They got her to Med deck safely.

"Trance, will she be ok?"

"She'll live." Dylan didn't like the way she said that. "I need you to leave, I have to undress her and clean her wounds."

Dylan walked out, wondering why they let Harper die in the first place. None of this would've happened. "Dylan, don't talk like that! Are you saying you would rather Hohne died?" He chastised himself. But he didn't answer that question.

Trance was re-dressing her as she woke up. Beka lashed out at her, but Trance had the forethought to restrain her.

"Shh, Beka, it's me. It's Trance. You're back home, on the Andromeda. "

Beka wasn't quite awake yet, she sounded almost drunk. And she very well may have been, in a way. She wasn't sure what those men were doing to her, they could've been injecting her with drugs. Trance hoped not, but the scans would tell her soon.

"The Andromeda? How did I get here?"

"We went to get you, everyone here missed you."

Beka scoffed, apparently awake enough to understand what Trance was saying. "Yeah, you missed me about as much as you miss Harper, you murdering bitch."

Trance finished dressing her without another word, then went to her quarters to cry.

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"Dylan, I think you need to go visit Trance in her quarters. I was keeping watch on her and Beka in medical...."

"I'm on my way, Rommie."

He hurried down, wondering what could've happened, but he had a theory. Rommie opened the door to let him see Trance on the bed, crying her eyes out. He went to hold her, and she let herself fall into his arms.

"Trance, what did she say?"

"She called me a murdering bitch, and she's right! I killed Harper, I killed my best friend." She sobbed.

Dylan pushed her away. "Trance, you look at me. You did what you had to do to save the universe. We all understand, even Beka. She's just having a hard time coping."

She didn't look like she believed him. "Trance...."

"Okay, Dylan. Thank you."

He wasn't thoroughly convinced, but he had someone else to go see.

He walked into medical to see Beka crying too. "Now what?" he wondered.

She stopped as soon as she realized someone else was in the room.

"Beka, about what you said to Trance..."

"I know Dylan, I'm sorry. We need to stick together, or we're never going to be able to go on without him... I know she had to. It's just so hard knowing that one of your best friends had to kill your little brother...."

"I know, Beka, it's hard for all of us. We all loved him. Harper was a son to me, Trance's best friend, your brother. Hohne looked up to him, and I think even Tyr cared about him. You're right, we do need to stick together. That includes Hohne too, you have to accept him."

"I will, Dylan. I just don't think I can do that yet."

Trance walked back in. She did have a job to do.

"These scans show they didn't put anything into her system, they just cut her. We're lucky we got there when we did."

Dylan looked at her, then at Beka. "I'm going to be in command if you need me."

He walked out. "Trance... "Beka started.

"No Beka, don't apologize, you were right."

"No I wasn't. You did what you did because you had to. I admire your strength, I could've never done it. We can't blame anyone, Harper wouldn't have wanted us to be fighting. It would've hurt him to see what has been happening since he died, and we can't let his death be for nothing. If we let this drive a wedge between the crew, then it will."

Trance didn't say anything for a minute. "You're fine, you can go to your quarters if you wish."

Beka stood up slowly. As she was walking out the door, Trance stopped her. "Beka..."

She turned around, and felt Trance embrace her. She returned the hug, knowing she was forgiven.

"Thank you Beka. You're right, he would be hurt."

And they both started crying.