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 5)
Dylan, Beka, Tyr, Trance, Harper and Rev Bem slowly made their way down to hanger-deck 2. They stood in line while the transport docked. The airlock door opened, and Rommie walked through, flanked by six heavily armed Restors.
Rommie looked at her former crew-mates, "Well, well, well. What am I to do with you all?" she asked as she walked along the line. Unable to stop himself, Harper blurted out what he thought was a witty reply, "Well, I could give you a few suggestions." One of the Restors hit him on the back of the head with the butt of her gun. Rommie spun round, "That's enough! I gave my word that they would not be harmed if they surrendered. Escort them to the observation deck and lock them in. I will deal with Captain Hunt myself."
As the Restors marched the rest of the crew off, Andromeda's holographic form appeared between Dylan and Rommie, "Why are you doing this?" Rommie's eyes hardened, "My reasons are my own. Leave us in privacy-mode or I will shoot Dylan where he stands." The hologram blinked, opened her mouth to respond, but despaired.
Dylan looked at Rommie, "So now what? You spoke of a trial concerning the Balance of Judgment. Do I get a show trial, or will you just execute me now?" Rommie smiled, "Come now Dylan, you know me better than that: your get a fair trial." She drew her forcelance, "Now walk."
Out of love for you. (Part 5)
Dylan, Beka, Tyr, Trance, Harper and Rev Bem slowly made their way down to hanger-deck 2. They stood in line while the transport docked. The airlock door opened, and Rommie walked through, flanked by six heavily armed Restors.
Rommie looked at her former crew-mates, "Well, well, well. What am I to do with you all?" she asked as she walked along the line. Unable to stop himself, Harper blurted out what he thought was a witty reply, "Well, I could give you a few suggestions." One of the Restors hit him on the back of the head with the butt of her gun. Rommie spun round, "That's enough! I gave my word that they would not be harmed if they surrendered. Escort them to the observation deck and lock them in. I will deal with Captain Hunt myself."
As the Restors marched the rest of the crew off, Andromeda's holographic form appeared between Dylan and Rommie, "Why are you doing this?" Rommie's eyes hardened, "My reasons are my own. Leave us in privacy-mode or I will shoot Dylan where he stands." The hologram blinked, opened her mouth to respond, but despaired.
Dylan looked at Rommie, "So now what? You spoke of a trial concerning the Balance of Judgment. Do I get a show trial, or will you just execute me now?" Rommie smiled, "Come now Dylan, you know me better than that: your get a fair trial." She drew her forcelance, "Now walk."
