It had taken some time for the others to assist Beka in escaping Dylan's
pursuit of her. She was finally alone in her quarters. She had wanted to
sleep on the Maru but Trance had insisted on quarantining it until they
were sure no more love bugs were hiding on the ship. Beka had tried to
assure Trance and the others that Dylan had been bitten on the planet and
not on the ship but they refused to take any chances. No one wanted to risk
acting like Dylan.
Shaking her head Beka had to chuckle. She never would have believed Dylan could sing had she not heard him herself. 'Of course,' she thought to herself, 'his choice of songs leaves much to be desired.' Turning out the lights she quickly fell asleep.
Some time later Beka awoke to the feeling that she was not alone. Lying perfectly still she kept her breathing slow and steady. The person slowly approached her bed. Suddenly Beka sat up and grabbed the person, knocking them to the ground.
"Andromeda, lights on." She called out. The room was immediately flooded with brilliance. Lying on the floor, pinned beneath her was none other than her Captain.
"Just what the hell do you think you are doing Dylan?" Beka asked.
"I just wanted to watch you sleep, to share in your beauty." Dylan answered looking up at her with adoring eyes.
"Oh, please!" Beka said rolling her eyes. Standing, she proceeded to ignore Dylan.
"Andromeda?" she called.
"Yes, Beka?" answered the ships hologram, appearing in front of her.
"Will you please see that Captain Hunt returns to his quarters and stays there?"
"But Beeeka, I wanna stay with you." Dylan whined.
"Yes, but Dylan that would not be proper. You are a High Guard officer and must maintain appearances." The ship replied.
"I must?" he asked.
"Yes, that is right Dylan. You wouldn't want to look bad in front of your crew would you?" Beka added.
"No, I guess not." He replied but his face showed that he was troubled. Suddenly perking up he said, "But if we got married then no one could say anything about me being in your room at night could they? Could they Beka?" he asked excitedly.
Instead of responding Beka sat down on the floor and buried her head in her hands. She began chanting repeatedly, "Why me?"
"Oh darling, don't feel that way!" Dylan cried. "You deserve me more than any one else ever did."
Beka began to weep hysterically at this statement.
"What is wrong Beka? Are you crying? What did I do?" he questioned her.
"I am sure she is fine Dylan. She is probably just so thrilled with your proposal that she is speechless. Why don't we leave and give her a little privacy."
"You are right Andromeda. She is just crying tears of joy."
He came forward and kneeled before Beka. "Don't worry my love, you just rest and tomorrow we shall make our announcement to our friends so they may share our happiness." He kissed the top of her head and turned to leave the room. Had he turned around he would have seen Beka raise her head and stick her tongue out at him.
Shaking her head Beka had to chuckle. She never would have believed Dylan could sing had she not heard him herself. 'Of course,' she thought to herself, 'his choice of songs leaves much to be desired.' Turning out the lights she quickly fell asleep.
Some time later Beka awoke to the feeling that she was not alone. Lying perfectly still she kept her breathing slow and steady. The person slowly approached her bed. Suddenly Beka sat up and grabbed the person, knocking them to the ground.
"Andromeda, lights on." She called out. The room was immediately flooded with brilliance. Lying on the floor, pinned beneath her was none other than her Captain.
"Just what the hell do you think you are doing Dylan?" Beka asked.
"I just wanted to watch you sleep, to share in your beauty." Dylan answered looking up at her with adoring eyes.
"Oh, please!" Beka said rolling her eyes. Standing, she proceeded to ignore Dylan.
"Andromeda?" she called.
"Yes, Beka?" answered the ships hologram, appearing in front of her.
"Will you please see that Captain Hunt returns to his quarters and stays there?"
"But Beeeka, I wanna stay with you." Dylan whined.
"Yes, but Dylan that would not be proper. You are a High Guard officer and must maintain appearances." The ship replied.
"I must?" he asked.
"Yes, that is right Dylan. You wouldn't want to look bad in front of your crew would you?" Beka added.
"No, I guess not." He replied but his face showed that he was troubled. Suddenly perking up he said, "But if we got married then no one could say anything about me being in your room at night could they? Could they Beka?" he asked excitedly.
Instead of responding Beka sat down on the floor and buried her head in her hands. She began chanting repeatedly, "Why me?"
"Oh darling, don't feel that way!" Dylan cried. "You deserve me more than any one else ever did."
Beka began to weep hysterically at this statement.
"What is wrong Beka? Are you crying? What did I do?" he questioned her.
"I am sure she is fine Dylan. She is probably just so thrilled with your proposal that she is speechless. Why don't we leave and give her a little privacy."
"You are right Andromeda. She is just crying tears of joy."
He came forward and kneeled before Beka. "Don't worry my love, you just rest and tomorrow we shall make our announcement to our friends so they may share our happiness." He kissed the top of her head and turned to leave the room. Had he turned around he would have seen Beka raise her head and stick her tongue out at him.