I was planning on posting this a long time ago, but by Beta reader never
got back to me. Since it wasn't edited by anyone, I'll bet there are some
grammatical mistakes and such, so please forgive them.
Hello there. After just recently finishing Amnesia, I decided it was worth another go. I left it on quite a cliffhanger, and I believe it has more potential. I am mostly writing it for my own sake, though. Hey, it's fun! I hope whoever is reading this enjoys it. All reviews welcome, appreciated... please don't make me beg!
The Characters belong to Grant Naylor, as I know you could have imagined. All except for Olivia and the various ones I could possibly make up. Anyway, I brought Rimmer's character development in a direction Grant Naylor probably wouldn't have, but I am trying to stay realistic... trying...
Lets see.. Who to dedicate it to... Danica for inspiring me to write more (somewhat against my will, but oh well)
Rimmer was in a romantic trance that couldn't be broken. Just hours previously they had shared the single most passionate kiss he had ever experienced in his life. He has kissed a small few woman in his lifetime, but it took the incredibly intense, and occasionally painful, feelings that he had for Olivia to really make him feel something. It seemed to make everything feel better. Everything he had to endure in the past several weeks, It had all been worth it.
Olivia had soon been brought back to reality after her magical experience. She had decided to stay. Stay in this reality. Endure all it threw at her. She had made an agreement for him that she wouldn't try to escape, and she would be brave enough to face what was happening. That wasn't what he had said to her, or even what he was implying, but that was how she had interpreted it.
She had just fled a court hearing. It all came flooding back to her, washing over her passion and smothering it in the dirt as if it were a small flame. Even so, she felt bravery. Perhaps not enough to go back in there and tell the group of strangers everything that had happened to her, but at least enough to take it all in mentally. This certainly was an improvement.
After Olivia and Rimmer didn't return for a long amount of time, the court hearing was called off. The small jury of officers all filed out the doors, and continued their lives, unaffected. The only decision that was made from the short, unfinished hearing, was one between Captain Hollister and the security officers. They would keep a closer eye on Todhunter and Olivia.
Hours after, the captain requested to meet with Olivia. So then she once again sat in his office, alone with him, sitting uncomfortably across from him. She could once again feel the heat from his overhead lamp.
"Listen, Captain. I'm sorry for running away from my hearing." She said in a worried tone. She hoped she wouldn't be in trouble for it.
The captain shrugged. "Well, Ms. Angeledis, for the time being we will be keeping a closer watch on you and Officer Todhunter."
She nodded.
"If anything else is to happen concerning your case, please bring it to my attention. I'll let you and Rimmer off the hook this time for violating security regulations, but it better not happen again." He said in a stern manner.
She nodded again. "Yes, sir." She hadn't been involved in getting the security tapes, Rimmer had done that without her permission, but she might as well take the blame for that. There was no use in blaming it on him. She was glad for his protection. He was on her side, and she didn't want to be saying anything negative about him to the captain. A small smile spread across her face, remembering what had happened previously that day.
"And one last thing."
His voice brought her out of her small fantasy
"I've arranged for you to meet with the ship's psychiatrist a few times a week for awhile. Until he thinks your doing well enough." He reached over and handed her a small slip of paper with her schedule.
She took it and stared at the small piece of paper in confusion. The ship's psychiatrist? So he really did think she was crazy. Mentally unstable. She could imagine the rest of the crew thought that, too. Everyone on this ship was so driven by success and their own careers, they didn't have the time and energy to care about her. To consider that she might possibly have had a reason behind her actions besides just insanity, but obviously that was the Psychiatrists job to determine.
"Dismissed." Said the captain.
She slowly got up from her chair and left the room. She looked across the same hall she had passed through previously. The door at the end on the left. The one she had just fled from. She let out a sigh and focused her attention back to the paper. She didn't like the idea of telling some stranger her feelings. It was hard for her to tell anyone her feelings. The only one who had managed to get them out of her was Rimmer. Rimmer... He would want to know how this meeting went, How she was feeling. He would question her like he always did.
