I Let Her In.

}Be welcome in my mind, Jaeihthe, Sankra!{ I knew enough about Romulans to know that what I had just said was unutterably dangerous. I knew Jaeithe's Soul Name, the secret innermost name that is known only to a Romulan's husband/wife and possibly their dearest siblings or comrades that are closer than kin. This was something I didn't even know about MYSELF, though I had searched for my soul name I'd never found it, and it wasn't something that could be given, only found...

}But not necessarily found by YOU, Pex...{ Sankra said in the timeless moment we were sharing inside our own heads, our words moving back and forth at the speed of unfiltered thought...

}SHE KNOWS!{ My innermost soul, my Katra, screamed in terror. I almost cast her out, but a lifetime of discipline won over instinct, and I instead **** us to manifest into a mindscape of my memory palace, to whit, Starfleet Academy in San-Fransico...

"Sankra, what are you doing, and how do you, who have never met me before today, know my fourth name?" I asked as both of us stood clothed in cadet's uniforms on the Academy Commons.

"Not quite the right venue for this conversation," Sankra said, and snapped her fingers, moving us through the memory palace like a bolt of lightning into my first girlfriend's room.

"How did you DO that?!" I demanded, but Sankra snapped her fingers again and the decor of the room shifted from that of my Orion girlfriend to a Romulan Empire motif.

"Close enough," Sankra muttered and sat down on the bed. "Pex, I'm not a normal Romulan, I'm one of the last of a series of genetic experiments from the final days of the empire to create telepathic espionage agents. No one but you, your twin, and Starfleet High Comand know about this, and even they don't know my Soul Name. I never told Skylar and he didn't find out like you did. This is meant to be Pex, we are Tie Zi Tri, 'Female-And-Male-Soul'." Sankra said, shivering as if an ice-cold wind was blowing through the 'room', though it felt like a standard 295.372°s Kelvin.

"Whoh, back up: how does my twin know about this?" I asked, and with a wave of her hand Sankra called up her memories on the view screen.

"I was born 189 Imperial Standard years ago, created by the use of intense genetic manipulation of the DNA of the strongest known Romulan and Vulcan psychics. I was supposed to be a throwback to the pre-Surak days when the common ancestors of Vulcans and Romulans could throw battleships into a sun by will alone, but apparently the genetic purges since that time were more thorough than they realized, I'm not what the empire hoped for, just an alpha level talent as the Vulcans measure such things. The Romulan Empire fell within months of my birth, I was raised in a creche by Vulcan caretakers. However, the United Galactic Imperium realized what I was, and what I theoretically could become, before I turned seven, so they had me placed with a family of the most powerful Psi-talents known to the former Vulcan High Comand and trained from that point on to be an espionage agent. Things went quite well, at first, I've completed dozens of deep cover missions that I'm not at liberty to talk about," The Screen just shows static and snow with about a hundred years of time stamps flashing by, "but then something horrible happened, I fell in love," And my own face comes up on the screen, or, I'm guessing, my double.

"You're right Pex, it was Skylar, but he didn't love me back. I tendered my resignation, lost security clearance, abandoned Imp-Sec and everyone I knew for him, Joined Starfleet and started my training from scratch: and he told me I was a freak and to never speak to him again...!" Sankra was crying, so what else could I do? I went to her and held her tight till the crying stopped.

"I years passed, but my love for him didn't fade, it just got stronger, it became an obsession... It was affecting my work with the diplomatic corps, so I decided to make one last play for him, pulled strings to be assigned to the Justicar... By the time I met up with him he was with that Floozy Linda!" Her fists clench into balls of rage. "I knew it wasn't meant to be then, she was everything I could never be: casually slutty, easy to talk to, social, a-political, moralistic, simple, uncomplicated... I was going to try to go back to Imp-Sec after the tour was over, like all the best Romulan operatives I was dead inside now, I had nothing to live for, nothing but THE JOB, and no one that I cared enough about to be a liability... Then we get thrown into another universe, and YOU show up, and Skylar tries to hook you up with Linda 2, and it goes about as well as tossing a beaker of liquid Anti-Hydrogen into a lake... Don't you see? This is it! We're it! You're my destiny, you and I, we're what I was waiting for this whole time, everything was leading to this moment: me, you, happily ever after!"