Well Parisindy its short but it's up.
a/n- true confessions I haven't been around a five year old since I babysat the two girls across the street in Jr. High. (currently the only young kid I see on a regular basis is almost 2 so I kinda based Harper speech off of her. Well she does have a new brother Oscar or how she pronounces his name Oh-shit.)
Sorry this took so long last night I started on my special project for bio at 9pm and finished it a 3am. My computer is also being evil again, I would go through with my promise to throw it out the window but it's a $250 fine so I guess I'll just send some more quality time with the dell support people. So hopefully the next part will be out quicker.
Sorry my authors note is longer than the story
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Dylan walked towards the quarters they had set aside for little Harper. It was almost two hours after she told Beka he would met her but Rommie wanted to talk to him about some possible treatments for Harper. Since all of them involved shocking Harper or other forms of trauma Dylan had decided to hold off treatment for now. He didn't really think that Rommie wanted to go through with the treatments either. Right now they were just so in the dark on how this whole thing had happen.
He was greeted by Trance standing just inside of the doorway. He started to ask her a question but she raised a finger to her lips shushing him. She then turned her head to the bed where little Harper was sleeping. Beka had pulled up a chair next to him and now was asleep with her head and body on the bed. After she had fallen asleep it looked like Harper had snuggled up under one of her arms.
"I came to see Harper and give Beka a break but I don't want to wake either of them." Trance said staring at the two figures on the bed.
"Their cute, but Beka's going to have one hell of a back ache in the morning" Dylan said a smile on his face.
"Somethings are worth getting a backache for"
Dylan just nodded his head and the two of them exited the room both stealing one last glance at the sleeping pair. Dylan made a note to have Rommie save this image in her data logs. He just hoped if, no when, Harper returned to Harper, he wouldn't go in and delete it.
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(early the next morning)
Beka woke up after an arm came crashing into her face. She sat up quickly feeling the stiffness in her back from sleeping in such an opposition last night. Harper was thrashing back and forth in the bed kicking off all the bed sheets. His face was drawn in a tight wince and tears flowed down his face.
"Seamus, Seamus honey wake up. Come on now it's just a nightmare." Beka began to lightly shake Harper. Her efforts resulted in Harpers arm coming flying at her face and hitting her square in the nose. Her hand went up to her nose for a minute. She was amassed that a kid so small could have such an impressive right hook. "Come on Shay. It's just Beka; I'm not going to hurt you." Beka said as she shook Harper a little harder.
"Beaka?" Harper said finally awake, his tear stained face looking up at her.
"Yeah Shay it's me" Beka smiled; glad to see Harper was done throwing punches and finally wake.
"I wan my mommy." Harper said holding the teddy bear Trance had given him tight.
"I know honey. But we're going to take care of you till she gets back. Me, Rommie, Dylan, and Trance aren't going to let anything bad happen to you." Beka said as she ran her hand through Harper's sweat soaked hair trying to comfort the small child. "You want to tell me about your dream?"
Harper pulled his knees up to his chest holding his teddy close and shook his head.
"Well it was just a dream. It can't hurt you, remember that. Ok?"
"Tay," Harper shifted so he was now sitting Indian style on the bed. Still clearly upset with not being able to see his parents.
"Why don't you go wash up, change into some of the clothes I got for you, and then we can go eat breakfast." Beka said trying to keep her face light and happy. In reality her back was sore, she was tired, and she was sure an impressive bruise was now forming on her face. The next space station they came to with a halfway illegitimate doctor she was getting her tubes tied.
The idea of food clearly pleased Harper as he ran into the bathroom and leaned over trying to get the faucet turned on. Beka walked over and turned on the water and then lifted up Harper so he was sitting on counter next to the sink. He began playing with the water splashing himself and Beka. Soon washing up was turning into a bath for both of them.
"Alright buster that's enough of that." Beka said as she picked up a soaking wet Harper and placed him on the floor. "Let's get you dressed." Beka grabbed a towel and led Harper back out to the main room. It took Beka about fifteen minutes before Harper was dried off and dressed.
Beka also had to empty Harper's pocket from yesterday so he could put everything in his pockets again. As she was doing this she found a necklace hidden in one of the pockets. She felt a little guilty for discovering her birthday present early but that was clearly what the necklace was for. She put it around her neck.
