Action is the antidote to despair. –Joan Baez

Actions' Remedy

Harper awoke to a pounding headache and sore body. He tried to get up but found that something was restraining him. He looked down and saw Anwen sleeping on his chest. Her head was resting on his chest while her arm was wrapped around his waist.

"Hey An, you wouldn't mind moving?" he whispered.

"Not moving," mumbled Anwen in her sleep.

Harper tried to push Anwen off but found it painful to move his hands. He attempted to wiggle himself free from Anwen but her grip tightened.

"Why do I always end up as the pillow?" he thought as he looked at his sister. A low moan brought his attention to Beka lying on a pallet in the corner.

"An, I need to check on Beka," said Harper.

Anwen bolted upright nearly hitting Harper in the chin in the process. She hurried over to Beka, and noticed to her relief that the fever had broken. The swelling around the tracker chip had gone down immensely.

"Your friend is going to be fine," said Anwen with a smile.

"I don't feel fine right now," said Beka as she tried to sit up. Anwen gently pushed Beka down with a smile.

"It's good to see you're better, Beka. I was worried that de Leon had tried to kill you."

Harper opened his mouth to ask a question but the sound of gunshots stopped him. They could hear the gunshots and voices coming closer. The door swung open to reveal Tyr, Rommie and a heavily tattooed woman.

"Hey about time you got here," said Harper happily. He received disapproving looks from Tyr and Rommie. The heavily tattooed woman stepped forward and broke the lock.

"Come on, we don't have much time," said the heavily tattooed woman nervously.

"Would you calm down Rory," said Anwen as she tried to pick the still unconscious Sunny up.

"Leave them," said Rory with a glance over her shoulder.

"You know the rules, Rory."

Rory gave Anwen a smirk and picked Sunny up.

"Is the other one alive?"

"Of course I'm alive but I can't move," said Beka angrily.

Anwen offered Beka helped Beka get up slowly from the pallet.

"Is that everyone?" asked Rory.

Anwen nodded her head.

"Let's go."

Cora peeked out of window and smiled when she spotted her mother. She ran out of the building with Dylan running after her.

"Mommy!" Cora shouted as she ran toward her mother. Anwen smiled with relief as her daughter ran toward her. Cora gave her mother a hug and looked at her with a large smile on her face.

Dylan saw that Beka was barely walking and had an angry red welt on her forehead.

"We need to get out of here as quickly as possible," said Rory as she looked behind her.

"What do ya think?" said Anwen as looked at the ground.

"You sure it's the only way?" asked Rory.

"Yeah, but I don't know if they're ready or able to."

"I don't mean to interrupt but could you tell me what you're talking about," asked Dylan.

"The tunnels," replied Anwen and Rory at the same time.

Cora scrunched up her face in disgust.

"It's creepy and it smells funny," said Cora.

"Captain, it's the only way to avoid them ubers. They don't like to get themselves dirty," said Rory with a wry grin and a glance at Tyr.

"Are you sure?"

"Captain, if you want to live then I recommend you come with us," said Rory.

Dylan hesitated for a second before nodding his head in agreement. Rory lead the group toward an entrance to the tunnels.

Vasco de Leon thought himself a forgiving man but the actions of his guards severely pushed his mercy. He paced before the guards standing before him.

"How could you let this happen! They were a simple group of kludges and you let them walk all over you!"

"Sir, one of them…..well was Nietzchean," said one of the men.

Vasco stopped his pacing and his face turned a vivid red.

"Then that traitor will have to pay for his crimes. What is your excuse for letting those two kludge women walk over you?"

"Sir, one of them was an Amazon and well the other had amazing strength."

Vasco laughed and said "You let two Amazon kludges beat you up? Your genes really are starting to look unworthy."

The men looked ashamed as they started at the ground.

"The only way to redeem yourselves is go find them. And remember they are to be brought back here alive, especially that traitor."

The group shuffled out quickly to leave their boss to his thoughts. Vasco opened a desk drawer and pulled out a key. He placed it in his pocket and walked through a maze of hallways to his destination. He unlocked the ancient door and walked into a dimly lit room. A man with straggly blonde hair looked up as he walked in.

"Your whore is quit the fighter, Gerald," said de Leon with a sneer.