Future Bound
Chapter 13: The Final Hour
[thinking = someone thinking]
"You call yourselves advanced?" asked Morrilan, "send your message from here, it'll make it in time."
"I know this is a bad time but," stared Ft. Harper, "can't I just tinker a little?"
Morrilan shook his head and gave Ft. Harper a cold, disgusted look, "Out of all the possible mates in the universe," he said to Ft. Trance, "you picked him."
"Hey!" Ingrid piped up.
"Let's not get into this we have less than an hour," said Judekär. And they went into strategies as a message was relayed to Mischenidar.
**
"This sucks," complained Will as he and Ingrid wandered down the decks of the Glory, "We were just attacked by Magogs and now we get to do it all over again, I am so looking forward to that!" he finished with biting sarcasm.
"Well Aunt Jude and the others are here, we'll win," said Ingrid
"What if we die?" asked Will, "or torn to little bits and infested with Magog eggs?"
"There's a procedure to that but Will, what's with you? You're starting to sound like my Dad," said Ingrid, " you've never been this edgy about this kind of stuff before." She rested her hand on his cheek
"It's just…," he said, taking her hand into his own, "you know what I'm going to tell you, don't you?"
"There's a 98.86% chance that you're gonna tell me that you love me," she said biting her bottom lip.
"And the other 2.14%?" he said
"That you're going to walk away," Ingrid said quietly.
"And um…," he started, "what were the odds of this?"
Will took a step forward and bent his head to kiss her. Standing on her tiptoes, Ingrid met his lips with hers half way.
**
"Ok so how are we going to do this, we've got 40 minutes." said Ft. Dylan, "who's going to take what ship, where and why."
"And how are we getting home?" asked Dylan.
"All crews will be separated. The Past crew on their ship, you on your, and us on ours, we can keep in contact on minimized screening." said Judekär, "when the battle starts, we'll have Neitzscheans and Magog everywhere, take out as many as you can, we'll send out our fighters to protect the past ship."
"How do we get back?" asked Beka
"Try to zero in on the Pulse, the light sun-like thing. Timing is everything. Futures get as close to a slipstream opening when you see the pasts going to the Pulse." Said Maggie, "Pasts when we fire into the Pulse open a slipsteam as it grows and go as quickly as you can, a little recklessness wouldn't hurt either."
"May I just point out that this is suicide," said Tyr.
"Suicide or not it's your only chance," said Maggie.
"Beka," said Dylan
"I can do it," she said confidently.
"Ok," said Ft. Dylan, "So we get to a slip port when you fire into the Pulse and they go through it?"
"That's it."
"We're all gonna die," said Harper.
"I'm with him," said Ft. Harper
"Have a little faith," said Trance
"It's easier said then done, we're going to have Neitzscheans and Magogs attacking us at the same time."
"Where are we slipstreaming to?" asked Ft. Beka ignoring Harper
"Mischenidar," said Ft. Dylan, "to help them."
" And what if we don't make?" asked Beka, "then what?"
"We'll watch your backs, make sure no one follows," said Maggie, "the Hydrangea Glory can take a helluva lot of damage before she gives in, we're not Magog proof but Zak and Morrilan will love the challenge of keeping them from Command."
"I'll have to take your word on that," said Dylan warily.
"Just to let you know this doesn't make me all warm and fuzzy on the inside but some protection is better than none." Said Harper, especially with Neitzscheans and Magogs
"Get everyone together, if you're all going to say good-bye it's now or never," said Judekär, coming in with Zak and Morrilan, "Let's head back to the dock and we'll take you all back to your ships."
**
"So that's what we're doing?" asked Will on the way back.
"That's it," said Ft. Dylan
"So it's good-bye time huh?" said Will, " hey it's been fun"
"Yeah well, y'know I hope I turn out just like me," said Harper shaking hands with his Ft. self
"Yeah" "Bye," "C-ya" "Hmm" "….." everyone went around.
"You already exist in my world don't you?" Tyr asked Terra
"I might," she said, "but don't worry about it, if I do exist, I'll find you."
"This was neat," said Ingrid hugging Trance and Harper at the same time, "You're awesome parents," she whispered.
"You're such a sweetheart, you sure you're mine?" asked Harper, "ouch!" Trance kicked him.
"Maybe I'll be seeing you soon," Trance whispered to Ingrid as she hugged her one more time.
"Maybe," said Ingrid smiling.
"I think you two should get really, really drunk and locked in a room together to ensure my birth," said Will to Dylan and Beka.
"WILL!" shouted Ft. Dylan and Beka as their past selves just stared at Will in shock.
"Fine!" said Will throwing his hands up in defeat, "ruin my moment."
"It was a joke," he laughed pulling Dylan in for a quick hug, before hugging Beka.
"If you find a book about basketball rules that looks handmade-burn it," he pleaded with her.
"Will do," she said winking at him.
The Future crew walked off of the smaller ship onto the future Andromeda, some of them couldn't help but notice Will and Ingrid walking off hand in hand. Amid smiles and cheers from Harper the past crew was flown to their ship. The battle was 6 minutes away.
**
"Welcome back," said Andromeda as the crew entered the Bridge, "Rev's been the only one here for quite some time."
"We're all back," said Dylan, "Let's get this over with."
"Receiving two different hails," said Andromeda.
"Minimize on screen," said Dylan.
Ft. Dylan came on screen in the bottom right hand corner and Judekär came on the bottom left.
"Ready to do this?" asked Ft. Dylan.
"Let's just hope this works."
"60 seconds," said Judekär.
Time's up.
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A/N: yes I'm leaving you with a cliff hanger. I'm kind of worn out right now (after doing a freaking eleven paragraph position essay for my english teacher)
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