Harper looked like a mini punk in her brother's old clothes. Growing up they had gone for the tougher look. The torn jeans, ratty sneaks and black t-shirt were so far from the bright colors Harper normally worn. The look was toped off by his refusal to leave his teddy bear behind. By the time she got the mess, with Harper and teddy in tow, she just collapsed in a chair and looked at Trance and Dylan for help.
"Seamus you want to get something to eat?" Trance said, reaching out her hand for Harper to take. He nodded his head and grabbed her hand as they walked toward the kitchen to find food.
"You ok Beka"
"I just want my Harper back. Seamus is cute but he…."
"It's not Harper." Dylan said finishing her sentence.
"Parts of him are though. Same eating habits; same ability to go from depressed to happy in two point five seconds; same nightmares he won't talk about…"
"He had a nightmare?"
"He's a five year old, who's lived surrounded by death, and now his family has disappeared and he is in a strange new environment alone. And the only familer thing seems to be this teddy that Trance found, in our Harper's stuff, and he seems to not want to part with now" Beka said starting off on one of her rants.
"You're right but…" Dylan started as Beka took a breath but was interrupted.
"But we can't just wave a magic wand and make his god awful childhood go away. Can't wish away the dozen times he almost died in that place from some disease that had been wiped out everywhere else?" Beka took a breath as she finished explanation.
"Doesn't stop us from wanting to take all those memories away from him," Dylan said summing up Beka's rant. He placed his hand on hers and gave her a look saying he understood. But part of Beka knew he could never understand, she could never understand what Harper's childhood was like.
Trance and Harper walked back into the room ending Dylan and Beka's conversation quickly. "So Seamus what is your bear's name?" Trance asked as she sat down Harper's breakfast and situated him in her lap. Beka remember sitting on a sack of unpaid bills when she was that age so she could reach the table.
Trance's question couldn't be answered at the moment because the little boy was so busy stuffing his face. When he was done jugging down the orange juice he replied, "Tawa use taw call im Edward Bear."
"What do you call him?" Trance prodded.
"Tawa's Bear, but around mom it's Edward. Shit cries when someone says Tawa nam." Beka had to stifle a laugh at Harper's pronunciation of she.
"Tara?" Trance said trying to keep the conversation going.
"My sissy the maygod kill her" Everyone was quiet for a moment. Dylan turned to Beka, Beka to Trance, and they all shared a collective look, showing that none of them had ever heard about a sister. "Kawi says it's cause she mses her. I ms her tu." Trance gave the small child a hug. After a few moments she found her voice again.
"You want to go play now Shay." Trance voice was still horse but Harper didn't notice and he hopped off her lap and started to pull on Dylan's sleeve.
"I vant to play bad-skit-ball"
"Ok, ok, Seamus, I'll play basketball with you." A smile returned to Dylan's face as he was dragged to the basketball court.
***
Dylan spent the first half of their time together throwing the ball around with Harper. Then he watched Harper try and shoot hoops. Which more was the little boy standing directly under the hood and throwing the ball as high up in the air as he could. When the ball came flying back down to earth, normally headed right for his head, he covered his head and then went running after the ball, as it bounced all over the court. After a hundred tries he did finally make a basket. This resulted in Harper jumping up in the air screaming yes, and then doing a little dance that resulted in Dylan laughing so hard his stomach began to ache. By the middle of the morning Harper had managed to make three whole baskets.
***
"Hey boys you ready for some lunch?" A refreshed Beka asked as she walked on to the court.
"More fud?" Harper dropped the basketball and ran to pick up his teddy.
"Not so fast mister, go put away that ball" Beka said playfully stern voice.
"Feeling better?" Dylan asked.
"Thanks for taking him. How did he do?"
"Made three whole baskets"
"Well if engineering ever fails him we know he could have a career in basketball." Harper had finished putting away the ball and ran up to Dylan with his hands held up in the air. Dylan just looked at Harper and gave Beka a confused look.
"I think he wants you to pick him up." Beka informed the clueless captain.
