TITLE: Mission Andromeda
AUTHOR: hannahthewriter
ARCHIVE: Ask please. I'll say yes, but I like to know where they end up.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters or names on either Andromeda or Deepwater Black/Mission Genesis. They all belong to someone else. I'm just using them for my own amusement.
RATING: PG
SETTING/SEASON: Late season 2 Andromeda, late season 1 DWB/MG.
SPOILERS: None from Drom, but most of DWB/MG.
WARNINGS: Occasional, mild violence and occasional language.
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SUMMARY: Andromeda/Deepwater Black (Mission Genesis) crossover. After the Andromeda goes out of control and crashes into an anomaly in space, Beka finds herself stranded on a strange ship, where the only person she recognises doesn't seem to recognise her.
A/N: Since I got into GMW after Mission Genesis had already been and gone here, I had to compile this story from clips, sound bites, pictures, transcripts, character analyses and back story. My thanks go to Karen, who is the creator of the fan site where I got the information needed to build up a picture of the show. For those who didn't see the show, her site is here:
If you want a summarised back-story, that can be found here:
There is also an interview about the show with Gordon Woolvett and his co-star Nicole DeBoer who played Yuna here:
Chapter 1The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
-Dorothy Parker
Captain Beka Valentine was walking aimlessly through a corridor of the Andromeda, unsure of what to do with herself. Typical, the first time she'd had in months to relax and she was a bundle of nerves. There was no reason for this. It had been weeks since their last battle, Harper had fixed up the ship, and even had time to improve the wiring on some of the 'droids to make them more efficient. Of course, he was delighted at the break. He could get roaring drunk every night and had lost a total of 37 various card games with Trance in the past fortnight. Dylan spent most of his time practising inspirational speeches in the mirror as part of his ever-hopeful quest to become a politician. Tyr was undoubtedly counting his weapons somewhere, or practising his surly looks in a mirror in an ever-hopeful quest to be cold and indifferent (and was, admittedly, doing a lot better than Dylan). Yet Beka was actually bored, and would have given anything for one good, healthy opportunity to blow something up.
'Come on Beka,' she scolded herself angrily. 'Enjoy a nice break while you have the chance.'
'That's the first sign of madness, you know.' A smug voice came from behind. Although, she knew that voice extremely well, Beka nevertheless drew her force-lance and whirled around instinctively. She was only mildly surprised to find that Harper was looking at her upside-down, hanging from one of the many ventilation shafts on deck 19. He raised (or lowered) his hands in mock terror.
'Hmmm, and that would be the second. Are we a little tense today, Captain Valentine, or is pointing guns at crewmates the latest fashion and I'm just not clued up enough to know it?'
Beka hurriedly tucked the force-lance back into its holster. She knew that he wasn't really offended, but he had been christened Seamus Sarcasm Harper and brought a well-needed wisecrack to every situation. 'You shouldn't sneak up on people like that Harper,' she snapped. 'One of these days you're going to wake up with your head blown off.'
She saw Harper's mouth working furiously, and bit her tongue in annoyance at her mistake. Strangely, he didn't comment on it. 'Oh, Beka, has the pain of not launching a single missile for two weeks finally caught up with your nerves?' Sometimes Beka worried that Trance was passing on her mind-reading skills to Harper. 'Anyway, I didn't sneak up on you, I was here all the time, fixing that freakin' ventilation system. Just when I think I've got everything in total working order, something else goes kaplooey and the whole ship threatens to turn us into mush. Oh well, at least nothing else can go wrong.'
Beka was could have blessed Harper for those famous last words, because just as he finished speaking, a siren started to wail deafeningly throughout the ship, red lights flashed and Dylan's voice came out of nowhere yelling at them to get into command now. An involuntary grin crept over Beka's face, even as Harper groaned wearily behind her. She turned to him and said brightly:
'Oh well, off to work!'
'Well, whoopee, let's crack open the champagne now,' Harper said sarcastically. 'Me and my big mouth. Fine, you get off to command. I'll just finish putting this stupid thing back together and I'll be there right behind you. Oh, and Beka? He said as she turned to leave. She spun on her heels to see a cocky smirk spread across his face. 'Don't worry, I promise not to wake up with my head blown off!' And with that he swung back up into the overhead, leaving Beka staring furiously at the spot where his head had just been.
'So, what is it,' Beka said brightly as the double doors slid open smoothly to let her in. 'Magog? Nietszchean? Viking?' she got several quizzical looks. 'Never mind,' she said hurriedly. 'You had to be there.'
'It's a…' Dylan began, then faltered as he realised he had absolutely no clue. Instead, he gave her a visual. 'See for yourself.'
'Ooh, a big swirly, whirly, portal thingy. Haven't had one of them in ages,' said Harper, who, true to his promise, had come in right behind Beka. It was actually a pretty accurate description, for the thing that Beka was looking at was very big, very swirly-whirly, and looked horribly like some kind of portal. In fact, if you took away the ever-looming threat, it was quite beautiful, almost like a map of the Milky Way. The centre of it was a wild array of iridescent, peacock blue sparkles, so bright that you could still see them even after you had closed your eyes. This then spread out into a dozen, curved arms, which were swirling around so fast that it was difficult to see them as individuals. The whole thing was partially screened by brilliant, misty wisps of cloud, which gave the impression that the whole thing was being seen through smoked glass. The overall effect was hypnotising to Beka. The others were not so easily impressed.
'My primary sensors tell me that it is exerting an extraordinary amount of gravitational force,' Rommie informed them, letting a few stray tendrils of alarm creep into her voice.
'Great, if it isn't someone trying to blow us up, someone trying to take over the ship, or someone trying to infest us with Magog…' Harper had had many bad experiences with Magog, including being infested with about a dozen Magog eggs. 'It's some giant space whirlpool trying to gravity us to death. Fantastic. And this time we can't even wave a big white flag at it with a message saying "don't shoot us, we're cowards". Dylan, unless you've joined the Save The Orphan Giant Space Whirlpool Society, can we please get the hell outa here?'
'I'm trying, Mr. Harper, don't worry,' snapped Dylan. 'But this… thing is not letting us go, and even our engines don't have enough power to fight it. From the way it's sucking us in, I'd think it was a black hole, but according to Rommie it's not, it's a sort of…'
'Giant space whirlpool, like I said. So if we can't get away from it, what are we supposed to do, huh?' The Andromeda was getting dangerously close to the portal. Beka was beginning to see something moving around inside it, but however hard she looked, she still couldn't quite make it out. Suddenly, with a horrible tremor, and a flash of sparks and smoke, the Andromeda lost control completely and began a sickening downward spiral towards the portal.
'Um, buckle up?' said Dylan, just before they collided with it hard enough to throw every crewmember crashing to the floor in a blinding explosion of light. The inside of Beka's head felt as though it might implode from the noise and the heat, and when unconsciousness arrived it was bliss.
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