This is my second Andromeda fic. I was looking for some stories *
in my 'story pile'* the other day and I came upon this kind of confusing
Trance & Harper fan fiction (
Disclaimer: here's the dealio I wish I did own them but I don't…the nice people in Vancouver own it …whoever they are!!!
Spoilers: NONE, well none that I know of!!
.YAY no more POV ok this is my story:
2 months ago:
"nanowelder!"
"nanowelder?"
"That one" pointed Harper "labeled 'nanowelder'"
"Oh … heh of course"
She walked over and picked up the odd shaped tool. While handing it over she started to feel something, something really odd.
" Harper, I'm going to go now … cause I don't feel well … so um … bye!!"
"Wait … Trance!" Harper said yelling
~*~
Trance walked quickly, she knew something was wrong. She walked into her quarter and laid down on her bed, placing her head on one of her many bright colored pillows.
As soon as she did Dylan's voice rang over the intercom,
"Trance, please report to the command deck immediately!!"
Moaning she got up, breathed in and headed out her door. As she got to the door of the command deck she calmed herself and took another deep breath before going in.
"Hello" she said calmly to Dylan, who was rather surprised to see her
"Trance, do you need something?" asked Dylan
"Well no" said Trance "I only came here because you called me down!!"
"I don't recall doing that, here's an idea, how 'bout you take the rest of the day off, I think you've been working to hard!!" Offered Dylan
"Ok sure … I'll do that" replied Trance
As she walked out she thought to herself, * it's not like I DO anything around her anyway!! *
" TRANCE!! … Wait up!!" shouted Harper down the corridor
Trance turned around and gave him a half smile.
"Trance … what's wrong?" asked Harper in a caring voice.
"Nothing … heh ... I mean why would u think that something's wrong?" asked Trance in a hesitant voice.
"Well you were helping me and then you SAID something was wrong and you left … so?" Harper looked really concerned
Trance sighed, "nothings wrong…" "yet anyway …" she mumbled the last part under hear breath. But Harper heard, but he didn't say anything 'cause if she didn't want to tell him then she didn't have to!
Trance walked back to her quarters, rather tired, but she couldn't figure out why. She flopped down on bed facing the ceiling, she thought * I'm not going crazy am I? I mean I heard Dylan LOUD and CLEAR, or maybe I just THOUGHT I heard it but really I was already asleep and dreamt it!! * Her thoughts were interrupted by someone at her door.
Pushing herself off the bed she stood up, while walking towards the door she yawned.
Pressing the 'open' button for the door she instantly realized that no one was there!!
She seriously needed off this ship; it was apparent that she was going crazy.
She walked quickly down the corridor. As she approached the control room she looked around and walked inside.
She found a nice corner where she could sit down. Putting her leg up to her chest she wrapped her arms around them. Rocking back and forth she fell asleep to the humming of the many machines.
~*~ Morning ~*~
"Another day, another inspection" Harper mused himself by saying this
Pushing a button the door opened with a hissing noise.
Looking around Harper smiled, he loved it here.
Harper walked over to check the pressure on one of the bigger pipes. He marked the pressure down on a piece of paper on a brown clipboard. Turning around he heard something move. He ignored it, well at least until he heard it again coming from the same spot.
Taking a deep breath he walked around one of the larger pipes which was blocking his view.
" Trance?… Trance!!" Harper rushed over rather concerned about his purple friend.
"Trance are you all right?" He asked her quickly
Trance woke up in the middle of his concerned ranting.
"Harper?… Harper calm down!!" Trance was interrupted by her own yawn.
Smiling sleepily she put a finger on his lips to make him stop talking. This made Harper blush a bit before saying,
"Trance lets get you to your room ok?!?"
Disclaimer: here's the dealio I wish I did own them but I don't…the nice people in Vancouver own it …whoever they are!!!
Spoilers: NONE, well none that I know of!!
.YAY no more POV ok this is my story:
2 months ago:
"nanowelder!"
"nanowelder?"
"That one" pointed Harper "labeled 'nanowelder'"
"Oh … heh of course"
She walked over and picked up the odd shaped tool. While handing it over she started to feel something, something really odd.
" Harper, I'm going to go now … cause I don't feel well … so um … bye!!"
"Wait … Trance!" Harper said yelling
~*~
Trance walked quickly, she knew something was wrong. She walked into her quarter and laid down on her bed, placing her head on one of her many bright colored pillows.
As soon as she did Dylan's voice rang over the intercom,
"Trance, please report to the command deck immediately!!"
Moaning she got up, breathed in and headed out her door. As she got to the door of the command deck she calmed herself and took another deep breath before going in.
"Hello" she said calmly to Dylan, who was rather surprised to see her
"Trance, do you need something?" asked Dylan
"Well no" said Trance "I only came here because you called me down!!"
"I don't recall doing that, here's an idea, how 'bout you take the rest of the day off, I think you've been working to hard!!" Offered Dylan
"Ok sure … I'll do that" replied Trance
As she walked out she thought to herself, * it's not like I DO anything around her anyway!! *
" TRANCE!! … Wait up!!" shouted Harper down the corridor
Trance turned around and gave him a half smile.
"Trance … what's wrong?" asked Harper in a caring voice.
"Nothing … heh ... I mean why would u think that something's wrong?" asked Trance in a hesitant voice.
"Well you were helping me and then you SAID something was wrong and you left … so?" Harper looked really concerned
Trance sighed, "nothings wrong…" "yet anyway …" she mumbled the last part under hear breath. But Harper heard, but he didn't say anything 'cause if she didn't want to tell him then she didn't have to!
Trance walked back to her quarters, rather tired, but she couldn't figure out why. She flopped down on bed facing the ceiling, she thought * I'm not going crazy am I? I mean I heard Dylan LOUD and CLEAR, or maybe I just THOUGHT I heard it but really I was already asleep and dreamt it!! * Her thoughts were interrupted by someone at her door.
Pushing herself off the bed she stood up, while walking towards the door she yawned.
Pressing the 'open' button for the door she instantly realized that no one was there!!
She seriously needed off this ship; it was apparent that she was going crazy.
She walked quickly down the corridor. As she approached the control room she looked around and walked inside.
She found a nice corner where she could sit down. Putting her leg up to her chest she wrapped her arms around them. Rocking back and forth she fell asleep to the humming of the many machines.
~*~ Morning ~*~
"Another day, another inspection" Harper mused himself by saying this
Pushing a button the door opened with a hissing noise.
Looking around Harper smiled, he loved it here.
Harper walked over to check the pressure on one of the bigger pipes. He marked the pressure down on a piece of paper on a brown clipboard. Turning around he heard something move. He ignored it, well at least until he heard it again coming from the same spot.
Taking a deep breath he walked around one of the larger pipes which was blocking his view.
" Trance?… Trance!!" Harper rushed over rather concerned about his purple friend.
"Trance are you all right?" He asked her quickly
Trance woke up in the middle of his concerned ranting.
"Harper?… Harper calm down!!" Trance was interrupted by her own yawn.
Smiling sleepily she put a finger on his lips to make him stop talking. This made Harper blush a bit before saying,
"Trance lets get you to your room ok?!?"