Title: Sapphire Fire

Title: Sapphire Fire

Author: Kia Lee, (trance_harper@yahoo.com)

Rating: PG-13 (a little bit of swearing and violence, but not too much )

Summary: Gerentex returns to reap his revenge on the crew of the Andromeda, but things don't go exactly as planned.

Disclaimer: I don't own Andromeda, those characters belong to Gene Roddenberry. But Aiden, Talen, Gerentex's new crew (though they are nameless), and others who are not on the show (and never will be) are my own creation, so if you wanna use them, just ask!

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Part V

"Hey watch it babe!" Harper yelled at the dark-skinned woman that held him at gunpoint. "Don't damage the merchandise…"

This only prompted the woman to press the end of the gun further into his back and hiss, "shut up" in his ear.

Tyr and Talen were walking about fifteen paces behind of him, Tyr also being held at gunpoint.

The door to the command deck slid open in front of Harper and he was shoved inside. The instant he was inside, he caught sight of the most beautiful thing he had seen in what seemed to be a very long time.

"Trance…" he murmured, his eyes dancing over her form. "Trance!"

The purple girl's head shot up, eyes darting to the owner of the voice. Her heart caught in her throat.

"Harper!" she yelled, trying to pull herself away from the Nightsider that held her captive. She struggled against his grip but was unable to free herself.

"Hey, let her go!" Harper yelled at the Nightsider, pulling away from the woman that held him at gunpoint and running towards Trance.

Harper pushed the Nightsider off of Trance, sending the furry creature sliding across the floor.

No longer caring about anything else but the girl that stood before him, Harper leaned closer and cupped her face in his two hands, gently brushing her cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.

"Are you alright?" he whispered, his heart aching from the sight of her. Trance bit her bottom lip, her eyes meeting his. She nodded, tears of relief threatening to spill down her cheeks.

Harper saw her eyes go glassy, a single tear escaping her eye, and pulled her into his arms. He buried his face in her hair, losing himself in her warmth.

"Shh…" he whispered, his hands rubbing up and down her back. "It's alright…"

Trance just whimpered softly, burying her face in his chest, wrapping her arms around his mid-section.

"Shh…"

"Well isn't this sweet…"

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"Well isn't this sweet…" Gerentex hissed, grinning evilly at the group of people that stood before him.

Trance and Harper were still wrapped up in each other's arms, Rommie lay unmoving on the floor, her head resting in Rev's lap, Tyr stood close to Beka, his stance protective of her, and Dylan stood in the front, glaring menacingly at Gerentex.

"Sadly my plans didn't go as well as I'd imagined the last time we met, but this experience more than makes up for that. The Andromeda Ascendant now belongs to me, Captain Hunt."

Dylan seethed with anger. "You'll take my ship over my dead body," he growled.

Gerentex continued to grin. "That's the plan," he said, pulling a gun from the folds of his clothes. "You people didn't actually think that I'd leave you alive to come after me, did you? No, I won't repeat your mistakes."

He moved the gun, pointing it back and forth between the crew in front of him, until he finally settled on Trance.

"I think that I'll start with you girl." He said, priming the gun to shoot. "I obviously didn't do a good enough job the first time, so I'll be sure to get it right now…"

Trance felt Harper's arms tighten around her, and she closed her eyes, preparing for the blow that would come. She whimpered softly, and felt Harper lean close to her ear. His voice was so soft that she was sure that only she could hear his whisper…

"I love you…"

With that, Harper yanked Trance behind him just as a single shot echoed through the command deck.

The wounded man gave a soft moan and there was a soft thud as his body hit the ground.

Then…silence…

End Part V