A.N. Thanks everyone for all of the reviews. And yes in this chapter I
will be getting to what is wrong with Harper (I love him, it's not like I'm
gonna kill him off or something). This one may not have much humor in it
because I haven't been in a very humorous mood, so, yah know. Anyway,
again, I just loved all of the reviews and hope to get many more and as
always constructive criticism helps.
~Love~ Kitty!
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Trance took-off after Dylan; Isa was about to go too, but Beka stopped her.
"What?" Isa asked, wondering why Beka had stopped her.
"If I find out that you've hurt him in any way, shape, or form I'll hunt you down." Beka's tone was absolutely sincere, which made it terrifying.
"But Beka I didn't-" Isa was actually scared.
"Shut up....You better watch it." She turned and left. Isa just stood there petrified. After a few moments she shook her head.
"Okay, Beka is not what I need to be worried about. Because I didn't do anything. I don't need to worry about that. I. Need. To. Worry. About. Seamus." She took a deep breath and ran out the door. She ran to the end of the corridor and stopped dead in her tracks, "Oh, Crap!" She said, not expecting an answer, because she was just sort-of thinking out loud.
"What?" Rommie's mainframe self appeared in a screen.
"Uh, nothin. I just forgot how to get to medical. Yah know, not that it matters."
"Why doesn't it matter?"
"Because Beka's gonna tell Seamus that I hurt him, but I didn't. He won't believe me, and he'll really have me, and I think he was really getting used to being around me. Oh, well."
"Isa, Harper knows that it wasn't you. It will all be okay. Go to the right, and medical is the third door on your right."
"Thank you." Isa hurried off to medical. 'Okay, one......two.....Three....this has to be it.' Isa thought as she passed by the first two doors stopping at the third, "Rommie is this it?"
"Yes." Isa nodded in acknowledgement. She didn't go in. She just stood there, staring at the door, "You can go in, you know that, right?" The only response to Andromeda's question was just another vague nod. The only identification that she wasn't just 'The standing dead' was her respiratory and hear rates, "Isa?" Andromeda asked, trying to get her attention, "What are you doing?"
"I'm--I'm just going to wait here for a while." Her voice was shaky and uneven, "Just--Just make sure he's okay."
"I will." With that the voice of Andromeda ceased to speak to Isa (for now anyway). Isa backed up until she was against the wall, then she slid down it, wrapped her arms around her legs/knees, rested her chin on them, and focused her eyes on the door.
"Will he be alright?" Beka asked desperately.
"I don't know Beka. Did be seem to be feeling alright when he was in command earlier?" Trance asked, trying to make sense of what happened.
"He said he'd been really tired lately." She replied, her voice asking 'what 's this got to do with anything?'
"That's it!" Trance exclaimed after hearing the statement.
"What?" Dylan asked wondering what was it.
"Rommie, what has Harper eaten in the last three days?" Trance seemed to be the only one who knew what she was talking about.
"He has had mild, water, a turkey sandwich, and a piece of toast." Her disembodied voice replied.
"No Sparky?" Trance asked.
"None."
"I still don't understand." Beka said. Trance smiled and nodded. She then injected Harper with something while explaining.
"Harper hasn't had a drop of sugar in his system for three days. Because his body is accustomed to having it, he can't really go long without it. So, I've injected him with a, well, the best way to put it would be to call it liquid sugar. It's kind of ironic though."
"What is, Trance?" Dylan asked.
"The fact that we are always lecturing Harper on how he shouldn't have so much sugar, and when he finally listens to us, he gets sick."
"Year, you right. It is a little ironic." Beka said, thinking about what she had told Isa, "I'm gonna to tell Isa he's okay." She turned around and walked to the door. She opened it to find a weary pair of eyes looking at her. Isa was really hoping Beka wouldn't be the first one out the door; she gulped. Beka walked over and sat next to her. Isa's eyes followed her the entire time, "Look, Isa, I'm sorry about what I said before. I guess I'm just a little protective of Harper."
"It's okay." Isa replied quietly. 'God, she sounds more like she's nine then--how old is she?' Beka thought after hearing Isa's reply.
"No. No it's not alright, but maybe I can make it up to you."