"Oh," Dylan bent over and picked up Harper. "Man you're hot. Must be from all that running around kido"
***sorry it's so short, I have to work all weekend but I'll work on it I promise***
a/n- true confessions I haven't been around a five year old since I babysat the two girls across the street in Jr. High. (currently the only young kid I see on a regular basis is almost 2 so I kinda based Harper speech off of her. Well she does have a new brother Oscar or how she pronounces his name Oh-shit.)
Sorry this took so long last night I started on my special project for bio at 9pm and finished it a 3am. My computer is also being evil again, I would go through with my promise to throw it out the window but it's a $250 fine so I guess I'll just send some more quality time with the dell support people. So hopefully the next part will be out quicker.
Sorry my authors note is longer than the story
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Dylan walked towards the quarters they had set aside for little Harper. It was almost two hours after she told Beka he would met her but Rommie wanted to talk to him about some possible treatments for Harper. Since all of them involved shocking Harper or other forms of trauma Dylan had decided to hold off treatment for now. He didn't really think that Rommie wanted to go through with the treatments either. Right now they were just so in the dark on how this whole thing had happen.
He was greeted by Trance standing just inside of the doorway. He started to ask her a question but she raised a finger to her lips shushing him. She then turned her head to the bed where little Harper was sleeping. Beka had pulled up a chair next to him and now was asleep with her head and body on the bed. After she had fallen asleep it looked like Harper had snuggled up under one of her arms.
"I came to see Harper and give Beka a break but I don't want to wake either of them." Trance said staring at the two figures on the bed.
"Their cute, but Beka's going to have one hell of a back ache in the morning" Dylan said a smile on his face.
"Somethings are worth getting a backache for"
Dylan just nodded his head and the two of them exited the room both stealing one last glance at the sleeping pair. Dylan made a note to have Rommie save this image in her data logs. He just hoped if, no when, Harper returned to Harper, he wouldn't go in and delete it.
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(early the next morning)
Beka woke up after an arm came crashing into her face. She sat up quickly feeling the stiffness in her back from sleeping in such an opposition last night. Harper was thrashing back and forth in the bed kicking off all the bed sheets. His face was drawn in a tight wince and tears flowed down his face.
"Seamus, Seamus honey wake up. Come on now it's just a nightmare." Beka began to lightly shake Harper. Her efforts resulted in Harpers arm coming flying at her face and hitting her square in the nose. Her hand went up to her nose for a minute. She was amassed that a kid so small could have such an impressive right hook. "Come on Shay. It's just Beka; I'm not going to hurt you." Beka said as she shook Harper a little harder.
"Beaka?" Harper said finally awake, his tear stained face looking up at her.
"Yeah Shay it's me" Beka smiled; glad to see Harper was done throwing punches and finally wake.
"I wan my mommy." Harper said holding the teddy bear Trance had given him tight.
"I know honey. But we're going to take care of you till she gets back. Me, Rommie, Dylan, and Trance aren't going to let anything bad happen to you." Beka said as she ran her hand through Harper's sweat soaked hair trying to comfort the small child. "You want to tell me about your dream?"
Harper pulled his knees up to his chest holding his teddy close and shook his head.
"Well it was just a dream. It can't hurt you, remember that. Ok?"
"Tay," Harper shifted so he was now sitting Indian style on the bed. Still clearly upset with not being able to see his parents.
"Why don't you go wash up, change into some of the clothes I got for you, and then we can go eat breakfast." Beka said trying to keep her face light and happy. In reality her back was sore, she was tired, and she was sure an impressive bruise was now forming on her face. The next space station they came to with a halfway illegitimate doctor she was getting her tubes tied.
The idea of food clearly pleased Harper as he ran into the bathroom and leaned over trying to get the faucet turned on. Beka walked over and turned on the water and then lifted up Harper so he was sitting on counter next to the sink. He began playing with the water splashing himself and Beka. Soon washing up was turning into a bath for both of them.
"Alright buster that's enough of that." Beka said as she picked up a soaking wet Harper and placed him on the floor. "Let's get you dressed." Beka grabbed a towel and led Harper back out to the main room. It took Beka about fifteen minutes before Harper was dried off and dressed.
Beka also had to empty Harper's pocket from yesterday so he could put everything in his pockets again. As she was doing this she found a necklace hidden in one of the pockets. She felt a little guilty for discovering her birthday present early but that was clearly what the necklace was for. She put it around her neck.
