Title: Return To Tev'Meck (Sequel to 'The Sigournate Virus')
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus'
homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to
Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: If you want it, just ask.
Chapter 17
Having stayed with Lareth the night before, Commander Taggart and Helmsman Laredo already had their "guest room"--such as it was--set up. The Tev'Meckian had made certain to put as much space as possible between himself and the humans. Now, thanks to his sister, he had another one to deal with...and a female, at that. Indignant at this latest insult, he stormed out, mumbling, "I'm going hunting!"
Realizing that accomodations--not to mention emotions--would be strained to the max, the men from The Protector offered to sleep outside. As Taggart, Katelyn, and Lethe watched, Laredo began trying to gather up their meager provisions...with humorous results.
"Having trouble there?" Taggart teased, as Laredo dropped his backpack for the third time. He was rewarded with a glare that would have cut through solid rock.
Not thinking, Lethe stepped over to give him a hand...and made things worse. *What is wrong with me?!* she wondered. After about five minutes of fumbling, during which neither she nor Laredo could hold onto anything, Lethe came to a decision.
"Uh, Commander...perhaps it would be better if Katelyn and I slept outside", she offered. She was still trying to get a grip on her emotions; however, she also realized that the strain of having a human female under his roof might drive her twin brother over the edge.
"Is it safe to sleep outside, or do we need to beware of dangers in the night?" Katelyn asked, remembering Lareth's comment.
*I believe anything you might encounter out there would at least be more hospitable than what we've seen here*, Taggart thought. He was beginning to get annoyed with the whole situation.
"It is perfectly safe, Katelyn", Lethe assured the young woman. "My brother was merely going to look for more bloodticks; they come out at night."
"Excuse me..!" Ensign Wingate rushed outside.
After a moment, Lethe, Taggart and Laredo heard retching sounds. "I'd better go check on her", Taggart said, half-grateful at the timing. He went outside, leaving his helmsman and Lethe alone.
Inside, Lethe was having a hard time keeping her feelings from jumping across the family bond to her brothers or her father. During the remaining days leading up to the duel, she would try to teach Tawney the mental skills she would need to either keep her thoughts private, or to use the Family Bond...assuming Tawney survived Luchien's proposed duel; Lethe was still trying to find a way out of that. Finally, she tried to speak. "I...er, she, er, It's obvious she hasn't tried the soup...", she managed.
"I...uh, I don't think anyone else on board has", Laredo stammered. *What's wrong with me?* he wondered, feeling strange all over.
Outside, Commander Taggart knelt beside his weak-stomached ensign. "Katie? You OK?" he inquired quietly.
"I'm fine, Peter", she replied, just as quietly. "I guess there are just certain things...." Seeing the concerned way he was looking at her, she could suddenly go no further.
"Well, watching Laz eat that stuff *does* take some getting used to", Taggart acknowleged, grinning. It was then that *he* felt a flutter in *his* chest. *Uh, oh!* he thought. *Calm down, Peter!* He was beginning to realize that his flirting with Katelyn--begun on The Protector, in a futile effort to try and win Tawney back--had been just what the doctor had ordered...Dr. Cupid, that is.
Just then, footsteps could be heard: Lareth was returning. "Perhaps you'd better help Lethe gather some firewood", Taggart said, knowing what the sight of bloodticks would do to Katelyn.
"Thank you...but I have to do this!" Katelyn was determined to overcome her queasiness. Her resolve lasted until Lareth was upon them, for in his left hand was a bag that was obviously full of *something* alive. Quickly, she focused on his right hand, which held a bola-like weapon. "Uh...how do you hunt...those", she pointed to the bag, and its contents, "...with *that*? Isn't that overkill?"
Lareth was startled by the question, but recovered quickly. "Actually, we use this to break limbs off dead trees; then we retrieve what we need." Lareth's response was almost civil...which sent red flags up, not only to Taggart, but also to Lethe, who was standing with Laredo, unobservered, a few meters to one side.
