Captive Entanglements 15/?
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.
A Trip To Medical
They walked onto the Andromeda's deck to be met by Beka, Dylan and an unknown Nietzschean. Upon seeing the Nietzschean Harper backed up a few steps until he was standing in front of Tyr. Bolivar noticed the engineer's reaction to his first officer and quickly introduced him to Harper, Tyr and Rommie.
"This is Bakus, Beta of the Sabra-Jaguar Pride." Bolivar told them, stepping towards the black-haired Nietzschean and grasping his forearm in greeting. "Have the rest of the pride been rescued?"
"They were extracted first and have settled in on the Andromeda." Dylan answered. "You three on the other hand were harder to find since your location was hidden by a dampening field."
"I would like to ascertain their condition for myself if you do not mind, Hunt." Bolivar told the Captain, who reacted as diplomatically as ever.
"Not at all, Archduke. Bakus will show you to the deck they are stationed. I will expect you present at the debriefing in one hour." Dylan told the blonde. "We need to slipstream out of this sector first however, so that should give you ample time to check in with your pride."
"Very well, that is acceptable, Dylan." Bolivar agreed. "Bakus if you will."
With a nod in Dylan's direction, the Archduke walked out of the docking bay without a backward glance.
"How are you two?" Beka asked, alternating concerned glances between Tyr and Harper.
"We are well." Tyr assured their crewmate before Harper could answer.
"It's good to have you back." Dylan told them both, patting Harper on the shoulder. "Let's have Trance check you over on the Med Deck, before the debriefing."
"There will be no need for that, Dylan." Tyr answered once again, while Harper managed to keep his expression neutral with effort.
"How so?"
"Yeah, guys. We would all feel much better if Trance checked your blood work. Bakus mentioned that you were knocked out with an unknown gas. There was no side-effects with the Jaguars, but you never know."
"As you wish." Tyr agreed, putting a calming hand on Harper's shoulder when the little man stiffened in fear. "We will have a blood test. If that is all?"
Tyr didn't wait for Dylan's answer before he led Harper from the docking bay. Once they were out in the hallway, Harper put a few feet between them as they walked. Harper had his arms wrapped around his stomach, as if to hug himself, and he was walking at a steady clip. They reached Med Deck in no time.
Trance was waiting for them as they entered, looking over a flexi. When she noticed them she immediately rushed over to Harper in excitement.
"Harper, you're okay." She exclaimed giving the surprised engineer a hug, which he hesitantly returned. "I was so worried about you."
"It's alright Trance." Harper told her, with a bit of his usual humor reasserting itself. "But if I knew this is the kind of reception I would get, I might disappear more often, my purple pixie."
"Harper!" Trance exclaimed disapprovingly, before she broke out into a relieved smile. "It's good to have you two back."
"Good to be back, babe." Harper acknowledged, before sitting on the bio-bed jauntily, followed by a still silent Tyr. He rolled up his sleeve and presented his arm to Trance. "Poke me at will."
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.
A Trip To Medical
They walked onto the Andromeda's deck to be met by Beka, Dylan and an unknown Nietzschean. Upon seeing the Nietzschean Harper backed up a few steps until he was standing in front of Tyr. Bolivar noticed the engineer's reaction to his first officer and quickly introduced him to Harper, Tyr and Rommie.
"This is Bakus, Beta of the Sabra-Jaguar Pride." Bolivar told them, stepping towards the black-haired Nietzschean and grasping his forearm in greeting. "Have the rest of the pride been rescued?"
"They were extracted first and have settled in on the Andromeda." Dylan answered. "You three on the other hand were harder to find since your location was hidden by a dampening field."
"I would like to ascertain their condition for myself if you do not mind, Hunt." Bolivar told the Captain, who reacted as diplomatically as ever.
"Not at all, Archduke. Bakus will show you to the deck they are stationed. I will expect you present at the debriefing in one hour." Dylan told the blonde. "We need to slipstream out of this sector first however, so that should give you ample time to check in with your pride."
"Very well, that is acceptable, Dylan." Bolivar agreed. "Bakus if you will."
With a nod in Dylan's direction, the Archduke walked out of the docking bay without a backward glance.
"How are you two?" Beka asked, alternating concerned glances between Tyr and Harper.
"We are well." Tyr assured their crewmate before Harper could answer.
"It's good to have you back." Dylan told them both, patting Harper on the shoulder. "Let's have Trance check you over on the Med Deck, before the debriefing."
"There will be no need for that, Dylan." Tyr answered once again, while Harper managed to keep his expression neutral with effort.
"How so?"
"Yeah, guys. We would all feel much better if Trance checked your blood work. Bakus mentioned that you were knocked out with an unknown gas. There was no side-effects with the Jaguars, but you never know."
"As you wish." Tyr agreed, putting a calming hand on Harper's shoulder when the little man stiffened in fear. "We will have a blood test. If that is all?"
Tyr didn't wait for Dylan's answer before he led Harper from the docking bay. Once they were out in the hallway, Harper put a few feet between them as they walked. Harper had his arms wrapped around his stomach, as if to hug himself, and he was walking at a steady clip. They reached Med Deck in no time.
Trance was waiting for them as they entered, looking over a flexi. When she noticed them she immediately rushed over to Harper in excitement.
"Harper, you're okay." She exclaimed giving the surprised engineer a hug, which he hesitantly returned. "I was so worried about you."
"It's alright Trance." Harper told her, with a bit of his usual humor reasserting itself. "But if I knew this is the kind of reception I would get, I might disappear more often, my purple pixie."
"Harper!" Trance exclaimed disapprovingly, before she broke out into a relieved smile. "It's good to have you two back."
"Good to be back, babe." Harper acknowledged, before sitting on the bio-bed jauntily, followed by a still silent Tyr. He rolled up his sleeve and presented his arm to Trance. "Poke me at will."