Thanks for all the nice comments (((guys))) . Sorry this is so short I promise a longer bit soon :D

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Dylan and Beka ran into the room seconds later. Tyr stood over the boy's body.

"What have you done?" Roared Beka shoving past him towards Harper.

"Mr. Anasazi care to explain what the Hell is going on?"

Tyr sighed his anger depleted. "He was risking all of our lives he wouldn't listen to reason."

Tyr stared at him coldly. "Leave now we will discuss the repercussions after I am sure Harper is okay."

Tyr shrugged seemingly indifferent but he to was worried. Not about Dylan but about the boy. He slowly sauntered towards the door and looked back to where Dylan and Beka hovered over Harper. "Do you need my help getting him to medical." "You've done enough." Snarled Beka. He looked at her a moment then turned and walked away.

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Two hours later

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Harper blinked a couple of times. Where the hell? Ah, he had been here many times. He was in medical. Beka stood by his bed her arms crossed and she was glaring at him.

"Well are you going to lay there all day!?"

Crap, he was in trouble again. "Good morning to you to sunshine." Harper sat up slowly. He probed his head with his fingers and winched.

"Just what the hell do you think you were doing! Dylan gave you a direct order."

Harper could practically see steam coming from her ears. He didn't care and sneered back. "Rommie is hurt."

Beka let out an exasperated sigh. "She's not dead only off line. Your needed else were."

"Damn it! How can you not understand! Her generators are losing integrity. If we don't fix her now she will never be the same!" He was on his feet now clenching and unclenching hands. His fingers dug in to his palms leaving red ridges.

Beka grabbed his shoulders and looked directly into his eyes. "Listen to me. We have to get through this. we'll save her as soon as possible. You've lived through wars you know that priorities need to be made."

Harper swore angry tears filling his eyes. "You sound like Brendan and I won't do it. I won't leave her to die. Not like before. I won't." Harper turned away from Beka.

Beka's whispered voice filled the sudden silence. "Seamus. you've never abandoned Rommie."

"Not Rommie. someone else." His voice caught in his throat. "This time I won't break faith."

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Same time in the Officers quarters.

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Tyr watched Dylan pace back and forth in the small area. He stood passively.for now leaning against the room's doorframe.

"Mr. Anasazi I thought we were on the same side."

"For the most part." He kept his tone distant uncaring yet he was curious.

"Then why the hell did you attack our only engineer!?"

"Dead or alive right now he's useless. I don't think logic would have worked do you?"

Dylan was furious and although he didn't agree with Tyr attacking Harper he knew Tyr was right. "Then tell me did starting a brawl work any better." "It made me feel better." Tyr tried for a small joke but it fell flat.

Dylan started to pace again. "The Drago's could attack again at any time. I need my crew to be able to work together. But I don't have time to play referee." Dylan paused looking at Tyr. "Do you consider yourself a strategist Mr. Anasazi?"

"I am many things."

"Most of a battle is fought with out firing a shot. It is won through intelligence.information. We need to know where the Drago's are hiding and what their next move is. I also need to get my ship working we need parts and repairs."

"And your point?"

"I am sending you and Mr. Harper on a reconnaissance mission. You will get parts, information and you will find away to work together."

Tyr had to admit he hadn't expected that. "The boy will only hinder my movements."

"But he knows more about parts then the both of use put together. We need both and this is not a request."

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TBC. Coming up soon.ROADTRIP!!!

Sorry so short