Just as she expected he had been waiting outside the captain's office, pacing around the drive room. Their eyes met, and he began to smile. She wasn't able to smile back. He quickly walked over to her.
"So how did the meeting go?" he asked her.
That was exactly the question she expected, but who could blame him? These feelings were so new to her, She had no idea how to treat them. "It went alright." she said softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice. It had become a habit for her to speak soft and in an unsure tone.
"Oh..." Her lack of enthusiasm seemed to hit him hard, and wipe the smile off his face. "Well I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come to dinner with me tonight. Or maybe go to the bar..." he looked a little hopeful. Maybe he could restore her enthusiasm and make her feel better again.
Olivia took a deep breath. It made her happy that he had offered, and she wanted to spend some time with him, but for some reason she just couldn't get herself to agree. She couldn't get herself to respond how she wanted to. "Oh... well... I think I just want to be alone tonight."
"Oh..." Said Rimmer, his look of hopefulness vanishing.
"Sorry, Rimmer." She said, unable to make eye contact with him.
Before he could respond she had already turned the other direction and started to walk off.
Rimmer was so confused. It was almost as if she were angry or upset with him again. He had done everything he could for her to feel safe. He had kissed her. She had kissed him back. She had allowed the kiss and felt quite content with it. Was it possible she had not felt what he had? The moment was so electric! She must have felt something, she just had to!
Rimmer sat alone in his quarters later that evening. What was the use? Nothing ever worked out for him, why would this be the exception? She was the one person who could bring him so much happiness and joy with one simple smile. Or massive longing and desire with a single sigh. She didn't want to be with him. She would never be his. It was almost a law of physics. Anything that could make him happy was never obtainable.
There was a soft knock at the door. Rimmer leapt from his comfortable position sprawled across his bunk and sat up. "Open!" he exclaimed.
The opening of the mechanical doors brought forth a flooding of outside light, and a silhouette cast across his bunk. Her silhouette, standing in his doorway. She was wearing a navy blue T-shirt that gently hugged her small figure, and loosely fitted black shorts. Her feet were bare. He couldn't help but stare at her pale, thin legs for a moment.
"Hi..." He said.
Her eyes wondered the room as if she was unsure of where to focus. "Hi..." She replied.
"You can come in if you want." Rimmer offered, seeing her stand awkwardly at the door.
She took a few steps in the room, and the door automatically shut.
"Can I get you something to drink?" He offered.
She shook her head. "I just wanted to talk, I guess." She seemed uneasy, like she always was.
Rimmer nodded and motioned for her to come sit on his bunk. He tried to remain comfortable around her, even though it was proving to be a challenge. Seeing her like this yet again caused a lot of pain for him. She was still uneasy around him, even after everything they had been through. Was he ever going to win her over?
Olivia followed his gesture and sat, looking up at him, their eyes meeting. "Listen, Rimmer..." She began, unsure of what to say next, it did seem like she had come with something on her mind, just no way of saying it aloud. Without a plan of what to say, she began to speak. "Even with all you did for me, its still going to be hard for me to wake up in the morning and face all of them." She watched as the expression on his face changed slightly. The way he looked at her surprised her. It was as if he could look into her eyes and see the innards of her soul. "You've been so supportive...It's just that you can't shield me. I'm the one who ultimately must face them. Besides your support, their isn't really much else you can provide me."
That hit him hard. Did she mean that she didn't want anything...romantic...from him? At all? He had wanted to believe so bad that she had experienced the same overwhelming electric sensation he had. Had she not?
She watched as the expression changed on his face again. The tiny facial gestures that meant unhappiness. She didn't exactly know what she was trying to say to him. "No..."
He looked up.
"That's not true... I'm just so confused." She tried and corrected.
"No... It's alright."
"It's not... I can see that you are confused by me, also." Olivia began to notice that she was sitting only a few inches from him, her bare knees were almost touching his. She was filled with a slight nervousness, but at the same time, excitement.
