Disclaimer: Andromeda doesn't belong to me; it belongs to Tribune. This was written for entertainment only and no money has been exchanged (unfortunately).

Spoilers:Day of Judgement, Day of Wrath

Archive:Probably but please ask me first anyway.

A/N:This is my very first fanfic so please let me know what you think. Constructive criticism welcome but flames will be ignored

Rommia POV

"Harper?"

I called as I stepped into hesitantly into the machine shop. He dropped whatever gadget he was making, to me, and probably anyone else, it looked like scrap metal, but I knew better than to ask, that wasn't what I came here to talk about.

"Yeah Rom-doll, what's up?" he asked me standing up and dusting off his hands.

"I wanted to talk to you about what happened on the ship…"

"There's nothing to talk about."

But he wouldn't meet my eye.

"Listen, Harper, I didn't say those things it wasn't me."

"But it looked like you, it sounded like you how do I know that, that isn't how you really feel, deep down inside. Am I really no more than an amoeba to you?"

He was raising his voice by now but I couldn't believe he even thought for one moment I meant any of those things. Of course my crew were far lower intellectually than me but it was something I enjoyed, the way their minds worked, how little they knew about things compared to me but still the lived their lives not seeming to care. And as for Harper he was one of the most amazing of all, everything he had been through and he was still so vibrant and full of life. I remembered telling Dylan that Harper was the best officer I had ever had serve on me but I'd never told Harper himself. Not that his ego normally needed swelling but today he looked so lost deep inside.

"Harper" I finally got out. "I would never say or think any of that, you're one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Without you I'd have been destroyed ages ago. You understand me better than any of the others, hey you made me! You have to know I would never say that."

My own voice was getting louder and I felt on the verge off tears, he had to understand. I managed to choke out one more sentence,

"We said we'd fix each other, remember?"

And then I was sobbing quietly letting everything from the past few days be washed out. Seeing The Balance again, being controlled so completely by him, seeing his avatar once again die as it drifted out into the deepness of space. But most importantly what I'd said to him. Harper just held me and murmured

"Its okay we're okay we're both fixed."