Authors note: Hello, this story is different then most. I have decided to
combine the 2 stories I am working on (Nova 12 and Alternative Red Dwarf-
The story of Lauren Perry) Although, I am still going to keep them
separate. At the beginning of each chapter, I'll let you know which one
that story it is. It may be a little confusing, but it will all work out in
the end, I promise!
I suggest that if you haven't read both those stories, you go and do that, or at least know a little about them, or it won't make any sense!
I am starting off RIGHT where I left off in both stories, so you haven't missed anything, but I took a little bit out of the last chapter of Alternative Red Dwarf, so you may want to see that. Well, I hope you understand! Any questions? Email me at Janine_Icesk8@yahoo.com, if you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them!
This is dedicated to: Luna The Moonmonster, starfruit, Cheezdanish, Lauren Greenleaf, My brother, If I have forgotten anyone I am so sorry!
Disclaimer: The red dwarf characters don't belong to me, Lauren Belongs to Luna The Moonmonster, but the Nova 12 crew is mine, but I don't get a single penny off them (cheapskates =P )
Out Of Time
Author: Janine Morris
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 1-The confession
!~Nova 12~!
Megan looked out at the millions of tiny stars. It would have maybe inspired her if she hadn't seen the same thing hundreds of times. Every time she looked out a window, that's all she ever saw. Stars, stars and more stars. Sometime a few asteroids or comets, but they all looked the same to her.
Even though Megan had seen this scene so many times, she still enjoyed the serenity or the observation decks when she was down. She had come up here a lot when she first came out of stasis, it was just her place to be at peace with herself.
Sure, Albert could scan up here, and the others would probably be up to look for her any time now, but Megan just put that little fact to the back of her mind and tried to relax. Her cheeks were still red from all the crying she had done, she still sniffled. "how could I let myself fall in love?" she mumbled. To anyone else who may have been listening, they would not have been able to understand her slurred mumble, but Megan knew what she had said, and with that, a fresh salty hot tear ran down her cheek.
She finally accepted the fact that she was crying. She wasn't a crier. She hadn't cried in 10 years. No matter how rough things got, she had been strong. She hadn't shed a single tear when her grandmother died. Megan had loved her grandmother so much, and inside, she had been torn apart by her passing away, but outside no one would have guessed. Everyone had figured she was in-human, and didn't care.
Megan didn't like letting other people know her feelings. It had always been that way
Megan sat there in silence, thinking to herself about the man she loved.
Rimmer knew the truth, she had run off because she didn't want to see him. Rimmer felt himself feeling hopelessly in love with Megan. The only woman that had treated him as an equal, that he could trust, that would be his friend.
Rimmer missed The dwarf. Normally when he was feeling down, he would go up to the observation decks and stare out at the stars.
Rimmer sat down on a metal chair in the lounge. The lights were off accept for a few lamps at each table. He still didn't know his way around the Nova 12. "Albert" Mumbled Rimmer.
Even at his mumble, Albert, who had nothing better to do, appeared on the screen. "There there Arnold, what's got you down?" He asked, sympathetically.
Rimmer refused to tell him. "Get me a vodka… and a pack of cigarettes." He mumbled again.
"You sure about that, buddy?"
Rimmer nodded. A pack of cigarettes and a shot glass full of vodka appeared in front of him. He opened the cigarettes and lifted a few to his lips. "light" he said, through a mouthful of them. The cigarettes lit, as he sat back in his chair. He swigged down the entire glass of vodka.
"ahh… Alby…"
Albert raised an eyebrow
"have ya' got an onserbation deck on dis ship?" He mumbled.
"Yeah, its on the top floor. Would you like me to teleport you there?"
Rimmer nodded.
In an instant, he was no longer sitting on the metal chair, but up on the couch of the observation deck. He took another puff of his cigarettes, then he realized he wasn't alone.
Megan sat on the couch, deep into her thoughts. She began to smell cigarette smoke. Her eyes began to water. 'well this is strange' she thought to herself. She rested her head on the side of the couch. More tears spilled from her eyes. She sniffled…
"Megan?"
Megan's eyes widened. She instantly sat up and looked around. Just then, she noticed someone next to her on the couch. She didn't answer.
"What are you doing here, Megan?" Rimmer asked.
"wha…what are you?" she asked, as a sort of answer.
Rimmer began to get closer to her. Megan didn't feel totally comfortable with this, but didn't stop him.
"Are…are you still crying?" He asked her.
Megan sniffled. Her sniffle seemed to answer his question. Rimmer held out his arm to allow her to wipe her eyes.
"Rimmer, you wanted to tell me something?" asked Megan.
"oh yeah…" All of a sudden he was hard as a stone, ice cold, scared as hell. He had to tell her how he felt. He tried to speak, but his tongue wouldn't move.
Megan waited patently. She didn't have anything else to do.
"I…" Rimmer managed.
"you…?" Said Megan, Emotion drained from her voice.
"love you" he mumbled. So quiet it was almost impossible for her to hear.
"what!?!" She almost shouted.
Rimmer began to cry. Tears spilled from his eyes. "Who am I kidding, you would never love me!" He got up.
Megan began to cry, too. Rimmer was right. She didn't love him. She felt horrible. She cared for Rimmer, she wanted him to be happy. But she did not love him. Megan wanted to run, but was, for the first time, too afraid of the consequences to run. She stood there and faced it. "Arnold… I… I don't know what to say."
Rimmer stopped for a moment.
"I can't lie. I'm sorry… but I just don't…don't…"
"I understand" he mumbled, and stormed off.
