Sorry this has taken so long. I've finally actually finished this story. Right now I'm actually watching SeaQuest while I wait for my hair to dry enough to braid some... and I can't get the break thing to work... so I'll do this without lines, and then fix it when I figure out the problem.

SeaQuest Bridge, 3rd POV

"Well, that's good right? Means she's still doing alright." Ortiz said.

"Yeah, but she's not alone."

"You mean she's got Darwin with her?" Ortiz asked.

"No, there's another human with her. It's nobody we know. But it looks like he's got gills too." O'Neil said.

"It's him. It's one of her friends from the past." Lucas said.

"Lucas! Get to a launch!" Ortiz said.

"I can't. I'm not letting go of this one. I won't let you guys do this alone." Lucas said.

"Bridger is going to be really pissed." Ortiz said.

1st POV

"Forget that Ortiz. Bridger is beyond anything but frozen horror." I said.

"Deinera!" Lucas said, rushing over, helping me out of the pool.

I brushed my hair out of my face, splashing water everywhere. Michael was a moment behind me. Lucas stared at him, and I sighed, leaning over to help Michael out of the pool. I could feel their eyes on me as they caught sight of his implant, so identical to my own inoperable one, and then the gills that were closing up behind his ears.

"This is Michael. He is one of the ones I came with. And this means that we are in more danger than any of us could have realized." I said softly.

"They have him, our friend. They've come for us. And for revenge." Michael said, his British accent startling the men around him.

"Revenge?" Ortiz asked.

"On your Captain, on all of you. Because you came back." He replied.

"Why?" O'Neil asked.

"Because he was promised the ship. He was given Ortwin and I to cart back to the states, back to that hell we had been in. Ortwin helped me escape, so I could find help." Michael said.

"Lucas, are you able to get the comm. unit working again?" O'Neil asked.

"No. I can't." He replied.

"Lucas! You've got to get out of here mate. He'll come for you, just to get at your captain. You stay, and you're a dead man." Michael said.

"I'm not leaving Deinera alone to repair the ship." Lucas said.

"She's not alone mate. She's got me." Michael said, putting his arm around me.

"I'm the only one that can get the rest of the ship working." Lucas said.

"Alright mate. If you're going to be like that, you're going to have an honor guard." Michael said.

"You've got gills like Deinera does, right?" Ortiz asked.

"Yeah, sure thing. Why?" Michael asked.

"Because, we need as many hands out there repairing the damage the skin can't. I don't know what that man did, but our ship is dying fast, too fast for the skin to repair itself. We need you three out there to help it out." Ortiz said.

"Three?"

"Tony has gills as well." I whispered.

"Oh, I thought he meant me best mate. Hudson still has him. And he's gonna do anything he can to get to us as well Nera." Michael said.

"Then we're going to have to keep him off your backs." O'Neil said.

"Pressurize the Moon Pool, O'Neil. You two get down there as soon as you can. Tony is getting ready, and has Darwin. We're going to continue firing on the sub that attacked us." Ortiz said.

I nodded, and Lucas handed me a bag that I strapped on, and Michael did the same with the next one Lucas handed us. We dove into the pool, and swam down to the Moon Pool, joining Darwin and Tony. Tony didn't say anything about Michael, just shrugged, and we swam down as they pressurized the pool. Out in the water we had to be careful of where the missiles were being fired. The headsets we wore didn't work, but we still wore them in case Lucas managed to get the systems working again. The last launch left the ship, and I only prayed that if Lucas, Ortiz, and O'Neil had stayed aboard, that they would be alright. Michael and I helped Tony when a missile would fire. And with our combined efforts, managed to disarm the weapon before it struck the SeaQuest.

Michael didn't have time to warn me, and I couldn't have felt it coming if I had known. We were repairing the worse damage from the deck that I had found Michael on. I felt a searing pain in my shoulder, I screamed, not very audible under water, but Michael felt the pain and terror that I felt. He launched himself from the ship towards me, but someone had grabbed me around the waist and was swimming off towards the sub that had been firing on us. I struggled against the arms that held me, ignoring the pain that shot through my shoulder and down my back. The water was turning murky with blood. Michael was brought up short, grabbed by another diver. He turned around and punched the diver, with more than his physical arm. He shot after me, reaching for my hand. My hair seemed to take on the color of blood as it floated around me, set loose by the struggle. I grasped Michael's hand, and felt his terror at the contact. Then he was hit by something, and the last thing I saw before I blacked out was another diver grabbing him, and swimming off.

'LUCAS!' I screamed in my mind.

Rebel Sub, 3rd POV

Hudson watched as the two young people were dumped in front of him. His divers had run into a small problem, being stupid enough to not realize sharks could smell blood from miles away. The girl was unconscious, though the blood loss was not fatal it was enough to keep her out of it for a little while. Michael woke up moments after they had been deposited on the floor, coughing up water from his lungs. He moved quickly, in front of the girl, protecting her. He was driven to his knees by the implant. Gasping, he turned to her, picking her up gently, shaking in anger at the blood pooling around his knees. He put his hand on her cheek, not making a sound, but a look of relief crossed into his eyes, and then he closed them. He seemed to be pleading with her. Her eyes fluttered open, and she started making choking noises.

"S'all right Nera. S'all right." He whispered, turning her over.

She began coughing water out of her lungs as well. They were feeble attempts, but she was gasping for air a moment later, pain laced in her breath, blood coming from her mouth. Hudson stood in front of them. He yanked Michael up by his arm, all Michael could do was glare at him, and the fear and anger from Michael seemed to bring the girl more to her senses. She moved to her knees, holding her right arm. The small knife still stuck out of her shoulder, and Hudson only smiled. He reached over and yanked it out, causing her to cry out in pain, and fall forward onto her hands. Michael struggled against him, swearing in German. Hudson gripped the boy's arm tighter, but that did nothing to curb the boy's anger. Using a controller, he activated the implant again, driving Michael to his knees, crying out silently against the pain.

"SeaQuest is hailing us captain." One of the men said.

Hudson stood there for a moment longer, watching in fascination as the young man writhed on the floor in pain, excruciating pain. Then he turned, putting the controller down, and ignored them once more.

"Well, let us answer, shall we?" Hudson said.