This was a fun story to write I hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much
as I did writing it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Sorry this took so long I had a huge anatomy test that I failed after studying and memorizing all the material, (yes I am a little bitter) and I have been have b**** fest 2002 with my roommate (I love college), and generally this has been the week from hell. But thanks for reviewing it keep me writing and not just scraping the whole thing.
Disclaimer- I don't own Andromea or any of the characters roam it. I don't own The Edward Bear (bonus points to any readers who got the name). The idea of wishes gone bad came from the story the Monkey's Paw. Harper's Edward Bear, Tara, Kari and their history are my inventions. Any medical information that is actually correct (and there is very little of it so don't quote anything in this paper) came from my anatomy text, my psychology text, and varies medical websites (If you want to know the specific titles e-mail me, Lauriena@hotmail.com.) Don't sue I own nothing
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"Who knew a kid with a fever could be that hyper?" Beka commented to Rommie as they watched little Harper jumping up and down on the bed in his room. Beka and Rommie had rescued him from medical early that afternoon. More of they had rescued Trance. A day and a half with the hyperactive five year old and even Trances calm composer was starting to come undone. Not to mention the state of medical.
Harper kicked his legs up and landed on his butt with one last bounce. He crawled over to his pillow and tucked his teddy under his chin and started off to sleep.
"Apparently he is not as hyperactive as he would seem." Rommie said as she walked over and tucked in the sleeping child.
"Up one minute, down the next. And I thought our Harper was one for the mood swings" Beka said sitting down in the chair that had found itself permanent addition to the side of the bed. Rommie pulled up another chair next to Beka. "So any ideas on how to get him back?"
"Not yet, we are trying but there we can't even figure out the how and why." Rommie looked at Beka noticing her necklace for the first time. "Beka, where did you find that necklace?"
"It was in Harper's pockets. I kinda figured it was a birthday present, it's the kinda thing Harper always gets me for my birthday." Beka said playing with the necklace around her neck.
"Just wondering," Rommie got quiet wondering about the mysterious necklace she thought had been lost. Was that piece of jewelry responsible for their problems? That was impossible. Both women remained lost in thought watching their sleeping friend.
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Trance straightened up from the microscope she was peering in when Rommie walked in with Beka and Harper. Beka was carrying the young child who face was now covered with red dots. He looked like a five year old with a bad case of acne. His head was buried in Beka's shoulder and he was clearly miserable.
"Hey Seamus how are you doing?" Trance asked walking over to Harper and Beka. Harper just buried his head farther into Beka's shoulder.
"We're not very talkative today, are we Shay?" Beka then turned to Trance, "his been like this since he woke up, tired, cranky…"
"I'm not cwankey," Harper yelled as he undid one of his arms that were wrapped around Beka to itch his face.
"I see how not cranky you are. Come on Kiddo you can't scratch, remember?" Beka said placing Harper down on the bed.
"But it itches!" Harper yelled more intently scratching his face. Beka gently took his hand and placed it in his lap.
"Yeah but Trance has some stuff that will make you feel better" Beka looked up with hopeful eyes at Trance. She didn't know how much longer she could take whiney, clingy, baby Harper. She remembered how her family used to fight to be the kids' favorite relative. She didn't see what all the fuss was about now. Harper was cute but she preferred an engineer and friend over a rug-rat.
"Here Seamus this will make you feel better." Trance began rubbing ointment all over Harper arms, legs, chest, and face until he looked like he was covered in the white substance. "There, feel any better?"
Harper just nodded his head and stuck out his arms for Beka to pick him up. She reached over and grasped the now slick five year old. His clothes were sticking to the ointment and Beka knew she was now covered too. At least Harper had stop trying to scratch himself raw.
"Beka?" Rommie Began uncertain on how to ask the question that would follow, "Could I borrow your necklace for a little while"
"Yeah, but why Rommie"
"Just testing out a theory, I will explain later." Beka shifted Harper to her hip and tried to undo the clasp on her necklace one handed. Rommie reached around and did it for her. Turning towards Harper Rommie said, "Well Seamus I hope you feel better. I wish that you didn't have to go through all this."
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Ending 1
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(A week earlier)
Rommie stood in the cramp shop yelling at Harper to go.
