Felix wandered slowly into hydroponics. Rommie had given her the first dose of her medication, which made her lethargic and not her usual self. Trance watched her from behind a plant as she walked around, feeling some of the leaves on the plants as she went along, looking aimlessly around the room. The way she looked reminded Trance of how she was before they gave her the old memories back. She smiled slightly and motioned to Felix.
"What's up?" she asked kindly.
Felix looked up. "The ceiling," she said with a smile. "Hey, Trance?"
"Yes?"
"Would you care to join me for a drink?" Felix looked at her with hopeful eyes. Trance debated in her head.
"Sure," she said finally. "What's on your mind?"
They began to walk out of hydroponics together. "Not much. Whatever Rommie gave me is making me all… Woo…" she threw her hands in the air and sighed. "Trance?" Trance looked at her. "Why didn't you say anything to me yesterday?"
Trance looked back at her feet. She didn't want to tell Felix what had happened the night she wasn't herself. "I was just busy, that's all," she replied, trying to avoid the truth.
"Please tell me what happened, Trance. Did I say something to you or hurt you in any way?" Trance remained silent as they walked. "Oh, Trance, I'm so sorry. I…" She didn't know what to say. She had hurt Trance, the golden girl whom she loved dearly, and she didn't even know it.
"It wasn't really you, Felix," Trance said. "There's no need to apologize. I only acted that way yesterday because I didn't know about… Well, you know."
"Yeah." They finally reached the mess deck. Each grabbed a bottle of water out of the cooling unit and sat down at a table opposite each other. "Thanks, Trance." She took a long drink of the water. Trance watched her with worry in her eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm just feeling a little dizzy, that's all." Felix put her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath. She suddenly got the horrible feeling that something awful was about to happen on the ship. She stood up fast and began to walk around the room. "I've got to go see Dylan now," she said as she paced the room. She walked out the door and started heading towards command. Trance called Rommie and Tyr to meet her and told them to be ready to sedate her.
When Rommie and Tyr ran into Felix, she was taking quick, panicky breaths and muttering something to herself. "What's wrong, Felix?" Rommie asked professionally.
"Something bad is coming," Felix said between breaths. "I can feel it in my mind. Something VERY bad is going to happen VERY soon." Rommie tried to put her arm around her shoulders to calm her down, but she pushed her away. "No, you don't understand! Something bad is going to happen SOON!" Tyr snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her so she couldn't move her arms. She struggled to get away from him, but he was too strong. She felt a stinging in her neck and she began to feel weak. She struggled less and less until the sedative finally took effect.
* * *
When Felix came to, she was in her own quarters alone. She crawled out of bed and got herself a glass of water. The memory of what had happened escaped her and she felt lost and confused. Sherlock rubbed against her legs and meowed.
"What?" she asked him. Suddenly the ship rocked and she fell to the floor. Sherlock stayed near her, meowing loudly and looking about with wide eyes.
"Crew, battle stations," Dylan called over the comm. system. Felix sat up, the feeling of anxiety returning to her. She remembered what had happened.
"I told them," she said to herself. She rushed out of her quarters and ran to command. Once there, Rommie gave her a look and went back to work. "Dylan, what's going on?"
"Enemy ships are firing at us," Dylan started. The ship was rocked by another explosion.
"And now we have fighter pilots trying to board the ship," Rommie informed them. "They're after something, Dylan."
Andromeda's image appeared on the view screen. "Enemy personnel onboard. They're headed towards command, Captain."
"Andromeda, activate internal defenses. Fire on all enemy personnel." Dylan walked towards the door, signaling Rommie and Tyr to follow him. "Beka, you're in charge while I'm gone." As they walked out, Harper rushed through the door.
"Holy crap!" he shouted. "It is a mad house out there. I had to crawl at one point just so I wouldn't get hit by the internal weapons."
Beka turned and looked at him, a faint smile on her face. She turned back to her console. "Andromeda, what's the situation?"
"Enemy personnel still boarding. My internal defenses are taking out most of them, but some are getting by."
"Dylan, Rommie and Tyr will take care of them." The ship was rocked again. "Trance, fire on those enemy ships. We need to stop some of this damage before it happens." She said the last sentence looking at Harper and Felix. The ship lurched to one side and she was thrown to the ground. "Andromeda, report!"
"Shields failing," Andromeda's image reported. She paused for a moment. "Enemy personnel approaching command deck, E.T.A. two minutes."
"Great," Beka shouted. "Harper, Felix, prepare to fire on the enemy. If they try to get into command, shoot them. Dylan," she called over the comm. system, "we've got enemy personnel trying to get into the command deck. We need backup."
"We would help you, Beka, but we're all tied up with the ones in the hangar bay 10," Dylan informed her. Trance charged her weapon and joined Harper and Felix in guarding the doors to command.
"Trance, take command," Beka told her. "Harper and Felix, follow me. We'll take these guys out before they get to command."
The three of them found the enemies just outside of command. A long shootout ensued, and Beka shot down a few of the enemies. Just when the three thought they were winning, the enemies stopped shooting. "What's going on?" Harper asked. He heard a hissing sound coming from the other end of the corridor. A small metal object landed next to him and began to release smoke into the air. He jumped away from it, landing next to Felix. "This can't be good," he coughed. The smoke filled the corridor so none of them could see anything. They heard Beka shout for help, then a loud thump. "Beka?" he called out to her. "Beka, what's wrong?" He suddenly felt something hit him on the back of the head and darkness took over as he lost consciousness.
