It is recommended that you either watch the movie Interstellar or read the novelization for the best understanding -

Hey! This is my first time publishing any fic... So there are bound to be a lot of mistakes. This is really just to see if I can stick to anything... I really hope this doesn't become a Mary sue... I hope I can continue to dish out chapters! So, if you can bare to stick with me, enjoy! - sheilacalhoun

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INTERSTELLAR.

Note: The chapters may be labeled as "Flashback" or "Dream Sequence" Flashback is the canon flashback of that scene. Dream Sequence is my version or add on of a flashback. And if it is not labeled, it means its just the story.

EDIT: Added and deleted a few things.

-Chapter 1: De-brief -

The Ranger zipped through the wormhole with ease. The newest gen of Rangers were equipped to go near the speed of light by using Murphy Cooper's equation. By using gravity. They were sleek, just like its successor. The Rangers were smaller and more efficient. They were meant for one person and a robot, if so chosen. Containing a cryo-sleep pod and a few other things in them, they were clearly meant for interstellar travel. The amount of resistance the new Rangers gave was little to none when passing through a worm hole. The wormhole opened up and gave way to a strangely familiar view. Millions of bright stars shone in the distance. The one man who had seen this tiny seed of the ever expanding universe was back to the place he had once spent hundreds of years in. He was here again, to find the last part of his generation who still understands him and the struggles they went through.

"Back again..." The man said, scratching his head.

"Indeed we are, Coop." What looked like a metal obelisk detached from the floor rails.

"TARS, calculate the time to Wolf's planet." TARS started running numbers on his screen. "Even traveling near light speed, I calculate the time to Wolf's planet to be... Six months."

Cooper nodded and walked over to the cyro-sleep bed and opened it up.

"TARS, wake me up when the time to Wolf's planet is about 6 hours." Cooper laid down and closed his eyes. "Sweet dreams Coop."

"... Computer says you're too tight." Cooper heard the radio shout. "I got this." His instruments were screaming at him to pull out. He was sweating like a dog under the hot summer sun. "Crossing the straights," Control said. "Shutting it down. Shutting it all down." Cooper was wheezing and jittery as hell. "No!" He yelled. "We need to power up-" Spinning like a child's top, black and red, black and red- the controls were ripped from his ha-

"-Easy Cooper."

Cooper jolted up. His vision slowly began to clear up, his mind clearing when he heard TARS voice. After calming down he realized that he was clutching his chest. "Were you dreaming of the cra-" Cooper waved a dismissive hand to his robotic companion. TARS beeped a few times and walked away.

"6 hours till Wolf's planet." Cooper rested his head on the palms of his hands. This needs to stop. This is ancient history. Stop reliving your old ghosts Coop. Focus on the now...

Cooper dressed in his suit and sat in the pilots seat. Technology has advanced so much since then. Relax Coop. Cooper spent the next few hours, thinking about what the future held."2 hours till landing." TARS computed. "TARS, can you reach CASE at this distance? Let CASE know we are on our way, but do not tell Dr. Brand."

TARS did as he was told. Thankfully, TARS was updated now, thanks to the crew on the Cooper Station. Still the same body and AI settings, but he had more abilities that he did before. He had seen the newer AI, faster and had a more reliable power source. Which raised the question, why did Cooper keep him? He was an outdated model, with years of wear and tear on his casing. The only reason he was able to think like this was because of the updates. TARS is one of a kind. He was the only one that had a humor setting along with other ones. Temporary settings: Humor setting: 10%. Honesty setting: 90%. Curiosity setting: 70%.

"Cooper, why did you keep me?" Cooper looked over at his partner.

Cooper thought for a second. "Ah, well Slick, you really are one of a kind. Only you understand me and what we have been through. No other AI was going to be able to replace you." Cooper stopped. "Wait. What setting was that on? I don't remember AI being able to do that?" TARS stopped. "The crew on the Cooper Station updated my database, as well as my "Special" settings... I have more abilities than before." Resume normal parameters. Humor: 75%. Honesty: 90%. Curiosity: 50%. "Why, did they not update you? You could really use some major tuning." TARS' cue light flashed on. That's a new one. "Ahaha, ouch. Nice one TARS."

Cooper put his helmet on and sat back, closing his eyes. Cooper station... He had only just seen his daughter before she died. Murph... It was because of her that he was on his way to be with Brand. They don't belong in this era. They, Cooper and Brand, are the last two people who can understand what each other had been through.

"Dad... Leave me." Cooper was a bit hurt by Murphy's words. But he knew there was some other meaning behind them. "I have my own family to be around. And a parent should never see their own child die before them." Cooper began to tear up. He held onto her hand and tried to hold back the wave of regret and remorse. "Go. Go be with her. She needs you." Cooper looked at Murph, confused. "Go be with Brand, dad."

His house was on display, like a museum. Cooper saw the familiar silhouette of TARS sitting in the dining room, draped with a blue tarp. "Is that..." The man next to him nodded. "We found him close to you. But his power source was fried. Do you want me to get you another one?" Cooper nodded.

Cooper sat at the diner table and was messing with TARS settings. "Settings: General Settings. Any extra configurations?" Cooper thought. "Humor." TARS beeped. "Humor setting at: 100%" Cooper grunted.

"Take it down to 75%"

"Self destruct sequence in 3, 2, 1..."

"On second thought, bring it down to 65%."

"... Knock Knock."

"Do you want 55%?"

Cooper took a drink of his beer. "I know that look Cooper. What are you thinking?" He sighed. "I don't belong here, in... this. It just doesn't feel right. And Dr. Brand is out there. All alone. I need to go be with her... Like Murph said."

A thud interrupted Coopers thoughts. He looked around and saw a clay-ish landscape. "We are here. And according to CASE's information, you won't be needing that helmet." TARS read off some simple information about the planet. I mean... Will she be happy to see me, or angry? What if Wolf is still alive? "Cooper..." It is most likely that he is dead, but how would i go about that... "Cooper!" He jolted back to reality. "What is it, TARS?!" If TARS had a body, Cooper could have sworn TARS had just jumped out of his skin. TARS did the equivalent to clearing his throat. "Well. Are you ready to go surprise an old friend?"

Cooper opened the hatch.

So... The Italicized text is, if you could tell, were flashbacks. I know they weren't word for word correct, but I tried.

Any way, till next chapter! Reviews are always appreciated!