Captive Entanglements 6/?

Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.

Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bear with me.

In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.

The Agreement

"We will contact Dylan as agreed and mention a rendezvous. I will see if the situation with the Magog has been resolved yet." Tyr said. "If I may use your communication console to get in touch with them."

"Right over there." Bolivar answered gesturing to the table behind him.

As Tyr went over to talk to the Captain, Charlemagne breathed a sigh of relief. He let himself relax in his chair across from where Harper was sitting. During the last two days of discussions he had been occupied nonstop. After finally agreeing to sign the charter Bolivar finally let his guard down a bit.

He watched the engineer silently. After Harper's outburst about the Magog, he had barely said three words during the rest of the negotiations. Tyr continued to explain the situation concisely, and at that point the Archduke already had decided to join, he just needed to iron out the specifics so that the Jaguars' interests were looked after.

The quiet blonde sitting in front of him was a far cry from the cocky 'genius' he had first met two days ago. Although the engineer was obviously getting a kick out of watching Tyr be diplomatic, for the most part Harper remained wary and watchful. He seemed constantly on guard, never taking his eyes off the others in the room. Harper's heightened level of paranoia seemed to surprise Tyr as well, if his reaction the first time he noticed it was any indication.

Bolivar noticed the level of comfort Harper found in Tyr's presence which was not much, but still somewhat surprising considering the boy's absolute hatred for Nietzscheans. After investigating the Andromeda's crew and exploits, Bolivar found it unbelievable that they were all still alive.

He made it a point to study his enemies and possible allies strengths and weaknesses. What he came across lead him to believe that the engineer was the weak link. Having met the engineer, he began to doubt the veracity of his gathered data.

As Tyr opened a channel to the Andromeda, Bolivar continued to study Harper in an effort to try to figure out what made the kludge tick. He was brought back from his thoughts when Tyr began to speak to Hunt.

When Bolivar looked up before turning around to better pay attention to the conversation, he found Harper glaring at him. Seamus was staring at him with the same-trapped vicious look he had been sporting since meeting him. It put Bolivar in mind of an injured panther just waiting for an attacker to get close enough for it to pounce on. Needless to say, all of Harper's hackles were raised.

"Have you handled the Magog?" Tyr asked Dylan bluntly.

"Yes. They attacked a few hours ago." Dylan answered, looking off screen for a second. "Rommie go check on Trance. I want an update ASAP… Sorry about that, but things are hectic right now."

Before Tyr got the chance to respond, Harper practically pushed him aside in his haste to speak to Dylan.

"What happened to Trance? Is she okay?" Harrper asked worriedly.

"She'll be fine. Trance just hit her head of the deck when the Magog first attacked." Dylan reassured the panicked engineer. "You know her, even death doesn't slow her down for long."

"Now that we know the purple girl's condition, is your position secure?" Tyr asked interrupting Harper who was continuing to ask questions about Trance. Tyr cut him off with an aggravated look. "What condition is the ship in?"

"As well as can be expected. Better than the last time at least, we were expecting them after all." Dylan answered. "Beka and Rommie are fine, there is only surface damage to the ship and only one pod got through to hull and boarded the ship. We are just beginning on cleanup of the bodies and fixing the minor damage."

"Good."

"Quite. So how are things progressing over there?" Dylan asked, getting into captain-mode again.

"Very well. In fact, Bolivar has agreed to sign the charter." Tyr responded. "There will of course be a few concessions on our part as well as theirs, but we can discuss the particulars when we meet back up with you. You slipstream drive is operational isn't it?"

"Yes. We will meet up with you and the Jaguars in three days at Opti 4." Dylan ordered. "I will be eagerly awaiting seeing the Archduke."

Only someone well acquainted with Dylan Hunt would have heard the undercurrent of sarcasm, and even then had a bitch of a time proving it.

"We will see you in three days time. Tyr out."