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Harper stood on what could be called the command deck of the Eureka Maru.

Beka stood before him arms crossed tapping her foot.

"What took you so long?"

"I had some things to think over."

Her eyes softened a bit. "I was worried?"

Harper had to admit he was confused. "Why?"

"I needed to some one to save me from my self and there you were. No one has ever come to my rescue before... Well At least not with some other motive." She paused for a moment. "I could ask you the same question you know?"

"What?" Harper raised his eyebrow quirkily.

"Why? Why did you jump on Bobby? He could have pounded you into mush."

"Well, I'm pretty resourceful." Harper didn't like the mood it was too serious and it made him nervous "and I'm taller then I look!"

Beka allowed a small smile. "Well let's try to forget everything, okay I'm sorry I left you alright?"

"Yeah sure boss…Boss?" Beka turned away to go back to the helm when something in Harper's voice made her pause.

"What?"

"So did you umm…watch the news while I was gone?"

Strange question she thought. "No, I didn't between Bobby and the flash I barley left the Maru and I certainly wasn't up to checking the broadcasts. Why?"

"Well...some bad stuff happened."

"Harper you were the prisoner of 4 Nietzscheins, what ever happened is history alright. It doesn't matter."

"Yeah but…"

"No buts, we both have pasts Harper, and I'm sick of over analyzing mine. How about you?"

"Oh yeah you better believe it!" Harper smiled she didn't care…mind you she didn't know either and for now that's would be okay. "So what should we do with the ship?" Thelma was currently attached to the top of the Maru and they were towing it.

"Well it's a big bull's eye on our butt, we should probably get ride of it."

Harper nodded in agreement. "I'm just going to go check and see what we can salvage for the Maru first okay?"

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Beka joined Harper on Thelma and they both started poking around. Harper immediately headed towards his old temporary home, the engine room while Beka headed towards the helm.

As Harper made his way to the back of the ship he noticed something and paused. It was the crew quarters. He couldn't say what made him do it but he slowly pushed the door open and looked in.

'Sirius and his buddies weren't the neatest Uber's' he thought to him self as various pieces of personal gear littered the floor. He glanced around, there didn't seem to be anything interesting but he entered the room anyway. He saw what looked like Sirius's knife on the floor near a pack and he bent down, picked it up and studied it for a moment.

Maybe he was driven by some need to make sense of what happened. This group of Nietzscheins hand forced him to kill over a hundred beings. What kind of people did that? Deep down Nietzscheins were human. Humans were known to be a cruel race. Yet still he did not understand it. Maybe he would never make sense of what happened at the bank that day.

"Harper?"

He jumped guiltily. "Uh, yeah boss?"

Beka entered the room "Find anything interesting?"

Harper shrugged his shoulders. "Nah, not really."

"Well I'm going to pull apart some of their communications system we could use the parts. Want to help me when you're done?"

"Sure, be there in a few."

Beka paused studying him for a moment but what ever she was thinking she let it drop. She turned and headed back towards the cockpit.

Harper continued to study the knife for a moment trying to fight off the memories that threaten to over whelm him. Finally he stood stiffly and placed the knife in his belt. He took one final look around.

'Wait! What was that?' He stepped towards a nearby bunk. He wasn't sure whose it was but it didn't matter. He reached under the bunk and pulled out a bag. No, it was two bags. The ones he had stole from the bank.

"Crap!" He swore under his breath. He had just assumed when they landed that the Nietzscheins had hid them somewhere. He hadn't suspected that they were still on the ship. "Crap, crap, crap!" He swore again.

Well he certainly couldn't leave them here. If Beka found them or who ever they sold the ship to found them… no, he better take them and hide them. He dumped the contents of one bag into the other and shoved the empty bag back under the bunk. As he slid the bag under the bed his hand nicked a piece of metal scratching his hand. "Ouch." He pulled back his hand quickly and sucked on the small trickle of blood on the back of his hand. He crouched down even further and looked under the bunk.

There was a green metal box about the size of one foot squared.

Harper reached in and carefully pulled it out.

"Harper?" called Beka from the front of the ship.

"Coming Boss, just a second!" he shouted back over his shoulder.

It must have been Tritan's bunk as there was a small silver symbol painted on the box and Harper remembered seeing that symbol sewn on one of Tritan's Jackets. He took the knife from his belt and pried the box open.

Inside were a bunch of little trinkets. Pictures of Tritan's family, a lock of someone's hair tied with a cord and a small book. Books were kind of rare; most stuff was on flexi's now so maybe it was worth some money. Harper pulled it from the box and as he did a piece of paper fell out and onto the floor.

He looked at the book for a moment before reaching down for the paper. It was a book on the history of Tarn Vedra. Tritan knew a lot about Tarn Vedra. It was why they had stopped on that commerce planet, they wanted to find that Perseid that new about it. Harper pocketed the book and the knife and picked up the piece of paper. He unfolded the fragile paper carefully. What he saw or what he thought he saw almost made his heart stop beating. 'Nah, it couldn't be…" he thought to himself. It was a map to Tarn Vedra!

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TBC of course!