Thanks for all the reviews and your patience guy's it's been a weird week.
here's the next part :-D
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He followed the ghost robot through a number of twist and turns before she directed him though a very large door. The minute he stepped through hey was eye to eye with a very large very angry looking man.
The words 'be very afraid' bounced quickly around his head like a tennis ball. His heart threatened to escape from his chest.
"It's about time boy." He growled and he couldn't contain the squeak of fear that escaped as the man grabbed his shirt and thrust him to the middle of the room.
He felt naked and stood still and stiff in the hub of activity. He finally managed to blink and after a few seconds later the air returned to his lungs.
The ship began to rock more violently now as even more explosives impacted on the hull. The lights in the very large and noisy room began to flicker.
He clasped his hands over his ears, closed his eyes and sunk slowly to the floor. He sat rocking himself back and forth trying to block the chaos from his senses.
Someone grabbed his arms pulling them from his face. He fought them he just wanted to remember . this couldn't be his life!
"Harper?" The voice shouted. He ignored it and tried to pull away. "HARPER!" what were they yelling. Oh, yeah.that was his name.
He slowly opened his eyes.
It was the blonde lady.Beka. "Yeah it's me kiddo. We really need you here. you can freak out later okay?"
He nodded slightly and she pulled him to his feet. "We need you to fix the fusion generator."
He blinked still totally at a loss. "A wh-what?
He warm hands still gripped his cols shoulders. "Come on Seamus think!"
Another man in a uniform intervened. "Beka let him go it won't help. Trance take him down there. work with him maybe it will help."
The blonde women pulled him in to a quick but fierce embrace. "I believe in you." She whispered in his ears before she abruptly let go and ran for a near by station.
The gold girl took his hand and led him away but he had trouble tearing his eyes from the blonde's.no. Beka's back.
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The girl had led him to a conduit and handed a belt of tools. "I don't know what any of these things are."
"Then I'll try to fix. you can hand me the tools."
"No, you can't fix it!"
She turned quickly and looked him in the eyes intensely. "Why? Why can't I fix it?"
"Ummm. "You can't.you can't."
"Harper think.think hard."
He swore and threw the tools against a nearby wall frustrated. "That's what everyone keeps saying but I can't freakin' remember!!"
He stood there breathing hard a single tear rolled down his cheek.
She pretended she didn't see it. "Then lets go." She replied calmly, picking up the tools and once again handing them to him.
He followed her in to the small tunnels. He liked it here. It was much more quiet. No big guys grabbing you are yelling orders. "Trance?"
"Yes, Harper?"
"Will I remember things again or will this be it?" They stopped in front of a panel. "I mean . will I have to start over?"
"Honestly, I don't know for sure but the probabilities are good.in fact I think you are already starting to remember you just don't realize it yet." She took a tool from the worn belt and started to poke at the open panel. It sparked violently.
"NO!"
She paused. "Do I have the wrong tool?"
"Yes." He answered with out thinking. Then his brow wrinkled with confusion.
"Do the opposite of what everyone's been saying Harper. don't think just answer. What tool do I need?"
"The nano wrench." He gasped as a killer migraine began to form between his eyes.
"Then what?"
"Ummmm."
"Don't think!" she nearly shouted and he flinched back.
"Three relays to the right!" He began to rub the spot between his eyes. "Then remove the one four space to the left."
Trance worked quickly.
He opened his eyes he hadn't realized he had been clenching them close. Everything had a strange red tinge to it. "Headache." He whispered.
She nodded not looking up from her work. "I know, we'll fix you soon. This first."
He closed his eyes and for a long time remembered nothing.
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He woke up in the same room as he had before. There was some small comfort in that. The blonde lady sat in a chair nearby his bed sleeping.
His ached dully but it was more the remembrance of pain. He shifted slightly feeling stiff. Beka blinked awake sleepily.
"Hey sport you awake?"
He nodded unsure of what to say.
"You still have your headache?"
"No." his voice cracked a little.
"Trance said you were starting to remember."
"No..Not really. I just knew what she was doing was wrong." Why could he talk to her.why did he feel he could trust her?
"Well it's a start."
"What about the . Origami?"
"The Ogami?"
"Yeah."
"Well you and Trance did the repairs we needed to get away. I'm not sure that's enough for Dylan though. he keeps trying to understand the attacks. but you know Dylan he's never satisfied."
He sat up slowly in the bed with a yawn. "Yeah, I guess. Who's Dylan?"
Beka gave a low chuckle. "I thought we'd spend the day together .maybe it would help bring your memory back."
He got out of his bed slowly blanked wrapped around himself. "Ummm, so. any clue where I keep my clothes?" Beka laughed again and ruffled his hair before she headed to the nearby closest and threw him a pair of pants and a very bright t-shirt.
A small smile crossed his lips...the first one in a while. "Are you sure these are mine?"
