Beka couldn't believe it.
How had all of her carefully laid plans backfired on her like this? Nothing she had done today had worked against Rhade. He had done nothing but smile at her every time they saw each other.
And that had made her suspicious.
Always suspect a Nietzschean of doing suspicious deeds.
After some digging, she came to the conclusion that Rhade was getting help. The only person that could suppress Andromeda's sensors was Harper. He had to be helping Rhade.
How could he betray her like this?
But after some Harper torture and threatening to turn him into a nano-welded puddle of goo, his story was still the same.
He did not help Rhade get around Andromeda's sensors. Everything was fine. Nothing was missing, ask the war-babe herself.
After confirmation that Harper hadn't tampered with Andromeda on Rhade's behalf, Beka called up security footage of Rhade avoiding her traps.
While searching for suspicious activity, Harper was informed of what was going on. And after that, Beka regretted having told him. The engineer was now laying on the floor laughing his ass of as Andromeda confirmed everything the First Officer and Commander had been doing to each other for the past few weeks.
"Ah ha!" yelled Beka suddenly.
"What?"
"There! That's how he's been doing it! Damn you Trance!" The security file showed Trance pointing Rhade down a safe corridor free of Beka's traps. The golden goddess then had the audacity to look up at Andromeda's security monitor and wave at them.
"Andromeda, where's Rhade?"
"Deck Nineteen."
"Think your sprinklers could have a malfunction?"
"No."
"And why not?"
"Dylan just walked up to Rhade."
"Damn you Dylan!" Beka left the Machine Shop and headed to Rhade's quarters.
She'd wait for him there.
They were due for a talk.
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"Beka."
"Rhade."
Rhade had come down the corridor to see Beka sitting against the door to his room. She stood immediately when she saw him, crossed her arms, and set him with a steely glare.
As he looked at her, he knew that hewas right before all of this had started...she was cute when she was mad.
And there was no time like the present…
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Idiot.
He was just looking at her.
Why was he just looking at her?
Maybe she should start.
Beka continued to glare at him. How dare he look at her with those gorgeous hazel eyes…that she could care less about. And just standing there in that…very tight...shirt…with muscles she didn't care to notice...no, she did not...no...very...nice.
Blinking, Beka stepped forward and shoved a finger at his chest. She let out a huff of annoyance as he caught her hand in his and grabbed her other one as she went to free her trapped hand. Both her hands were now in his.
"You know you--" Her words were cut off by Rhade leaning down to kiss her.
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A/N: Well that ends the "Of Mayhem" section, the "Of Love" starts next chapter and goes almost directly into "New Beginnings" I know a lot of you are probably wanting the pranks to continue but maybe I'll do a different fic where they annoy eachother much longer:) There will still be some humour abound!
Thanks for reviwing guys! You're simply the best! huggles
eris: I did mention the shirtless S4 episode! "Abridging the Devil's Divide"! and I agree, collective droolage, screaming, and fainting. That was a great ep. It was on a few weeks ago, I watched it in the morning but then missed taping it in the evening...I'm going to have to wait till April for it now. But damn, what an episode. Immense thanks to the writers and costume designers for taking his shirt off for us!
vampiregirl081: Longer chapters are great, there's more to read:) I wrote this fic with intentional short chaptes. It's my pseudo-vignette series. Short chapters, changing plots, my little experiment and break from my other longer fics.
Fox of the Nova: "I would have loved to see...i mean...hear when Rhade took a "COLD shower" lmao, ehehe, I was thinking of writing a fic on that subject...