Authors note: Sorry for the wait, my muse died, but since I'm a nurse I revived it.

Please don't let this be 12 - unanswered questions

"Harper" cried Rommie, and returned the embrace she suddenly found herself in; she was confused she couldn't remember things clearly she wasn't here before was she? She accessed her memory archives there were gaps in the files were data had degraded to badly to be accessed that explains my memory she thought wryly.

She looked to Harper confusion evident on her face but he just hugged her tighter; she took comfort the in the embrace and tried again to access the memory files working around the damaged areas; this time she had some success there were details missing but she remembered the capture the cell they were locked in, and running out of power after rescuing Beka from something she couldn't quite remember, she remembered the fear though, she remembered a member of her crew, her friend needed her help.

Rommie sensing no answers would be forthcoming from Harper looked to her mainframe for help she had no idea what happened when her batteries ran down, no clue how she got back to the ship, were the others ok? Oh my god! Dylan! What happened to Dylan? Her memory must be worse than she thought.

Andromeda had monitored Harpers progress worriedly, and sensed her avatars awakening even before it registered on sensors, a sense of overwhelming relief spread though her systems, though she tried to hide this from her avatar she didn't want her to know how worried she had been. Andromeda sensed Rommie's enquiry and gladly opened her files to her letting her see what had happened how Harper had rescued them all, including Dylan who appeared unharmed, now Rommie felt relief spread though her; finally they were all safe. She looked to Harper gladly and thanked him.

Dylan had thought about their situation till his head spun; finally he decided that he would have to be satisfied with not knowing and that thought did not sit well with him. Dylan decided that some R&R was needed by all and personally went to command to set a course for a pleasure planet; they all needed to put this behind them and get on with life again and enjoy life.

He thought about asking Harper were he wanted to go because it was thanks to him that they would live to see another day, but Dylan then reconsidered this A) Harper deserved more, and B) God only knows were Harper would lead them, probably right into trouble as seemed his habit, and C) while Dylan wasn't totally against the idea of laying on a beach surrounded by good looking girls catering to his every need as Harper might chose, this was supposed to be for all of them, no it would probably be best if he chose their destination.

In the end Dylan decided on Harmony pleasure planet it had something for everyone beaches, sports, babes and an interesting planetary history and a rich and diverse culture. He decided to keep their destination a secret and surprise them with it, instead he told them they were going on a routine re- supply mission, which he would be flying. Beka objected to this but Dylan assured her that he had not lost faith in her abilities; he simply wanted to fly his own ship.

Since she was clearly not needed Beka headed to her quarters to play her CD's, Did Dylan think she was so screwed up she couldn't fly anymore? The thought ran round and round in Beka's head eating away at her she turned up the music to drown out the thoughts but they still ran through her mind.

Tyr wanted something to shoot at, he and his pride (for that what the crew were to him) had been captured and tortured someone was to blame, and Tyr would find that someone and extract his revenge. Tyr had seen their captures blown up under Andromeda's fire, but this didn't satisfy, he didn't pull the trigger he needed to extract his own revenge he need to see his enemy's suffer at his hand. He could run round the ship or lift weights for eternity but he could not rest until his enemy's lay dead at his feet.

Trance was still occupied with thoughts of Dylan's death, she just couldn't shake it off, she decided she had to go and see him ask him what happened, maybe that would alleviate her fears and restore her visions of future possibilities.

Dylan himself was also thinking of Trance he had noticed the odd looks she had been giving him and was thinking about asking her what was wrong, but as the doors to command opened Dylan new that, that opportunity would be now as Trance walked though the doors heading straight toward Dylan.

"What can I do for you Trance?" he asked despite the fact he already had some idea why she was here. "I saw you die" stated Trance, this was not quite what Dylan had expected although it did explain the way Trance had been acting. "I wasn't dead just injured" Dylan explained thinking she was referring to when the guard first dragged him away half dead already, he was surprised Trance was a good physician she should have known he wasn't dead then. "No" said Trance "After they took you away I saw them beat you to death, you were lying still on the floor there's no way someone who had sustained the injuries you had could survive that" Dylan briefly wondered how Trance could possibly know that before he answered her.

"They healed me Trance, I don't understand I thought they took me away to kill me instead they healed me only to beat me half to death again your right no one with my injury's would have survived a beating like that but they healed me first, why would they heal me just have me beaten again, I just don't get it Trance. And did you know they were filming us, why?"

"I don't know Dylan, maybe we never will, but its over now, and I'm just glad we all survived." Dylan let out a breath and turned to from the stars to face her "Your right Trance I guess all that matters is we are alive."

Later that evening the crew sat down to dinner, even Rommie had joined them today all thought she didn't eat. Harper sat down at the table a smiled; this was how it should be they were all together again.

End of part 12, I'm already working on part 13, I'll try not to make you wait so long for that. Reviews as always are welcome, they make me smile. Claire