"Like that tree?" Katelyn asked, pointing to a specimen that had obviously seen better times. At Lareth's nod, she asked, "May I?" and pointed to the weapon.
After another surprised nod, Katelyn took the weapon, and walked a safe distance away; she didn't want to hit anybody as she slung the weapon...not even Lareth. The Tev'Meckian "bola" consisted of three ropes, each about a meter long, with rocks on the ends of two ropes...and a pointed spear on the end of the third. The ropes had the ends pulled through a handle, then knotted.
Grasping the handle, Katelyn twirled the "bola" first in front of her--mindful of the rope with the spear--then above her head; she let it fly. A great crack was heard, as the rocks hit their mark, and a dead branch fell to the ground. *We have chosen the opponent well, Father*, Lareth "reported", as he went to retrieve his weapon, and any bloodticks that might have called the tree "home". *She should easily be able to take out the other Human female.*
As he walked back to his hut--he still had not acknowledged his sister or the Human males--Lareth accidentally bumped into Katelyn...and felt a chill come over his body. Realizing what it *had* to be, the bigoted Mak'Tar panicked. *Ipthar, NO!! Not with this one!* he "pleaded".
About 20 meters away, a lone figure felt the same chills...and then retired to her hut....
*~*~*~*~*~*
L'Tisha had been strolling towards Lareth's hut, hoping that Lazarus was staying with his younger brother, when the chill overcame her. Not being able to share this news with her mother--for she was at home, awaiting the birth of her third child--the young Tev'Meckian woman did the next best thing.
*Father! I think...!*
L'Tisha's father was overjoyed at the sensations that accompanied his daughter's announcement. *Yes, my daughter; I believe you are correct. Stay where you are, and together we will find the Lifemate that Ipthar has chosen for you.*
*It's Lazarus, Father...I just know it!*
*Patience, Daughter! I will be with you shortly.* Inside, the Elder knew his daughter's hopes were in vain. He had met Tawney, and--though the match was unprecedented--knew that Ipthar had chosen the right woman for his friend's firstborn. He got up, and left the Visitors' hut....
*~*~*~*~*~*
tbc...
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus'
homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to
Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: If you want it, just ask.
Chapter 17
Having stayed with Lareth the night before, Commander Taggart and Helmsman Laredo already had their "guest room"--such as it was--set up. The Tev'Meckian had made certain to put as much space as possible between himself and the humans. Now, thanks to his sister, he had another one to deal with...and a female, at that. Indignant at this latest insult, he stormed out, mumbling, "I'm going hunting!"
Realizing that accomodations--not to mention emotions--would be strained to the max, the men from The Protector offered to sleep outside. As Taggart, Katelyn, and Lethe watched, Laredo began trying to gather up their meager provisions...with humorous results.
"Having trouble there?" Taggart teased, as Laredo dropped his backpack for the third time. He was rewarded with a glare that would have cut through solid rock.
Not thinking, Lethe stepped over to give him a hand...and made things worse. *What is wrong with me?!* she wondered. After about five minutes of fumbling, during which neither she nor Laredo could hold onto anything, Lethe came to a decision.
"Uh, Commander...perhaps it would be better if Katelyn and I slept outside", she offered. She was still trying to get a grip on her emotions; however, she also realized that the strain of having a human female under his roof might drive her twin brother over the edge.
"Is it safe to sleep outside, or do we need to beware of dangers in the night?" Katelyn asked, remembering Lareth's comment.
*I believe anything you might encounter out there would at least be more hospitable than what we've seen here*, Taggart thought. He was beginning to get annoyed with the whole situation.
"It is perfectly safe, Katelyn", Lethe assured the young woman. "My brother was merely going to look for more bloodticks; they come out at night."
"Excuse me..!" Ensign Wingate rushed outside.
After a moment, Lethe, Taggart and Laredo heard retching sounds. "I'd better go check on her", Taggart said, half-grateful at the timing. He went outside, leaving his helmsman and Lethe alone.