"How?"
"By letting you know that Harper will be alright."
"He will?"
"Yes, he will."
"What was wrong?"
"Just a little sugar deprivation."
"Oh."
"You wanna go see him?"
"Can I?" 'Now she sounds more like a five-year-old on Christmas eve.' Beka thought.
"Yeah." Beka replied after standing up. She extended a hand to help Isa up; Isa took it hesitantly. Beka took her into medical and over to the bed where Harper lay; still unconscious. Isa looked at him, inadvertently, showing off the huge crush she had on him. She brushed a few loose strands of hair out of his face and gently caressed his cheek. She was lost in her own little world. Just her and Harper.
"You've really got it bad, huh?" Dylan asked with a smile on his face. Isa stopped stroking Harper's cheek and rested her hand on his chest. Then she turned to Dylan and smiled.
"Is it that obvious?" Isa asked, but already knew the answer.
"Oh yeah." Beka said from her left.
"But it's really cute." Trance said. Sounding a lot like her old purple self.
"Yeah, well, sedulity isn't my strong suite."
"It shows." Beka agreed. The door swooshed open to reveal none other then Rev Bem, holding a can of Sparky Cola.
" Rev, please don't tell me you've started drinking Sparky." Dylan said sarcastically. Rev laughed and came in.
"What's Sparky Cola?" Isa asked.
"That's really a 'Harper' question." Trance said as she giggled at the thought of Rev drinking Sparky Cola.
"I brought it for Harper. He may want one when he wakes up." Rev said, putting the Cola on the counter.
"He'll need one." Trance said seriously, but not too seriously.
"I remember the last time Rev had Sparky Cola." Beka said dredging up the memory. Rev grimaced at the memory.
"Whoa! Rev had Sparky Cola?" Trance asked amazed.
"Yep. Harper still wasn't used to Rev. It was just the three of us. I was piloting, Harper was working in the engine room, and Rev was doing something; I don't know what. And as far as I know, Harper had almost and entire can of Sparky in a glass. It was on the counter and looked like water. Rev, I guess, drank the whole thing. He was so Hyper, he was literally bouncing off the walls of a week."
"I have stayed away from any beverage Harper has left out ever since." Rev concluded. Everyone was laughing about the story (except Harper).
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Trance took-off after Dylan; Isa was about to go too, but Beka stopped her.
"What?" Isa asked, wondering why Beka had stopped her.
"If I find out that you've hurt him in any way, shape, or form I'll hunt you down." Beka's tone was absolutely sincere, which made it terrifying.
"But Beka I didn't-" Isa was actually scared.
"Shut up....You better watch it." She turned and left. Isa just stood there petrified. After a few moments she shook her head.
"Okay, Beka is not what I need to be worried about. Because I didn't do anything. I don't need to worry about that. I. Need. To. Worry. About. Seamus." She took a deep breath and ran out the door. She ran to the end of the corridor and stopped dead in her tracks, "Oh, Crap!" She said, not expecting an answer, because she was just sort-of thinking out loud.
"What?" Rommie's mainframe self appeared in a screen.
"Uh, nothin. I just forgot how to get to medical. Yah know, not that it matters."
"Why doesn't it matter?"
"Because Beka's gonna tell Seamus that I hurt him, but I didn't. He won't believe me, and he'll really have me, and I think he was really getting used to being around me. Oh, well."
"Isa, Harper knows that it wasn't you. It will all be okay. Go to the right, and medical is the third door on your right."
"Thank you." Isa hurried off to medical. 'Okay, one......two.....Three....this has to be it.' Isa thought as she passed by the first two doors stopping at the third, "Rommie is this it?"
"Yes." Isa nodded in acknowledgement. She didn't go in. She just stood there, staring at the door, "You can go in, you know that, right?" The only response to Andromeda's question was just another vague nod. The only identification that she wasn't just 'The standing dead' was her respiratory and hear rates, "Isa?" Andromeda asked, trying to get her attention, "What are you doing?"
"I'm--I'm just going to wait here for a while." Her voice was shaky and uneven, "Just--Just make sure he's okay."
