Spoilers: Aye but none from season 3 as far as I know.
Author's note: Sorry for the long delay! Writers block is a b*tch. Plus school isn't being much help either, big exams next month *shudders*, real life sucks. *mutters under breath* there would also be the parties and general hyper hanging out as well that might contribute a tiny bit *cough* :D so after long pondering and general head against wall whacking movement I got the next chapter. Oh yeah THANK YOU! For all the great reviews for the last chapter, they really mean a lot to me :) Ok so on with the story…
Chapter 4
Nothing. That is my world. No movement, no touch, no sound. No sound…well there is those times where if I have the energy, in the distance, there are tiny almost inaudible voices. I feel some how they have a connection to me in some way but I can't put my finger on it.
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"Good morning, how are we today?"
"Still not talking I see. Ok, I'm going to clean you up a bit, it will sting only a little."
"Ok then maybe not." A sigh, "You know what, I'm going to be honest for once. Well I'm always honest I might just not tell the whole truth. But this time I will. I need you. Beka needs you. Rommie needs you. Dylan and Tyr need you and not to add any pressure but the universe needs you as well. I don't want to imagine what is going to happen if you die, but I know it will get really, really bad. That is why you need to hang in there." A sniff, "please?"
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"Trance?"
"Over here! Hurry, he doesn't have long."
Gasps, and scrambling feet still.
"Oh my god…"
A female voice. I recognise it but don't know how.
"Bring the medical bag over here quickly."
A beeping.
"Rommie, help get this boulder off his leg, careful, try not to move him."
"Ok lets get him to the Maru!"
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A symphony of sound now fills my void. Humming, beeping and the occasional visitors I get in the form of disembodied voices. I don't find them frightening though, quite the opposite.
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"How is he doing?"
"Not good. He's stable but I don't know how long for."
Silence.
"What about his leg and dataport?"
"Myself and Andromeda have done everything we can, the medical equipment onboard simply isn't capable of treating his injuries. If there's any hope for him surviving, we have to take him to Sintii as soon as possible."
A discouraged sigh.
"I'll tell Beka to set a course immediately. Keep me posted."
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"Little man, you have prevailed over much greater odds that were stacked against you; fight and beat this one. I have fought the magog with you, side by side, armed only with a knife. You survived the hell you lovingly call Earth. As I've said before, there is fire in your blood. You've used it before and it is now time to use it again."
"When you wake up, I will help you through this, I promise, and I will keep that promise for however long it takes Little man."
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"Hey Shorty, me again. Good news, we'll be at Sintii soon, so we'll get you all fixed up. Bad news, place is dull without you around. I think Tyr even misses your non-stop chattering and I'm sure Andromeda is a little sluggish since your little mishap and…"
"Trance! He's waking up!"
"…Harper?"
TBC……..
Ok thought I'd try something new in this chapter, hope it was too painful hehe. Drop me a buzz to tell me what you think if you have time :)