Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of the television show
Andromeda, other people do. I am not making any money off of this, so don't
sue me, I have no money and it wouldn't be worth it anyway.
(Disclaimer #2: I don't own anything to the song "Pipe Dreams" by the band Travis. They do.)
Author's Note: The story was done before Bunker Hill, however I didn't upload it until after Ouroboros. Just thought it would be a fun story to do. It was one floating around in my head for awhile, so I decided to write it and get it out of my head. Anyway, here you are, enjoy! (There are 24 chapters, which I will eventually get up, but most of them are pretty short).
Quagmires
"And it all boils down to the same old fear.
Just a link in a chain,
Just a puppet on a string.
And it all boils down to the same old pain.
Whether you win or you loose [it isn't gonna change a single thing]."
—Travis, "Pipe Dreams"
Chapter 1
Harper enters the room with a flexi in his hand, passing by the rest of the crew. Beka sees the weird smirk on his face and gets up to follow him. He exits out of the other side of the room and enters the hallway, and doesn't seem to know that Beka is following him. Finally, he enters his room and is about to close the door when he sees Beka standing there in front of him with a look of curiosity upon her countenance. A few moments pass by and Harper reluctantly allows her to come in, after-all she is the boss.
"Harper, spill," Beka says, turning to face him with her arms crossed.
Harper hesitates again and Beka repeats, "Harper…"
"Okay, okay. But…promise you won't freak," he says.
"Don't play games with me Seamus. Besides you know I'll find out one way or another," she says.
Harper takes this in truth and decides to talk, "Well, you remember when we all went to that major party drift about three years back?"
"Gee Harper, we've been to dozens of those. Do you think you could be a little more specific?"
"The Monahan Drift...?"
Beka smiles a bit and nods, "Yeah, I remember that one. So, what about it?"
Harper hands her the flexi and says, "That's why."
The smile that once claimed Beka's face turned very serious and a little worried.
"Wha— …how…?" Beka manages to get out.
"It was supposed to be a surprise…I haven't quite got the coordinates yet, but, if you want to…I can," Harper calmly states.
Beka stares in disbelief at the information she is holding.
Harper sees the concern on her face and asks, "Beka…?"
She finally responds, "It's just…how?"
"How did he get this address? Well, that's simple," Harper says. "Your brother. Yeah, he sort-of gave me this and told me to give it to you on your…birthday."
Beka looks up at Harper from the flexi.
He quickly realizes and recovers saying, "Of course, I would never do that. Which is why I'm telling you now."
"I don't get it though. We haven't spoken since…" Beka trails off, but quickly regains her speech and continues, "Why would he would he want me, though? Me."
"Maybe he got real lonely, and thought of you and said 'Hey! Why don't give that old Beka Valentine a buzz to see what she's up to these days! And maybe I'll invite her over to my exclusive planet to—' "
"Harper!" Beka scolds.
"Hey, I'm talking from a guy's perspective here," he says.
"Yeah, unfortunately for you, you happen to be talking from the mind of Seamus Harper," she adds.
Harper thinks about this for a moment, then nods in agreement.
Beka laughs and walks up Harper.
"Harper, what would I do without you?" she jokes and puts her arm around his shoulder.
Harper smiles and puts his arm around her shoulder as well, and replies, "Ah, you're not getting sentimental on me now, are ya?"
"Harper, you really are a little phsyco."
"Yeah, well, I try to be," Harper says as he smiles.
They start to walk out of the room together when Beka stops and points at him with her free hand, "Just one more thing, why don't you want the others to know?"
"Um… well, this is kind-of one of those things where you can't tell anyone where you're going or what you're doing otherwise they'd be in trouble or get really worried. You of all people should know that. I mean, it's easy to get to this place, or safe."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," she says with a sigh. "So, when are we leaving?"
Harper lets go and looks at her shocked, "You mean, you're actually considering it?"
"Why not? I haven't seen the guy…" she stops to rephrase, "I just want to see him. It's…been awhile. It's not like I'm going to marry him."
"Okay. We better get back to work, unless we want Dylan to find out what we've been up to."
