A/N - Yay, part three!!!! I'm so proud of myself!
Big Thanks Yous go out to Claire...Fuzzy Elf...Mary Rose...Lynx...Luna fox...Wildcat...and Parisindy.
Fuzzy Elf...I meantion Bobby in this chapter, I forgot about him before...
Beka hated these kinds of drifts. Now more so then ever. Dylan had released her from V-Deck telling her to go and get some 'air' on the drift. However Rev and Trance had gone with her. And Beka was glad of the company. In dark alleys dealers were selling Flash, and her need was filling her whole being. Trance and Rev were keeping her distracted, taking her in clothes shops, helping her track down any CD's. Anything to keep her mind off the Flash.
Even though the need burned through her Beka felt something else, something that hurt more then the withdrawal. Across the crowds Beka caught sight of the short blond engineer, walking out of a shop, arms full of machine parts, smiling as he said goodbye to the trader.
"He is still hurt Rebecca, you must give him time" The Magog's sharp eyes followed her gaze over the crowd.
Beka gave her friend a sad smile in return. She had never seen the young human so angry before. No wait, she corrected herself, five years ago when he had helped kick Bobby off the Maru. When they reached the nearest drift and told Bobby to leave, Jenson had become angry...and violent. But Harper had stood right along side the woman he hardly knew and warned Bobby if he hit Beka again he would be one kneecap short.
Beka swallowed past the lump in her throat as she watched the blond head disappear into the crowd.
"I need to go to the toilets" she managed to say, slipping over to the grimy building.
Once inside Beka lent against the wall and took a few deep breaths, burying the memories.
"Need anything?" A voice in the shadows asked, causing Beka to jump and her hand go straight to her force lance.
In the shadows tow hands raised, empty and the voice spoke again, sounding slightly more worried this time.
"I don't mean any harm, I only wanted to know if you need anything"
"What do you mean?" Beka asked, not lowering her weapon.
"Anything for nerves, give you some confidence," a grin flashed in the darkness, "Something for those tremors you're hiding"
Beka gripped her weapon tighter and tried to hide the slight shake in her other hand.
"How much?" he voice dropping to a whisper and she found herself edging forward.
"Half a vial, 150 thrones for you."
"A full vial, 50 thrones" Beka shot back.
"Half, 130"
"Full, 70"
"Full, 110"
Beka hesitated, her free hand fingering the money in her pocket, her nerve endings started to scream again. She was so close to another fix...
"Deal"
Again the grin and the dealer stepped forward, a young woman, properly a few years younger then Beka, held out a vial in one hand, a gun in the other. Beka greedily took the vial and quickly handed over the money, pocketing the flash and making sure it was safe. The younger woman smiled
"Nice doing business with you"
Beka nodded and left the building, feeling better with every step as she felt the vial press against her leg.
Trance and Rev smiled as she reached them and Beka smiled back.
"Where now?"
Harper dumped the new parts he had brought on the Maru and slipped his arm back into the sling that was hanging from his neck. He had needed both hands to carry the parts and he winced as his arm throbbed in pain when he moved it back into the sling. He had taken longer then he needed to simply because he was trying to keep busy. Tyr had offered to come with him and help him carry the parts but Harper had assured the Neitzschen that he would be fine, in truth the young engineer wanted to be alone for a while. His mind was busy thinking of what to say to Beka. He still had bruises round his neck, which he tried to cover with the collar of his jacket. He walked through to the small kitchen, looking through the drawers and pulling out a Sparky Cola.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of his neck rose and Harper froze, fingers paused over the ring pull of the can. Some one else was on the ship with him. Harper pulled out his weapon and moved quietly down the corridor heading towards the noise. He stopped outside of Beka's door and picked through the crack, letting out a breath in relief when he saw that it was just Beka. He shock his head at his own paranoia and enter the room.
"Boy boss you scared me for a second..." He trailed off when Beka turned to him, the déjà vu shot to his mind and he stammered out "Boss...wha..what are you doing?"
Once again he eyes were as white as pearls save to two small black dots of her pupils. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it again and got to her feet pushing him up against the wall.
"You stay out of it Seamus" she growled pinning his arm before he could raise the gun and disarmed him in a single movement. She pushed passed him and run down the corridor. Harper heard the air lock open and before Harper could think about what he was doing her had followed her and began chase down the street. He dodged passed the crowds of people, keeping Beka in his sight at all times. She ran into an empty building and Harper paused outside wondering what to do. She wasn't in her right mind and much stronger then he was anyway. She also had his weapon. And unlike the force lance anyone could fire that weapon. He could call the others to meet him but they would take too long and right now Beka needed him. He wouldn't leave her alone again. He took a deep breath and pulled his arm out of his sling, shoving the sling into his combat pant's pocket. Quietly, and using all his senses Harper stepped into the dark building. Shadows lay cast around the floor and Harpers sharp eyes searched for any sign of movement. The building must have been some sort of warehouse as his shelves stood from the floor to the ceiling filled with old boxes that made it hard to see his anyone was behind them. Harper paused, leaning by a wall and listened for any sounds of breathing. He thought her heard his friend when a shot ran out and lit up the area. Harper threw himself to the floor as the shot passed over him, barely.
