The search for sanity
By Natta
Summary: When all the male members of Andromeda are drugged to act strangely, Rommie, Beka and Trance has to take matters in their own hands and get their sanity back. Set in the beginning of the second season. I'm a Beka/Tyr shipper so don't blame me for this chapter, blame.someone else.
Disclaimer: Andromeda is owned? Well, since I only accidently used the same names and everything for this fic I don't have to write anthing here. Okay, so someone else than me owns Andromeda and I only own my sick brain. Life sucks.
*~*This is the PG-13 version of chapter 3. I've only removed the sex parts, so it still contains violence and implied rape*~*
'You,' said Tyr and quickly turned around. Beka almost didn't hear him, she had actually nearly fallen asleep by just standing there for hours. She almost envied Trance and Rommie who had cleaning duty. At least they could talk to each other, she wasn't even allowed to move. She had tried to listen to their conversation to entertain herself a little, but found that she had a hard time not to giggle so she stopped. Now her head quickly turned towards Tyr. She didn't think it was "her place" to answer him so she just looked at him to show she had heard what he said.
'Come with me,' he said and left command without looking at her. Beka just shrugged and followed him as no one else seemed to mind. She found it was hard to keep up with him but figured he probably wanted her to walk behind him anyway. On the way through the corridors they met Rommie and Trance who was still cleaning the walls and floor. When they saw Tyr they stopped talking to each other and concentrated on their task. When Beka passed them they glanced at her questionly through the Seka, and she shrugged towards them. She had no idea what was going on. When they had turned around a corner, Trance looked at Rommie.
'Where do you think they were going?' she asked. Rommie shrugged.
'Probably somewhere so she could wash his clothes or lick his feet clean or something,' she said with her voice filled with sarcasm.
'Well, it's hardly anything dangerous,' said Trance but her voice didn't sound completely sure. There was a few quiet moments when they were only cleaning, Rommie hard and irritated and Trance more thoughtfully and quiet. Finally, Rommie threw her rag on the floor.
'It's just no use!' she exclaimed. 'This is going to take a million years! I'm just too big to be cleaned like this, with rags! And if we really should clean the whole ship with rags, we'd need to be at least.' she thought for a moment. 'A few thousand people!' She looked to Trance to get support but the purple girl didn't seem to be listening.
'Yeah. Rommie, I'm a bit worried. Could you locate them, I'd feel much better if I knew where she was.'
'Trance, why do you worry? He's just going to get her to clean or something.' Trance shook her head.
'Well, I can't explain it, I just feel bad about it. Please, can't you just check?' Rommie rolled her eyes, but closed them and when she opened them again, she had a frown on her face (Well, Trance couldn't see that of course) and her eyes looked confused.
'In Tyr's quarters.' She shook her head. 'Well, that room is bound to get as dirty as the rest of the ship.' She was quiet for a moment.
'Although I suppose I could send my AI to check what's going on.' Trance looked happy, but it faded when Rommie shook her head.
'No I can't. They seem to have done something with her. I can't access her. I suppose we can fix that when everything's back to normal.' Trance nodded and tried to tell her brain that everything wold be okay. Nothing bad was going to happen to Beka.
'There is only one chance to 93 that what happens to Beka would be something really bad.' She swallowed. But what about those feelings she had?
****
Beka slowly walked into Tyr's quarters. She had been here before, when he had offered her dinner and then bluntly stated that he could never have a relationship with a human woman. The statement had saddened her more than she had shown him. She shook her head slightly and focused on the Tyr in front of her now. He circled her and stood on the other side of her, so that he was closer to the door. She frowned, not really sure what it was he wanted her to do. He took a step closer to her and for a moment, she thought he looked like the normal Tyr again.
'Take off the Seka, he said.' Beka's eyes grew wide with joy and disbelief. She threw the Seka off.
'Tyr, you're back to normal! How long do you think it will take for the others?' Her happiness was quickly cut off when he slapped her face hard.
'Be quiet,' he yelled.
'Okay,' Beka thought. 'He's not back to normal.' Tyr was watching her closely from her blonde hair, down to her blue-green eyes, the full lips, breasts, her slender waist all the way down to the black military boots. She wouldn't mind him just looking at her, he had done that many times before when he though she wasn't watching, but she didn't like the way his eyes looked when he did it. She didn't dare to say something though as he apparently was still in his drugged state.
