Summary: Doubts, reassurances, and Biblical allusions. Drabble.
Codes: Beka/Tyr, more or less
Disclaimer: Tribune owns all rights to Andromeda. All I did was borrow it for use in my twisted little tale.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: "Soon the Nearing Vortex" and "The World Turns All Around Her"
Setting: During StNV and TWTAAH
Feedback: Please! Praise and constructive criticism welcome. Flames will be put into the grill and used for barbecue.
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Authors Note: This sort of drifted into my mind a few weeks ago. It was initially going to be longer, but it seemed best suited to drabble format, so I pruned it a little.
Benediction By B.L.A. the Mouse
Is this, then, the price of her loyalty? A few whispered words, the soft sweep of a thumb over her collarbone?
A searing kiss in a warm dark tent?
They stand before each other, naked and unashamed.
"Do you think this will make me trust you?"
"I think this wouldn't have happened, have gone this far, if you didn't."
He echoes a god that neither of them believe in as he murmurs, "Forgive them, for they know not what I do." And as he sacrifices himself, throws his body down to the devil, she knows that this is not over.
The End