Thanks so far for all the reviews! They really inspire me to write more! Also, thanks for D pointing out that I don't have to mention the fact that Dylan is the captain…yadda yadda. It's habit! Sometimes I forget and do it anyhow. Anyhow, I was trying to go for the fact, that…shock horror! There may be non andromeda people out there…..(holds on to her best mate)…can you believe that?!

Oh…I'm a final fantasy 7 fan. Hence the name of the ship and the avatar, so I don't own them either. If it works, I'll keep the chapter. If not, I'll change it.

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Ahh, I see that your back. Hey and welcome to the hell that is now becoming my life.

To recap on the Harper show, one, I have control of the ship. Two, my friends probably hate me, what am I sayin?! They do hate me! Three, my data port feels like something is slowly burying itself into my head. Ok, so ya probably didn't know about three but hey, now ya do.

The little security vid ya watched, it was showing how Dylan was heading of to the bridge right? Good, now, lets see it from the other points of view.

Second up is the lovely Beka Valentine. May the Devine bless her, she let the pirate in her get the better of her. It's not her fault that we finally got our asses caught.

Rommie, if you please. Drum roll and roll the vid.

God…her eyes are really starting to freak me out.

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Beka sat in the command chair, her body filling the seat quite nicely. It felt like she belonged in it. The chair, designed for High Guard officers, was under the threat of being 'transferred' to the Maru. It was just so dang comfy.

A smile came to her lips as she thought of her engineer and friend sitting in the chair. He would throw himself into it and would sit and squirm until he felt like he was in a good sitting position. He was the only guy on board who could sit crossed legged and still have plenty of room for his various tools and gadgets that were always strapped to his waist.

The past month had been good. No one had caused any trouble but they did lose a potential Commonwealth member. Who knew Harper had that sick a sense of humour?

Well, she did but she wasn't going to tell Dylan. Sides, Dylan always wanted to learn things about his crew. The main point being, how the hell did Harper break into the man's quarters? No one knew. The young mud foot refused to tell his secrets.

"Beka?" Rommie's holographic counterpart appeared beside her.

Beka jumped, she still wasn't used to the hologram appearing when she wanted to, at least with the avatar, she could at least hear it coming.

"What?"

The hologram tilted her head upwards, her eyes searching the top of the bridge, "I think I can see something on my long range sensors. It's big."

"Big?" Beka refrained from sighing.

You have the entire commonwealth dictionary in your head and the best you can come up with is, 'It's big?' the sometimes blonde captain relaxed her hands, trying to get a better grip on the steering sticks.

"My sensors are over three hundred years old. You can't always expect them to be perfect," the hologram seemed to be pouting, "Besides, Harper was in the middle of fixing them last week but something caught his attention."

"What?" Beka had to smile, Harper would always be Harper when it came to certain things but to leave his favourite toy half finished?

The hologram sighed, "Who knows. It's Harper."

"Chaos and caffeine," Beka's grin grew wider, "After a year of living on the ship, I'd thought you knew that."

The three hundred year old hologram once again, rolled her eyes, "Well, no one is perfect."

The Eureka Maru captain laughed, "Well, anyway. What have ya got for me?"

"It's a…vessel of some sort," Andromeda's AI appeared on the view screen, "A very old type High Guard vessel."

"Older than you?" the human female enjoyed getting one up on the ship. Andromeda was just too perfect for her personal tastes. She liked her ships to be a little less spic and span and lived in.

"Yes," it seemed the ship made flesh still couldn't grasp sarcasm.

"High Guard eh? Always worth a look," Beka licked her lips, they could do some serious salvage work on that ship. If it was still in one piece.

It seemed Andromeda had the same way of thinking and really disapproved of the idea.

"We are not going to salvage the ship. I know for a fact that I wouldn't like it," the hologram spoke up.

Damn, but she wouldn't exactly have to know about it, Beka's salvage mind kicked in, devising various plans of how to get the salvage off one ship and onto her baby without any of the three ship's egos finding out.

Harper could shut her systems down and make her think she was doing a self diagnostic or something, the plans seemed to fill her mind but she was brought out of her get-rich-quick scheme when something rocked the ship.

Without being told, the ship placed herself into battle mode. The lights turning from the calm white to the battle blue.

"What happened?" Beka felt her heart race in her chest, battle was never welcomed. If she ever did get her hands on the warship, who'd want it if it was battered and damaged?

"The High Guard vessel is attacking us," the screen Rommie answered.

Beka gasped when Rommie disappeared from the screen, revealing the huge form of a black warship staring her right in the face. Was it even High Guard? It looked way to mean and dangerous to be the peaceful Commonwealth.

"That's a High Guard vessel?" she stared at it for a long moment, not believing what she was seeing. She was on the wrong ship. That one looked like it had some serious clout power.

"Yes," Rommie's voice was disembodied, "…It's a vessel thought to of been destroyed. Infact, I was there when they cleaned her memory."

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Chapter three! Wohoo! Sorry if beka is out of character. Dying of the cold…(cough splutter, sniff) and I really don't know much about her. Think I'll visit a few websites to learn more. Hehe.