Jim did his rounds. As Sasan had mentioned, he started all the way at the very top and worked his way down, checking every door and every corridor that spoked off of the central Hub. It made him feel like he was doing something. He didn't have blood from Kilgrave to work on. He didn't meditate. He couldn't content himself playing non-online video games or cellphone app games. The Archives were shut off so he couldn't exactly read and though he had captained a starship for years, IT pretty much told him that if he tried to help them out again, they would break his fingers.

The temps Jack brought in to run the Hub were scary. Actually, the regulars were a little scary too. Kaylie might have an angelic grin but she could be frightening! Jim had seen her take a wrench to the core plenty of times!

This was only the going-on-fifth day of lockdown. The last one had been much longer, but this one was worse because of the reason they had been forced into it.

And now some kids were able to break through? It made his head hurt.

Jim passed Gabriel and Mohinder in the hall. He only nodded in passing. He stopped to talk to John Watson for a little while and tried to be pleasant to Henry but... Henry was just strange and quiet. He was a little surprised Jack wasn't around to bump into but he was probably wrapped up in playing dad.

Jim found himself thinking about trying not to think about Spock but it had been a long time since he had tried addressing his long dead bondmate through a telepathic link that no longer existed. It felt less and less heavy too. That was frightening...

And a relief.

It was never meant to bind you to me, Jim. Jim wasn't sure if that was even accurately the way Spock use to speak to him or not.