Beka nods and they walk out as if nothing happened.
(Disclaimer #2: I don't own anything to the song "Pipe Dreams" by the band Travis. They do.)
Author's Note: The story was done before Bunker Hill, however I didn't upload it until after Ouroboros. Just thought it would be a fun story to do. It was one floating around in my head for awhile, so I decided to write it and get it out of my head. Anyway, here you are, enjoy! (There are 24 chapters, which I will eventually get up, but most of them are pretty short).
Quagmires
"And it all boils down to the same old fear.
Just a link in a chain,
Just a puppet on a string.
And it all boils down to the same old pain.
Whether you win or you loose [it isn't gonna change a single thing]."
—Travis, "Pipe Dreams"
Chapter 1
Harper enters the room with a flexi in his hand, passing by the rest of the crew. Beka sees the weird smirk on his face and gets up to follow him. He exits out of the other side of the room and enters the hallway, and doesn't seem to know that Beka is following him. Finally, he enters his room and is about to close the door when he sees Beka standing there in front of him with a look of curiosity upon her countenance. A few moments pass by and Harper reluctantly allows her to come in, after-all she is the boss.
"Harper, spill," Beka says, turning to face him with her arms crossed.
Harper hesitates again and Beka repeats, "Harper…"
"Okay, okay. But…promise you won't freak," he says.
"Don't play games with me Seamus. Besides you know I'll find out one way or another," she says.
Harper takes this in truth and decides to talk, "Well, you remember when we all went to that major party drift about three years back?"
"Gee Harper, we've been to dozens of those. Do you think you could be a little more specific?"
"The Monahan Drift...?"
Beka smiles a bit and nods, "Yeah, I remember that one. So, what about it?"
Harper hands her the flexi and says, "That's why."
The smile that once claimed Beka's face turned very serious and a little worried.
"Wha— …how…?" Beka manages to get out.
"It was supposed to be a surprise…I haven't quite got the coordinates yet, but, if you want to…I can," Harper calmly states.
Beka stares in disbelief at the information she is holding.
Harper sees the concern on her face and asks, "Beka…?"
She finally responds, "It's just…how?"
"How did he get this address? Well, that's simple," Harper says. "Your brother. Yeah, he sort-of gave me this and told me to give it to you on your…birthday."
Beka looks up at Harper from the flexi.
He quickly realizes and recovers saying, "Of course, I would never do that. Which is why I'm telling you now."
"I don't get it though. We haven't spoken since…" Beka trails off, but quickly regains her speech and continues, "Why would he would he want me, though? Me."
"Maybe he got real lonely, and thought of you and said 'Hey! Why don't give that old Beka Valentine a buzz to see what she's up to these days! And maybe I'll invite her over to my exclusive planet to—' "
"Harper!" Beka scolds.
"Hey, I'm talking from a guy's perspective here," he says.
"Yeah, unfortunately for you, you happen to be talking from the mind of Seamus Harper," she adds.
Harper thinks about this for a moment, then nods in agreement.
Beka laughs and walks up Harper.
"Harper, what would I do without you?" she jokes and puts her arm around his shoulder.
Harper smiles and puts his arm around her shoulder as well, and replies, "Ah, you're not getting sentimental on me now, are ya?"
"Harper, you really are a little phsyco."
"Yeah, well, I try to be," Harper says as he smiles.
They start to walk out of the room together when Beka stops and points at him with her free hand, "Just one more thing, why don't you want the others to know?"
"Um… well, this is kind-of one of those things where you can't tell anyone where you're going or what you're doing otherwise they'd be in trouble or get really worried. You of all people should know that. I mean, it's easy to get to this place, or safe."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," she says with a sigh. "So, when are we leaving?"
Harper lets go and looks at her shocked, "You mean, you're actually considering it?"
"Why not? I haven't seen the guy…" she stops to rephrase, "I just want to see him. It's…been awhile. It's not like I'm going to marry him."
"Okay. We better get back to work, unless we want Dylan to find out what we've been up to."
Beka nods and they walk out as if nothing happened.