RELEASE YOUR PRISONER!

Harper and Tyr snuck quietly down the hallway, Andromeda had not found them but of course they believed that the Andromeda didn't know them because they were in the past!

"Quick follow me Super Tyr!" Harper exclaimed.

Quietly the two rushed to the corner. Sticking each of there ears around the corner they could clearly hear Dylan mumbling to himself. A Dylan that was of course not from the past. They looked at each other with ecstatic faces.

"I heard some one say that in the past the bulkhead possessed people and a side affect is that they mutter to themselves," Harper said with a strange glow in his eyes.

"Let's get him!" Tyr whispered.

Harper nodded.

Tyr ran to the other side of the corridor. They waited until Dylan reached the three way intersection.

Tyr jumped screaming and grabbed Dylan's arms holding them behind his back. Harper also screamed and shoved the green feather in his face yelling:

"BEGONE EVIL BULKHEAD, RELEASE YOUR PRISONER!"

"What-What is going on?" Dylan asked after freeing himself from the menacing feather.

Harper stuck his nose into Dylan's face.

"I think he's free," Tyr said.

"But this is the past, how do we know that he doesn't know that we know who he is?" Harper asked.

Dylan looked confused.

"But we don't know that he does," Tyr said.

"This is true," Harper said thinking carefully.

"Do you know?" He asked to Dylan.

"Um, What?" Dylan asked.

Suddenly Beka came around the corner and her eyes lit up with excitement and laughter as Harper's hand flung to his nose.

"What's going on boys?" she asked.

"We don't know that he knows that we know that he doesn't know what's going on," Harper said at once with his mouth behind his hand.

"Oh but of course he doesn't," Beka said immediately.

Dylan looked at her.

"You understood that?" He asked.

"Yeah," Beka said as though the sentence had been the simplest thing in world.

"Right," Dylan said dismissing them confusing conversation. "Trance has come up with something on their behavior," Dylan said though he sounded disappointed.

"Great, what is it?" Beka asked watching the two in front of her who were exchanging patterns of origami and then they sat down on the ground trying to fold them.

"Well, she says it's stress, they should be alright again in a day or so," Dylan said.

"Stress eh?" Beka said thinking of the small vile in her bedroom.

"Yes," Dylan said not catching her evil grin. "I think each of us should take turn watching over them."

"I'll take them for the afternoon!" Beka said a little too quickly.

Dylan glanced at her suspiciously.

"Come on, I'm not doing anything," Beka said.

"Alright," Dylan said, "call Trance if anything drastic happens."

"I will," she said happily.

Dylan turned and began to walk away exhausted.

"Be careful," Dylan warned.

"We'll be fine!" Beka said smiling.

She turned with the wickedest grin to Harper and Tyr who sat on the ground playing like children before her.

"Well boys, let's have some fun."