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The Path To True Love Never Runs Smooth
Started by Mary Rose , Aug 11 2017 05:04 PM
#1 Mary Rose
Charlie's Asthmatic Angel
I know. No one cares about Andromeda fic anymore and no one is going to read this or if they do they aren't going to bother leaving a comment. But I wrote this and I like this and I'm going to post it here because I still love to read about Beka. And this is a shipper fic of her and Dylan, the right one, so hey, at least it hits all the right notes for me, if no one else. So, here it is.
Captain Dylan Hunt was driving himself crazy. He couldn't stop thinking about Beka Valentine. It made no sense at all. She was his first officer and best friend, a captain in her own right. And Commonwealth protocol precluded any kind of romantic relationship between crewmembers.
Except that things were different. It was over 300 years later and none of the regulations meant anything anymore. He started thinking about the woman he admitted to himself that he was interested in.
At the moment she was piloting them through slipstream to another meeting. She was very beautiful but also so much more than that. Beka was the best pilot he'd ever come across in all his 300 plus years of life. And she was a good and loyal friend. Too bad she couldn't see herself as he saw her. This meant she probably had no interest in him whatsoever.
"We're there," she suddenly announced. "Another long, boring and probably formal meeting."
"It's all for a good cause, the restoration of the Commonwealth," he pointed out to her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever. It still really, really bites."
And Dylan had to laugh. Another quality of hers he found endearing was this sarcastic and biting side.
********************************************************************************It was just as Beka had feared. Another long, boring dinner. At the end the Zordans signed the charter. That was good because it made Dylan happy. Dylan. That man. So exasperatingly idealistic. So different from any of the other men she'd known in her life. So he was too good for the likes of her. He would never, ever be interested in her the way that she was interested in him. She'd just have to find a way to live with that.
Mary Rose, Official Missionary for the Church of Beka angst. Please join us for worship at the EI fanfic board. Jill-- on what my name badge should say.
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#2 Elara
Feel the silence of the moonlight.
~ blue crystal glows, the dark side unseen, sparkles in scant light, from sun to planet, to me in between ~
I want a job in HRC's "shadow" cabinet. Good pay, really easy hours, lots of time off. Can't go wrong.
"You have a fair and valid point here. I've pointed out, numerous times, that the Left's or Democrats always cry "Racist" whenever someone disagrees with them. I failed to realize that the Right or Republicans do the same thing with "Liberal"." ~ LotS
#3 MikeJaffa
MikeJaffa
Hey, I read it! Cute scene(s). And maybe nobody cares, but that's not going to stop me from [shamless plug]finishing my Burst Angel/Andromeda crossover on fan fiction.net.[/shameless plug] Yes, I'm talking about Angels Ascendant. I added more chapters to it, but didn't get around to putting them here. https://www.fanficti...ngels-Ascendant
Edited by MikeJaffa, 19 September 2017 - 11:21 AM.
#4 Duke Jr
Duke Jr
I like it so far. Good beginning!
Now, will those 2 ever realize that they both have feelings about each other????? {shakes head} Probably not.
Come see the Beka Writer's Community . Readers and Writers welcome!!!
Wow!!!!! I actually got reviews. You mean there are still people that care about Andromeda fanfiction? That's great because I still care too. I love to read and write it as much as ever and sorely miss the more active days. But anyway, here is more of the story.
Harper was down in Machine Shop 1 working hard as usual when Rommie appeared. "Harper."
"Whoa, Rom-Doll, what's the idea? You nearly gave me a heart attack. Don't ever disturb a genius at work."
"I'm sorry but I need your help."
"Sure. You got it. Whatever it is, I'll help."
"First off, I don't know if you're aware of how Dylan and Beka look at each other when they think no one is watching them. Especially if they think the object of their scrutiny isn't looking."
"Yeah, it's kind of hard not to notice. I think even Rev's aware of it and you know how oblivious he is to those kinds of things. But what's any of this got to do with me?"
"I'm thinking that we should maybe nudge those two towards each other."
Harper frowned thoughtfully. "That's not going to be easy. Beka hasn't had the greatest luck with relationships. I can't see her running headlong toward another one. And doesn't Dylan have issues with propriety and protocol? After all, I don't want to push Beka towards heartbreak."
