A/N Ok, another chapter. A little short, I've been having major writer's block, but the reviews are helping, so review more!!! The Doyle thing was kinda last minute, so, I hope you like it!

Vivian's POV

I'll get her. She won't get away with this. She thinks she's fooling me by trying to act like she's involved with Harper and Rhade. Beka will regret the day she ever messed with me and my work. It won't be long now, the boys are at eachother's throats over me. Soon they won't be able to take it and they'll try to kill eachother. I've seen it all before. I seem to have that effect on men. Vivian laughed maniacally.

Andromeda's POV

Andromeda watched Vivian. Her main AI may not be functioning properly but that didn't mean she couldn't still keep an eye on things. And she knew that this girl was bad news. Harper had been her engineer, and closest friend besides Dylan, for four years, and she knew he was in trouble. He had been this way with girls before, fawning over them, worshipping the ground they walk on. It was sort of endearing, but it got him into trouble. Most of the time, the girls Harper fell for were not very good people. Andromeda thought over some of these girls; Dr. Professor Korkova, who wanted to take his brain, Elzabet, who was planning on starting a war at her wedding, and Randai and Tiki who had infected her (Andromeda) with a slave driver program, to name a few. Andromeda could remember countless times when Harper had fallen for a girl who took no interest in him whatsoever.

Rhade, however, had not fallen for every girl he saw. Rhade was more, aloof. He usually just watched the action unfold and jumped in when he was needed. He had only been on Andromeda for one year, but she felt like she knew something about him. The only girl she had ever seen him fall for was Louisa, and she died. So obviously he didn't have high hopes for love. Besides, he's Nietzschean, he's engineered to be pessimistic. It's just part of that Nietzschean charm. Now, though, he seemed more laid back. She had seen him laugh more times in the last four days than she had the entire time he was a member of her crew. Andromeda found herself thinking that maybe the events on Arkology had happened for the best.

Doyle's POV

He's so sweet, and naïve. He can't help but trust her. He wants to believe in love, I know it. Maybe I can get him to see the truth about Vivian and get him to love me. No, stop it Doyle, you're an android, remember? And he's a, what did Dylan call him? A Nietzschean, genetically engineered to pass on their genes. Why would he ever love her? He couldn't pass on his genes with an android.

Doyle was in her quarters pacing. She couldn't stop thinking about Rhade. Ever since she'd met him she'd always felt herself blush, if she could blush, when he talked to her. It was stupid, of course, he was in love with this new girl named Vivian, who Doyle hated for taking him away from her.

Doyle heard the door open. She looked up to see Beka standing in the doorway. "Umm, have you seen Harper? He was supposed to bring me a part he was working on for the Maru."

"He's probably off with Vivian," she said bitterly. Beka sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Of course," she grumbled. She walked in and sat in a chair. "So, what do you think about Rhade and Harper going crazy over this girl?" This made Doyle a little bit uncomfortable. She hadn't really talked to Beka at all, and she wasn't quite sure she wanted to discuss Rhade with her. She wasn't sure what she might say. She needed time to figure out how to say how much she hated Vivian, without giving away the fact that she had feelings for Rhade. Beka was obviously not going to wait that long for her to respond, "I mean, it's just so stupid how they're fighting over her. I don't see what so special about her."

Doyle couldn't hold her opinions in any longer, "Who does she think she is, just waltzing in here and acting like she's the hottest thing to hit since the last meteor? Then, she has to take over the whole ship, with her two groupies following her wherever she goes." Beka let out a snort of agreement.

"You know what I think? I think we should expose her for what she really is. Then maybe Harper and Rhade won't act like her brain dead-zombie-slave-boy toys." Doyle and Beka busted out laughing. Doyle thought she was going to like Beka.