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TBC
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He followed the ghost robot through a number of twist and turns before she directed him though a very large door. The minute he stepped through hey was eye to eye with a very large very angry looking man.
The words 'be very afraid' bounced quickly around his head like a tennis ball. His heart threatened to escape from his chest.
"It's about time boy." He growled and he couldn't contain the squeak of fear that escaped as the man grabbed his shirt and thrust him to the middle of the room.
He felt naked and stood still and stiff in the hub of activity. He finally managed to blink and after a few seconds later the air returned to his lungs.
The ship began to rock more violently now as even more explosives impacted on the hull. The lights in the very large and noisy room began to flicker.
He clasped his hands over his ears, closed his eyes and sunk slowly to the floor. He sat rocking himself back and forth trying to block the chaos from his senses.
Someone grabbed his arms pulling them from his face. He fought them he just wanted to remember . this couldn't be his life!
"Harper?" The voice shouted. He ignored it and tried to pull away. "HARPER!" what were they yelling. Oh, yeah.that was his name.
He slowly opened his eyes.
It was the blonde lady.Beka. "Yeah it's me kiddo. We really need you here. you can freak out later okay?"
He nodded slightly and she pulled him to his feet. "We need you to fix the fusion generator."
He blinked still totally at a loss. "A wh-what?
He warm hands still gripped his cols shoulders. "Come on Seamus think!"
Another man in a uniform intervened. "Beka let him go it won't help. Trance take him down there. work with him maybe it will help."
The blonde women pulled him in to a quick but fierce embrace. "I believe in you." She whispered in his ears before she abruptly let go and ran for a near by station.
The gold girl took his hand and led him away but he had trouble tearing his eyes from the blonde's.no. Beka's back.
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The girl had led him to a conduit and handed a belt of tools. "I don't know what any of these things are."
"Then I'll try to fix. you can hand me the tools."
"No, you can't fix it!"
She turned quickly and looked him in the eyes intensely. "Why? Why can't I fix it?"
"Ummm. "You can't.you can't."
"Harper think.think hard."
He swore and threw the tools against a nearby wall frustrated. "That's what everyone keeps saying but I can't freakin' remember!!"
He stood there breathing hard a single tear rolled down his cheek.
She pretended she didn't see it. "Then lets go." She replied calmly, picking up the tools and once again handing them to him.
He followed her in to the small tunnels. He liked it here. It was much more quiet. No big guys grabbing you are yelling orders. "Trance?"
"Yes, Harper?"
"Will I remember things again or will this be it?" They stopped in front of a panel. "I mean . will I have to start over?"
"Honestly, I don't know for sure but the probabilities are good.in fact I think you are already starting to remember you just don't realize it yet." She took a tool from the worn belt and started to poke at the open panel. It sparked violently.
"NO!"
She paused. "Do I have the wrong tool?"
"Yes." He answered with out thinking. Then his brow wrinkled with confusion.
"Do the opposite of what everyone's been saying Harper. don't think just answer. What tool do I need?"
"The nano wrench." He gasped as a killer migraine began to form between his eyes.
"Then what?"
"Ummmm."
"Don't think!" she nearly shouted and he flinched back.
"Three relays to the right!" He began to rub the spot between his eyes. "Then remove the one four space to the left."
Trance worked quickly.
He opened his eyes he hadn't realized he had been clenching them close. Everything had a strange red tinge to it. "Headache." He whispered.
She nodded not looking up from her work. "I know, we'll fix you soon. This first."
He closed his eyes and for a long time remembered nothing.
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He woke up in the same room as he had before. There was some small comfort in that. The blonde lady sat in a chair nearby his bed sleeping.
His ached dully but it was more the remembrance of pain. He shifted slightly feeling stiff. Beka blinked awake sleepily.
"Hey sport you awake?"
He nodded unsure of what to say.
"You still have your headache?"
"No." his voice cracked a little.
"Trance said you were starting to remember."
"No..Not really. I just knew what she was doing was wrong." Why could he talk to her.why did he feel he could trust her?
"Well it's a start."
"What about the . Origami?"
"The Ogami?"
"Yeah."
"Well you and Trance did the repairs we needed to get away. I'm not sure that's enough for Dylan though. he keeps trying to understand the attacks. but you know Dylan he's never satisfied."
He sat up slowly in the bed with a yawn. "Yeah, I guess. Who's Dylan?"
Beka gave a low chuckle. "I thought we'd spend the day together .maybe it would help bring your memory back."
He got out of his bed slowly blanked wrapped around himself. "Ummm, so. any clue where I keep my clothes?" Beka laughed again and ruffled his hair before she headed to the nearby closest and threw him a pair of pants and a very bright t-shirt.
A small smile crossed his lips...the first one in a while. "Are you sure these are mine?"
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TBC