Megan didn't know what to do. He laid down on the couch and cried her eyes out. It was worse then before. She was hurting her dearest friend. She didn't have any friends accept him, so that made him her dearest friend. There was no way she could do this.
I suggest that if you haven't read both those stories, you go and do that, or at least know a little about them, or it won't make any sense!
I am starting off RIGHT where I left off in both stories, so you haven't missed anything, but I took a little bit out of the last chapter of Alternative Red Dwarf, so you may want to see that. Well, I hope you understand! Any questions? Email me at Janine_Icesk8@yahoo.com, if you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them!
This is dedicated to: Luna The Moonmonster, starfruit, Cheezdanish, Lauren Greenleaf, My brother, If I have forgotten anyone I am so sorry!
Disclaimer: The red dwarf characters don't belong to me, Lauren Belongs to Luna The Moonmonster, but the Nova 12 crew is mine, but I don't get a single penny off them (cheapskates =P )
Out Of Time
Author: Janine Morris
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 1-The confession
!~Nova 12~!
Megan looked out at the millions of tiny stars. It would have maybe inspired her if she hadn't seen the same thing hundreds of times. Every time she looked out a window, that's all she ever saw. Stars, stars and more stars. Sometime a few asteroids or comets, but they all looked the same to her.
Even though Megan had seen this scene so many times, she still enjoyed the serenity or the observation decks when she was down. She had come up here a lot when she first came out of stasis, it was just her place to be at peace with herself.
Sure, Albert could scan up here, and the others would probably be up to look for her any time now, but Megan just put that little fact to the back of her mind and tried to relax. Her cheeks were still red from all the crying she had done, she still sniffled. "how could I let myself fall in love?" she mumbled. To anyone else who may have been listening, they would not have been able to understand her slurred mumble, but Megan knew what she had said, and with that, a fresh salty hot tear ran down her cheek.
She finally accepted the fact that she was crying. She wasn't a crier. She hadn't cried in 10 years. No matter how rough things got, she had been strong. She hadn't shed a single tear when her grandmother died. Megan had loved her grandmother so much, and inside, she had been torn apart by her passing away, but outside no one would have guessed. Everyone had figured she was in-human, and didn't care.
Megan didn't like letting other people know her feelings. It had always been that way
Megan sat there in silence, thinking to herself about the man she loved.
Rimmer knew the truth, she had run off because she didn't want to see him. Rimmer felt himself feeling hopelessly in love with Megan. The only woman that had treated him as an equal, that he could trust, that would be his friend.
Rimmer missed The dwarf. Normally when he was feeling down, he would go up to the observation decks and stare out at the stars.
Rimmer sat down on a metal chair in the lounge. The lights were off accept for a few lamps at each table. He still didn't know his way around the Nova 12. "Albert" Mumbled Rimmer.
Even at his mumble, Albert, who had nothing better to do, appeared on the screen. "There there Arnold, what's got you down?" He asked, sympathetically.
Rimmer refused to tell him. "Get me a vodka… and a pack of cigarettes." He mumbled again.
"You sure about that, buddy?"
Rimmer nodded. A pack of cigarettes and a shot glass full of vodka appeared in front of him. He opened the cigarettes and lifted a few to his lips. "light" he said, through a mouthful of them. The cigarettes lit, as he sat back in his chair. He swigged down the entire glass of vodka.
"ahh… Alby…"
Albert raised an eyebrow
"have ya' got an onserbation deck on dis ship?" He mumbled.
"Yeah, its on the top floor. Would you like me to teleport you there?"
Rimmer nodded.
In an instant, he was no longer sitting on the metal chair, but up on the couch of the observation deck. He took another puff of his cigarettes, then he realized he wasn't alone.
Megan sat on the couch, deep into her thoughts. She began to smell cigarette smoke. Her eyes began to water. 'well this is strange' she thought to herself. She rested her head on the side of the couch. More tears spilled from her eyes. She sniffled…
"Megan?"
Megan's eyes widened. She instantly sat up and looked around. Just then, she noticed someone next to her on the couch. She didn't answer.
"What are you doing here, Megan?" Rimmer asked.
"wha…what are you?" she asked, as a sort of answer.
Rimmer began to get closer to her. Megan didn't feel totally comfortable with this, but didn't stop him.
"Are…are you still crying?" He asked her.
Megan sniffled. Her sniffle seemed to answer his question. Rimmer held out his arm to allow her to wipe her eyes.
"Rimmer, you wanted to tell me something?" asked Megan.
"oh yeah…" All of a sudden he was hard as a stone, ice cold, scared as hell. He had to tell her how he felt. He tried to speak, but his tongue wouldn't move.
Megan waited patently. She didn't have anything else to do.
"I…" Rimmer managed.
"you…?" Said Megan, Emotion drained from her voice.
"love you" he mumbled. So quiet it was almost impossible for her to hear.
"what!?!" She almost shouted.
Rimmer began to cry. Tears spilled from his eyes. "Who am I kidding, you would never love me!" He got up.
Megan began to cry, too. Rimmer was right. She didn't love him. She felt horrible. She cared for Rimmer, she wanted him to be happy. But she did not love him. Megan wanted to run, but was, for the first time, too afraid of the consequences to run. She stood there and faced it. "Arnold… I… I don't know what to say."
Rimmer stopped for a moment.
"I can't lie. I'm sorry… but I just don't…don't…"
"I understand" he mumbled, and stormed off.
Megan didn't know what to do. He laid down on the couch and cried her eyes out. It was worse then before. She was hurting her dearest friend. She didn't have any friends accept him, so that made him her dearest friend. There was no way she could do this.
