snicker.

Amanda is putting away the clean dishes.

"Don't worry about him," La Forge said. "Dogs love Data."

"So what is this Enterprise you are from?" Amanda's father asks.

"Currently under the command of Captain Picard," La Forge said.

"Captain Picard," Amanda's father repeats.

"Yes," La Forge said, with a nod.

"You know that guy is portayed by that awesome fella Patrick Stewart?" Amanda's father asks.

La Forge takes another bite of scrambled eggs raising a brow up at Amanda's father.

"They're too deep into their cosplaying," Amanda said. "They even have the tech to make a flying car."

La Forge swallows the bite.

"'That is not a flying car," La Forge said."It is a shuttle." He frowns. "And we are not cosplaying."

"Kids these days would envy you for living the life Star Trek style," Amanda's father notes.

"Star Trek?" La Forge repeats, confused.

"You look exactly like the kid from Star Trek," Amanda's father notes. "Say, what's your name, sonny?"

"Geordi La Forge," La Forge said.

Amanda's father blinks.

"Named after that guy, huh," Amanda's father said.

Amanda picks up her bag.

"Excuse me, but I am not aware of Star Trek," La Forge said.

"Star Trek: The Next Generation," Amanda's father said. La Forge takes another bite out of the scrambled egg. "See you after work...If you are back by dinner!"

Amanda shuts the door behind her.

"What about this Star Trek show?" La Forge said, after swallowing the bite.

Amanda's father smiles folding his arms on the table.

"It is best that I show you, sonny," Amanda's father said.

Amanda's father turns the television on.

"Hey," La Forge said. "That happened a few years ago!"

It was weird seeing himself on the screen in sick bay recovering from the parasite that had infected him.

"Years?" Amanda's father said, curiously.

"Yes,years," La Forge said.

"What is your rank on the Enterprise?" Amanda's father asks.

"Lieutenant Commander," La Forge said.

"Occupation?" Amanda's father asks.

"Chief Engineer," La Forge said.

Amanda's father rubs his chin turning the television to the news channel.

"Checks out," Amanda's father said. "So...What is up with your space shuttle?"

"A clutter of space debris, at a fast speed, collided against our ride," La Forge said. "And sent us crashing."

"That must have been a unpredictable ride," Amanda's father said.

"Actually, it was quite tense," La Forge admits.

Outside in the garage Data is attempting to reestablish contact with the Enterprise using common everyday gadget parts to create a possible-to-use communicator. It would take a average human three hours to attempt such a feat. But to Data it took less than an hour that went by. The screen sizzzled beeping to life.

"Commander Data, where are you?" Picard's voice came over the sizzling screen.

"Earth," Data said. "Not the Earth you are thinking. Geordi and I are in a different world where we are fiction."

"We are fictional?" Picard asks, as the screen becomes clearer.

Riker and Worf both have a 'what?' kind of look on their face.

"Yes, Captain," Data said, with a small nod.

"That is different," Picard said. "Is there any chance another worm hole can open up?"

"Since Romulans do not exist in this world; it is one in a million," Data said. "But if I can find a Vulcan then it is really not far-fetched."

"What year are you in?" Picard asks.

"2016," Data said. "Makes it reasonable that the future we are accustomed to will never happen to this planet."

"So we won't exist in this planet's future," Riker said.

"Not at all," Data said.

Riker rubs his bearded chin contemplating the very idea of him not existing.

"Good luck, Commander Data," Picard said.

The call ended.