Honored Memories

By: Kryptonite

A/N: Hello. My first Andromeda fic, hope you like. I kinda got the idea while I was reading another story (Haunted Past by LittleRedHead) and I could just… ya know, see it. I'm not real sure how long it's gonna be or exactly where it's going but that's a good thing because it means you, the reader, has some amount of input in what you want to happen. Well, enough of my ramblings. Enjoy the story!

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" Dylan. Incoming message." Rommie, Andromeda Ascendants AI, toned out.

" On screen." Dylan said, walking onto the bridge.

" Captain Hunt. I am Ambassador Valence from Ugroth. I am a… trader of sorts."

Dylan smiled at the screen, thinking of the possibilities of trade that the Perseid might want. " What can I help you with Ambassador?"

" I have a proposition for you Captain. If I may come aboard, we would be better able to bargain."

" Of course Ambassador." Dylan held the smile in place until the screen blacked out. Just for good measure he waited another ten seconds. " Security on high alert."

" Yes sir." Rommie said, punching in the right code.

" I want to know why they're here. I want to know why a Perseid ambassador is trading."

" Dylan? Maybe he simply has something he created and wants to get rid of." Beka, ever the voice of reason, suggested.

" Oh! I want ta be the first one to try it." Harper, the local genius, put in, his face lighting up in glee.

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" I must say Ambassador, your request was… unexpected."

" I know it was a bit… unexpected." The chin head smiled nicely, setting its cup down on the table. " But I thought, given everything you've done for the universe at large, I thought it was time to give you something in return."

" That's very kind of you but you didn't have to." Dylan smiled; wishing the Perseid would hurry up.

" Oh but I did. I've invented a marvelous machine. It shows you your fondest memories." Dylan straightened up at that.

" Any memory?"

" Yes, yes any memory at all." The Perseid showed no sign of knowledge at the reaction that he was causing Dylan Hunt.

" What exactly do you want for it?"

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" He wants what?" Harper exploded later when Dylan told his crew what Ambassador Valence was asking for.

" Come on Harper it's a perfect trade off."

" No way. No way am I giving that… chin head my Bell X-1. I haven't even been able to finish it yet!"

" He's willing to give us the plans for the machine so you can replicate it. See how it works without destroying the one we have." Harper grumbled a bit more before giving in.

" Oh all right! But I want at least two gallons of Neubayern Weisbrau. Got it?"

Dylan pretended to consider then said, " Okay."

" You're giving him beer?" Beka asked, pointing to the short engineer.

" Willingly?" Rommie added. Trance had stayed in the back, thinking over the situation.

" Yes. Now if you'll excuse me I have a business transaction to complete." Dylan walked out of the room followed closely by Trance.

" Dylan are you sure this is a good idea?" Dylan stopped, looking over at the resident doctor/botanist.

" What do you see?"

" Nothing." She replied, just a touch defensive. " Except that this could go very, very wrong, very, very quickly."

" Is that all Trance?" Dylan looked at the golden-skinned alien as she slowly nodded yes. " Okay. Warning noted. Good day." He walked on, leaving a very irked Trance watching him leave.

She shook her head and muttered, " It's never enough."

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" We have a deal." Dylan shook Valence's hand in an agreement of the pact.

" Good, good. As soon as everything's ready I'll transfer all the data over to your ships computers. I'll send the machine later tonight."

" Thank you ambassador."

" My pleasure Captain Hunt." The Perseid's eyes flashed slightly as he turned from Dylan, his voice lowering a few octaves as he muttered, " My pleasure."