While Rhade tried to hide his smirk, Talia paled, her husband sputtered, Beka lifted her free hand onto the table and gently squeezed Raif's hand before she slid her hand back under the table and onto her lap.
That so made up for stealing her CD collection.
"Ahem."
Everyone turned their eyes over to the doorway to see three beautiful young women standing there.
"Ah yes, well these are my children. Sophia, Victoria, and Amelia." The girls walked into the room and then curtsied before taking their seats on the other side of the table.
Pleasantries were exchanged and then the table was set into silence as they waited for their food to come.
Talia fiddled with the napkin on her lap as across the table her husband, Philip Clermont, glared at her. Raif was playing with his fork and spoon, acting out the old nursery rhyme but having them kiss, much to his own amusement, but no one else's. Rhade still held Beka's hand under the table, and if he were human the feeling would have left it by now.
He glanced over to Beka where she sat looking between the girls, giving looks of indifference and glaring. Sophia and Victoria were glaring right back, while Amelia was constantly checking him out over her water glass.
Beka gave her a look that could wither a plant.
Amelia smirked.
Rhade hid the wince at the tightening of Beka's hand linked with his.
'This is going to be a long dinner' ran through several minds.
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Back on the Andromeda Trance was dealing with Tyr. He had woken up several hours ago, and was just now settling into his room; she was helping him move around. Trance sighed as she thought back to earlier that day.
' "What do you mean he doesn't remember?" Dylan yelled at Trance.
"I mean he doesn't Dylan, anything. He knows he is a man, he feels he's not human, he knows we are on a ship. But that is all. He doesn't know who we are, who he is, why he's here, where he was, nothing. He knows nothing."
"Well he's lying then, Trance."
"Dylan! I don't think someone would, could, lie about something like this."
"It's Tyr."
"It's your friend."
"He stopped being my friend the day he tried to kill my first officer."
"Well then he was your friend, at some point in time."
"That's not the point."
"Then how about that he's a person who is confused and needs a friend?"
"I gave him friendship already Trance, and he gave me a knife in the back."
"Dylan he needs our help."
Dylan sighed, "I don't know Trance. And I don't trust him. How can we be sure this isn't some big trap? Can you promise me everything will be okay? First Beka and her mom, and now Tyr showing up out of nowhere, and he conveniently forgot about who he is and what he did to us? And just how do you think Beka will react when she gets back? Trance, not only is he a security risk, but no one wants him here!"
"I can't promise that everything will be okay. I'm not asking you to trust him or believe him; I'm asking you to trust me. Believe in me. We will handle Beka seeing him when she gets back. And he did forget Dylan, he's not lying." Seeing his skeptic look she added, "Not only did I run scans, but Andromeda checked his pulse to see if he was lying, and I know, in the way that I know things, that he's telling the truth. Please Dylan, he needs help."
Dylan sighed again, knowing he was defeated. "Fine Trance, fine, he can stay. But you have to keep an eye on him, as your patient and as a threat to Andromeda and her crew's safety. He gets his old room; he can go to the Mess Hall, Obs Deck, and the Gym. Nowhere, and I mean nowhere, else. Are we clear Trance?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Trance was snapped out her thoughts when she heard a crash, and saw no sign of Tyr. Rushing into the bathroom section of the room it took all of her self control not to burst into giggles.