'Okay,' he said after a little while. 'Take off the rest.' Her eyes widened and she took a step back, slowly shaking her head.'
'No,' she half-whispered. 'This isn't happening.' Tyr looked angry.
'Didn't you hear what I said? Remove your clothing!' She stepped away from him, all the time shaking her head. Tears were forming in her eyes and running down her cheek. She was very afraid of what was to come. Enraged, Tyr took some quick steps up to her and despite her attempts to get away, he hit her face hard so she fell down on the floor. Blood was trickling from her lip and she tried to get up, but he was too quick. He grabbed her hair and dragged her up. Her eyes, shining with fear stared right into his brown eyes that clearly showed he wasn't Tyr. That sight of her eyes staring into his like that was something he'd never forget in his whole life, despite his futile attempts. He let go of her hair and gave her another blow in the face that sent her backwards, causing her head to hit a table hard and a heap of books fell down on her. She desperatly tried to use her fighting skills, but he had already got an upper hand.
'Please Tyr,' she whispered. 'You're going to regret this. Please don't.' But that only seemed to make him even more enraged.
'You're not going to tell me what to do!' he screamed and pulled her up from the floor. He pushed her so she went right into a wall and hit it hard. She heard a cracking sound and felt an intense pain shooting up in her left arm. She sank down on the floor, not able to try and fight him anymore.
'Good lord,' she whimpered. 'Help me, please.' Tyr went over to her and pulled her up, surprisingly enough more gently this time.
'There,' he said. 'I think you've learned your lesson. Now, you've lost the priviliege of taking off the clothes on your own, so I'll do it for you.' He was quick and soon her clothes lay in a heap on the floor and Beka's shivering body was completely naked. Tyr pressed his lips against her's in a hard kiss and forced in his tounge, nearly choking her. When he took it out, she decided for one last try.
'Help!' she screamed the loudest she could even though she knew no one would come.
****
'Help!' Trance and Rommie heard the call and were immediately at their feet.
'That was Beka,' Trance stated, her voice shivering. Rommie, we've got to do something.
'Yes,' Rommie agreed. 'Come on!' They ran together all the way to Tyr's quarters where they stopped outside. The doors didn't open.
'I'll see if I can open them manually,' said Rommie and started her attempts to override the codes. Trance tried to pull the doors open, desperatly.
****
Beka stopped breating. Rommie and Trance were outside! Maybe they could help her.
'Rommie! Tra-' a large hand over her mouth prevented her from saying anything else.
'You stay here,' said Tyr. 'If you even move, I'm going to beat you up so hard you wish you were never born, is that clear?' Beka only dared to nod. Tyr turned towards the door.
****
When they heard the hiss of doors opening, both Rommie and Trance's hearts took a leap, but they sank again when they saw the large man in the opening. The doors were so slightly opened, he covered it all up, so they couldn't see Beka in there.
'You two are to return to cleaning, or I'll give you a worse treatment than she had, is that clear?' He didn't wait for them to answer. 'I'd do it anyway really, but I just have more important business to tend to.' The doors closed and Rommie and Trance looked at each other.
'Something really bad is going to happen,' Trance said in a small voice, 'and there's nothing we can do.'
****
Beka had heard Tyr's "conversation" with her friends and now he was walking back to her.
'Silly girl,' he said and took her hand in a gesture of false gentleness. She winced in pain, it was the hand she had hurt and by the look in his face, he was fully aware of that.
'What did you think would happen,' he continued. I have a forcelance in my belt, you could never take me down. And even if you could, Dylan would know and you would be gravely punished. Don't you understand it's better to co- operate with me now?' Beka didn't answer, she just looked at him, her eyes still shining with fear but now also acceptance. She knew what was going to happen to her, and she also knew there was nothing she could do about it. Tyr took a step away and started to undress. Beka looked in another direction, not wanting to see, it would be easier to pretend that it wasn't really happening if she didn't look.
'Please, this would be a very good time to wake up,' she thought, clenching her eyes shut. But right then, Tyr scooped her up in his arms and started to carry her toward the bed.
****
Rommie and Trance could hardly clean anymore, they were too worried about their friend. Suddenly, they saw her stumbling towards them. She was wearing the Seka, so they couldn't see her all that well, but Trance rushed up to her and embraced her. Beka fell to her knees and Trance followed. She was clearly weeping and she flinched when Trance touched her arm.