"This is a test... You're testing me!" Rimmer began, in a startlingly loud and harsh manner. "The moment I do something for you, things become so much harder...I try to protect you by telling the captain and nothing good came from that. I tried to defend you, but it made you run away. And then...and then I kissed you... and you want nothing to do with me."
With that, tears began to stream from Olivia's eyelids. "No!" She sobbed. "It's not like that!"
It didn't take him long to realize the damaging, hurtful implications of what he had just said. How could he have?! He stood up, abruptly, involuntarily tugging on his uniform material. "No! I didn't mean that. You shouldn't listen to me!"
She took a deep breath. Her crying seemed to momentarily stop. She stepped up from the bunk so that she was at his level. She tried to keep back her sobs, but wasn't completely successful. They both stared at her for several moments.
"I...I shouldn't blame anything on you..." Rimmer began.
"I shouldn't conceal my feelings from you." Said Olivia.
They both spoke as if not to even hear what the other was saying.
"You did kiss me...I mean, you really kissed me." She remarked, with a long pause in the middle of the sentence. She was saying it more to herself than to him.
"I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." He said softly, refusing to make eye contact.
"It was unexpected... but it was...Amazing." She said very slowly, as if to carefully select each word.
"Amazing?" He wasn't sure what to make of that, but it felt as if he was suddenly floating in mid-air.
"Even with my memory back I can't remember an experience like that...It exposed so much. So personal...and magical." Olivia seemed unsure if what she was saying was appropriate or not, but was saying it anyway.
Rimmer couldn't help but smile. All hope was not lost, after all.
"Listen, I don't know what I am comfortable with. I'm still getting over just...being here."
Rimmer nodded reassuringly. "You've been through so much. I wouldn't want to contribute any stress. You're very brave, Olivia."
She smiled. He had gotten her to smile! It nearly filled his heart with childish laughter. She slowly leaned closer to him. He wasn't completely sure if he was just imagining her doing so, or if she was actually doing it. He could soon feel her soft lips gently pressed against his cheek, causing him to instantly blush.
Hello there. After just recently finishing Amnesia, I decided it was worth another go. I left it on quite a cliffhanger, and I believe it has more potential. I am mostly writing it for my own sake, though. Hey, it's fun! I hope whoever is reading this enjoys it. All reviews welcome, appreciated... please don't make me beg!
The Characters belong to Grant Naylor, as I know you could have imagined. All except for Olivia and the various ones I could possibly make up. Anyway, I brought Rimmer's character development in a direction Grant Naylor probably wouldn't have, but I am trying to stay realistic... trying...
Lets see.. Who to dedicate it to... Danica for inspiring me to write more (somewhat against my will, but oh well)
Rimmer was in a romantic trance that couldn't be broken. Just hours previously they had shared the single most passionate kiss he had ever experienced in his life. He has kissed a small few woman in his lifetime, but it took the incredibly intense, and occasionally painful, feelings that he had for Olivia to really make him feel something. It seemed to make everything feel better. Everything he had to endure in the past several weeks, It had all been worth it.
Olivia had soon been brought back to reality after her magical experience. She had decided to stay. Stay in this reality. Endure all it threw at her. She had made an agreement for him that she wouldn't try to escape, and she would be brave enough to face what was happening. That wasn't what he had said to her, or even what he was implying, but that was how she had interpreted it.
She had just fled a court hearing. It all came flooding back to her, washing over her passion and smothering it in the dirt as if it were a small flame. Even so, she felt bravery. Perhaps not enough to go back in there and tell the group of strangers everything that had happened to her, but at least enough to take it all in mentally. This certainly was an improvement.
After Olivia and Rimmer didn't return for a long amount of time, the court hearing was called off. The small jury of officers all filed out the doors, and continued their lives, unaffected. The only decision that was made from the short, unfinished hearing, was one between Captain Hollister and the security officers. They would keep a closer eye on Todhunter and Olivia.
