Author's Note: Please review!!! Pretty please.
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Dylan, Tyr, and a holo of Rommie are looking at Beka, who is still pale.
Rommie (onscreen): Victor Emmanuel Havanna, if that is his name, is hailing consistently.
Dylan tears his eyes from Beka.
Dylan: Put him through.
VEH: (His face comes back onscreen) Ah, Captain Hunt, I was afraid you had forgotten about me. Would you mind tremendously if I came abouard your ship and settled some business with my lovely Rebecca?
Dylan looks at Beka, who looks horrified at the idea. Dylan raised his eyebrows at her; she shrugs angrily and turns away.
Dylan: We'd welcome your presence on board. Andromeda will guide you into our docking bay.
VEH: Thank you very much, Captain Hunt. I look forward to meeting you all-and to seeing you again, my darling Becky.
HIs face disappears off the screen. Beka grimaces, and turns to leave.
Beka: I'm getting out of here.
Dylan: Beka, he seems nice enough. You might as well talk to-
Beka: No Dylan, you don't understand. I'm leaving.
I'll be back when he's gone, and not before.
She half-stalks, half-runs off Command. Dylan follows her.
Dylan: Beka, wait.
Beka: (Without turning around) I'm leaving.
Dylan: Beka, what are you so upset about? He's only going to stay for two, three days at most. If you want, we'll put him as far away from your room as possible, and someone will mediate your discussions.
Beka: (Whirls around to face him. She's very angry.) No, Dylan, you don't understand. He is the son of one of my Dad's old business partners, a very influential and very rich man. My Dad thought that marrying me off to Vic would be good for business. We were married for three days before I realized that if I had to spend the rest of my life with Victor Havanna, I'd have a mental breakdown before I was thirty. My father gave me hell for that, but I'm gald I didn't listen to him. I even went through the trouble to get a legal divorce, but that damned man refuses to accept the fact that I am no longer his wife! I've spent the last eleven years of my life hiding from him, and now you've made it real easy for him the find me. He's probably back to convince me that I'm still married to him!
Dylan: But you don't know that.
Beka: (Turns to leave again) No, I don't. But I'm a good guesser. And I'm leaving.
Dylan: (Grabs her shoulder) Beka, people can change in eleven years. Just give him a chance.
Beka: But-
Dylan: Please, Beka. I need you here. Besides, if he's really bothering you, I'll make him leave.
Beka: Out an airlock?
Dylan: No, on his ship, Beka.
Beka finally turns around, sighing and rolling her eyes.
Beka: Alright. But if he starts annoying me, I want you to give him a good kick in the ass.
Dylan: I'm sure Tyr will be happy to.
He starts walking to the docking bay, leaving Beka standing in the hallway looking troubled. Clearly, there's something she's not telling Dylan. As Beka is standing there, Harper and Trance walk up to walk her to the docking bay.
Harper: I hear this guy's an old flame of yours.
Beka: He's my ex-husband.
Harper: You mean some guy got you to be in a dress long enough to say "I do?"
Trance: I though you didn't wear dresses!
Beka: It was a very elaborate and traditional ceremony. I wore a white dress and I could barely move!
Harper: I think that was the point.
Trance: Oooh, do you have pictures?
Beka: I think I'm going to pass out.
Dylan walks up.
Dylan: Are you three coming?
Beka looks like she really is going to faint.
Dylan: Alright, here he comes.
Trance stands at attention.
Dylan: Trance!
Trance: Sorry.
The ship's door open, Victor steps out.
VEH: So glad to finally meet all of you!
Enthusiastically shakes hands with Dylan, moves on to greet Trance.
VEH: What a pretty child!
Kisses her hand. Trance blushes deep purple and looks down.
Trance: (Muttering) Thank you.
VEH: And are you Seamus Harper?
Harper: (Looks surprised) Yeah, why?
VEH: I've heard about your surfing abilities and I'm glad to finally meet you in person!
Pumps Harper's hand vigorously.
Harper: (Slightly suspicious) Nice to meet you too.
VEH: And finally, my dear Becky!
Wraps his arms around Beka and plants a long, deep kiss on her. Beka breaks free.
Beka: Get off me, you creep!
Slaps Victor.
Beka: (Unconvincingly) Sorry.
Dylan: Well, um...(obviously at a loss for words)
Beka has a scowl on her face, Trance and Harper are whispering to each other. Victor puts his arm around Beka, whose expression changes to one of complete disgust. She gives Dylan a pleading look.
Dylan: Why don't I show you to your quarters?
VEH: Actually, I'd like to get down to business immediately. Originally, my...offer was meant for Beka alone, but I'd like to extend it to you as well, Captain Hunt, and the rest of your crew.
Dylan and Beka: Oh?
Vitor moves to stand behind Beka and drapes his arms around her neck. Beka looks very uncomfortable.
Harper: (Choked with laughter) Excuse me, please.
Trance: (Strained) Me too, please.
Trance and Harper run out of the room, nearly doubled over with laughter.
Beka ducks neatly out from under Victor's arms in the distraction,
and stands next to Dylan, taking his arm.
Beka: You'll have to excuse them.
Dylan: Now, what where you saying?
VEH: Well, actually, I have a business proposition for you.
Dylan: Why don't we talk about it over dinner? Say, 19:00 hours?
VEH: That sounds excellent. Now, about that room...
Dylan: I'll show you to it.
VEH: Actually, I was hoping Beka could. I would like to talk to her. I haven't seen her in eleven years, after all.
Dylan looks at Beka. She looks like she's going to to protest, but shrugs.
Beka: Sure, why not. Follow me.
Victor takes Beka's arm, and they exit, Beka nearly stalking.
Dylan: (After they have left) This should be...interesting.