Bra'don wasn't all that happy to see Trance and Harper when he came aboard the Andromeda. "What are they doing here?" he asked Dylan, as he turned to face him with a gun at his head. "You hired those two idiots to steal my slaves?"

"No, we did not," Dylan said, as he looked over at Freddie and Bubba. "They did it all by themselves."

"Then why are they here?"

"Because you kidnaped two members of my crew."

"No, I did not." Bra'don crossed his arms over his chest. "You have no proof that I did that."

"You're an idiot," Harper said, as he turned to leave. "Boss, I'm going to go work on something. I really don't want to talk to this idiot any more than I have to."

"Go ahead, Mr. Harper, and take Ms. Gemini with you. It seems that Bra'don and I are going to have to have a nice long talk."

"Okay." Harper then offered Trance his arm and they started out the room. "Come on Bubba. You can come with us. We'll let the adults fight this out."

"Sounds like a pretty good idea,' Bubba said, as he followed Trance and Harper out. "Can we get some food? I'm kinda hungry."

"Sure," Trance said, as she took up his arm. "What kinds of foods do you like?"

"Any kind." Bubba's face grew a shade red darker, the moment Trance took up his arm. "Food is really good."

"Yeah, it is." Harper shot them a smile, as they headed off to get some food. "So, Bubba, why don't you tell us more about you."

"What do you want to know?" They entered the dining hall and found some food.

"Everything," Harper said, as they sat down with some food. "So what you think of the Andromeda?"

"It's a nice ship." Bubba then began to chow down. "Much better than anything we have been in so far. Freddie keeps telling me that once we get a big enough pay off we're going to get a better ship. Maybe one like this."

"You want a war ship?" Rommie asked, as she came into the room.

"No, but something like this would be great."

"I have a question for you," Rommie started as she looked at Bubba. "You're connected to the slavers frequencies. How did you know about Trance and Harper? Who sent you the offer to buy them?"

"I don't know. Freddie woke me up the other day and told me that we had a job. All we had to do was to grab them and take them to a set of coordinates. Basic routine for us. Grab, hand over, grab the money, and take off."

"Sounds like a pretty harsh way to live life."

"Yeah, it is, but it's life."

"Doesn't sound like a lifestyle that I would want to choose."

"We needed the money, so we took the job."

"Rommie what do you have there?" Trance asked her, as she noticed the plexie in her hands. "Can I see?"

"It's the coordinates that you and Harper were supposed to go to," Rommie replied, as she handed her the plexie.

"I have got to talk to Dylan," Trance said, after she read the plexie and took off to find Dylan. She found him and Bra'don talking. "Dylan, we need to talk."

"Trance what is it?" Dylan asked her, as he turned to face her.

"I know who sent Bubba and Freddie," Trance said, as she waved the plexie. "Someone very evil."

"Evil?" Harper asked, as he came in and took a look at the plexie in her hand. "It's evil? Why would evil want us?"

"To make Dylan suffer," Trance said as she looked over at him. "To make him stop fighting to bring back the common wealth. It knew that if it struck at Dylan's crew, it would put a halt in his actions."

"It almost did," Dylan said, as he turned to face Bra'don. "I have a suggestion for you, Bra'don."

"I don't want it," he replied, as he crossed his arms. "I want my slaves back."

"No. That is not an option."

"Leave and we won't hurt you," Trance said, as she looked over at Bra'don. "You do not want to upset what send for us. It is pure evil. It can destroy you."

"Fine," Bra'don said as he looked over at Dylan. "I'll forget about the slaves." He then turned and was gone.

"Thanks Trance," Dylan said to him as Andromeda reported that all three passengers had left.

"Freddie and Bubba give their regards," Rommie said, as she came into the room. "They had another mission to do, that's why they left."

"So Trance, about this evil," Dylan began as she turned to look at him. "We're going to face it in the future, right?"

"Yes, Dylan," Trance said, as she looked around at her friends. "But not for some time. Let's live life the best way that we can. Free."

"Sounds good enough for me," Harper said, as he put his arm around Trance.

"To the future," Trance said, with a salute. "May it be full of adventure."

"To the future."

The End