Disclaimer: Not mine. Never have been, never will be (until I dominate the
world of course). You know the regular drill.
Timeline: Season One. Trance is still the purple pixie Trance.
Rating: R (for language and violence)
Warnings: There will be some gore in the near future. You're safe for a chapter or two. You have been warned. There will also be lots of angst.
Author's Note: Well, a big thanks to Pysche for becoming my beta reader. Yay you! Hehe. I posted this part before getting it read as well, so yes, bare with me. But anyways... I'm going to be trying to update this as quickly as I can. It shouldn't take me too long since I have all the ideas still floating around in my head. Longer part, cause yeah... I couldn't stop typing. Lol. Well, onward ho!
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Those Nightmares...
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Chapter Two: The Awakening
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The bright light suddenly floated the man's view as he tried to open his eyes to see where he was. Unfortunately, that only left him with stinging, watering eyes, which he shut and then allowed a groan to escape his lips.
"Dylan?" A voice said.
"Trance?" Dylan whispered; his throat was dry and sore.
"Yeah. I'm here. How are you feeling?"
"Like crap. My head's pounding and my throat is dry." Dylan responded.
"I'll get you some water." Trance replied and then moved away to get a cup of water. She returned in less than a minute. "All right. Sit up just a bit." Trance said as she helped her Captain up a bit and gave him a few sips of the water. In a moment or two, Dylan was able to sit up on his own and drink the water alone.
"How long have I been out?" Dylan questioned as he tried to remember exactly what had happened.
"About fourteen hours." Trance responded.
"Where's Harper?" Dylan asked as he remembered the events from before he collapsed.
Trance pointed to the bed in medical that was next to Dylan's.
Dylan turned and saw his engineer's prone body lying there. Harper's face looked peaceful as he lay there asleep.
"Is he okay? Any permanent damage?" Dylan questioned, turning his attention back to Trance.
Trance seemed to hesitate for a moment and this Dylan into a panic.
"Trance? Trance. Answer me right now! Does Harper have any permanent damage?"
"Yes and no."
Dylan face went ghostly white.
"Harper suffered a major blow to his head. I haven't been able to detect any brain damage, but we won't know for sure until he wakes up. Some brain tissue was damaged from the electric shock, and with the added bump to his head..." Trance's voice trailed off as he stared at the ground and fidgeted uncomfortably.
Dylan didn't know how to respond. If there had been any color left on his face, it was gone now.
"Do-do the others know?" Dylan stumbled.
Trance nodded.
"Can I have a moment alone with him?" Again, Trance nodded and left Med Deck to inform the others that Dylan was awake.
Dylan moved to Harper's side and took his right hand in his own.
"Andromeda, privacy mode."
"Privacy mode engaged." The AI responded.
"Harper, I'm sorry. Sorry I made you stay in that conduit. I shouldn't have. I know it's dangerous to be inside working on the boards when there's a battle, but we needed those sensors and I... I was being selfish. I didn't think about your well being first. I'm so sorry Harper. I wish I could take back what I did. Please be all right. You have to. I don't think I could live with it if you did have brain damage. Just, give me a sign or something. Anything." Dylan prompted Harper by squeezing his hand.
No response.
Dylan could feel the tears springing to his eyes.
"Please, Harper. Anything." Dylan prompted as a few rebellious tears rolled down his face.
Still nothing.
Dylan sighed and continued to speak.
"Okay, Harper. You rest then. Wake up soon and feel better. I have to go for now." Dylan gave Harper's hand one last squeeze before putting it down gently and leaving Med Deck.
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"How are the repairs coming along?" Dylan questioned to no one in particular as he entered his quarters to change.
"The bots are handling it, but it is going slowly." Andromeda replied as she flickered to life in front of Dylan.
Dylan proceeded to change as he responded.
"I see. Where are the others?"
"Beka is piloting. We're heading to El Dorado drift for get a few parts needed for repairs. Tyr is in his quarters reading. Trance is Hydroponics. My body is helping with repairs." The AI confirmed as she scanned her ship.
Dylan nodded, and when Andromeda realized he wasn't going to say anything, she flickered out of view.
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Beka was engrossed in her piloting when Andromeda flickered into view and spoke.
"Dylan has woken up. He on his way here."
"Okay. What about Harper?" Beka questioned as they exited slipstream.
"Still out. He should be waking up in the next couple days."
Beka nodded as she took in the information. The last fourteen hours had been rough on her. She had been in and out of Medical speaking to Harper and Dylan. Trance had finally told her that if she came once more, Beka would lose her privileges to enter. Tyr had visited once, but hadn't stayed long. Rommie had gone in and out, but she was helping with repairs mostly.
