Literature
As If We Never Said Goodbye
I walk into the studio, greeting old faces, old friends. DeForest's already chatting around the female crew, charming them with soft smiles and twinkling eyes. He sees me and beckons me forward, but I can't move. It's silly of me, it's not as if I haven't seen any of these people after NBC shut us down, but I'm frightened all the same. It's different here, unlike the script readings, the more business like affairs, this is much more. It's nearly overwhelming, to see the Enterprise being built back around you, being b