"Alright Rommie, one minute" Harper replied with his shoulder slumping as he went to the lady who ran the shop to haggle over a couple pieces of equipment he had managed to find. The two seem to be in a fight over one piece. Rommie imagined that Harper's asking price must have been too low. He was an excellent haggler and could mange to pay half what most things were worth. But they really didn't have time for Harper to spend an hour discussing the price with the lady. She walked up to the two ready to pay the lady's asking price.
"I told you it's not for sale." The shopkeeper repeated pointing to the necklace Harper held in his hand. What Harper wanted with the necklace she didn't know but him and the old lady were getting into a shouting match over it.
"Come on everything for sale for the right price."
"No it shouldn't have been on display, I don't know how it even got there."
"Harper we have to go." Rommie said interrupting the fight.
"Minute Rommie" Harper said yelling now at Harper too.
"No now Harper" Rommie yelled having lost her patience
"Alright, fine" with that Harper handle the necklace back to the lady, paid for the rest of the parts and walked out of the shop.
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For all of you who really hated that ending we have ending two
Ending 2
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Just testing out a theory, I will explain later." Beka shifted Harper to her hip and tried to undo the clasp on her necklace one handed. Rommie reached around and did it for her. Turning towards Harper Rommie said, "Well Seamus I hope you feel better. I wish that we will have you back to normal real soon."
With that Beka gave Rommie a strange look and exited medical with Harper. Beka walked back to the VIP quarters with Harper in her arms. It had now almost been a week since he had turned into a kid. Three days since he had come down with the chicken poxes. And in all that time Beka didn't think she had gotten one night sleep. She tried to but found herself sitting by her friend's bed waiting for the nightmares to come. They had every night, and every night she woke Harper only to have him cry himself back to sleep after refusing to talk about it. The teddy bear that Trance had found never left his side. It was strange looking at the kid sleeping on the bed in front of her and think that he was her friend. The boy's face showed hints of her Harper but they looked so different. Harper tried to hide his fears, this boy showed them to the world. Harper rarely talked of the camps. This boy had told Beka more about Harper's past in the past week then she had learned in the past 6 years together. And yet it was strange, they were the same person and yet they weren't.
"Beka," Rommie's voice chimed in breaking Beka's thoughts.
"Yeah Rommie" Beka said again replying to the ceiling.
"We have figured it out. Bring Harper to medical." Beka picked the sleeping boy up off the bed.
"When we get you back you owe me big time buster" Beka said as she grunted picking up the sleeping boy again. It was weird Harper was the boy of a five year old yet he couldn't weight more than fifty pounds, good camp cooking all the way. For the second time that day Beka found herself carrying Harper towards medical, it was a good thing he was a light kid. Beka didn't think her back could handle it if he was even ten pounds heavier.
Beka entered medical and found that she was the last member of the crew to arrive. Even Tyr was there, he stepped out from behind a console when he saw that Harper was still sleeping. Trance nodded towards the bed and Beka set the sleeping child down on it.
"We figured it out. It was so simple." Trance said bubbling with excitement reminding Beka of the old Trance. "The shock caused his pituitary gland which secretes growth hormone to secrete reverse growth hormone. We can simulate his pituitary gland to secret growth hormone and then he will grow back up. All we have to do is make sure that he doesn't grow up too much but Rommie thinks we can stop that."
"We are going to have to give him a small shock but it should work and it won't hurt too much." Rommie continued the explanation as Trance finished preparing the equipment they would need. She injected Harper with a sedative and pain killer.
"What about the chicken poxes? You said cases were more server in adults."
"He is through the worst of the disease. Speeding up his growth will also speed up the disease."
"How long until he grows up again?"
"We're going to give him the shock now and it should take a couple of days for him to get back to normal. We want to take it slow."
Beka nodded her head and went to stand with the rest of the crew, out of Trance and Rommies way. Rommie hooked stuck a long needle into Harpers neck and then nodded to Trance. Harper whole body tensed and rear up as the electrical shock traveled through his body. Beka felt Dylan hand on her shoulder and then she realized he was holding her back from going to her friend. Harper's five year old frame relaxed again and he remained unconscious.
"When will he wake up?" Beka's question remained unanswered as Trance and Rommie quickly worked on Harper taking scans and removing the large needle from his neck.