Hours after, the captain requested to meet with Olivia. So then she once again sat in his office, alone with him, sitting uncomfortably across from him. She could once again feel the heat from his overhead lamp.
"Listen, Captain. I'm sorry for running away from my hearing." She said in a worried tone. She hoped she wouldn't be in trouble for it.
The captain shrugged. "Well, Ms. Angeledis, for the time being we will be keeping a closer watch on you and Officer Todhunter."
She nodded.
"If anything else is to happen concerning your case, please bring it to my attention. I'll let you and Rimmer off the hook this time for violating security regulations, but it better not happen again." He said in a stern manner.
She nodded again. "Yes, sir." She hadn't been involved in getting the security tapes, Rimmer had done that without her permission, but she might as well take the blame for that. There was no use in blaming it on him. She was glad for his protection. He was on her side, and she didn't want to be saying anything negative about him to the captain. A small smile spread across her face, remembering what had happened previously that day.
"And one last thing."
His voice brought her out of her small fantasy
"I've arranged for you to meet with the ship's psychiatrist a few times a week for awhile. Until he thinks your doing well enough." He reached over and handed her a small slip of paper with her schedule.
She took it and stared at the small piece of paper in confusion. The ship's psychiatrist? So he really did think she was crazy. Mentally unstable. She could imagine the rest of the crew thought that, too. Everyone on this ship was so driven by success and their own careers, they didn't have the time and energy to care about her. To consider that she might possibly have had a reason behind her actions besides just insanity, but obviously that was the Psychiatrists job to determine.
"Dismissed." Said the captain.
She slowly got up from her chair and left the room. She looked across the same hall she had passed through previously. The door at the end on the left. The one she had just fled from. She let out a sigh and focused her attention back to the paper. She didn't like the idea of telling some stranger her feelings. It was hard for her to tell anyone her feelings. The only one who had managed to get them out of her was Rimmer. Rimmer... He would want to know how this meeting went, How she was feeling. He would question her like he always did.
Just as she expected he had been waiting outside the captain's office, pacing around the drive room. Their eyes met, and he began to smile. She wasn't able to smile back. He quickly walked over to her.
"So how did the meeting go?" he asked her.
That was exactly the question she expected, but who could blame him? These feelings were so new to her, She had no idea how to treat them. "It went alright." she said softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice. It had become a habit for her to speak soft and in an unsure tone.
"Oh..." Her lack of enthusiasm seemed to hit him hard, and wipe the smile off his face. "Well I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come to dinner with me tonight. Or maybe go to the bar..." he looked a little hopeful. Maybe he could restore her enthusiasm and make her feel better again.
Olivia took a deep breath. It made her happy that he had offered, and she wanted to spend some time with him, but for some reason she just couldn't get herself to agree. She couldn't get herself to respond how she wanted to. "Oh... well... I think I just want to be alone tonight."
"Oh..." Said Rimmer, his look of hopefulness vanishing.
"Sorry, Rimmer." She said, unable to make eye contact with him.
Before he could respond she had already turned the other direction and started to walk off.
Rimmer was so confused. It was almost as if she were angry or upset with him again. He had done everything he could for her to feel safe. He had kissed her. She had kissed him back. She had allowed the kiss and felt quite content with it. Was it possible she had not felt what he had? The moment was so electric! She must have felt something, she just had to!
Rimmer sat alone in his quarters later that evening. What was the use? Nothing ever worked out for him, why would this be the exception? She was the one person who could bring him so much happiness and joy with one simple smile. Or massive longing and desire with a single sigh. She didn't want to be with him. She would never be his. It was almost a law of physics. Anything that could make him happy was never obtainable.
There was a soft knock at the door. Rimmer leapt from his comfortable position sprawled across his bunk and sat up. "Open!" he exclaimed.
The opening of the mechanical doors brought forth a flooding of outside light, and a silhouette cast across his bunk. Her silhouette, standing in his doorway. She was wearing a navy blue T-shirt that gently hugged her small figure, and loosely fitted black shorts. Her feet were bare. He couldn't help but stare at her pale, thin legs for a moment.