'Come on,' said Trance softly. 'Let's go to the med bay.' Beka and Rommie followed her to her working place. Well there, Trance told Beka to take off her Seka and so did she and Rommie. When Beka's was off, Trance gasped when she saw her friend's face. It was covered in bruises and where her lip was split, blood was still trickling down.
'Does it hurt really much?' Trance said with sympathy.
'Well,' Beka answered in a weak voice they didn't recognise, 'I had a blow on the head, but my arm's defenitly the worst.'
'Yes,' Trance stated as she examined it, 'it's broken.' She went over to a table and fetched some white bandage that she carefully wrapped around Beka's arm and then around her neck in a mitella.
'There,' she said. 'It'll have to do for now, we are a bit short of time.' Beka nodded, but her gaze was still turned down and tears shone in her eyes.
'Beka,' said Trance, 'what happened there was worse than it looks, wasn't it?' Beka could barely nod, if she spoke she was afraid she'd cry again.
'Come on,' said Rommie, 'let's go back and pretend we're cleaning and you can tell us there.' They followed her back.
'What happened?' asked Trance, 'what did he do to you?'
'Well first,' she started, 'he beat me up.'
'Why?' Rommie asked.
'Because,' she seemed to have a hard time saying it, 'because I.didn't, because I didn't take my clothes off.' Trance and Rommie gasped in unison.
'And.d-did you?' Trance had also started to stutter.
'No,' Beka said and she gave a sigh of relief. 'He did.' Trance's heart fell again.
'And that's when you came,' she continued. Both Trance and Rommie was on edge now, as when you see a really scary movie and know what's about to happen but you want to change it, you want to turn off and yet you have to see it.
'And when we had left?' Rommie asked, her voice shivering. Beka's tears were falling freely now.
'He.raped.me,' she managed to say through the tears. Trance, who was also crying embraced her hard, being careful with her arm though and rocked her back and forth as if she was a child. Rommie also joined in on the hug and they just stood there for a while, clinging on to each other as if there was nothing else in the world.
'This has to end,' Rommie thought. 'It's gone to far, and I'm going to kill the people who did this.' She looked at Beka and Trance, whom she had become very good friends with over the past years. She was a warship, she should've been able to protect them. But she hadn't. She had failed.
TBC
By Natta
Summary: When all the male members of Andromeda are drugged to act strangely, Rommie, Beka and Trance has to take matters in their own hands and get their sanity back. Set in the beginning of the second season. I'm a Beka/Tyr shipper so don't blame me for this chapter, blame.someone else.
Disclaimer: Andromeda is owned? Well, since I only accidently used the same names and everything for this fic I don't have to write anthing here. Okay, so someone else than me owns Andromeda and I only own my sick brain. Life sucks.
*~*This is the PG-13 version of chapter 3. I've only removed the sex parts, so it still contains violence and implied rape*~*
'You,' said Tyr and quickly turned around. Beka almost didn't hear him, she had actually nearly fallen asleep by just standing there for hours. She almost envied Trance and Rommie who had cleaning duty. At least they could talk to each other, she wasn't even allowed to move. She had tried to listen to their conversation to entertain herself a little, but found that she had a hard time not to giggle so she stopped. Now her head quickly turned towards Tyr. She didn't think it was "her place" to answer him so she just looked at him to show she had heard what he said.
'Come with me,' he said and left command without looking at her. Beka just shrugged and followed him as no one else seemed to mind. She found it was hard to keep up with him but figured he probably wanted her to walk behind him anyway. On the way through the corridors they met Rommie and Trance who was still cleaning the walls and floor. When they saw Tyr they stopped talking to each other and concentrated on their task. When Beka passed them they glanced at her questionly through the Seka, and she shrugged towards them. She had no idea what was going on. When they had turned around a corner, Trance looked at Rommie.
'Where do you think they were going?' she asked. Rommie shrugged.
'Probably somewhere so she could wash his clothes or lick his feet clean or something,' she said with her voice filled with sarcasm.
'Well, it's hardly anything dangerous,' said Trance but her voice didn't sound completely sure. There was a few quiet moments when they were only cleaning, Rommie hard and irritated and Trance more thoughtfully and quiet. Finally, Rommie threw her rag on the floor.
'It's just no use!' she exclaimed. 'This is going to take a million years! I'm just too big to be cleaned like this, with rags! And if we really should clean the whole ship with rags, we'd need to be at least.' she thought for a moment. 'A few thousand people!' She looked to Trance to get support but the purple girl didn't seem to be listening.
