The Enemy Within
Ch. 2: Three Days Earlier
Author's Note: Second chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Despite my best wishes, Andromeda is not mine.
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"What?! Why me?!"
Dylan Hunt grimaced. "Harper, big boy voice," Beka Valentine interjected with a smile. Seamus Harper's only response was a rather universal gesture, keeping his eyes on Hunt. "That's it, you are grounded young man." Beka joked.
"Beka," Dylan said warningly, returning his engineer's steady gaze.
"I know, out," Beka half-whined, then left the machine shop, casting silence into the room. Harper's eyes shifted briefly to the door.
"She's gone." Both men's hostile stances relaxed and they grinned at each other. "I love messing with her, it's so easy," Harper laughed as he sat down at the bench and his current project. "So, we all ready for our little vacation?"
Dylan moved to the other side of the bench. "Yep. We leave first thing tomorrow morning."
"Great. I never thought I'd say this, but I need a break from all these women! Like, the other day, I sneezed, once, from dust in a conduit, and suddenly I was attacked by all three. It was nuts!"
Dylan chuckled. "Yeah, they get like that."
"Well, I, for one, am seriously looking forward to some male bonding. Gambling, drinking, spitting, swearing..."
"Didn't we just do that the other day?"
Harper looked up at the ceiling and jogged his memory. "Oh, yeah. Well, this time there won't be women around,"
Dylan smiled and held up a can of Sparky cola. "Vacation?"
Harper held up his own. "Vacation!"
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Author's Note: Heh heh. I love to leave you people begging for more. It's what brings in the reviews!
Ch. 2: Three Days Earlier
Author's Note: Second chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Despite my best wishes, Andromeda is not mine.
***
"What?! Why me?!"
Dylan Hunt grimaced. "Harper, big boy voice," Beka Valentine interjected with a smile. Seamus Harper's only response was a rather universal gesture, keeping his eyes on Hunt. "That's it, you are grounded young man." Beka joked.
"Beka," Dylan said warningly, returning his engineer's steady gaze.
"I know, out," Beka half-whined, then left the machine shop, casting silence into the room. Harper's eyes shifted briefly to the door.
"She's gone." Both men's hostile stances relaxed and they grinned at each other. "I love messing with her, it's so easy," Harper laughed as he sat down at the bench and his current project. "So, we all ready for our little vacation?"
Dylan moved to the other side of the bench. "Yep. We leave first thing tomorrow morning."
"Great. I never thought I'd say this, but I need a break from all these women! Like, the other day, I sneezed, once, from dust in a conduit, and suddenly I was attacked by all three. It was nuts!"
Dylan chuckled. "Yeah, they get like that."
"Well, I, for one, am seriously looking forward to some male bonding. Gambling, drinking, spitting, swearing..."
"Didn't we just do that the other day?"
Harper looked up at the ceiling and jogged his memory. "Oh, yeah. Well, this time there won't be women around,"
Dylan smiled and held up a can of Sparky cola. "Vacation?"
Harper held up his own. "Vacation!"
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Author's Note: Heh heh. I love to leave you people begging for more. It's what brings in the reviews!