"I think he will sleep the rest of the night. It worked though and there are no more signs of the chicken poxes." Rommie said after looking at the scans. Everyone in the room breathed a collective sigh. "He can go back to his room now. I don't think Harper is fond of this place at any age."
With those words Tyr slowly walked over to the sleeping boy and picked him gently up. His eyes and actions showing more than words ever could about his feeling towards Harper. The whole crew followed him out of medical and towards Harpers VIP room.
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The next morning a teenage Harper awoke to see five faces all sleeping in random places in his room. "You're up Seamus"
"Harper, only my mom calls me Seamus these days. You're Beka right. I remember you; you took care of me once when I was sick." Beka ran up and hugged the young teen.
"Good to have you back kid"
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(A week later)
Beka walked into the VIP quarters were she had spent the last week with little Harper. She saw her Harper sitting on the bed holding the teddy bear that had been his best friend for the last week and she assumed most of his childhood.
"Hey Kiddo how are you doing?" Harper jumped at the sound of Beka's voice. "Do you remember any of it?"
"Some what, it's kinda like a childhood memory. I remember parts but not the whole. I mean I know it all happen a week ago but to me it feels like it all happened when I was 5. I mean it's like I have two sets of memories of my childhood." Harper never looked up at Beka playing with the necklace around the teddy bears neck.
"Well, don't know what to tell you. Although you do make a cute kid."
Harper looked up and gave Beka a half smile. "Yeah I've seen the vid files."
"Blackmail for later"
"Beka?"
"Yeah Kid"
"Happy Belated Brithday, your present got lost in everything that happened."
"You mean this" Beka said pulling out the necklace from her pocket. "I found it in your pockets"
"Yeah about all that, thanks, I mean…"
"No problem, I'm just glad I didn't have to change any diapers" With that Beka found one of the pillows from the bed flying at her head.
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"Sometimes people care too much, I think it's called Love"- Edward Bear, better known to his friends as Winnie the Pooh.
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I don't know when I will be able to write another story but readers' choice either a Beka Harper back in the day (with or without Trance), Harper's childhood, or Beka's childhood story. Tell me what you want because I can't decide, I need help. Feel free to e-mail me with idea (Lauriena@hotmail.com)
Sorry this took so long I had a huge anatomy test that I failed after studying and memorizing all the material, (yes I am a little bitter) and I have been have b**** fest 2002 with my roommate (I love college), and generally this has been the week from hell. But thanks for reviewing it keep me writing and not just scraping the whole thing.
Disclaimer- I don't own Andromea or any of the characters roam it. I don't own The Edward Bear (bonus points to any readers who got the name). The idea of wishes gone bad came from the story the Monkey's Paw. Harper's Edward Bear, Tara, Kari and their history are my inventions. Any medical information that is actually correct (and there is very little of it so don't quote anything in this paper) came from my anatomy text, my psychology text, and varies medical websites (If you want to know the specific titles e-mail me, Lauriena@hotmail.com.) Don't sue I own nothing
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"Who knew a kid with a fever could be that hyper?" Beka commented to Rommie as they watched little Harper jumping up and down on the bed in his room. Beka and Rommie had rescued him from medical early that afternoon. More of they had rescued Trance. A day and a half with the hyperactive five year old and even Trances calm composer was starting to come undone. Not to mention the state of medical.
Harper kicked his legs up and landed on his butt with one last bounce. He crawled over to his pillow and tucked his teddy under his chin and started off to sleep.
"Apparently he is not as hyperactive as he would seem." Rommie said as she walked over and tucked in the sleeping child.
"Up one minute, down the next. And I thought our Harper was one for the mood swings" Beka said sitting down in the chair that had found itself permanent addition to the side of the bed. Rommie pulled up another chair next to Beka. "So any ideas on how to get him back?"
"Not yet, we are trying but there we can't even figure out the how and why." Rommie looked at Beka noticing her necklace for the first time. "Beka, where did you find that necklace?"
"It was in Harper's pockets. I kinda figured it was a birthday present, it's the kinda thing Harper always gets me for my birthday." Beka said playing with the necklace around her neck.
"Just wondering," Rommie got quiet wondering about the mysterious necklace she thought had been lost. Was that piece of jewelry responsible for their problems? That was impossible. Both women remained lost in thought watching their sleeping friend.
