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Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda
"Madison"
Chapter 2



Dylan Hunt walked down one of the corridors on the Andromeda on his way to Obs. Deck. He saw Harper working on one of the panels and decided to ask him something that was bugging him. "Harper, have you seen Rommie around lately?"

"Um, yeah I saw her earlier, I think." Harper told Dylan, unsure of if it was right or wrong.

"And where exactly did you see her?"

"By an airlock."

"An airlock, are you sure?" Dylan asked Harper.

"Yeah, I think. Well, anyway she was coming from a mantanance shuttle with a box. She said something about recycling the old parts or something like that?"

"Okay, thank you Harper," Dylan said as he left Harper to his work.

"Sure! No prob, that's what I'm here for! Bye ya Dylan!" Harper watched as Dylan turned onto the nexy corridor. Harper then continued with his work on the panel.

"Minutes later, Harper was finishing up his work on the panel when Rommie passed by with another gray box, but only smaller. "Hey Rommie! Dylan was looking for you," Harper told her.

"Thank you, Harper. Do you know what he wanted?"

"I think he just hadn't seen you for awhile and was checking on you."

"I see, well I'm here and I'm fine!" Rommie told Harper.

"I can see that. What's in the box?"

"This box? Oh, it's empty."

"O...kay. Rommie you up to something?"

"Harper why would you say that?"

"You just seem like you're hiding something and Dylan said he hadn't seen you for sometime. So you have to be avoiding Dylan for some reason."

"Harper, can I trust you?" Rommie asked him.

"Come on, Rom Doll! You can trust me!"

"You must keep what I show you secret from Dylan, Beka, Trance, Tyr, Rev Bem, and even Andromeda! You must promise Harper!" Rommie told him.

"Of course, I promise."

"Good. Follow me," Rommie headed down the closest corridor with Harper right behind her. After changing into a few corridors and down a ladder, Rommie led Harper to a large corridor panel she had pulled to one side. It was the perfect place to hide, it was a corridor farthest into the crew quarters. Dylan didn't want to remember his old crew, especially not Rhade. Harper followed Rommie through the opening and a small maze. Soon, they came to a small lit area, in the middle was a sleeping child.

"Rommie, where did you get her from?"

"Lyseaus. She was one of his slaves and I..." Rommie's voice trailed off.

"You kidnapped her?!" Harper asked her.

"No! Of course not! Lyseaus told Dylan that he could choose one of his slaves to do with as we wish."

"So? Didn't Dylan decline their offer? High Guard principles or something?"

"Yes, but..."

"Rom Doll. Rommie. Rommie. Rommie. You know I'd do anything for you! What is this? Like a motherly need or something?"

"I'm not sure..."

"I have to admit we could all be a family?"

"A family? Explain."

"What you don't understand the meaning of family?" Harper asked.

"No, I know what a family is, but how can we be family?" Rommie asked him.

"Family isn't always blood related, a family can just be a group of friends or someone you are close to," Harper explained.

"I see, so you're saying that we're family, all of us, because we care about each other?"

"You've got it! That's what's so great about having alot, or at least a few friends, because they can easily become family. And for those of us who have lost our families, the need for a new group of people who accept you is what they need most."

"So even if I'm the last High Guard ship, I will always have a family? I think that you're right, Harper, about us needing family. When the Pax Magellanic went insane and killed herself and then the Balance of Judgement had to be destroyed, you and the others were always there for me."

"What's you expect? We love you, Rommie."

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