"What's up?" she asked kindly.
Felix looked up. "The ceiling," she said with a smile. "Hey, Trance?"
"Yes?"
"Would you care to join me for a drink?" Felix looked at her with hopeful eyes. Trance debated in her head.
"Sure," she said finally. "What's on your mind?"
They began to walk out of hydroponics together. "Not much. Whatever Rommie gave me is making me all… Woo…" she threw her hands in the air and sighed. "Trance?" Trance looked at her. "Why didn't you say anything to me yesterday?"
Trance looked back at her feet. She didn't want to tell Felix what had happened the night she wasn't herself. "I was just busy, that's all," she replied, trying to avoid the truth.
"Please tell me what happened, Trance. Did I say something to you or hurt you in any way?" Trance remained silent as they walked. "Oh, Trance, I'm so sorry. I…" She didn't know what to say. She had hurt Trance, the golden girl whom she loved dearly, and she didn't even know it.
"It wasn't really you, Felix," Trance said. "There's no need to apologize. I only acted that way yesterday because I didn't know about… Well, you know."
"Yeah." They finally reached the mess deck. Each grabbed a bottle of water out of the cooling unit and sat down at a table opposite each other. "Thanks, Trance." She took a long drink of the water. Trance watched her with worry in her eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm just feeling a little dizzy, that's all." Felix put her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath. She suddenly got the horrible feeling that something awful was about to happen on the ship. She stood up fast and began to walk around the room. "I've got to go see Dylan now," she said as she paced the room. She walked out the door and started heading towards command. Trance called Rommie and Tyr to meet her and told them to be ready to sedate her.
When Rommie and Tyr ran into Felix, she was taking quick, panicky breaths and muttering something to herself. "What's wrong, Felix?" Rommie asked professionally.
"Something bad is coming," Felix said between breaths. "I can feel it in my mind. Something VERY bad is going to happen VERY soon." Rommie tried to put her arm around her shoulders to calm her down, but she pushed her away. "No, you don't understand! Something bad is going to happen SOON!" Tyr snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her so she couldn't move her arms. She struggled to get away from him, but he was too strong. She felt a stinging in her neck and she began to feel weak. She struggled less and less until the sedative finally took effect.
* * *
When Felix came to, she was in her own quarters alone. She crawled out of bed and got herself a glass of water. The memory of what had happened escaped her and she felt lost and confused. Sherlock rubbed against her legs and meowed.
"What?" she asked him. Suddenly the ship rocked and she fell to the floor. Sherlock stayed near her, meowing loudly and looking about with wide eyes.
"Crew, battle stations," Dylan called over the comm. system. Felix sat up, the feeling of anxiety returning to her. She remembered what had happened.
"I told them," she said to herself. She rushed out of her quarters and ran to command. Once there, Rommie gave her a look and went back to work. "Dylan, what's going on?"
"Enemy ships are firing at us," Dylan started. The ship was rocked by another explosion.
"And now we have fighter pilots trying to board the ship," Rommie informed them. "They're after something, Dylan."
Andromeda's image appeared on the view screen. "Enemy personnel onboard. They're headed towards command, Captain."
"Andromeda, activate internal defenses. Fire on all enemy personnel." Dylan walked towards the door, signaling Rommie and Tyr to follow him. "Beka, you're in charge while I'm gone." As they walked out, Harper rushed through the door.
"Holy crap!" he shouted. "It is a mad house out there. I had to crawl at one point just so I wouldn't get hit by the internal weapons."
Beka turned and looked at him, a faint smile on her face. She turned back to her console. "Andromeda, what's the situation?"
"Enemy personnel still boarding. My internal defenses are taking out most of them, but some are getting by."
"Dylan, Rommie and Tyr will take care of them." The ship was rocked again. "Trance, fire on those enemy ships. We need to stop some of this damage before it happens." She said the last sentence looking at Harper and Felix. The ship lurched to one side and she was thrown to the ground. "Andromeda, report!"
"Shields failing," Andromeda's image reported. She paused for a moment. "Enemy personnel approaching command deck, E.T.A. two minutes."
"Great," Beka shouted. "Harper, Felix, prepare to fire on the enemy. If they try to get into command, shoot them. Dylan," she called over the comm. system, "we've got enemy personnel trying to get into the command deck. We need backup."
"We would help you, Beka, but we're all tied up with the ones in the hangar bay 10," Dylan informed her. Trance charged her weapon and joined Harper and Felix in guarding the doors to command.
"Trance, take command," Beka told her. "Harper and Felix, follow me. We'll take these guys out before they get to command."
The three of them found the enemies just outside of command. A long shootout ensued, and Beka shot down a few of the enemies. Just when the three thought they were winning, the enemies stopped shooting. "What's going on?" Harper asked. He heard a hissing sound coming from the other end of the corridor. A small metal object landed next to him and began to release smoke into the air. He jumped away from it, landing next to Felix. "This can't be good," he coughed. The smoke filled the corridor so none of them could see anything. They heard Beka shout for help, then a loud thump. "Beka?" he called out to her. "Beka, what's wrong?" He suddenly felt something hit him on the back of the head and darkness took over as he lost consciousness.