"So, how'd it go?", Beka asked as Dylan and Rommie strode into Command.
Dylan took the captains station and was promptly joined by Rommie. "Fleet
Command says that once all ships have been repaired, we're going after the
worldship." Rommie answered "They suggested that.". Rommie's eyes went
wide as Dylan rested his hand on her hip, carefully watching that nobody
could see it. "They suggested that we fight that thing as long as it's
damaged." She swallowed heavily as Dylan started to move his hand upwards,
concealing it from the others view. "Um, we will." Dylan's hand came to a
pause on her waist, Rommie swallowed again. Beka studied the android, she
had never seen Rommie like that before "Rommie, are you alright?". "Yes
Beka." Rommie tried to sound as casual as she could, but she found it
difficult to speak. Rommie hadn't ever been touched just like Dylan did.
The sensations relaxing as Dylan let his arm drop beside him as Rommie spun
round to look at him "Dylan, may I have a moment of your time?". "Of
course." Dylan said starting for the hatch.
The two officers entered the observation deck and Dylan led the way two the port window, looking out at the stars. Rommie stepped beside him "What's this all about?". "Rommie, I've tried to tell you, I thought you might notice." Rommie thought she knew what was to come, and suddenly she didn't want to hear it. Dylan drew in a breath and blew the air out quickly "Rommie, I love you.". Rommie felt her throat tighten, recalling unpleasant memories as he said his last words. She had been longing for so long to hear those words from him, but at the moment, all the could feel was hurt. And Rommie wasn't quite ready to relinquish the pain he had caused her jet "Did you tell that to Ellsbeth, or Molly or Angelica as well?". Dylan was taken aback, he didn't realize how much he hurt her until now. Her eyes narrowed by her frown, her lips pressed together tightly. The anger was clearly written on her face, but he could see behind it, he could see the hurt and pain of three years. "Look, Rommie.". "No Dylan, I don't want to be another toy while none of your other lovers are around.". The conversation was heading the exact opposite of what Dylan had planned. Maybe the truth would help "I never really loved anyone of them.", feeling very uncomfortable after admitting it even to himself, he looked Rommie in the eye, hoping more than anything for her to believe him. "Then why, Dylan?" Rommie whispered, still clinging to the truth he answered slowly "I suppose I took pity on Ellsbeth and.". "What?" Rommie blurted out unbelieving, she opened her mouth to continue, but instead she straightened, turned and walked away.
The verbal punches threw Dylan to the floor, he sacked against the wall under the window. A want for running after her stayed with him, but he couldn't find the energy to get up. He didn't even care if one of the crew found him like this.
After making sure nobody was anywhere near her, Rommie braced herself against a ladder in the corridor, the sudden emptiness she felt overwhelming her.
TBC
The two officers entered the observation deck and Dylan led the way two the port window, looking out at the stars. Rommie stepped beside him "What's this all about?". "Rommie, I've tried to tell you, I thought you might notice." Rommie thought she knew what was to come, and suddenly she didn't want to hear it. Dylan drew in a breath and blew the air out quickly "Rommie, I love you.". Rommie felt her throat tighten, recalling unpleasant memories as he said his last words. She had been longing for so long to hear those words from him, but at the moment, all the could feel was hurt. And Rommie wasn't quite ready to relinquish the pain he had caused her jet "Did you tell that to Ellsbeth, or Molly or Angelica as well?". Dylan was taken aback, he didn't realize how much he hurt her until now. Her eyes narrowed by her frown, her lips pressed together tightly. The anger was clearly written on her face, but he could see behind it, he could see the hurt and pain of three years. "Look, Rommie.". "No Dylan, I don't want to be another toy while none of your other lovers are around.". The conversation was heading the exact opposite of what Dylan had planned. Maybe the truth would help "I never really loved anyone of them.", feeling very uncomfortable after admitting it even to himself, he looked Rommie in the eye, hoping more than anything for her to believe him. "Then why, Dylan?" Rommie whispered, still clinging to the truth he answered slowly "I suppose I took pity on Ellsbeth and.". "What?" Rommie blurted out unbelieving, she opened her mouth to continue, but instead she straightened, turned and walked away.
The verbal punches threw Dylan to the floor, he sacked against the wall under the window. A want for running after her stayed with him, but he couldn't find the energy to get up. He didn't even care if one of the crew found him like this.
After making sure nobody was anywhere near her, Rommie braced herself against a ladder in the corridor, the sudden emptiness she felt overwhelming her.
TBC