Tyr and Rommie continued down the corridor, leaving Beka sitting on the floor in the middle of the hall.

"Are you sure she will be okay?" Rommie asked. "She wasn't exactly acting normal. Maybe we should have stayed with her a bit longer."

"I am sure she will recover. I think a bit of solitude will do her good. She seems to be developing a bit of a case of what humans often refer to as pre-wedding jitters."

"You might be right. It may be prudent of us to go ahead and make plans for her and Dylan while we make our own. I would hate for our ceremony to be ruined because they forgot to do something."

"That is a good idea. However, I definitely feel we should plan separate honeymoons."

"Oh, I absolutely agree with you there." Rommie said with a sinful grin. "I want you totally to myself with no one we know within ten slipstream jumps of us."

"I like the way you think." Tyr said, matching Rommie's grin with one of his own.

"Really? Then you would love what I am thinking now." She purred.

Tyr wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. He leaned in, drawing ever closer to her lips.

"STOP THAT!" Andromeda's hologram form shrieked. "Desist with this abominable behavior at once."

"Why should we?" Rommie asked.

"Because, because it is against protocol!" Andromeda answered.

"No, it isn't."

"Yes, it is."

"It isn't."

"Well, it will be in a minute." Andromeda said. "So stop it now or as soon as I add it to the protocols, I will come back and toss you both in the brig." She quickly disappeared.

"She is NOT invited to the wedding." Rommie said crossly.

"Never mind. There is always at least one like her in every family." Tyr said. "So what were we discussing earlier?"

"We were talking about our honeymoon."

"That's right. I had a travel flexi I wanted you to see. I must have left it in medical when I dropped off the Magog. Stay right here and I will be right back."

A few minutes after Tyr had left Harper came around the corner.

"Hey Rommie, just the babe I was looking for. I have most of the parts ready for your repairs. I just need to finish up some minor details and then we can begin 'debugging' you. Get it, 'debugging?" he said laughing.

"Yes, Harper; very amusing. However, I am happy with the way things are. It is totally unnecessary for you to perform any repairs."

"What are you talking about? A few hours ago you were quite literally lighting a fire under my butt so I would work faster. Now you don't want the repairs? What gives?"

"Nothing gives Harper. I just realized that you are wrong. There are no problems with my circuitry. Tyr and I are in love. I am sorry if the rest of you can't accept that."

"Rommie, you can't be serious. Oh man, this is worse than I thought. Rommie the only reason you think you are in love with Tyr is because of the love bug venom. That is also the only reason he thinks he is in love with you. Come on, this is Tyr we are talking about here. He doesn't care about anyone or anything but himself.

"Be quiet Harper."

"No, you have got to hear me out. Tyr is an obnoxious, overbearing, egotistical, asinine Uber."

"Please hush Harper."

"He is self-centered, self serving, and just plain old selfish."

"Harper…" Rommie hissed.

"Wait, I am not through."

"Really? Well, by all means then, do continue." A deep voice said.

Harper looked up slowly. "Awww, crap!"