My first fanfic that I have ever written without any of my friends help so I hope it paid off.any constructive criticism is appreciated.
Love lurks in mysterious places
"Dylan. I am detecting a ship ten light minutes out. It has extensive battle damage." Andromeda announced to her captain. Dylan had been sitting at his desk reading a flexi Harper had prepared about spare parts and system upgrades.

"Any life signs?" Dylan asked looking up at the hologram.

"Just one. A female, but I can't identify the species." The hologram replied sounding a bit perplexed because she could not identify the woman's species.

"Plot an intercept course. Call everyone to command." Dylan replied getting up from his chair and making his way toward command.

Dylan, Beka, Trance, Tyr, and Rommie were all in command. They were all waiting for Harper and growing impatient.

"Where's Harper?" Dylan finally asked with a sigh.

"In his quarters with privacy mode engaged." Rommie announced.

"Well, override it." Dylan replied annoyed with the answer. Rommie closed her eyes and concentrated all her energy on overriding the privacy mode command. Suddenly her eyes shot open.

"I can't." Rommie practically yelled in surprise and anger.

"What do you mean you can't?" Beka asked.

"I mean. Harper has reconfigured my privacy mode settings on his quarters and I can't override it." Andromeda's mainframe persona replied to the questioned.

"I'll retrieve the boy." Tyr said with a growl and already heading for the door.

"No! I'll get him." Dylan suggested for fear of Tyr's temper on Harper's fragile body. He left the room.

Meanwhile in Harper's quarters:

Harper lay on his bed. He had been rolling over almost constantly unable to get comfortable. Finally settling comfortably on his stomach he reached down under his bed and pulled out a very old photo album. He brought it up from the floor and set on the bed in front of him. Gently lifting the fragile faded, worn cover, Harper's eyes filled with tears as he looked at the first page. What was once a lovely, clean, white page was now looked upon as a worn, faded, torn, yellow one, but the words shown threw. In the center, well almost the center, there was written in the ancient language of Earth that only a few mudfoots still knew. Written lovingly in black ink were the words:

To Shay on his sixth birthday

Love, Mom, Dad, Brendan, and Kim.
The tears flowed down his cheeks and he made absolutely no effort to stop them. He longingly ran his fingers over the faded words. Taking in a ragged breath.

"I love you guys, and I miss you so much", was squeaked out through the rears. With a sniffle, Seamus turned the page. On it was a large, very old style picture. In the back was a man no more than twenty-nine, next to him was a woman who looked no more than twenty. In front of the two of them was a clan of children, and all of them actually looked happy. In the center of the trio was a young girl of about seven, on her right was a boy who looked to be about ten, and finally on the girl's left there was a boy only six, but looked younger. He held the hand of the woman behind him and a smile from ear to ear.

Smiling slightly Harper ran one hand over his face and used the other to close the book. Taking in a deep breath Harper said:

"Happy birthday, Shay." The tears were still falling uncontrollably as Harper tried to control them. He began wiping them away with his sleeve when there was a pounding at the door. Harper's eyes grew as his as saucers. 'SHIT!" he thought.

"Uh.who is it?"

"Harper, it's Dylan. Open the door."

"Umm.Just a sec." Harper yelled while frantically trying to clear the tears from his face.