A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! I hope everyone had a great day! I finished the 3rd chapter and now know where I'm going with the story!! YAYYYYY! Thank you SSSSOOO much for all the great reviews!! They really helped a ton!!! I'll be gone for the rest of the week, so there won't be any updates for a while, but hopefully when I get back I'll have lots to write!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Andromeda. *sob* don't make me say that again!!

Rating: PG

Summary: Beka and Harper crash on an abandoned planet, but is it really abandoned?

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Chapter 3

When Harper woke up, he surprisingly felt a lot better; things were clearer, and the pain in his head was reduced to a dull throb. He sat up slowly. How long had he been passed out? Hopefully not too long, maybe Beka wasn't that far away.

Feeling re-invigorated, Harper decided to figure out his next move (actually, this would be his first move, but whatever). The easiest way to do that was to play an exciting round of What Would Dylan Do (A/N: I know Tyr said that but i *LOVED* that quote!).

'Okay, so I'm Dylan,' Harper paced nervously as he thought, 'and I crashed on a planet and I need to get back so I should.' The answer popped out of nowhere: try to contact Andromeda! Obviously. Harper sighed. Dylan had all the answers.

The first thing that needed to happen for Harper to signal the Andromeda was to figure out which console was the communications console (A/N: if that's what its called.lol). During the crash everything had fallen to the floor- including the things that were attached to the wall. Harper winced, thinking of the magnitude the impact must have been to cause that damage. He was lucky to be alive. Then a dizzy spell hit and Harper remembered he wasn't completely unscathed.

Locating the console wasn't the hard part: Harper was very familiar with this particular piece of equipment (last year he had broken it and Beka made him rebuild it). The problem was lifting it back into place against the wall. Harper was little, and the weight he did have wasn't all muscle.

The console was partly leaning on a broken chair. After staring at it for a while, Harper decided the most logical course of action would be to crawl under the console and push it up. That way he could use both hands.

Lying on his back, he managed to wriggle under the console with minimal pain. It was hard, but using all the strength he had, and some he didn't, Harper got the console to stand up again.

The second step was to get the homing device working again (A/N: lets pretend the homing device is a part of the communications console). This was more in his area of expertise, and Harper knew he could get it done in a maximum of five minutes. Maybe. Hopefully. Brandishing his nanowielder, Harper popped open the console and got to work.

Ten minutes later the console was up and running again- sort of. One of the key components was broken and would only work half the time. Harper was positive it would quit permanently any second now. In fact, the only reason it worked that half time was because Harper had given up and kicked it.

He flicked the on switch. So far so good. Time to send a message to the Andromeda.

Suddenly Harper was filled with dread. What was he supposed to say?

'Hey Dylan, I screwed up again the crashed the ship. Oh yeah, and Beka's gone. Could you come save us?'

Harper decided to settle for the nice prerecorded distress signal.

"Andromeda Ascendent, this is the Eureka Maru, we have crashed on an unknown planet and require assistance."

Harper leaned back on the console and prayed to any God out there that the message was sent.

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Meanwhile On the Andromeda..

Dylan glanced over at Trance for the hundredth time. She seemed.apprehensive. All morning she had been playing nervously with her tail, and got startled by the smallest thing. Dylan knew enough about Trance to know that if she was nervous, he should be nervous.

"Is anything wrong, Trance?" He asked her.

Trance jumped when she heard his voice. "No," she smiled innocently. "Why would anything be wrong?"

Dylan didn't press the matter, knowing that when the time was right she would reveal her knowledge.

Sure enough, thirty minutes later Trance spoke up.

"Dylan, I'm detecting a distress call."

Dylan perked up. A distress call! He loved distress calls! Well, he didn't love distress calls because that meant people were hurt, but he loved rescuing people. I guess you could call it his.passion (A/N: are you detecting the burning hatred here?...).

Andromeda's beautiful face filled the viewscreen.

"Trance, that signal is across this galaxy, and it's very faint. We'd have to change course completely just to listen to the message."

Dylan looked back and forth from Andromeda to Trance, uncertainly.

"Please make your decision soon, Captain Hunt, we haven't got all day," Tyr had to voice his opinion. "Every second you wait is a second of my life that I have wasted."

"Andromeda how far-"

"Dylan," Trance interrupted. "I really think we should go." She gave him a look that said, 'go now or I'll take over the ship and force you to.'

"I'll take us in just so we can hear the message, then we can decide whether to go or not." Dylan said, placing himself in the slipstream chair.

"Aye, Captain," Andromeda responded as the other crewmembers braced for slipstream.

In less then a minute they had traveled to the location of the distress signal.

"Andromeda, play message," Dylan commanded.

Andromeda complied, and a machine-like voice filled command.

"Andromeda Ascendent, this is the Eureka Maru, we have crashed on an unknown planet and require assistance."

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Wow that was so totally not a cliff-hanger!! lolol Thanks for all the reviews!!!!! Oh, szshismine, where is this ExIsle place? I searched for it on google but all I found were book stores. :-S:-S lolololol MMMMEERRRYYY CHHHHRRRRIIIISSSTTTTTMMMMAASSSSSSS!!!!!