Authors Note: Kay, sorry it took so long guys but I just couldn't figure out what to put. But now it has finally been finished!!!!!! Please R & R!!!!!!!!
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Finally the pair managed to clear a path to Tyr,
"Tyr, you might want to give this up. We've got to get Harper back to the ship." called Dylan as he dodged a blow,
"You take him back, I'm staying here." grunted the Nietchien.
"You'll be killed! Not even you can fight all of this lot!" exclaimed Beka gesturing widely to the huge amount of people attacking them.
"No!" Tyr smacked a guy accross the jaw sending him flying into the crowd.
"TYR, NOW IS NOT THE TIME!!!" Dylan complained while he hit another person round the head with his forcelance.
The mob kept coming, it seemed as if for every one they knocked down another two came either woke up or joined in. Just as it seemed like they were going to get polverised the stations security turned up, apparantly the bar keeper called them.
There was many of them, all dressed in a light orange uniform consisting of a jacket, trousers, a protective helmet and black boots. Each was armed with an electrical stunner and a trungen. The guards made their way through the throng showing no mercy by either clubbing the people who got in their way or stunning them as they dispersed the crowd.
"Tyr if you want to survive to see tommorow then we have to go now!" Beka knew she had hit a nerve when Tyr stopped mid-punch and turned to face her, "Let's get outta here Tyr."
Once he saw sense Tyr finished slugging the guy and ran after Beka and Dylan. Upon reaching Trance and Harper they noted that the latter had passed out.
"Guys, we need to get Harper to the Medical Deck. I couldn't keep him awake and I think he has a concussion!" Trance said, glancing down at Harper with worry, her tail belying how she felt as it hung low and curled up into a tight spiral.
"Okay c'mon." picking up Harper Dylan slung him over his shoulder in a firemans carry. The group sprinted put of the bar using a sort of 'side door', "Rev, get the Med Dec ready. Rommie -prepare to let us in." ordered Dylan.
Five minutes later they arrived at the Andromeda, the doors whooshed open and they stumbled in to see Rev and Rommie waiting anxiously for them.
"What happened?" questioned Rommie while everyone speed walked to the Medical Deck.
"We errr, had a little trouble?" Trance attempted trying to keep up. Once they reached their destination Dylan laid Harper on a bed and left to let Trance get on with her work.
What seemed like an eternity later the purple alien emerged with a relieved look on her face. Beka even stopped pacing the corridor to listen.
"It's not as bad as I thought it was, he has a minor concussion, a few cracked ribs, a sprained ankle and a few cuts and bruises. I'm going to keep him in over night while the nano-bots repair the damage and he should be up and out by tommorow afternoon."
"How is he now?" asked Beka,
"Sleeping." smiled Trance.
"Only Harper could get into a bar fight!" laughed Dylan,
"The little professor should stick to his machines." noted Tyr before he strode off to his quarters with rest following to their own.
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Authors Note: YAY!!! It's finished! It only took me, however long it took me!!!! YAY!!!! Please read and review!!!! Did I mention YAY?!!!