Beka was so engrossed in her thoughts she didn't hear Dylan entering command.
"Beka. How is our trip going?" Dylan asked, trying to get Beka to come out of her thoughts.
Beka jumped for a moment, causing a slight smile to break Dylan's blank expression.
"Almost there. About three more slipstream points. I just needed to grab some food. Haven't eaten all day."
"Mind if I join you?" Dylan questioned.
Beka shook her head and the two headed to the Mess Hall.
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Trance tended to Walter the second. She couldn't have but smile as she remembered Walter the first and how Harper had blown him up. She remembered how he had made a special trip to her room just to apologize for what he'd done.
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Flashback
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"Trance? Can I come in?" Harper asked from the other side of her doors.
Trance was lying on her bed in her quarters. She didn't really want to talk to Harper right now, even though she knew he was sorry. But still, she couldn't say no to him.
"Yes. Come in." Trance replied and the doors slid open as Harper bounded into her room.
"Andromeda, privacy mode if you will." Harper requested.
"Privacy mode engaged." The AI responded.
"Trance, listen," Harper began as he sat on the edge of her bed. "I'm really sorry. I know Walter was your favourite. I wasn't thinking that moment, and for that, I'm terribly sorry." As dumb as he felt apologizing for a plant, he did it anyways, and did mean it.
"I know." Was all Trance said. She didn't even look at Harper.
Harper sighed.
"Trance, please. I am sorry. But think about it, Walter was the first plant to ever do time travel!" Harper tried to get a smile out of his purple friend; unsuccessfully.
Trance did smile inwardly at Harper's attempts.
"Okay, do I have to get on my knees and beg?" Harper asked, causing a devilish smile to cross Trance's face. "Oh, no! I was just joking!" Harper protested.
Trance pouted. Harper sighed and got onto his knees.
"Please, Trance, forgive me." Harper mocked with his hands clasped as if he was praying. "I beg for the forgiveness of your purple royalness. I have done wrong. I have blown Miseure Walter and for that, I am terribly sorry."
Just the sight of Harper on his knees begging made Trance laugh.
Harper smiled and stood up. "You will never speak of this to anyone."
"But... I'm sure Beka would get a kick out of this." Trance smiled innocently.
Harper pounced onto Trance and began to tickle her. Trance screamed as she was pinned to the bed being tickled by her best friend.
"TRANCE! Never, ever, speak of this do you understand? I can do this all day." Harper warned.
Trance refused at first, but when the tickling became too much, she finally collapsed.
"Okay! I promise! I promise not to tell!" Trance cried.
Harper stopped and got down from Trance. He laid down next to her and there, they both fell into a blissful sleep.
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End Flashback
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Trance was brought back to reality when she heard Andromeda's voice.
"Trance, Harper is waking. He'll need you in Medical."
Trance was out of the door the moment waking hit her eardrums.
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"Shhhh... It's okay Harper. Come on. We're all here. Dylan, Beka, Tyr, Rommie and me. Please wake up." Trance prompted as she held Harper's left hand and ran her hands through his spikes.
Beka came to his right side and took his right hand.
"Come on, sport. Wake up. We need you hear." Beka prompted as well.
Everyone else moved in and watched as Harper struggled to wake up. Tyr leaned against the wall, waiting as well.
Harper's blue eyes finally came into view. The first thing Beka noticed was that the sparkle that usual made Harper's eyes shine, was missing.
Passing a glance to Trance, she noticed that Trance noticed this to.
"What? Where... where am I?" Harper's voice was hoarse.
Rommie went to get him a cup of water.
"You're in Med Deck. You're favourite place." Beka joked.
Trance ran a few scans.
"There seems to be no brain damage. Everything's clear." Trance smiled, and Dylan sighed in relief, as did everyone else. But the relief was short lived.
Rommie returned and helped Harper up to give him a sip of water, but Harper pushed her back, knocking the cup of water of her hand. He lashed out, making everyone back up a few steps.
"Get away from me!" Harper screamed.
Tyr approached the figure and Harper tried to kick him away, but Tyr knocked his foot down.
Harper jumped off the bed on the other side and tried to get away, but his legs were like j-ello and he stumbled, giving Tyr enough time to grab hold of him and get his arms behind his back.
"Get off!" Harper cried, fear evident in his voice and eyes.
"Harper?" Trance called. "What's wrong? Why are you doing this?"
"Little man, if you do not stop your infernal struggling, I may be forced to break your arms." Tyr warned.
Harper stopped struggling and Tyr let go. Instantly, Harper went to the corner furthest away from everyone.
"Harper?" Beka questioned, moving closer to her friend.
Harper curled into a ball on the floor and looked fearfully around the room at the approaching figures.