~~~~*~~~~
Trance straightened up from the microscope she was peering in when Rommie walked in with Beka and Harper. Beka was carrying the young child who face was now covered with red dots. He looked like a five year old with a bad case of acne. His head was buried in Beka's shoulder and he was clearly miserable.
"Hey Seamus how are you doing?" Trance asked walking over to Harper and Beka. Harper just buried his head farther into Beka's shoulder.
"We're not very talkative today, are we Shay?" Beka then turned to Trance, "his been like this since he woke up, tired, cranky…"
"I'm not cwankey," Harper yelled as he undid one of his arms that were wrapped around Beka to itch his face.
"I see how not cranky you are. Come on Kiddo you can't scratch, remember?" Beka said placing Harper down on the bed.
"But it itches!" Harper yelled more intently scratching his face. Beka gently took his hand and placed it in his lap.
"Yeah but Trance has some stuff that will make you feel better" Beka looked up with hopeful eyes at Trance. She didn't know how much longer she could take whiney, clingy, baby Harper. She remembered how her family used to fight to be the kids' favorite relative. She didn't see what all the fuss was about now. Harper was cute but she preferred an engineer and friend over a rug-rat.
"Here Seamus this will make you feel better." Trance began rubbing ointment all over Harper arms, legs, chest, and face until he looked like he was covered in the white substance. "There, feel any better?"
Harper just nodded his head and stuck out his arms for Beka to pick him up. She reached over and grasped the now slick five year old. His clothes were sticking to the ointment and Beka knew she was now covered too. At least Harper had stop trying to scratch himself raw.
"Beka?" Rommie Began uncertain on how to ask the question that would follow, "Could I borrow your necklace for a little while"
"Yeah, but why Rommie"
"Just testing out a theory, I will explain later." Beka shifted Harper to her hip and tried to undo the clasp on her necklace one handed. Rommie reached around and did it for her. Turning towards Harper Rommie said, "Well Seamus I hope you feel better. I wish that you didn't have to go through all this."
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Ending 1
~~~~*~~~~
(A week earlier)
Rommie stood in the cramp shop yelling at Harper to go.
"Alright Rommie, one minute" Harper replied with his shoulder slumping as he went to the lady who ran the shop to haggle over a couple pieces of equipment he had managed to find. The two seem to be in a fight over one piece. Rommie imagined that Harper's asking price must have been too low. He was an excellent haggler and could mange to pay half what most things were worth. But they really didn't have time for Harper to spend an hour discussing the price with the lady. She walked up to the two ready to pay the lady's asking price.
"I told you it's not for sale." The shopkeeper repeated pointing to the necklace Harper held in his hand. What Harper wanted with the necklace she didn't know but him and the old lady were getting into a shouting match over it.
"Come on everything for sale for the right price."
"No it shouldn't have been on display, I don't know how it even got there."
"Harper we have to go." Rommie said interrupting the fight.
"Minute Rommie" Harper said yelling now at Harper too.
"No now Harper" Rommie yelled having lost her patience
"Alright, fine" with that Harper handle the necklace back to the lady, paid for the rest of the parts and walked out of the shop.
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For all of you who really hated that ending we have ending two
Ending 2
~~~~*~~~~
Just testing out a theory, I will explain later." Beka shifted Harper to her hip and tried to undo the clasp on her necklace one handed. Rommie reached around and did it for her. Turning towards Harper Rommie said, "Well Seamus I hope you feel better. I wish that we will have you back to normal real soon."
With that Beka gave Rommie a strange look and exited medical with Harper. Beka walked back to the VIP quarters with Harper in her arms. It had now almost been a week since he had turned into a kid. Three days since he had come down with the chicken poxes. And in all that time Beka didn't think she had gotten one night sleep. She tried to but found herself sitting by her friend's bed waiting for the nightmares to come. They had every night, and every night she woke Harper only to have him cry himself back to sleep after refusing to talk about it. The teddy bear that Trance had found never left his side. It was strange looking at the kid sleeping on the bed in front of her and think that he was her friend. The boy's face showed hints of her Harper but they looked so different. Harper tried to hide his fears, this boy showed them to the world. Harper rarely talked of the camps. This boy had told Beka more about Harper's past in the past week then she had learned in the past 6 years together. And yet it was strange, they were the same person and yet they weren't.