Big Thanks Yous go out to Claire...Fuzzy Elf...Mary Rose...Lynx...Luna fox...Wildcat...and Parisindy.
Fuzzy Elf...I meantion Bobby in this chapter, I forgot about him before...
Beka hated these kinds of drifts. Now more so then ever. Dylan had released her from V-Deck telling her to go and get some 'air' on the drift. However Rev and Trance had gone with her. And Beka was glad of the company. In dark alleys dealers were selling Flash, and her need was filling her whole being. Trance and Rev were keeping her distracted, taking her in clothes shops, helping her track down any CD's. Anything to keep her mind off the Flash.
Even though the need burned through her Beka felt something else, something that hurt more then the withdrawal. Across the crowds Beka caught sight of the short blond engineer, walking out of a shop, arms full of machine parts, smiling as he said goodbye to the trader.
"He is still hurt Rebecca, you must give him time" The Magog's sharp eyes followed her gaze over the crowd.
Beka gave her friend a sad smile in return. She had never seen the young human so angry before. No wait, she corrected herself, five years ago when he had helped kick Bobby off the Maru. When they reached the nearest drift and told Bobby to leave, Jenson had become angry...and violent. But Harper had stood right along side the woman he hardly knew and warned Bobby if he hit Beka again he would be one kneecap short.
Beka swallowed past the lump in her throat as she watched the blond head disappear into the crowd.
"I need to go to the toilets" she managed to say, slipping over to the grimy building.
Once inside Beka lent against the wall and took a few deep breaths, burying the memories.
"Need anything?" A voice in the shadows asked, causing Beka to jump and her hand go straight to her force lance.
In the shadows tow hands raised, empty and the voice spoke again, sounding slightly more worried this time.
"I don't mean any harm, I only wanted to know if you need anything"
"What do you mean?" Beka asked, not lowering her weapon.
"Anything for nerves, give you some confidence," a grin flashed in the darkness, "Something for those tremors you're hiding"
Beka gripped her weapon tighter and tried to hide the slight shake in her other hand.
"How much?" he voice dropping to a whisper and she found herself edging forward.
"Half a vial, 150 thrones for you."
"A full vial, 50 thrones" Beka shot back.
"Half, 130"
"Full, 70"
"Full, 110"
Beka hesitated, her free hand fingering the money in her pocket, her nerve endings started to scream again. She was so close to another fix...
"Deal"
Again the grin and the dealer stepped forward, a young woman, properly a few years younger then Beka, held out a vial in one hand, a gun in the other. Beka greedily took the vial and quickly handed over the money, pocketing the flash and making sure it was safe. The younger woman smiled
"Nice doing business with you"
Beka nodded and left the building, feeling better with every step as she felt the vial press against her leg.
Trance and Rev smiled as she reached them and Beka smiled back.
"Where now?"
Harper dumped the new parts he had brought on the Maru and slipped his arm back into the sling that was hanging from his neck. He had needed both hands to carry the parts and he winced as his arm throbbed in pain when he moved it back into the sling. He had taken longer then he needed to simply because he was trying to keep busy. Tyr had offered to come with him and help him carry the parts but Harper had assured the Neitzschen that he would be fine, in truth the young engineer wanted to be alone for a while. His mind was busy thinking of what to say to Beka. He still had bruises round his neck, which he tried to cover with the collar of his jacket. He walked through to the small kitchen, looking through the drawers and pulling out a Sparky Cola.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of his neck rose and Harper froze, fingers paused over the ring pull of the can. Some one else was on the ship with him. Harper pulled out his weapon and moved quietly down the corridor heading towards the noise. He stopped outside of Beka's door and picked through the crack, letting out a breath in relief when he saw that it was just Beka. He shock his head at his own paranoia and enter the room.
"Boy boss you scared me for a second..." He trailed off when Beka turned to him, the déjà vu shot to his mind and he stammered out "Boss...wha..what are you doing?"
Once again he eyes were as white as pearls save to two small black dots of her pupils. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it again and got to her feet pushing him up against the wall.
"You stay out of it Seamus" she growled pinning his arm before he could raise the gun and disarmed him in a single movement. She pushed passed him and run down the corridor. Harper heard the air lock open and before Harper could think about what he was doing her had followed her and began chase down the street. He dodged passed the crowds of people, keeping Beka in his sight at all times. She ran into an empty building and Harper paused outside wondering what to do. She wasn't in her right mind and much stronger then he was anyway. She also had his weapon. And unlike the force lance anyone could fire that weapon. He could call the others to meet him but they would take too long and right now Beka needed him. He wouldn't leave her alone again. He took a deep breath and pulled his arm out of his sling, shoving the sling into his combat pant's pocket. Quietly, and using all his senses Harper stepped into the dark building. Shadows lay cast around the floor and Harpers sharp eyes searched for any sign of movement. The building must have been some sort of warehouse as his shelves stood from the floor to the ceiling filled with old boxes that made it hard to see his anyone was behind them. Harper paused, leaning by a wall and listened for any sounds of breathing. He thought her heard his friend when a shot ran out and lit up the area. Harper threw himself to the floor as the shot passed over him, barely.