The words that escape his mouth made everyone catch their breath.
"Who are all of you?"
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Timeline: Season One. Trance is still the purple pixie Trance.
Rating: R (for language and violence)
Warnings: There will be some gore in the near future. You're safe for a chapter or two. You have been warned. There will also be lots of angst.
Author's Note: Well, a big thanks to Pysche for becoming my beta reader. Yay you! Hehe. I posted this part before getting it read as well, so yes, bare with me. But anyways... I'm going to be trying to update this as quickly as I can. It shouldn't take me too long since I have all the ideas still floating around in my head. Longer part, cause yeah... I couldn't stop typing. Lol. Well, onward ho!
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Those Nightmares...
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Chapter Two: The Awakening
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The bright light suddenly floated the man's view as he tried to open his eyes to see where he was. Unfortunately, that only left him with stinging, watering eyes, which he shut and then allowed a groan to escape his lips.
"Dylan?" A voice said.
"Trance?" Dylan whispered; his throat was dry and sore.
"Yeah. I'm here. How are you feeling?"
"Like crap. My head's pounding and my throat is dry." Dylan responded.
"I'll get you some water." Trance replied and then moved away to get a cup of water. She returned in less than a minute. "All right. Sit up just a bit." Trance said as she helped her Captain up a bit and gave him a few sips of the water. In a moment or two, Dylan was able to sit up on his own and drink the water alone.
"How long have I been out?" Dylan questioned as he tried to remember exactly what had happened.
"About fourteen hours." Trance responded.
"Where's Harper?" Dylan asked as he remembered the events from before he collapsed.
Trance pointed to the bed in medical that was next to Dylan's.
Dylan turned and saw his engineer's prone body lying there. Harper's face looked peaceful as he lay there asleep.
"Is he okay? Any permanent damage?" Dylan questioned, turning his attention back to Trance.
Trance seemed to hesitate for a moment and this Dylan into a panic.
"Trance? Trance. Answer me right now! Does Harper have any permanent damage?"
"Yes and no."
Dylan face went ghostly white.
"Harper suffered a major blow to his head. I haven't been able to detect any brain damage, but we won't know for sure until he wakes up. Some brain tissue was damaged from the electric shock, and with the added bump to his head..." Trance's voice trailed off as he stared at the ground and fidgeted uncomfortably.
Dylan didn't know how to respond. If there had been any color left on his face, it was gone now.
"Do-do the others know?" Dylan stumbled.
Trance nodded.
"Can I have a moment alone with him?" Again, Trance nodded and left Med Deck to inform the others that Dylan was awake.
Dylan moved to Harper's side and took his right hand in his own.
"Andromeda, privacy mode."
"Privacy mode engaged." The AI responded.
"Harper, I'm sorry. Sorry I made you stay in that conduit. I shouldn't have. I know it's dangerous to be inside working on the boards when there's a battle, but we needed those sensors and I... I was being selfish. I didn't think about your well being first. I'm so sorry Harper. I wish I could take back what I did. Please be all right. You have to. I don't think I could live with it if you did have brain damage. Just, give me a sign or something. Anything." Dylan prompted Harper by squeezing his hand.
No response.
Dylan could feel the tears springing to his eyes.
"Please, Harper. Anything." Dylan prompted as a few rebellious tears rolled down his face.
Still nothing.
Dylan sighed and continued to speak.
"Okay, Harper. You rest then. Wake up soon and feel better. I have to go for now." Dylan gave Harper's hand one last squeeze before putting it down gently and leaving Med Deck.
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"How are the repairs coming along?" Dylan questioned to no one in particular as he entered his quarters to change.
"The bots are handling it, but it is going slowly." Andromeda replied as she flickered to life in front of Dylan.
Dylan proceeded to change as he responded.
"I see. Where are the others?"
"Beka is piloting. We're heading to El Dorado drift for get a few parts needed for repairs. Tyr is in his quarters reading. Trance is Hydroponics. My body is helping with repairs." The AI confirmed as she scanned her ship.
Dylan nodded, and when Andromeda realized he wasn't going to say anything, she flickered out of view.
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Beka was engrossed in her piloting when Andromeda flickered into view and spoke.
"Dylan has woken up. He on his way here."
"Okay. What about Harper?" Beka questioned as they exited slipstream.
"Still out. He should be waking up in the next couple days."
Beka nodded as she took in the information. The last fourteen hours had been rough on her. She had been in and out of Medical speaking to Harper and Dylan. Trance had finally told her that if she came once more, Beka would lose her privileges to enter. Tyr had visited once, but hadn't stayed long. Rommie had gone in and out, but she was helping with repairs mostly.
Beka was so engrossed in her thoughts she didn't hear Dylan entering command.