Inside, Lethe was having a hard time keeping her feelings from jumping across the family bond to her brothers or her father. During the remaining days leading up to the duel, she would try to teach Tawney the mental skills she would need to either keep her thoughts private, or to use the Family Bond...assuming Tawney survived Luchien's proposed duel; Lethe was still trying to find a way out of that. Finally, she tried to speak. "I...er, she, er, It's obvious she hasn't tried the soup...", she managed.
"I...uh, I don't think anyone else on board has", Laredo stammered. *What's wrong with me?* he wondered, feeling strange all over.
Outside, Commander Taggart knelt beside his weak-stomached ensign. "Katie? You OK?" he inquired quietly.
"I'm fine, Peter", she replied, just as quietly. "I guess there are just certain things...." Seeing the concerned way he was looking at her, she could suddenly go no further.
"Well, watching Laz eat that stuff *does* take some getting used to", Taggart acknowleged, grinning. It was then that *he* felt a flutter in *his* chest. *Uh, oh!* he thought. *Calm down, Peter!* He was beginning to realize that his flirting with Katelyn--begun on The Protector, in a futile effort to try and win Tawney back--had been just what the doctor had ordered...Dr. Cupid, that is.
Just then, footsteps could be heard: Lareth was returning. "Perhaps you'd better help Lethe gather some firewood", Taggart said, knowing what the sight of bloodticks would do to Katelyn.
"Thank you...but I have to do this!" Katelyn was determined to overcome her queasiness. Her resolve lasted until Lareth was upon them, for in his left hand was a bag that was obviously full of *something* alive. Quickly, she focused on his right hand, which held a bola-like weapon. "Uh...how do you hunt...those", she pointed to the bag, and its contents, "...with *that*? Isn't that overkill?"
Lareth was startled by the question, but recovered quickly. "Actually, we use this to break limbs off dead trees; then we retrieve what we need." Lareth's response was almost civil...which sent red flags up, not only to Taggart, but also to Lethe, who was standing with Laredo, unobservered, a few meters to one side.
"Like that tree?" Katelyn asked, pointing to a specimen that had obviously seen better times. At Lareth's nod, she asked, "May I?" and pointed to the weapon.
After another surprised nod, Katelyn took the weapon, and walked a safe distance away; she didn't want to hit anybody as she slung the weapon...not even Lareth. The Tev'Meckian "bola" consisted of three ropes, each about a meter long, with rocks on the ends of two ropes...and a pointed spear on the end of the third. The ropes had the ends pulled through a handle, then knotted.
Grasping the handle, Katelyn twirled the "bola" first in front of her--mindful of the rope with the spear--then above her head; she let it fly. A great crack was heard, as the rocks hit their mark, and a dead branch fell to the ground. *We have chosen the opponent well, Father*, Lareth "reported", as he went to retrieve his weapon, and any bloodticks that might have called the tree "home". *She should easily be able to take out the other Human female.*
As he walked back to his hut--he still had not acknowledged his sister or the Human males--Lareth accidentally bumped into Katelyn...and felt a chill come over his body. Realizing what it *had* to be, the bigoted Mak'Tar panicked. *Ipthar, NO!! Not with this one!* he "pleaded".
About 20 meters away, a lone figure felt the same chills...and then retired to her hut....
*~*~*~*~*~*
L'Tisha had been strolling towards Lareth's hut, hoping that Lazarus was staying with his younger brother, when the chill overcame her. Not being able to share this news with her mother--for she was at home, awaiting the birth of her third child--the young Tev'Meckian woman did the next best thing.
*Father! I think...!*
L'Tisha's father was overjoyed at the sensations that accompanied his daughter's announcement. *Yes, my daughter; I believe you are correct. Stay where you are, and together we will find the Lifemate that Ipthar has chosen for you.*
*It's Lazarus, Father...I just know it!*
*Patience, Daughter! I will be with you shortly.* Inside, the Elder knew his daughter's hopes were in vain. He had met Tawney, and--though the match was unprecedented--knew that Ipthar had chosen the right woman for his friend's firstborn. He got up, and left the Visitors' hut....
*~*~*~*~*~*
tbc...