Rommie rolled her eyes. "I don't either. Dylan's a great guy. He'd never hurt her. And I do think he'd throw out all the rules and regulations for her."
"All right then. I'm game. What do we do?"
********************************************************************************Harper enlisted Trance's help. When he told her what he and Rommie had in mind she was enchanted. "Yes, I'll do what I can. This will be so perfect."
In the meantime, Harper and Rommie would take care of their respective assignments-Rommie-Dylan and Harper-Beka. The plans were underway.
********************************************************************************Holo-Rommie popped up in Dylan's office. "Something the matter?" Dylan looked up from his work.
"No, I just wanted to show my appreciation of you as a captain by inviting you to dinner on the Obs Deck tonight. Seven o'clock."
Dylan smiled. "That's not necessary."
"I know but I'd really like it if you would come. I'll prepare a nice dinner."
"But Andromeda, you don't eat."
"I know. I'll just keep you company. Please."
"All right. You talked me into it."
"Wonderful." She blinked out and reappeared in Engineering. "I've done my part. I've got Dylan committed. It's your turn now. You've got to get Beka to go. I made it for seven o'clock."
"All right, Rom-Doll. I'm on my way." He left and headed for Command, where Beka was on duty. "Hey, boss, what's shaking?"
"Not much. It's pretty quiet and boring for once."
"Great! Then it's a perfect opportunity."
"For what?" She was looking at him suspiciously.
"For me to invite you to dinner."
Beka rolled her eyes. "Is this another come on, Harper? Please don't make me kill you."
"No, no! Look, I just want to do something nice for you." That was true. It didn't matter that he had something totally different in mind from what he was saying. "I just want you to have dinner on the Obs Deck tonight with me. Seven o'clock. It would be totally innocent."
"Really?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Yes. Look, just come. What can it hurt? If I misbehave you can even throw me out and have dinner by yourself. Come on, Beka."
"All right, all right. I'll come. Now get out of here. You're starting to annoy me."
"Only just starting. I'm slipping."
"You!"
"See you later." As Harper left he reflected that Rommie had probably had an easier time with Dylan than he'd had with Beka.
It would be totally innocent
Harper? ... Innocent??
Great Start, Mary Rose! I can't wait to see what's next.
Dylan approached the Obs Deck shortly before seven and was stunned. There, on a table with candles, was a veritable feast. There was also a bottle of wine chilling on ice. He was stymied and couldn't figure out the purpose. Then he heard footsteps behind him and whirled around to see Beka. "Hey, Dylan, what's going on? What are you doing here?"
"Rommie invited me to a dinner here at seven o'clock."
"That's funny. Harper invited me here too for the same thing at the same time." They both looked towards the table. "What in the world is up with those two?"
Dylan was starting to get the idea and he was seriously considering killing Harper and disassembling Rommie. But it was only a fleeting thought and it went away. "They went to a lot of trouble to get us here. Maybe we shouldn't let their hard work go to waste."
"A-all right." Beka was somewhat flustered. "You mean have dinner together?"
"Yes. Why not?"
Beka could think of some reasons. She remembered her last dinner here with a crewmember had ended disastrously. But that had been Tyr. This was Dylan. This brought up a whole new set of problems. She should say no and avoid disaster. Instead she heard herself saying, "All right."
They moved toward the table and Dylan poured some wine. "What shall we drink to?"
"How about meddling friends?"
"Sounds good to me." They both laughed. The dinner was good.
"So why do you suppose they went to all this trouble to get us here?" Beka wondered. It couldn't be what she thought.
"I don't know. It was a nice gesture." He actually had some thoughts on why but he was afraid to say anything.
Beka felt disappointed, which was crazy. Her feelings for him were crazy. Having them and being here were courting disaster. It would be the worst thing in the world for them to get romantically involved. She was starting to really think that that was what Harper and Rommie had in mind. And she was going to kill Harper and disassemble Rommie, even if Andromeda wasn't her ship. She should probably say something to diffuse the situation, which was rapidly making her more and more uncomfortable. "Well maybe it was a nice gesture but a bit pointless in the end. What is the point, after all?" She winced when she saw the look on his face. She sounded just like Tyr. He had insulted her and now she'd just gone and done the same thing to Dylan. "I'm sorry, Dylan. I didn't mean it like that."