Harper looked like a mini punk in her brother's old clothes. Growing up they had gone for the tougher look. The torn jeans, ratty sneaks and black t-shirt were so far from the bright colors Harper normally worn. The look was toped off by his refusal to leave his teddy bear behind. By the time she got the mess, with Harper and teddy in tow, she just collapsed in a chair and looked at Trance and Dylan for help.
"Seamus you want to get something to eat?" Trance said, reaching out her hand for Harper to take. He nodded his head and grabbed her hand as they walked toward the kitchen to find food.
"You ok Beka"
"I just want my Harper back. Seamus is cute but he…."
"It's not Harper." Dylan said finishing her sentence.
"Parts of him are though. Same eating habits; same ability to go from depressed to happy in two point five seconds; same nightmares he won't talk about…"
"He had a nightmare?"
"He's a five year old, who's lived surrounded by death, and now his family has disappeared and he is in a strange new environment alone. And the only familer thing seems to be this teddy that Trance found, in our Harper's stuff, and he seems to not want to part with now" Beka said starting off on one of her rants.
"You're right but…" Dylan started as Beka took a breath but was interrupted.
"But we can't just wave a magic wand and make his god awful childhood go away. Can't wish away the dozen times he almost died in that place from some disease that had been wiped out everywhere else?" Beka took a breath as she finished explanation.
"Doesn't stop us from wanting to take all those memories away from him," Dylan said summing up Beka's rant. He placed his hand on hers and gave her a look saying he understood. But part of Beka knew he could never understand, she could never understand what Harper's childhood was like.
Trance and Harper walked back into the room ending Dylan and Beka's conversation quickly. "So Seamus what is your bear's name?" Trance asked as she sat down Harper's breakfast and situated him in her lap. Beka remember sitting on a sack of unpaid bills when she was that age so she could reach the table.
Trance's question couldn't be answered at the moment because the little boy was so busy stuffing his face. When he was done jugging down the orange juice he replied, "Tawa use taw call im Edward Bear."
"What do you call him?" Trance prodded.
"Tawa's Bear, but around mom it's Edward. Shit cries when someone says Tawa nam." Beka had to stifle a laugh at Harper's pronunciation of she.
"Tara?" Trance said trying to keep the conversation going.
"My sissy the maygod kill her" Everyone was quiet for a moment. Dylan turned to Beka, Beka to Trance, and they all shared a collective look, showing that none of them had ever heard about a sister. "Kawi says it's cause she mses her. I ms her tu." Trance gave the small child a hug. After a few moments she found her voice again.
"You want to go play now Shay." Trance voice was still horse but Harper didn't notice and he hopped off her lap and started to pull on Dylan's sleeve.
"I vant to play bad-skit-ball"
"Ok, ok, Seamus, I'll play basketball with you." A smile returned to Dylan's face as he was dragged to the basketball court.
***
Dylan spent the first half of their time together throwing the ball around with Harper. Then he watched Harper try and shoot hoops. Which more was the little boy standing directly under the hood and throwing the ball as high up in the air as he could. When the ball came flying back down to earth, normally headed right for his head, he covered his head and then went running after the ball, as it bounced all over the court. After a hundred tries he did finally make a basket. This resulted in Harper jumping up in the air screaming yes, and then doing a little dance that resulted in Dylan laughing so hard his stomach began to ache. By the middle of the morning Harper had managed to make three whole baskets.
***
"Hey boys you ready for some lunch?" A refreshed Beka asked as she walked on to the court.
"More fud?" Harper dropped the basketball and ran to pick up his teddy.
"Not so fast mister, go put away that ball" Beka said playfully stern voice.
"Feeling better?" Dylan asked.
"Thanks for taking him. How did he do?"
"Made three whole baskets"
"Well if engineering ever fails him we know he could have a career in basketball." Harper had finished putting away the ball and ran up to Dylan with his hands held up in the air. Dylan just looked at Harper and gave Beka a confused look.
"I think he wants you to pick him up." Beka informed the clueless captain.
"Oh," Dylan bent over and picked up Harper. "Man you're hot. Must be from all that running around kido"
***sorry it's so short, I have to work all weekend but I'll work on it I promise***