Disclaimer: I don't own Andromeda or any of the characters. If I did, I wouldn't still be living with my parents.

Pairings: Beka/ Tyr, Rommie/Dylan

Setting: EXTREME future. Beka/ Tyr son: Jharden. Rommie/Dylan children: twins Loren (f) & Ethan (m). Trance son: Jakob

SPOILERS: None really, but up until season five. (Only, Tyr didn't go bad and die)

Background: This is where it gets a bit confusing. During the time distortions in Ouroboros, Rommie gets split into two different time frame Rommies. The original Rommie is sent to a slave planet that is occupied by the Dragons, where she is impregnated with twins that could genetically be hers if she were human. (Genes were taken according to what Rommie would have based on her features, height, weight etc, as well as genes from Dylan, because the Dragons believe that family is Dylan's weakness.) She has a girl named Loren and a son, Ethan. Loren is chosen over her brother and is taken and genetically altered further to be the perfect ally. (She is one quarter android, one quarter Nietzschean, and one quarter Rastion, an avatar race for very powerful biomechanoid warships, whose strength may precede that of the Andromeda. The last quarter of her DNA is a combination of trillions of different races. The sequence of DNA in the final quarter was stolen from the grave planet of an ancient lost civilization.) Her ship is called the Wrath of Serenity, and is only loyal to her, despite the mind-altering technologies of his captors. He is extremely advanced, but possesses no weapons. In battle, he absorbs the energy from enemy weapons and stores it to eventually fire back. He is much larger than the Andromeda, but has no avatar or visual identity. Loren is his only communication with anyone. He can express feelings, and Loren's safety is his top priority. Without enemy weaponry, his only defense is to run away, or use his skin as shielding. Comparing this time frame with the "real" time, about eighteen years have past in Rommie's world, while only a few days have gone by in Dylan's.

The second Rommie, a copy, is sent to the Andromeda to be the avatar. The copy Rommie knows that she does not belong, but doesn't know why. Eventually tragedy strikes, and the copy meets an untimely fate. In her dying moments, copy Rommie tells Dylan what she knows, which sends him on an ongoing search for the real Rommie. Dylan eventually finds his orphaned son, who was taken from his mother and sister and abandoned on a planet, and they continue the journey together.

While all this is going on, Tyr and Beka fall in love and have a son on their own, Jharden, who is the genetic reincarnation of Drago Museveni. Trance also has a son, Jakob, who is just as mysterious as his mother…

Summery: Dylan and genetic son are searching the known worlds for Rommie.

"It Is A Dangerous Business

Going Out Your front Door."

J.R.R Tolkien – Earth 20th century

Beka sighed as she bent down and picked up a pair of sweaty towels from the floor of her room. Her daily schedule had become all to routine for her: wake up, clean room, go to command, relieve Jharden from the night shift, search for next slave planet, set course, rush to medical to see if she could help Trance with any new medical emergencies that had been established during Tyr and Jharden's training sessions, visit new planet with Dylan, search for Rommie among slaves, go home disappointed, go to room and sleep. Sometimes she managed to sneak in a few meals here and there, but she found that it was easier to just take the freeze-dried rations that Harper distributed each morning. No one was in the spirits for a real meal. Ever since Dylan had started searching for Rommie, the crew had become depressed and quiet, except for the occasional yells that came from Dylan's quarters late in the night…

"Rommie? Rommie is that you?" Dylan crept toward the small figure in the dusty corner of the room. "Rommie, can you hear me? A-Are you alright?" The figure slowly turned to face Dylan, revealing a very tiered, very pregnant Rommie holding a force lance. Tear marks streaked her face, and the dirt made her look much older – if that was possible. Her hand trembled as she stood up and leaned up against the wall. She clutched her swollen tummy and pointed her force lance at Dylan. She gasped for breath and started sobbing.

"I'm drowning Dylan. I'm drowning in this place." She aimed and fired a single shot at Dylan, catching him off guard and hitting him square in the chest. Dylan let out a horrified yell and shot out of bed. Gasping for breath, he leaned against the wall of his room for support.

"Jharden, report." He ordered into the silence.

"One planet in range sir. Scans show a lot of Nietzschean activity: large military installations on the surface, and I'm also reading some artificial life form signatures." Jharden reported from command. "But sir, how did you know we were approaching the planet?"

"Just a feeling I sometimes get." Dylan replied. "Andromeda, prepare a channel. Have it ready for me in command. Tyr, Trance, you're needed in command." He was glad that they had recovered a map of a slipstream portal that could lead them very close to many of the Nietzschean settlements. He had been searching for days, but he knew that he couldn't stop. He staggered out of his quarters and down the hall. His sweatpants dragged behind him slightly, but he hardly noticed. He rounded a corner and opened the door to Ethan's quarters. He slept curled up in a ball in the corner, that's how he had grown up, and the softness of the bed bothered him.

Dylan laid his hand on his son's shoulder. "Hey, get up. I have a good feeling about this one." Ethan got up and rubbed his eyes. He hadn't said very much since Dylan found him alone on an old slave planet. "Come on, we're coming up on it now." Dylan ran back to his quarters and slipped into his uniform. He ran back down the hall and smoothed his hair with his hand. Ethan was not far behind him. As he turned the corner to command, half of his crew was already waiting for them. "Andromeda, on screen." He shouted to his ship. The face of Andromeda was suddenly exchanged for the face of a Nietzschean. He was tall and extremely muscular. He had long black hair, similar to Tyr's, and had a face-long scar down the right side of his face over his eye. Because of the scar, his eyelid was oddly shaped and his eye had a white film over it, and remained open when he blinked.

"Highguard, you have no business here." His voice was deep and raspy.

"I am here to purchase a pair of slaves. Two females, about this height." Dylan demonstrated Rommie's height with his hand.

"I see." Said the Nietzschean. "You may come down and view our selection, however, do not expect hospitality. You are well known here Highguard." The Nietzschean's face flickered away and was replaced, once again, by Andromenda's.

"Well, this should be interesting. Harper, Jharden and Tyr come with me. Beka, you have command. Keep Andromeda in a steady orbit, but try to stay out of the way, we don't need any more trouble." Dylan sped down the hall, with the rest of the men following close behind. Ethan looked at Beka, who gave him a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, he'll bring your mother home." Beka smiled sympathetically.

"That's what you've said the last four times." Ethan opened his mouth for the first time in days. He walked back to his quarters and pulled off his shirt. He made his way over to his shower, passing a mirror that hung on the wall. He stopped and looked at himself, and slowly turned to look at his back. There were scars and purple marks in long strips up his back, looping near his neck. He looked away with sad eyes. If he had told his father what he knew, he was sure that Dylan would give up all hope of finding his love alive.