"How did you mean it, Beka?" He asked softly.
"I-I, uh. I don't know. Listen Dylan; this whole thing is a mistake. I'm going to go kill Harper now. Hopefully you'll take care of Rommie." She jumped up.
"Wait. Don't go." She stopped and turned around. As she waited expectantly Dylan was at a loss as to what to say. He risked rejection if he came right out and told her of his feelings for her. He couldn't do that, could he? Maybe he should. "Beka, I want to tell you something but it's not easy for me."
She came and sat back down, interested in spite of herself. "Go on. You can
tell me anything. After all, we are best friends." She smiled at him, that dazzling smile.
"All right. I have feelings for you and would like to be more than just best friends with you. There. I said it. Now you are free to tell me to get lost." He stared at the floor.
Beka was staring at Dylan. Could this actually be real? No, it couldn't be. Surely he knew that to get involved with her was the worst thing. She should do what he said and tell him to get lost. It would be the best thing for both of them. "I have feelings for you too and want the same thing," she said instead.
He looked stunned. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I didn't want to feel this way about you because of a lot of things but I do. Are you sure yourself? I'm not the best person to become involved with."
"Shut up!" Dylan jumped up from his seat, ran toward her and kissed her passionately.
They kissed for what seemed like an eternity before Beka broke away. "Whoa, boy! You're sure jumping into things, aren't you?"
"I guess being frozen in time has that effect. And I know you liked the kiss because you responded."
"Yeah, I did. What are we doing? This is going to change everything."
"For the better, I hope."
"Maybe." Beka sounded doubtful.
"We'll never know unless we try." He embraced her and she hugged him back, ignoring the little stab of fear she felt.
Shoot! I missed the new chapter. Okay, I will be back tomor... later today to catch up!
It's about time those two got their act together. I hope those 2 get their act together (It does look like they are working on it ).
#10 Mary Rose
And so they began their relationship. "I'm glad you're happy, Boss." Harper said to her soon after.
"Only because this means I won't kill you. Whatever were you thinking, Harper?"
"Hey, it wasn't my idea. It was Rommie's."
"You went along with it."
"Yeah, but only because you're so stubborn. And you never would have gotten anywhere on your own. And you deserve to be happy. Aren't you?"
Beka sighed. "Yeah, pretty much. I still can't get over it. He's actually interested in me."
"Why not? I always thought you were pretty hot." He leered at her.
She laughed. "You'd better stop it or I'll rescind my order granting you life."
"Oh. I'd better shut up then." He beat a hasty retreat and she couldn't help but laugh again. All the same it was very weird to be involved in a relationship that was actually good for her. She mulled this over on her way to Command.
She entered Command and there he was. Dylan looked at her and smiled. It's good to see you."
"Good to see you too."
Tyr groaned. "Must you two pollute the air with your love talk like that?"
"All we did was greet each other." Dylan was very annoyed.
"It's not what you said, it's the way you said it. You humans and your love issues."
"Gee, Tyr, jealous much?" Beka asked him.
"Not at all. I am much better off without all those emotions that you humans misguidedly place such value on. I must say that I am glad you two are now open about it at least. Now your mutual attraction will no longer be a distraction."
"You mean you knew all this time." Beka was horrified.
"The whole crew knew. Even the Magog knew. Why do you think Harper and Rommie went ahead with their matchmaking scheme? They enlisted Trance's help with the set-up and they tried to enlist me but I wanted no part of it. Now if you'll excuse me, my shift is over." He exited.
Beka turned to Dylan. Oh, no. I had no idea."
Dylan didn't seem upset. "Beka, it's all right. All this means is that they really care about you and want you to be happy. Come over here." She walked over to him and he put his arms around her. She sat down in his lap, put her head on his shoulder and sighed. "Try not to worry so much. It's actually a good thing, being involved."
"If you say so. I know I really love you."
Dylan jerked away in shock. "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Beka looked upset. Where had that come from? Now everything was ruined. "I've got to go." The hell with her shift; she needed to get out of there right now. Jumping off his lap, she ran for the exit.
"Don't go. I love you too."
