Echoes of future past, part 11
Beka found Tyr in the gym, the place he went to when he needed time to think. She stood just inside the hatch, her arms rapping around her body unconsciously, "We need to talk: we can't put it off any longer." Tyr nodded, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel, "Ship, engage privacy mode." Andromeda's voice came from a speaker in the ceiling, "Privacy mode engaged."
Tyr stood and walked over to Beka, "I know I once told you that I could never be attracted to a non- Nietzschean woman, but I think we both know that that is not true." Beka smiled slightly, "I kind of guessed that last month." She rested her hands on her stomach, "The question is, where do WE go from here, now we know the end result of these feelings?" Tyr took her hands and held them gently, "I think I love you Beka: I've never felt like this before. Nietzscheans aren't meant to feel like this for anyone but their children, but it's how I feel for you."
Beka was speechless: she had never seen Tyr like this before, so tender and open about his feelings. She smiled softly, "I think I love you to. I know that it's a bit early in this relationship to contemplate having children, but that decision's been taken for us." Tyr smiled, running a hand down the side of her face, "True, but having meet Ryan, I know that any children I have with you will make us both proud." Beka smiled as she leaned forward and kissed him.
Dylan was sat at his desk, trying to get through some of the paperwork that having a full crew again generated. He was grateful for the interruption when the door chimed, "Enter." He raised his eyebrow slightly when Beka and Tyr entered, hand in hand, "And what can I do for the two of you?" Tyr looked surprisingly nervous, so Beka took the lead, "We want to get married, as soon as possible." Dylan's eyes went wide for a second, then his face exploded in a broad grin. He stood and shook their hands, "Congratulations our in order I suppose!"
Tyr seemed to relax, "We would like you to perform the marriage here, on the Andromeda." Dylan's face lit-up, "I'd be honoured! When are you planning to have the ceremony?" Beka blushed, "Is tomorrow to soon?" Dylan was forced to take a step back with shock, "Well, it's a bit short notice, but we should be able to arrange something. Where would you like the ceremony held?" Beka gripped Tyr's hand tightly "We thought the observation deck would be best. We want it to be a small event, just our close friends: just you, Rommie, Ryan, Andromeda, Trance and Harper."
Dylan looked at Tyr, his eyebrow raised, "Since when did you start calling ether Rommie or Andromeda by their names, or even talking about them as separate entity's?" Tyr seemed to blush slightly, "I've had to re-asses a lot of my 'Nietzschean' thinking since Ryan arrived." He grinned slightly, "Maybe you 'inferiors' have something going for you after all."
TBC
Beka found Tyr in the gym, the place he went to when he needed time to think. She stood just inside the hatch, her arms rapping around her body unconsciously, "We need to talk: we can't put it off any longer." Tyr nodded, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel, "Ship, engage privacy mode." Andromeda's voice came from a speaker in the ceiling, "Privacy mode engaged."
Tyr stood and walked over to Beka, "I know I once told you that I could never be attracted to a non- Nietzschean woman, but I think we both know that that is not true." Beka smiled slightly, "I kind of guessed that last month." She rested her hands on her stomach, "The question is, where do WE go from here, now we know the end result of these feelings?" Tyr took her hands and held them gently, "I think I love you Beka: I've never felt like this before. Nietzscheans aren't meant to feel like this for anyone but their children, but it's how I feel for you."
Beka was speechless: she had never seen Tyr like this before, so tender and open about his feelings. She smiled softly, "I think I love you to. I know that it's a bit early in this relationship to contemplate having children, but that decision's been taken for us." Tyr smiled, running a hand down the side of her face, "True, but having meet Ryan, I know that any children I have with you will make us both proud." Beka smiled as she leaned forward and kissed him.
Dylan was sat at his desk, trying to get through some of the paperwork that having a full crew again generated. He was grateful for the interruption when the door chimed, "Enter." He raised his eyebrow slightly when Beka and Tyr entered, hand in hand, "And what can I do for the two of you?" Tyr looked surprisingly nervous, so Beka took the lead, "We want to get married, as soon as possible." Dylan's eyes went wide for a second, then his face exploded in a broad grin. He stood and shook their hands, "Congratulations our in order I suppose!"
Tyr seemed to relax, "We would like you to perform the marriage here, on the Andromeda." Dylan's face lit-up, "I'd be honoured! When are you planning to have the ceremony?" Beka blushed, "Is tomorrow to soon?" Dylan was forced to take a step back with shock, "Well, it's a bit short notice, but we should be able to arrange something. Where would you like the ceremony held?" Beka gripped Tyr's hand tightly "We thought the observation deck would be best. We want it to be a small event, just our close friends: just you, Rommie, Ryan, Andromeda, Trance and Harper."
Dylan looked at Tyr, his eyebrow raised, "Since when did you start calling ether Rommie or Andromeda by their names, or even talking about them as separate entity's?" Tyr seemed to blush slightly, "I've had to re-asses a lot of my 'Nietzschean' thinking since Ryan arrived." He grinned slightly, "Maybe you 'inferiors' have something going for you after all."
TBC
