Authors note: this story takes place during series one, after Star-Crossed,
but before It Makes A Lovely Light.
Out of love for you. (Part 3)
Dylan, Tyr, Beka and Trance and onto the command deck, Beka jumping into the pilots seat. Andromeda's holographic image appeared before them, "I have tracked my Avatar to a transport that left the Drift ten-minute ago. It is heading for the Slip-portal." Dylan looked at the tactical display, and then turned to Beka, "Follow them!"
Beka nodded, and brought the Andromeda round behind the transport, closing the gap between the two ships at top-speed. Tyr tapped a few commands into the weapons station, "I think I can disable the transports engines with a missile-strike, but the ship dose not appear to be in that good a condition. She may brake up." Dylan shook his head, "It's not worth the risk. See if you can get a lock with the grapples." Tyr nodded, but before he could act, the transport entered Slipstream.
The bridge lurch as the Andromeda entered Slipstream behind the transport. Beka used every last ounce of her skill to keep the fleeing ship in sight.
Harper ran into command, "What happened? Where's Rommie?" Tyr shot him a venom filled glance, "Your love-toy has joined the Restors!" he ignored the equally venomous look the hologram gave him. Harper shook his head, "Oh man, this can not be happening!" Trance placed a comforting hand on her friends shoulder, "Don't worry Harper. Rommie's just ill with that virus."
The bridge shook again as the Andromeda exited Slipstream. Andromeda's image appeared on the main screen, "Dylan, there are over a dozen Restor Destroyers, all around us, weapons armed. We are receiving a transmission from the transport that my Avatar is on." Dylan swallowed dryly, "Put it through."
Rommie appeared on the screen, flanked by two men in body armour, "Andromeda Ascendant, surrender immediately or be destroyed. This is you only warning." Dylan stared at the screen, his mouth gapping wide open, "What guaranty to I have for my crews safety?" Rommie's hard eyes met his, "Your crew will not be harmed, but you will stand trial for the destruction of the Balance of Judgment."
Dylan nodded, "We surrender."
Out of love for you. (Part 3)
Dylan, Tyr, Beka and Trance and onto the command deck, Beka jumping into the pilots seat. Andromeda's holographic image appeared before them, "I have tracked my Avatar to a transport that left the Drift ten-minute ago. It is heading for the Slip-portal." Dylan looked at the tactical display, and then turned to Beka, "Follow them!"
Beka nodded, and brought the Andromeda round behind the transport, closing the gap between the two ships at top-speed. Tyr tapped a few commands into the weapons station, "I think I can disable the transports engines with a missile-strike, but the ship dose not appear to be in that good a condition. She may brake up." Dylan shook his head, "It's not worth the risk. See if you can get a lock with the grapples." Tyr nodded, but before he could act, the transport entered Slipstream.
The bridge lurch as the Andromeda entered Slipstream behind the transport. Beka used every last ounce of her skill to keep the fleeing ship in sight.
Harper ran into command, "What happened? Where's Rommie?" Tyr shot him a venom filled glance, "Your love-toy has joined the Restors!" he ignored the equally venomous look the hologram gave him. Harper shook his head, "Oh man, this can not be happening!" Trance placed a comforting hand on her friends shoulder, "Don't worry Harper. Rommie's just ill with that virus."
The bridge shook again as the Andromeda exited Slipstream. Andromeda's image appeared on the main screen, "Dylan, there are over a dozen Restor Destroyers, all around us, weapons armed. We are receiving a transmission from the transport that my Avatar is on." Dylan swallowed dryly, "Put it through."
Rommie appeared on the screen, flanked by two men in body armour, "Andromeda Ascendant, surrender immediately or be destroyed. This is you only warning." Dylan stared at the screen, his mouth gapping wide open, "What guaranty to I have for my crews safety?" Rommie's hard eyes met his, "Your crew will not be harmed, but you will stand trial for the destruction of the Balance of Judgment."
Dylan nodded, "We surrender."