Beka froze in her tracks. Slowly she turned back to look at him. "Did you really just say what I thought you said?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Yes, I did. I meant it too. I hope you meant what you said." He stood there with a sheepish smile on his face and a touch of fear as well. His arms were wide open, inviting her back into his embrace. It was too great a temptation. Beka couldn't resist. She ran back and threw herself into his embrace, sobbing and clinging to him as if she'd never let him go. His arms encircled her. "It's O.K. Beka. It's going to be fine."
An eternity passed as they stood there hugging each other. Gradually Beka's sobs subsided. "What have we got ourselves into?" she asked him.
"Something wonderful. Trust me on that." And strangely enough she was inclined to do so.
#11 Virgil Vox
Virgil Vox
I just saw this. I quite liked it even though I was never a Dylan/Beka shipper. You captured the characters quite well, I thought. I could hear the actors speaking the lines, and that can be hard to do. Heck, some of the actual Andromeda books had authors that wrote the characters out of character.
"You will give the people an ideal to strive towards. They will race behind you. They will stumble. They will fall. But in time, they will join you in the sun. In time, you will help them accomplish wonders."
--Jor-El
It's a recession when your neighbor loses his job: it's a depression when you lose yours.
-- Harry S. Truman
Sorry it's been so long. Hope there is still interest. Here's the next chapter, just in case there is.
Things on the ship went along as well as they usually did. Now that they no longer had to hide their feelings Dylan and Beka were open about being involved. Not to the point of being sickeningly sweet, no matter what Tyr thought. It was just that they spent time together and often stayed over at each other's quarters. This went on for quite awhile and Beka was very happy with it. Dylan, however, wanted more. He began to think about his next move. His previous relationship with Sarah was no guide. He did remember meeting her family and later on, formally asking for Sarah's hand in marriage from her father. It had been more for show than anything else had. It had still been nice, though. With Beka none of that applied. She had no father and Dylan admitted that he wouldn't have respected Beka's dad even if he'd ever met him. Dylan didn't really respect Rafe either. So he was in uncharted territory in his personal life as far as this quest for Beka Valentine went.
'You'd just better think of something, Hunt.' He went over to his desk and took out the ring. He'd gotten it when the idea first surfaced. Was it a stupid idea? That was the million-dollar question. Things were going along so well. Would this ruin things? He had his fears and doubts and wished he had someone he could talk to. Then he wondered if he couldn't talk to her family without really giving himself away. Might as well give it a try.
Dylan caught up with Rev on the Obs Deck. "Hi, Rev."
"Hello, Dylan. Did you want to talk?"
Good old Rev. "I was just wondering about things."
"Ah, things. In general or anything specific?"
Dylan shrugged. "I always wonder about things in general. Specifically...well...nothing really."
Rev nodded. "It's not always easy. I find that that has always been true. But nothing worthwhile ever is."
They looked at each other. Dylan got the feeling that something unspoken had gone on between them. "Thank you, Rev." He left to go find Trance.
It struck him that he really was seeking approval from Beka's family after all.
Trance, as always, was happily ensconced in Hydroponics. "Dylan! Hello. The plants are doing so well. Aren't they beautiful?"
He laughed. "Yes, they are. You really do a great job in here."
She smiled and her tail wagged in pleasure. "Thank you. I love it here. It's great."
"I'm glad you're happy. I like having a happy crew."
"Well we like having a happy captain."
"You think I'm happy," he teased.
"Yes, you are. You couldn't be happier. Neither can Beka."
Now Dylan felt kind of embarrassed. "Uh, yeah. Maybe I should leave and let you get back to work."
"O.K. Bye."
Dylan departed, thinking about what she'd said as he made his way down to Engineering. Dylan had the feeling Trance already knew everything there was to know about him and Beka. But now he had to see Harper. Fortunately he found him fairly quickly. "Boss, what brings you down here?"
"Idle curiosity. I do like to know what's going on with my ship. Not that I don't trust you."
Harper grinned. "Yeah. Nothing else?"
Dylan sighed. There was no indirect communication here. If he wanted Harper's opinions he was going to have to be direct. "I was just thinking of the future and what it will bring for me and Beka."
Harper grinned. "Nothing but good. We've already cured me, bombed the World Ship into oblivion and are building a good Commonwealth. It's a pretty rosy picture, if you ask me."
"I was thinking along the lines of more personally for us."
