It's sad, another short chapter, but I wanted to update and when I was typing only so many words come. So this chapter has less then the others, but I hope you like it just the same

Chapter 7

Day six

Beka heard the alarm beep but she couldn't pull herself out of the dream she was having. It was the night she had picked up Harper, she tried hard to get away, knowing how horrible it was too him.

"Beka!"

Beka opened her eyes, they were still slightly gummed together and they hurt too move.

"Beka, can you hear me?"

Beka threw of the covers and sat up rubbing her face.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Can you come down to medical?"

Beka frowned, that was Trance.

Had something happened to Harper? She got up immediately and still in her pyjamas ran down to medical.

She burst threw the doors to see Trance, Rev and Dylan all looking a little stunned at her appearance. Harper was lying peacefully beside them.

Beka sighed.

"I thought it was important," she said annoyed.

"It is," Rev said.

"Does everyone hangout in their pyjamas or what?" Dylan said quietly to himself.

Beka rolled her eyes.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Well, it's not so much as what happened to Harper recently-" Trance never finished her sentence for Beka cut her off.

"I'm not telling you and that's the finally time you'll ask, right?" Beka said angrily for being pulled out of bed just to be questioned again. Clearly they didn't know she needed her beauty sleep.

"Well, Harper's signs are stable," Trance said meekly a rightfully afraid of Beka in the morning.

"So why don't you call me when he wakes up?" Beka said going to leave.

"Alright-"

"Beka, will you join me on the station, we're going to track down Kalen," Dylan said.

"We?"

"Tyr and I," Dylan replied.

"Hey, why not, maybe I can beat some sense in her," Beka said.

Suddenly Harper's life signs dropped and he began to shack with tears falling out his eyes.

000

Young Seamus was laughing as he walked home with Brendan. It had been almost a year since his cousins had passed away and his mum and dad decided to move into the city of Boston, to where his cousin Brendan lived. They were way passed curfew but they didn't care, Seamus had made three new shrillers one for each him, Brendan and Isaac.

He was smashed, no matter how many times he vowed he wouldn't drink for Kao's sake, he had to keep making that promise with a major hangover. The road was waving in front of him and every pebble was dancing merrily and laughing Seamus stumbled home. He parted with Brendan and Isaac and continued to sing with a beer in one hand and a shriller still in his mouth.

He turned the corner and the sight made him drop the shriller and all the alcohol that was clouding his head seamed to clear immediately.

The front door was broken down and chopped into bits. Seamus dropped the bottle and ran into the jumble of rumble that was once his home. Seamus immediately looked through the ruins for his parents.

"Mom!" he cried. "Mom!"

He had no answer but the flickering of small fires in the other rooms.

Then he saw the figure on the ground, cover with a little bit of rumble. Seamus ran to her and moved the fallen table. He moved his mother's head onto his lap.

"Mom?" Seamus asked tenderly.

"Seamus," his mom said reaching out a hand for his. He took it and squeezed.

"Yes, mom?" he asked quietly tears running down his face.

"Find, Kao, save her from those monsters," she said softly.

"What happened mom?" Seamus asked quickly.

"You are the smartest boy in the world, you can do whatever you dream of, but please find Kao," she said, seeming desperate.

"Yes mom, I will."

His mother took her spare arm to stroke his cheek ad wash away the tears that continually fell out of his eyes.

She let her arm fall and died in his arms. Seamus didn't bother to be proud but let all his tears flow, the ones, for his cousins, the ones for Kao, for his father and the ones that were only for her.

"MOM!"

000

Beka ran over to Harper's side when he cried out in his sleep. He thrashed on the bed and Beka tried to comfort him.

Suddenly his eyes opened horrified and seeing Beka over him the tears began to flow again.

Beka bent down and held him, like a small child being comforted by his mother. Harper's hugged her tightly and sobbed into her shoulder, holding on to her as though she too was going to leave him.

Beka just held him; he shook from his sobs and no one else to exist.

How long Harper held on too her, she wasn't sure but gradually his crying stopped and he just held close.

It wasn't long afterwards when Harper's arms relaxed and Beka could tell that he had fallen asleep again.

Beka lowered him onto his bed again and suddenly looking at the bloodstain that had leaked out of his bandages, and had spilled onto her pyjamas shirt her eyes welled up. Kalen had done that to him, she was certain. Wiping her eyes quickly she turned angrily and ran out of medical.

She wasn't wearing any shoes and she didn't bother to change, she just ran all the way to the air hearing that Dylan was behind her. But she didn't turn, her eyes filled with tears again.

She reached the air lock just as Tyr and Rommie was showing Kalen in as a guest.

Her eyes flashed still filled with tears.

"YOU!" she screamed.

Kalen looked shocked.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?" Beka yelled her voice cracking.

"I don't know what your talking about Captain Valentine, and," Kalen looked her up and down scrutinizing her appearance, "I would have thought you would have picked something better to dress in than bloody pyja-"

Kalen never finished her sentence before Beka; with all the strength she could muster hit her across the mouth.

Dylan jumped forward to stop Beka but she had taken another swing and the second time she heard the satisfying crack of the break.

Dylan grabbed Beka as Rommie tended to Kalen. Dylan had to literally lift Beka and move her away for she struggled with blinding rage to get at Kalen again.

"Beka, what's the matter with you?" Dylan hissed.

Beka looked from glaring at Kalen to him.

"How can you say that, you know what she did, she shot him," Beka said tears over whelming her again.

"We don't know that she did, she's here to question not beat," Dylan said.

Beka turned her head and tried to inconspicuously wipe her eyes, but Dylan caught.

"Go, rest, I'll call you when we find out something."

Beka looked back at him.

"I want to question her," she said boldly.

"No," Dylan ordered.

"But-"

"No buts, you are not going anywhere near her," Dylan interrupted. "Understood?"

"Beka dropped her shoulders and her head and nodded gently.

"Go, get some rest, then maybe go and sit by Harper."

Beka left without saying anything her instincts telling her the culprit was already on board.