Captive Entanglements 16/?
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 bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
I have no idea where this fic is now going. Since I spent some time away from it, I forgot what I had planned. If anyone has any ideas that would be great.
A Save From Bolivar?
After Trance had gotten a few blood samples from both Tyr and Harper she tried to persuade them to undergo a full physical for precautions sake. Tyr glared at her causing her to back up slightly from his intimidating stare. Harper quickly jumped up from the medical bed when he noticed the situation.
"Come on, Big Guy." Harper chastised the Nietzsche an, wagging a finger in Tyr's direction. "No need to intimidate the crew."
"I was merely making my wishes known." Tyr answered perfectly straight-faced.
"You're still intimidating as hell." Harper commented.
"I just want to make sure you're both healthy." Trance interrupted. "You know you have a lowered immune system because of your time on Earth, Harper."
"Yes, Mum. I know. But I promise you that I am fine." Harper reassured her seriously, grasping her shoulders gently and looking her in the eye. "But I will make a deal with you, Babe. If I start feeling unwell I will come to medical immediately."
"You promise?" Trance asked skeptically, knowing how much Harper hated doctors.
"I promise."
"Well okay then, but take it easy until I analyze the gas you two were exposed to." Trance agreed, shooing them out of her office soon thereafter. "Dylan should be waiting for you on the observation deck by now, guys."
"Alright Trance, we'll see you later." Harper acknowledged with a quick kiss on her cheek in passing.
When Tyr saw the Little Professor kiss Trance he growled menacingly causing the two of them to jump apart as if scolded. They both watched him in confusion as he strode toward them. He only managed to not lash out when he noticed the repressed fear still in Harper's eyes as he looked down at his arms. It was only then that Tyr noticed his bone blades had extended in his anger. He quickly got his reaction under control and by the time he reached Trance and Harper he simply placed a hand on Harper's arm, gently guiding him to the door.
"We should get going." Tyr told them calmly. "We wouldn't want to keep our esteemed captain waiting."
After they exited medical and walked a few paces down the hall Tyr let go of Harper and continued speaking impassively.
"After all, he will have enough questions for us as there is."
Harper stayed silent but his pace slowed considerably until he was barely walking at all. Tyr merely stood still beside him as Harper breathed erratically.
"About that…" Harper began shakily, only to be cut off by Tyr.
"Dylan will not pry as long as we tell him the basics." Tyr reassured the engineer quietly; inwardly hoping what he said was indeed true.
"Let's hope so." Harper answered looking at the wall, before continuing to walk toward Obs Deck.
As Harper and Tyr got within hearing distance of the Observation Deck they overheard Dylan and Charlemagne in the midst of a discussion.
"Was interrogation part and parcel of Commonwealth training, Dylan?" Bolivar asked in a bemused tone of voice.
"I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about." Dylan answered innocently. "I am simply wondering about what my crew went through on that planet."
"As I have already told you once we were knocked out from the gas Anastazi, the kludge and I were trapped in a room. The beta then entered and made use of implants in our necks with which to torture us. He was still in the process, and Tyr was nearly unconscious from the assault, when the AI came to our rescue. Harper had been previously knocked out and was carried between myself and Anastazi while the AI covered our escape. " Bolivar told the Captain, who was listening thoughtfully. He was so immersed in what the Archduke was saying that he wasn't aware of Harper and Tyr's entrance. "Isn't that correct, Anastazi?"
Dylan's head snapped in their direction to see both Tyr and Harper standing slightly inside the Obs Deck.
"Please gentlemen, be seated." Hunt told them gesturing to the table before him. Harper and Tyr took their seats across from Dylan, looking anything but at ease.
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 bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
I have no idea where this fic is now going. Since I spent some time away from it, I forgot what I had planned. If anyone has any ideas that would be great.
A Save From Bolivar?
After Trance had gotten a few blood samples from both Tyr and Harper she tried to persuade them to undergo a full physical for precautions sake. Tyr glared at her causing her to back up slightly from his intimidating stare. Harper quickly jumped up from the medical bed when he noticed the situation.
"Come on, Big Guy." Harper chastised the Nietzsche an, wagging a finger in Tyr's direction. "No need to intimidate the crew."
"I was merely making my wishes known." Tyr answered perfectly straight-faced.
"You're still intimidating as hell." Harper commented.
"I just want to make sure you're both healthy." Trance interrupted. "You know you have a lowered immune system because of your time on Earth, Harper."
"Yes, Mum. I know. But I promise you that I am fine." Harper reassured her seriously, grasping her shoulders gently and looking her in the eye. "But I will make a deal with you, Babe. If I start feeling unwell I will come to medical immediately."
"You promise?" Trance asked skeptically, knowing how much Harper hated doctors.
"I promise."
"Well okay then, but take it easy until I analyze the gas you two were exposed to." Trance agreed, shooing them out of her office soon thereafter. "Dylan should be waiting for you on the observation deck by now, guys."
"Alright Trance, we'll see you later." Harper acknowledged with a quick kiss on her cheek in passing.
When Tyr saw the Little Professor kiss Trance he growled menacingly causing the two of them to jump apart as if scolded. They both watched him in confusion as he strode toward them. He only managed to not lash out when he noticed the repressed fear still in Harper's eyes as he looked down at his arms. It was only then that Tyr noticed his bone blades had extended in his anger. He quickly got his reaction under control and by the time he reached Trance and Harper he simply placed a hand on Harper's arm, gently guiding him to the door.
"We should get going." Tyr told them calmly. "We wouldn't want to keep our esteemed captain waiting."
After they exited medical and walked a few paces down the hall Tyr let go of Harper and continued speaking impassively.
"After all, he will have enough questions for us as there is."
Harper stayed silent but his pace slowed considerably until he was barely walking at all. Tyr merely stood still beside him as Harper breathed erratically.
"About that…" Harper began shakily, only to be cut off by Tyr.
"Dylan will not pry as long as we tell him the basics." Tyr reassured the engineer quietly; inwardly hoping what he said was indeed true.
"Let's hope so." Harper answered looking at the wall, before continuing to walk toward Obs Deck.
As Harper and Tyr got within hearing distance of the Observation Deck they overheard Dylan and Charlemagne in the midst of a discussion.
"Was interrogation part and parcel of Commonwealth training, Dylan?" Bolivar asked in a bemused tone of voice.
"I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about." Dylan answered innocently. "I am simply wondering about what my crew went through on that planet."
"As I have already told you once we were knocked out from the gas Anastazi, the kludge and I were trapped in a room. The beta then entered and made use of implants in our necks with which to torture us. He was still in the process, and Tyr was nearly unconscious from the assault, when the AI came to our rescue. Harper had been previously knocked out and was carried between myself and Anastazi while the AI covered our escape. " Bolivar told the Captain, who was listening thoughtfully. He was so immersed in what the Archduke was saying that he wasn't aware of Harper and Tyr's entrance. "Isn't that correct, Anastazi?"
Dylan's head snapped in their direction to see both Tyr and Harper standing slightly inside the Obs Deck.
"Please gentlemen, be seated." Hunt told them gesturing to the table before him. Harper and Tyr took their seats across from Dylan, looking anything but at ease.