'Yeah. Rommie, I'm a bit worried. Could you locate them, I'd feel much better if I knew where she was.'
'Trance, why do you worry? He's just going to get her to clean or something.' Trance shook her head.
'Well, I can't explain it, I just feel bad about it. Please, can't you just check?' Rommie rolled her eyes, but closed them and when she opened them again, she had a frown on her face (Well, Trance couldn't see that of course) and her eyes looked confused.
'In Tyr's quarters.' She shook her head. 'Well, that room is bound to get as dirty as the rest of the ship.' She was quiet for a moment.
'Although I suppose I could send my AI to check what's going on.' Trance looked happy, but it faded when Rommie shook her head.
'No I can't. They seem to have done something with her. I can't access her. I suppose we can fix that when everything's back to normal.' Trance nodded and tried to tell her brain that everything wold be okay. Nothing bad was going to happen to Beka.
'There is only one chance to 93 that what happens to Beka would be something really bad.' She swallowed. But what about those feelings she had?
****
Beka slowly walked into Tyr's quarters. She had been here before, when he had offered her dinner and then bluntly stated that he could never have a relationship with a human woman. The statement had saddened her more than she had shown him. She shook her head slightly and focused on the Tyr in front of her now. He circled her and stood on the other side of her, so that he was closer to the door. She frowned, not really sure what it was he wanted her to do. He took a step closer to her and for a moment, she thought he looked like the normal Tyr again.
'Take off the Seka, he said.' Beka's eyes grew wide with joy and disbelief. She threw the Seka off.
'Tyr, you're back to normal! How long do you think it will take for the others?' Her happiness was quickly cut off when he slapped her face hard.
'Be quiet,' he yelled.
'Okay,' Beka thought. 'He's not back to normal.' Tyr was watching her closely from her blonde hair, down to her blue-green eyes, the full lips, breasts, her slender waist all the way down to the black military boots. She wouldn't mind him just looking at her, he had done that many times before when he though she wasn't watching, but she didn't like the way his eyes looked when he did it. She didn't dare to say something though as he apparently was still in his drugged state.
'Okay,' he said after a little while. 'Take off the rest.' Her eyes widened and she took a step back, slowly shaking her head.'
'No,' she half-whispered. 'This isn't happening.' Tyr looked angry.
'Didn't you hear what I said? Remove your clothing!' She stepped away from him, all the time shaking her head. Tears were forming in her eyes and running down her cheek. She was very afraid of what was to come. Enraged, Tyr took some quick steps up to her and despite her attempts to get away, he hit her face hard so she fell down on the floor. Blood was trickling from her lip and she tried to get up, but he was too quick. He grabbed her hair and dragged her up. Her eyes, shining with fear stared right into his brown eyes that clearly showed he wasn't Tyr. That sight of her eyes staring into his like that was something he'd never forget in his whole life, despite his futile attempts. He let go of her hair and gave her another blow in the face that sent her backwards, causing her head to hit a table hard and a heap of books fell down on her. She desperatly tried to use her fighting skills, but he had already got an upper hand.
'Please Tyr,' she whispered. 'You're going to regret this. Please don't.' But that only seemed to make him even more enraged.
'You're not going to tell me what to do!' he screamed and pulled her up from the floor. He pushed her so she went right into a wall and hit it hard. She heard a cracking sound and felt an intense pain shooting up in her left arm. She sank down on the floor, not able to try and fight him anymore.
'Good lord,' she whimpered. 'Help me, please.' Tyr went over to her and pulled her up, surprisingly enough more gently this time.
'There,' he said. 'I think you've learned your lesson. Now, you've lost the priviliege of taking off the clothes on your own, so I'll do it for you.' He was quick and soon her clothes lay in a heap on the floor and Beka's shivering body was completely naked. Tyr pressed his lips against her's in a hard kiss and forced in his tounge, nearly choking her. When he took it out, she decided for one last try.
'Help!' she screamed the loudest she could even though she knew no one would come.
****
'Help!' Trance and Rommie heard the call and were immediately at their feet.
'That was Beka,' Trance stated, her voice shivering. Rommie, we've got to do something.
'Yes,' Rommie agreed. 'Come on!' They ran together all the way to Tyr's quarters where they stopped outside. The doors didn't open.
