Emotions-Part 3

Hello! A BIG thank you for my three reviewers; prin69, Dysis Raine, and I-Luv-PurpleChiX! I'm sorry I haven't posted in a LONG while, and I hope you're still there. Okay, here's the next part. This story isn't real original or plot shocking; it's just a fic about what the characters think of Harp. Though, I will put him with someone, wink. (Though, this won't be a slash...I'm trying to get off of that-like quitting smoking or drinking!)

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Tyr sighed as he waited for the little professor to come and fix the sensors on the command deck. He was usually the patient type, but it always unnerved him to think that an enemy could sneak up on them, and catch him unaware.

Things had been hectic on the Andromeda Ascendant lately. Harper's eggs were starting to hatch, and it was predicted that he only had about a week to live. Harper had tried to get the Perseids to help, but they were in a middle of a civil war. Apparently, science wasn't the way of life for all of them. The Andromeda was trying to negotiate peace, but of course, the Drago-Kazov had to cause trouble. The Nietzscheans started randomly attaching planets who were part of the Commonwealth, and the Andromeda had to come to the rescue.

Tyr watched as the crew became more worried as the days ticked by until Harper's eggs decided they wanted to move out. Everyone seemed to be worried, scared, and anxious, but Tyr wasn't sure what he felt.

He hadn't been too close to Harper before the Magog attack. He had always been a higher being, and Harper had been a lowly kludge with an amazing gift of brains. Except, when the Magog had invaded, the two had been forced to fight against them together. The Magog didn't care which species you were, and in the end, you were just a dead body next to another dead body.

Tyr had seen a side of Harper that had made him more than a two dimensional person. The boy had fears amidst the genius, and Tyr had been able to help him overcome it. He had been so proud of Harper when he had decided to fight the beasts rather than die. He felt a connection with him from then on; a need to live and survive.

On the World Ship, though, things had started to decay. Harper had been over annoying, but Tyr had put that down to how Harper coped with what was happening. In the medi-bay, though, the boy had lost the will to live. Tyr tried to yell some sense into him, but the human's worst fears were coming true, and that shook even the most stable people. Thinking now, Tyr didn't know how he felt.

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Tyr was jolted from his thoughts as the doors to Command swished open, and in came Harper. Tyr folded his arms, and kept staring out into space.

"Hey, big man. Think too hard and you may burst a muscle." Harper smiled a cocky lopsided grin, then sat down and started fiddling with the wires underneath the panel.

Tyr looked down on him, and made up his mind. He would actually miss Harper if he were to die. He would miss the playful fights they would have, and the name-calling and witty retorts. Tyr would never admit that out loud, of course, even to himself. Tyr convinced himself that if Harper would die, the ship would not have it's engineer, so there for it would damage his chances for survival. Deep down, though, a Nietzschean had found it's brother, and was not going to loose another family member.

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Aw! I love the Tyr/Harper friendship! Okay, I think you know where this is going; a chapter from each character. I will do one about Beka's thoughts...but I just don't like Dylan, so I won't do him. Sorry. Oh, and I know, it's too short. But at least it's something!