Rommie sat limp in a corner. The Shadowers had turned her off just before Dylan and Tyr tried to escape. They also turned off the sensors. The rest of the ship had no idea what was going on in that room. Dylan edged over to Beka. She was sitting alone imagining what it would be like if Harper was there, with them. "It's not fair. He hadn't done anything. He was just being Harper. Why does he always have to be late? Why can't he ever take life seriously? It's like every thing's a joke. I miss him so much." She said never looking up. Dylan got even more worried when he heard this statement. Letting people know how she felt and not being sarcastic in serious situations was very uncharacteristic of Beka. "Don't worry about that now. We have to get out of here before any of us get hurt. You saw what they did to Harper. I can't let that happen to any of you." Dylan said optimistically. "Tell me what's bothering you." " Its trance. I've never seen he like this. Sometimes I think that she thinks that the hole universe it on her shoulders and that its up to her to keep it together. She takes everything personally, like it if something goes wrong she feels like it's her fault. She just takes everything in without a word but I can tell that it matters. I can't imagine what her and I go through, but I think that it's a lot worse then she puts on." "We'll figure it out after we get out or here." Dylan said it with such confidence that even Tyr would have believed it. The guard that was standing in front of them all of a sudden looked up and walking up to Beka. "I suggest that you SHUT UP if you want to keep you pretty little face the way it is" he sneered and caressed her cheek with the flat side of the dagger hard enough draw blood. "We were sent to find that one. Not you. I could kill you if I wanted." He said it with such a sneer of delight that their hearts started pounding. One of the other guards stood up. "Hey. I don't want to have to explain a dead body. No touchier or killing until after she is delivered. Then you can do what you want with the others." The guard dropped his knife and stepped away. The temptation to kill was so strong. It was as much her fault as it was the other