'I'll see if I can open them manually,' said Rommie and started her attempts to override the codes. Trance tried to pull the doors open, desperatly.
****
Beka stopped breating. Rommie and Trance were outside! Maybe they could help her.
'Rommie! Tra-' a large hand over her mouth prevented her from saying anything else.
'You stay here,' said Tyr. 'If you even move, I'm going to beat you up so hard you wish you were never born, is that clear?' Beka only dared to nod. Tyr turned towards the door.
****
When they heard the hiss of doors opening, both Rommie and Trance's hearts took a leap, but they sank again when they saw the large man in the opening. The doors were so slightly opened, he covered it all up, so they couldn't see Beka in there.
'You two are to return to cleaning, or I'll give you a worse treatment than she had, is that clear?' He didn't wait for them to answer. 'I'd do it anyway really, but I just have more important business to tend to.' The doors closed and Rommie and Trance looked at each other.
'Something really bad is going to happen,' Trance said in a small voice, 'and there's nothing we can do.'
****
Beka had heard Tyr's "conversation" with her friends and now he was walking back to her.
'Silly girl,' he said and took her hand in a gesture of false gentleness. She winced in pain, it was the hand she had hurt and by the look in his face, he was fully aware of that.
'What did you think would happen,' he continued. I have a forcelance in my belt, you could never take me down. And even if you could, Dylan would know and you would be gravely punished. Don't you understand it's better to co- operate with me now?' Beka didn't answer, she just looked at him, her eyes still shining with fear but now also acceptance. She knew what was going to happen to her, and she also knew there was nothing she could do about it. Tyr took a step away and started to undress. Beka looked in another direction, not wanting to see, it would be easier to pretend that it wasn't really happening if she didn't look.
'Please, this would be a very good time to wake up,' she thought, clenching her eyes shut. But right then, Tyr scooped her up in his arms and started to carry her toward the bed.
****
Rommie and Trance could hardly clean anymore, they were too worried about their friend. Suddenly, they saw her stumbling towards them. She was wearing the Seka, so they couldn't see her all that well, but Trance rushed up to her and embraced her. Beka fell to her knees and Trance followed. She was clearly weeping and she flinched when Trance touched her arm.
'Come on,' said Trance softly. 'Let's go to the med bay.' Beka and Rommie followed her to her working place. Well there, Trance told Beka to take off her Seka and so did she and Rommie. When Beka's was off, Trance gasped when she saw her friend's face. It was covered in bruises and where her lip was split, blood was still trickling down.
'Does it hurt really much?' Trance said with sympathy.
'Well,' Beka answered in a weak voice they didn't recognise, 'I had a blow on the head, but my arm's defenitly the worst.'
'Yes,' Trance stated as she examined it, 'it's broken.' She went over to a table and fetched some white bandage that she carefully wrapped around Beka's arm and then around her neck in a mitella.
'There,' she said. 'It'll have to do for now, we are a bit short of time.' Beka nodded, but her gaze was still turned down and tears shone in her eyes.
'Beka,' said Trance, 'what happened there was worse than it looks, wasn't it?' Beka could barely nod, if she spoke she was afraid she'd cry again.
'Come on,' said Rommie, 'let's go back and pretend we're cleaning and you can tell us there.' They followed her back.
'What happened?' asked Trance, 'what did he do to you?'
'Well first,' she started, 'he beat me up.'
'Why?' Rommie asked.
'Because,' she seemed to have a hard time saying it, 'because I.didn't, because I didn't take my clothes off.' Trance and Rommie gasped in unison.
'And.d-did you?' Trance had also started to stutter.
'No,' Beka said and she gave a sigh of relief. 'He did.' Trance's heart fell again.
'And that's when you came,' she continued. Both Trance and Rommie was on edge now, as when you see a really scary movie and know what's about to happen but you want to change it, you want to turn off and yet you have to see it.
'And when we had left?' Rommie asked, her voice shivering. Beka's tears were falling freely now.
'He.raped.me,' she managed to say through the tears. Trance, who was also crying embraced her hard, being careful with her arm though and rocked her back and forth as if she was a child. Rommie also joined in on the hug and they just stood there for a while, clinging on to each other as if there was nothing else in the world.
'This has to end,' Rommie thought. 'It's gone to far, and I'm going to kill the people who did this.' She looked at Beka and Trance, whom she had become very good friends with over the past years. She was a warship, she should've been able to protect them. But she hadn't. She had failed.
TBC