Disclaimer: SGU and it's Characters belong to their respective owners which, sadly, is not me. I do, however, own Alex and her story line and squad, etc, etc. This has come from my mind because my mind knows no boundaries.

Opera123: Same here, makes the character seems a bit more like a person and less like just words on a page or screen in this matter. I love engines too though mine are of a smaller variety, I honestly have no idea what the engine room of Destiny would look like so I decided to wing it and come up with something that would suit, I was kind of thinking a cross between Titanic boiler engine's and car engines.

Engine Room Hideaway

=Alex's P.O.V=

I hummed softly and trailed my hand along the wall, I wanted to spend some time alone in the engine room, the one place I could go on this entire ship where no one would bother me, where no one could find me.

"Their gang went my way for basketball
My gang went their way for alcohol
When we met it wasn't pretty at all
Still the bells of St. Mary's kept ringing"

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck prick, that sinking feeling of being tailed overwhelmed me for a brief moment, I refused to let it show as I turned down a hallway and pressed myself against the wall waiting.

I turned quickly grabbing Nick and pressed him against the wall. "Why are you following me?" I growled softly.

"Where the hell are you going?" He queried.

"Does it really matter?"

"Yes" His answer was short and snappy.

I rolled my eyes leaning in and pressing my lips to his. "You're sexy when you're angry, know that?" I queried grinning brightly and wrapped a hand around his tugging him after me. "Come on"

He stumbled slightly trying to keep up with me as I led the way through the twisting halls and stopped at the Engine room door. "What is it?"

"Shut up a minute and I'll show you," I stated disengaging the lock and grinned as heat rolled out of the doors as they opened. "It's my own personal sauna" I called over my shoulder leaving him standing in the doorway.

"The Engine room?"

I nodded beckoning him over as I leant onto one of the rails. "She's fucking magnificent, never would have dreamt in a million years that Destiny would have held all this," I motioned towards the engine. "Every time I turn a corner I find something new and exciting, something that intrigues me and pique's my interest, something that nags and nags at me to find some way to solve it"

He stood next to me leaning against the railing and gripped it tighter as he looked down. "Long fall"

I nodded. "That's what I thought"

"So this is where you keep coming when you turn off your radio?"

I nodded lightly watching the engine's beneath us turn and work away before frowning lightly. "Something's not right"

"What do you mean not right?"

"Well, yesterday when I came in here they were running smooth, fine, but now there's something not right with them"

"Well it is an old ship lassie," I smiled lightly at the term of endearment he only ever seemed to use with me. "And we have arrived, probably going to run out of power sooner or later"

I cringed slightly. "And if that happens what? We begin drifting unable to dial out to another planet and we suffer until we die?"

"That would be my guess" He was just as blunt as I was some day but the difference between us was that I knew when to keep it to myself and when to sugar coat it whereas he didn't.

I stood staring down at the engines and smiled lightly remembering the first time Rush had called me lassie.

I shifted slightly under the F302's wing and flinched slightly at the drop of oil that splashed against my cheek and sighed wiping it off with the back of my hand, I could feel the grease from my hands smear across my cheeks and sighed softly before going back to my task at hand.

I tugged the group of wire's pulling them down lower and held my screwdriver between my lips as I sorted through them running my fingers along the fried one and growled softly shaking my head lightly.

"Colonel Hunter, don't suppose you've got a cigarette to spare do you?"

"Jacket," I motioned behind me, my words mumbled by my screwdriver before I took it from my lips. "On the table"

"Aye, thank you lassie"

I stalled slightly looking at the wires and frowning before stopping what I was doing and turning to face Rush. "What did you just call me Doctor Rush?"

He stalled with my pack of cigarettes in hand and frowned for a moment replaying the conversation in his head. "Lassie," He stated before turning and looking up at me. "Didn't mean too, just a slip of the tongue"

I stared at him for a moment and shook my head lightly. "It's alright," I blew a strand out of my eyes and turned back to my jet. "Maybe you're not so much of an arsehole after all"

"Pardon?" He sounded almost offended.

"Forgive me, I've mostly gone on everyone else's assumptions and tales about you," I explained unscrewing another section of plating. "And they're not exactly the best," I continued as I dropped the plate to the ground with a loud crash and kept following the wire with my screwdriver. "Mostly going along the lines of how much of an insufferable prick you are to work with but since I haven't worked with you yet I haven't had the first had experience to draw my own conclusion"

We'd only been here about three weeks and his first impression hadn't been the best, he'd been a right prick actually, rude and quite disrespectful but I'd tried not to let it colour my judgement of him, since everyone has bad days, until I'd started hearing all the stories about him from everyone else.

I shifted beside Rush and looked towards him, his eyes unfocused as they rested on one of the engines, he was deep in thought about something, maybe reliving something of his own. "Come on"

He jerked slightly and looked towards me. "What?"

"We need to get back," I motioned to the radio's clipped to our belts. "If Young can't find either of us he'll have a fuckin' coronary"

Rush nodded lightly looking to his radio and switched it back on.

"...Well where the fuck are they Scott? Can't have both disappeared at the same time surely..." Young's voice crackled through the radio followed by the lieutenant's answer. "Don't know sir... they could be together I guess, I mean they're both human right?" Young's answer made me grin softly. "Hunter maybe but Rush I'm still debating about, just find them, they can't have gotten that far, double check their quarters and the mess hall" Scott answered with a confirmation and the radio fell silent.

I grinned softly shaking my head before turning my own radio back on and bringing it up to my lips. "Young both Rush and I are together, we're down in different section of the ship, I needed his help decoding something I found"

"Right," Young's answer was clipped and short. "Just hurry up and get back, you're both needed to help Eli in the Control Interface Room"

"Roger that," I rolled my eyes lightly and looked to Rush before jerking my head. "Come on; let's get the hell back up there, I'm not looking forward to Young's reprimand when he sees me next"

Rush nodded giving the answers one last look over before whisking away sweat from his neck and started towards the door.

The Song that Alex is singing near the top is Famous for Nothing by the Dropkick Murphy's.

Alrighty, since it's my birthday today I decided I wanted to update everything, slow interwebs be damned you will not stop me, I am also going to start posting my Walking Dead fic today since I've fucked around with it enough and tweaked the first few chaps as best as I can but more of my fics will have to wait until my interwebs goes back up to full force on the 20th/21st. I'll also be posting some artwork up soon as soon as I get it finished and as soon as it's finished you'll all know.