It was the next day. Harper and Kris were eating breakfast together. "O.K.
Seamus. How can I help you?"
"First, you've got to promise me that you won't ask any questions. I can't tell you anything. I would if I could but, I can't. Just know that no harm will come to you because of me." He was almost crying.
"I already know that.", she told him, quietly. "What do you need? I'll help and I promise I won't ask any questions."
"I need to get to a scrap yard. I have something that I broke but, I need parts to fix it." She agreed to take him.
So, now they were at one and Harper was searching for wires and things. He knew he could fix it and hopefully Andromeda was still holding out a beacon for him to get home by. He searched and he found what he thought he needed. Kris dealt with the owner. Because the Angels had solved a case involving robbery at his yard last year Kris didn't need to pay for the stuff Harper took.
As soon as they got back to the house Harper retired to his room to work. His room. Geez, he really felt at home here. Well, that didn't matter, he was about to leave it behind forever.
He worked hard on it until he thought he had it running again. Now, it was time to say good-bye to Kris. He hated good-byes but, he owed her that much, at least. She looked up as he came into the living room. "Got it working." It wasn't a question. He nodded. "So, you'll be leaving then." He nodded again. "I thought so. It was nice having you around but, all good things must come to an end."
"Yeah. Listen, I'm going to leave from the beach so I should get going."
"The beach? But how-"
"No questions, remember. You promised."
"Yeah, I did didn't I? Good-bye then."
"Yeah, good-bye. Thanks for everything." And he left before he could really start crying. Besides, she was probably relieved to get rid of him.
Kris watched Harper walk down the beach. He didn't turn around once which was good because she didn't want him to see her crying.
As soon as Harper got to a deserted area of the beach, he took out the device and set the coordinates. Before turning it on, he took one last look around. "Bye Kris. I'll miss you. Bye Earth. At least now I know-really know- for sure that my home planet was once something special. That's some comfort, I guess." He was crying as he turned it on.
The feeling came and he landed with another thud. "Harper." He looked up. Yup, he was home again. "Dylan's not happy with you", Andromeda told him.
"You know what, I could care less." He hurried to his quarters and began peeling off the extra layers of clothes. He'd taken the clothes Kris got for him as a remembrance. he only wished he could have taken the surfboard. Oh well, maybe it was best. It would maybe keep Kris from forgetting him, hopefully.
Kris went back inside after awhile. Staring down the beach where he'd gone wasn't doing any good. She went over to where he'd left the surfboard she'd gotten him and touched it gently. Obviously, wherever he'd gone he couldn't take it. Well, good. At least she'd have a memento of him. Not that she'd really need one. Seamus Zelazny Harper was quite unforgettable. She went to the phone to call Charlie. Kris wanted a few days off. His leaving was really hitting her hard and she needed some time. Of course, Seamus probably wasn't taking it as hard.
"First, you've got to promise me that you won't ask any questions. I can't tell you anything. I would if I could but, I can't. Just know that no harm will come to you because of me." He was almost crying.
"I already know that.", she told him, quietly. "What do you need? I'll help and I promise I won't ask any questions."
"I need to get to a scrap yard. I have something that I broke but, I need parts to fix it." She agreed to take him.
So, now they were at one and Harper was searching for wires and things. He knew he could fix it and hopefully Andromeda was still holding out a beacon for him to get home by. He searched and he found what he thought he needed. Kris dealt with the owner. Because the Angels had solved a case involving robbery at his yard last year Kris didn't need to pay for the stuff Harper took.
As soon as they got back to the house Harper retired to his room to work. His room. Geez, he really felt at home here. Well, that didn't matter, he was about to leave it behind forever.
He worked hard on it until he thought he had it running again. Now, it was time to say good-bye to Kris. He hated good-byes but, he owed her that much, at least. She looked up as he came into the living room. "Got it working." It wasn't a question. He nodded. "So, you'll be leaving then." He nodded again. "I thought so. It was nice having you around but, all good things must come to an end."
"Yeah. Listen, I'm going to leave from the beach so I should get going."
"The beach? But how-"
"No questions, remember. You promised."
"Yeah, I did didn't I? Good-bye then."
"Yeah, good-bye. Thanks for everything." And he left before he could really start crying. Besides, she was probably relieved to get rid of him.
Kris watched Harper walk down the beach. He didn't turn around once which was good because she didn't want him to see her crying.
As soon as Harper got to a deserted area of the beach, he took out the device and set the coordinates. Before turning it on, he took one last look around. "Bye Kris. I'll miss you. Bye Earth. At least now I know-really know- for sure that my home planet was once something special. That's some comfort, I guess." He was crying as he turned it on.
The feeling came and he landed with another thud. "Harper." He looked up. Yup, he was home again. "Dylan's not happy with you", Andromeda told him.
"You know what, I could care less." He hurried to his quarters and began peeling off the extra layers of clothes. He'd taken the clothes Kris got for him as a remembrance. he only wished he could have taken the surfboard. Oh well, maybe it was best. It would maybe keep Kris from forgetting him, hopefully.
Kris went back inside after awhile. Staring down the beach where he'd gone wasn't doing any good. She went over to where he'd left the surfboard she'd gotten him and touched it gently. Obviously, wherever he'd gone he couldn't take it. Well, good. At least she'd have a memento of him. Not that she'd really need one. Seamus Zelazny Harper was quite unforgettable. She went to the phone to call Charlie. Kris wanted a few days off. His leaving was really hitting her hard and she needed some time. Of course, Seamus probably wasn't taking it as hard.