"Beka. How is our trip going?" Dylan asked, trying to get Beka to come out of her thoughts.
Beka jumped for a moment, causing a slight smile to break Dylan's blank expression.
"Almost there. About three more slipstream points. I just needed to grab some food. Haven't eaten all day."
"Mind if I join you?" Dylan questioned.
Beka shook her head and the two headed to the Mess Hall.
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Trance tended to Walter the second. She couldn't have but smile as she remembered Walter the first and how Harper had blown him up. She remembered how he had made a special trip to her room just to apologize for what he'd done.
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Flashback
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"Trance? Can I come in?" Harper asked from the other side of her doors.
Trance was lying on her bed in her quarters. She didn't really want to talk to Harper right now, even though she knew he was sorry. But still, she couldn't say no to him.
"Yes. Come in." Trance replied and the doors slid open as Harper bounded into her room.
"Andromeda, privacy mode if you will." Harper requested.
"Privacy mode engaged." The AI responded.
"Trance, listen," Harper began as he sat on the edge of her bed. "I'm really sorry. I know Walter was your favourite. I wasn't thinking that moment, and for that, I'm terribly sorry." As dumb as he felt apologizing for a plant, he did it anyways, and did mean it.
"I know." Was all Trance said. She didn't even look at Harper.
Harper sighed.
"Trance, please. I am sorry. But think about it, Walter was the first plant to ever do time travel!" Harper tried to get a smile out of his purple friend; unsuccessfully.
Trance did smile inwardly at Harper's attempts.
"Okay, do I have to get on my knees and beg?" Harper asked, causing a devilish smile to cross Trance's face. "Oh, no! I was just joking!" Harper protested.
Trance pouted. Harper sighed and got onto his knees.
"Please, Trance, forgive me." Harper mocked with his hands clasped as if he was praying. "I beg for the forgiveness of your purple royalness. I have done wrong. I have blown Miseure Walter and for that, I am terribly sorry."
Just the sight of Harper on his knees begging made Trance laugh.
Harper smiled and stood up. "You will never speak of this to anyone."
"But... I'm sure Beka would get a kick out of this." Trance smiled innocently.
Harper pounced onto Trance and began to tickle her. Trance screamed as she was pinned to the bed being tickled by her best friend.
"TRANCE! Never, ever, speak of this do you understand? I can do this all day." Harper warned.
Trance refused at first, but when the tickling became too much, she finally collapsed.
"Okay! I promise! I promise not to tell!" Trance cried.
Harper stopped and got down from Trance. He laid down next to her and there, they both fell into a blissful sleep.
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End Flashback
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Trance was brought back to reality when she heard Andromeda's voice.
"Trance, Harper is waking. He'll need you in Medical."
Trance was out of the door the moment waking hit her eardrums.
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"Shhhh... It's okay Harper. Come on. We're all here. Dylan, Beka, Tyr, Rommie and me. Please wake up." Trance prompted as she held Harper's left hand and ran her hands through his spikes.
Beka came to his right side and took his right hand.
"Come on, sport. Wake up. We need you hear." Beka prompted as well.
Everyone else moved in and watched as Harper struggled to wake up. Tyr leaned against the wall, waiting as well.
Harper's blue eyes finally came into view. The first thing Beka noticed was that the sparkle that usual made Harper's eyes shine, was missing.
Passing a glance to Trance, she noticed that Trance noticed this to.
"What? Where... where am I?" Harper's voice was hoarse.
Rommie went to get him a cup of water.
"You're in Med Deck. You're favourite place." Beka joked.
Trance ran a few scans.
"There seems to be no brain damage. Everything's clear." Trance smiled, and Dylan sighed in relief, as did everyone else. But the relief was short lived.
Rommie returned and helped Harper up to give him a sip of water, but Harper pushed her back, knocking the cup of water of her hand. He lashed out, making everyone back up a few steps.
"Get away from me!" Harper screamed.
Tyr approached the figure and Harper tried to kick him away, but Tyr knocked his foot down.
Harper jumped off the bed on the other side and tried to get away, but his legs were like j-ello and he stumbled, giving Tyr enough time to grab hold of him and get his arms behind his back.
"Get off!" Harper cried, fear evident in his voice and eyes.
"Harper?" Trance called. "What's wrong? Why are you doing this?"
"Little man, if you do not stop your infernal struggling, I may be forced to break your arms." Tyr warned.
Harper stopped struggling and Tyr let go. Instantly, Harper went to the corner furthest away from everyone.
"Harper?" Beka questioned, moving closer to her friend.
Harper curled into a ball on the floor and looked fearfully around the room at the approaching figures.
The words that escape his mouth made everyone catch their breath.
"Who are all of you?"
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