"Beka," Rommie's voice chimed in breaking Beka's thoughts.
"Yeah Rommie" Beka said again replying to the ceiling.
"We have figured it out. Bring Harper to medical." Beka picked the sleeping boy up off the bed.
"When we get you back you owe me big time buster" Beka said as she grunted picking up the sleeping boy again. It was weird Harper was the boy of a five year old yet he couldn't weight more than fifty pounds, good camp cooking all the way. For the second time that day Beka found herself carrying Harper towards medical, it was a good thing he was a light kid. Beka didn't think her back could handle it if he was even ten pounds heavier.
Beka entered medical and found that she was the last member of the crew to arrive. Even Tyr was there, he stepped out from behind a console when he saw that Harper was still sleeping. Trance nodded towards the bed and Beka set the sleeping child down on it.
"We figured it out. It was so simple." Trance said bubbling with excitement reminding Beka of the old Trance. "The shock caused his pituitary gland which secretes growth hormone to secrete reverse growth hormone. We can simulate his pituitary gland to secret growth hormone and then he will grow back up. All we have to do is make sure that he doesn't grow up too much but Rommie thinks we can stop that."
"We are going to have to give him a small shock but it should work and it won't hurt too much." Rommie continued the explanation as Trance finished preparing the equipment they would need. She injected Harper with a sedative and pain killer.
"What about the chicken poxes? You said cases were more server in adults."
"He is through the worst of the disease. Speeding up his growth will also speed up the disease."
"How long until he grows up again?"
"We're going to give him the shock now and it should take a couple of days for him to get back to normal. We want to take it slow."
Beka nodded her head and went to stand with the rest of the crew, out of Trance and Rommies way. Rommie hooked stuck a long needle into Harpers neck and then nodded to Trance. Harper whole body tensed and rear up as the electrical shock traveled through his body. Beka felt Dylan hand on her shoulder and then she realized he was holding her back from going to her friend. Harper's five year old frame relaxed again and he remained unconscious.
"When will he wake up?" Beka's question remained unanswered as Trance and Rommie quickly worked on Harper taking scans and removing the large needle from his neck.
"I think he will sleep the rest of the night. It worked though and there are no more signs of the chicken poxes." Rommie said after looking at the scans. Everyone in the room breathed a collective sigh. "He can go back to his room now. I don't think Harper is fond of this place at any age."
With those words Tyr slowly walked over to the sleeping boy and picked him gently up. His eyes and actions showing more than words ever could about his feeling towards Harper. The whole crew followed him out of medical and towards Harpers VIP room.
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The next morning a teenage Harper awoke to see five faces all sleeping in random places in his room. "You're up Seamus"
"Harper, only my mom calls me Seamus these days. You're Beka right. I remember you; you took care of me once when I was sick." Beka ran up and hugged the young teen.
"Good to have you back kid"
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(A week later)
Beka walked into the VIP quarters were she had spent the last week with little Harper. She saw her Harper sitting on the bed holding the teddy bear that had been his best friend for the last week and she assumed most of his childhood.
"Hey Kiddo how are you doing?" Harper jumped at the sound of Beka's voice. "Do you remember any of it?"
"Some what, it's kinda like a childhood memory. I remember parts but not the whole. I mean I know it all happen a week ago but to me it feels like it all happened when I was 5. I mean it's like I have two sets of memories of my childhood." Harper never looked up at Beka playing with the necklace around the teddy bears neck.
"Well, don't know what to tell you. Although you do make a cute kid."
Harper looked up and gave Beka a half smile. "Yeah I've seen the vid files."
"Blackmail for later"
"Beka?"
"Yeah Kid"
"Happy Belated Brithday, your present got lost in everything that happened."
"You mean this" Beka said pulling out the necklace from her pocket. "I found it in your pockets"
"Yeah about all that, thanks, I mean…"
"No problem, I'm just glad I didn't have to change any diapers" With that Beka found one of the pillows from the bed flying at her head.
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"Sometimes people care too much, I think it's called Love"- Edward Bear, better known to his friends as Winnie the Pooh.
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I don't know when I will be able to write another story but readers' choice either a Beka Harper back in the day (with or without Trance), Harper's childhood, or Beka's childhood story. Tell me what you want because I can't decide, I need help. Feel free to e-mail me with idea (Lauriena@hotmail.com)