1Harper's Pixie- You may have something...Harper and his son just might be a key point in this battle between the Commonwealth and Randash. No promises on the life spans of either Harper or Jacob...but the idea of blowing them to tiny bits does not sounds like something appealing to me to do to my characters. I hope that gives you some piece of mind. Thanks for the review.

Squid109- Hmmm, I'll be honest with you, I did not give a whole lot of thought to the word system, but I think I meant to imply something a little larger than a solar system. Hahaha, I'm sure that hardly helped you at all. Thanks for the review though.

azna's girl- Why thank you, I am glad you liked it, and I am glad that you were able to feel that pain of Dylan. That's a great compliment for me that I was able to get that across to you. Thanks again for the review.

Trance-Gemmy- Here I go continuing this story, haha, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks for the review.

Author's Note- I know it has been over a month since I last posted. I am sorry, really. I was so into the last few chapters, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with them, and then I hit this chapter and I had not a clue where I wanted it to go. I apologize also for this being a hugely short chapter. It's just short enough for me to become completely stuck on the next chapter. I just wanted to post something for you guys so you can see that I have not given up, and that I still love this story. With that, enjoy chapter seven.

Chapter Seven: My Destiny

Trance stood just around the corner watching Dylan silently stalk across the hallway after just leaving the conference room. She watched him as he waited at the door of the lift. She watched as he brushed the light tear from his eye. She took that moment to let her presence be known.

"Dylan...are you okay?" she heard her voice come out meek, and tired, despite how strong she wanted to feel for him right now. Years ago she would have taken all of this in stride, she would have been able to handle it. But now...she felt worn down by the years. The years without Harper had effected her in ways she would never admit to anyone. She was tired...and sad. And now here her friend stood, devastated at the betrayal of one of his best friends, and for once in her life, she didn't have any wise words to give.

Dylan looked up, all of his pain reflecting in his eyes.

"I don't know Trance. I have no idea what to do," Dylan sighed with a laugh that seemed very out of place for the situation. He looked at her straight on. She could tell he was looking for answers in her eyes.

And with that look, she was reminded of the way she used to feel, the pride, and the hope she felt every time she helped Captain Dylan Hunt. With that look she pulled herself together. She couldn't have Harper because this... helping this man, this was her destiny.

"Suck it up girl," she muttered under her breath so quietly it was audible only to her, "Help this man, that's why you're here."

"You cant give him Krall, " Trance said firmly. This step of strength felt good after the weakness she had been feeling for days, ever since she heard that Harper was coming back.

"I know that Trance...but if I don't... I cant have the blood of the people that will die if he acts out against us on my hands. He has unlimited power Trance."

"Well then, we need a plan," she said, a sneaky smile creeping over her lips

Trance's smile was contagious. Dylan quickly found it spreading across his face as well, despite his circumstances. He knew that look from Trance.