Chapter 13

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Me no own. Got it? Some big wigs over in Tribune or whomever it is that owns them, owns them.

Note: Nix the whole "I get to see the first season" part, damn people, had to start it during this season....

Oh and I want to thank the people that read and review my stories even thought the characters aren't like those of the canon, but I sometimes feel like I got their attitudes down a little, don't I. (Shakes head) No, I don't. (Sighs) all well.

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Beka sat huddled on her bed with her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms around her knees. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She threw the double helix that he had given to her at him. And not only that but she also punched him.

'Not that it hurt him' she thought bitterly. But it did hurt her; her knuckles were slightly bruised from hitting him and swollen. She knew that she should see Trance in Medical but right now a hurt pride and ego were stopping her.

She dropped her knees and slid down so that she was lying on her side and her arms were tucked under her head. She shouldn't have thrown it. If that was the only 'gift 's she was ever gonna get from him she should have kept it.

She should have..."Beka, Dylan wants to talk to." Rommie's voice broke through her thinking.

Giving a suffering sigh she turned and sat up and asked the ship where their goody two shoes captain was.

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Tyr sat in his quarters on his ship, holding the bracelet that the human had thrown at him. He brought it to his nose and gave a quick sniff. It still carried a faint sent from when she held it.

He could almost imagine the look on her face when she found the bracelet in her night drawer. He gave a slight smile and winced when he realized that the skin around his eye was a little sore from the punch that she threw. It was a good solid punch that would have put any normal person into blacking out.

He stood up quickly, he decided that he was gonna send a holo-flexi to her.

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After nearly two hours of listening to Dylan talking about how he wanted her to behave at one of these so called Commonwealth functions, she headed back not to her room on the ship but to her room on her ship. The only place that felt like home.

Even before the hatch closed she was kicking off her boots and throwing her jacket on the pilot chair as she headed to her quarters. She stopped abruptly when she saw the holoflexi on her bed.

She quickly drew her gun and looked around her room, the only other people who knew how to get into her room were Trance and Harper and Tyr, the last one always made her a little ticked. She was always changing the code but he always managed to find a way in.

Finding everything in its place she picked up the flexi and gave a slight gasp. It was from Tyr. She looked at for it for few seconds and debated on whether or not she should open it.

She wanted to see what excuse he had this time and was afraid to open it because he might be insulting her again. Her curiosity won out and she settled herself on her bed by sitting cross-legged. She pressed the button and rested her elbow on her knees and cupped her face in her hands. And long after the flexi finished her mouth remained open.

"Damn you, Tyr." She said softly. Just when she was getting used to not liking him, he goes and does this.

Tyr Anasazi was asking permission to court her. In public. Finally she gathered enough wits, she sent back her answer. If he wanted to date her, she sure as hell wasn't gonna make it easy for him.

Finished!!!!!!!!!!

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I know it was lame finish but I like it. I guess. Certainly could have done better but then again I'm only a mediocre writer, if even that.

And no I won't be writing a sequel.

Maybe.