"Hi..." He said.
Her eyes wondered the room as if she was unsure of where to focus. "Hi..." She replied.
"You can come in if you want." Rimmer offered, seeing her stand awkwardly at the door.
She took a few steps in the room, and the door automatically shut.
"Can I get you something to drink?" He offered.
She shook her head. "I just wanted to talk, I guess." She seemed uneasy, like she always was.
Rimmer nodded and motioned for her to come sit on his bunk. He tried to remain comfortable around her, even though it was proving to be a challenge. Seeing her like this yet again caused a lot of pain for him. She was still uneasy around him, even after everything they had been through. Was he ever going to win her over?
Olivia followed his gesture and sat, looking up at him, their eyes meeting. "Listen, Rimmer..." She began, unsure of what to say next, it did seem like she had come with something on her mind, just no way of saying it aloud. Without a plan of what to say, she began to speak. "Even with all you did for me, its still going to be hard for me to wake up in the morning and face all of them." She watched as the expression on his face changed slightly. The way he looked at her surprised her. It was as if he could look into her eyes and see the innards of her soul. "You've been so supportive...It's just that you can't shield me. I'm the one who ultimately must face them. Besides your support, their isn't really much else you can provide me."
That hit him hard. Did she mean that she didn't want anything...romantic...from him? At all? He had wanted to believe so bad that she had experienced the same overwhelming electric sensation he had. Had she not?
She watched as the expression changed on his face again. The tiny facial gestures that meant unhappiness. She didn't exactly know what she was trying to say to him. "No..."
He looked up.
"That's not true... I'm just so confused." She tried and corrected.
"No... It's alright."
"It's not... I can see that you are confused by me, also." Olivia began to notice that she was sitting only a few inches from him, her bare knees were almost touching his. She was filled with a slight nervousness, but at the same time, excitement.
"This is a test... You're testing me!" Rimmer began, in a startlingly loud and harsh manner. "The moment I do something for you, things become so much harder...I try to protect you by telling the captain and nothing good came from that. I tried to defend you, but it made you run away. And then...and then I kissed you... and you want nothing to do with me."
With that, tears began to stream from Olivia's eyelids. "No!" She sobbed. "It's not like that!"
It didn't take him long to realize the damaging, hurtful implications of what he had just said. How could he have?! He stood up, abruptly, involuntarily tugging on his uniform material. "No! I didn't mean that. You shouldn't listen to me!"
She took a deep breath. Her crying seemed to momentarily stop. She stepped up from the bunk so that she was at his level. She tried to keep back her sobs, but wasn't completely successful. They both stared at her for several moments.
"I...I shouldn't blame anything on you..." Rimmer began.
"I shouldn't conceal my feelings from you." Said Olivia.
They both spoke as if not to even hear what the other was saying.
"You did kiss me...I mean, you really kissed me." She remarked, with a long pause in the middle of the sentence. She was saying it more to herself than to him.
"I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." He said softly, refusing to make eye contact.
"It was unexpected... but it was...Amazing." She said very slowly, as if to carefully select each word.
"Amazing?" He wasn't sure what to make of that, but it felt as if he was suddenly floating in mid-air.
"Even with my memory back I can't remember an experience like that...It exposed so much. So personal...and magical." Olivia seemed unsure if what she was saying was appropriate or not, but was saying it anyway.
Rimmer couldn't help but smile. All hope was not lost, after all.
"Listen, I don't know what I am comfortable with. I'm still getting over just...being here."
Rimmer nodded reassuringly. "You've been through so much. I wouldn't want to contribute any stress. You're very brave, Olivia."
She smiled. He had gotten her to smile! It nearly filled his heart with childish laughter. She slowly leaned closer to him. He wasn't completely sure if he was just imagining her doing so, or if she was actually doing it. He could soon feel her soft lips gently pressed against his cheek, causing him to instantly blush.