"I will." With that the voice of Andromeda ceased to speak to Isa (for now anyway). Isa backed up until she was against the wall, then she slid down it, wrapped her arms around her legs/knees, rested her chin on them, and focused her eyes on the door.
"Will he be alright?" Beka asked desperately.
"I don't know Beka. Did be seem to be feeling alright when he was in command earlier?" Trance asked, trying to make sense of what happened.
"He said he'd been really tired lately." She replied, her voice asking 'what 's this got to do with anything?'
"That's it!" Trance exclaimed after hearing the statement.
"What?" Dylan asked wondering what was it.
"Rommie, what has Harper eaten in the last three days?" Trance seemed to be the only one who knew what she was talking about.
"He has had mild, water, a turkey sandwich, and a piece of toast." Her disembodied voice replied.
"No Sparky?" Trance asked.
"None."
"I still don't understand." Beka said. Trance smiled and nodded. She then injected Harper with something while explaining.
"Harper hasn't had a drop of sugar in his system for three days. Because his body is accustomed to having it, he can't really go long without it. So, I've injected him with a, well, the best way to put it would be to call it liquid sugar. It's kind of ironic though."
"What is, Trance?" Dylan asked.
"The fact that we are always lecturing Harper on how he shouldn't have so much sugar, and when he finally listens to us, he gets sick."
"Year, you right. It is a little ironic." Beka said, thinking about what she had told Isa, "I'm gonna to tell Isa he's okay." She turned around and walked to the door. She opened it to find a weary pair of eyes looking at her. Isa was really hoping Beka wouldn't be the first one out the door; she gulped. Beka walked over and sat next to her. Isa's eyes followed her the entire time, "Look, Isa, I'm sorry about what I said before. I guess I'm just a little protective of Harper."
"It's okay." Isa replied quietly. 'God, she sounds more like she's nine then--how old is she?' Beka thought after hearing Isa's reply.
"No. No it's not alright, but maybe I can make it up to you."
"How?"
"By letting you know that Harper will be alright."
"He will?"
"Yes, he will."
"What was wrong?"
"Just a little sugar deprivation."
"Oh."
"You wanna go see him?"
"Can I?" 'Now she sounds more like a five-year-old on Christmas eve.' Beka thought.
"Yeah." Beka replied after standing up. She extended a hand to help Isa up; Isa took it hesitantly. Beka took her into medical and over to the bed where Harper lay; still unconscious. Isa looked at him, inadvertently, showing off the huge crush she had on him. She brushed a few loose strands of hair out of his face and gently caressed his cheek. She was lost in her own little world. Just her and Harper.
"You've really got it bad, huh?" Dylan asked with a smile on his face. Isa stopped stroking Harper's cheek and rested her hand on his chest. Then she turned to Dylan and smiled.
"Is it that obvious?" Isa asked, but already knew the answer.
"Oh yeah." Beka said from her left.
"But it's really cute." Trance said. Sounding a lot like her old purple self.
"Yeah, well, sedulity isn't my strong suite."
"It shows." Beka agreed. The door swooshed open to reveal none other then Rev Bem, holding a can of Sparky Cola.
" Rev, please don't tell me you've started drinking Sparky." Dylan said sarcastically. Rev laughed and came in.
"What's Sparky Cola?" Isa asked.
"That's really a 'Harper' question." Trance said as she giggled at the thought of Rev drinking Sparky Cola.
"I brought it for Harper. He may want one when he wakes up." Rev said, putting the Cola on the counter.
"He'll need one." Trance said seriously, but not too seriously.
"I remember the last time Rev had Sparky Cola." Beka said dredging up the memory. Rev grimaced at the memory.
"Whoa! Rev had Sparky Cola?" Trance asked amazed.
"Yep. Harper still wasn't used to Rev. It was just the three of us. I was piloting, Harper was working in the engine room, and Rev was doing something; I don't know what. And as far as I know, Harper had almost and entire can of Sparky in a glass. It was on the counter and looked like water. Rev, I guess, drank the whole thing. He was so Hyper, he was literally bouncing off the walls of a week."
"I have stayed away from any beverage Harper has left out ever since." Rev concluded. Everyone was laughing about the story (except Harper).