"Oh!" A light went on in Harper's brain. "Well that's up to you."
"No thoughts on it at all from you."
"Yeah, I got a thought. You're the best thing that ever happened to her. I'm happy to see her with a decent guy for a change. I vote for making it permanent because I know you'll never hurt her because if you ever do I'll hunt you down and kill you."
Dylan laughed. "I'll keep that in mind." He left. It looked like he'd gotten what he wanted from her family. Now came the hard part. All he had left to do was ask Beka.
#13 Duke Jr
I know you'll never hurt her because if you ever do I'll hunt you down and kill you.
Fantastic! I love this story. On a scale of 1 to 5, I give it 6 hearts.
I quite liked chapter 5. Nice mention of Rafe, a character the TV series totally forgot about.
It was nice that Dylan was, as you out it, seeking out Beka's family to make sure they were okay with the two of them taking their relationship to another level.
I am curious to see how Beka will respond. She never seemed like the marrying type to me but for the right man she might be.
Let's see if this works. I'm not sure but I might have lost a part of this chapter so if it seems to end abruptly I think I might have to re write a bridge. But I'm trying . My dear, beloved Fred has helped because apparently a new way of c and ping has been foisted on us Windows users and I can't do it the old way anymore. bastards! But let's see if I can ge this cup.
Beka shook her head in disbelief. Sometimes it was still hard to believe that she was romantically involved with Captain Dylan Hunt. There was something so weird yet at the same time exhilarating. Too bad that at the moment she was not at her best. She'd had this bug for the past week that she couldn't shake. It was starting to really irritate her. She supposed she should have gone to see Trance by now but Beka was sure she could kick this thing on her own. She wasn't Harper, after all; her immune system was just fine.
Besides she'd gotten a message from Dylan. He wanted to see her tonight in his quarters. She was determined to make it, sickness or no sickness. Nothing would keep her away from him. She was very curious as to what was up. He'd hinted that he had a surprise for her. She couldn't wait to find out what it was.
Actually, when she thought about it the whole relationship was a surprise. Dylan treated her wonderfully and that was the kind of thing she could get used to. Deciding to honor the special occasion, whatever it turned out to be, Beka made the supreme sacrifice. She pulled out a dress from her closet. "Andromeda."
The hologram appeared. "Yes."
"What time is it?"
"Six o'clock. You have an hour before you have to meet Dylan."
"O.K." Beka was flustered. Only an hour. Could she get ready in that time? "I don't believe I just thought that." She frantically paced.
"Calm down, Beka. Why don't I just send Trance and my avatar to help you?"
Beka agreed. They came and they were very helpful. In no time at all she was outside Dylan's quarters in a navy-blue dress, black heels, upswept hair and makeup done to perfection. She knocked on his door. He opened it. "Wow! You're gorgeous. Come in."
He didn't look too badly himself in his best High Guard uniform. A nice dinner was set up. "Nice spread. What a wonderful surprise."
"That's not the surprise. But we'll talk later after dinner."
"O.K." She sat down. "Another seven o'clock dinner. Cute."
'Well the dinner that Harper and Rommie planned was for that time. That's what started all this. I figured it'd be good luck to continue with what works?"
"What do you need luck for?"
"You'll see after dinner."
Beka didn't feel like eating much but she forced herself to so as not to give anything away about how lousy she was feeling. After dinner they retired to his sitting room. Beka was almost breathless with anticipation. "So what's the surprise?"
"This." He brought out a box from his pocket and showed her the ring inside. "Rebekah Valentine, will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?"
She sat there stunned. Finally, she got out. "You can't be serious."
"I can and I am. Why do you say I can't be?"
"Because. Because. Because this ruins everything. You don't want to go and change things. Things have been going along fine as they are."
"Maybe I think they could be better." He said this in a quiet tone.
"No. Things couldn't be better than what we have now."
"I disagree." Dylan was starting to get a little angry. "I really thought...hoped this would make you happy."
"I'm not asking you too. I love you for who you are. I'm not trying to change you."
"Aren't you?"
"No, I'm not. But I guess I have my answer."
"I guess you do. Why did you have to go and ruin things?" Beka stalked out. Damn that had really gone well. Perhaps she'd have handled it better if she'd felt better. Being sick was not conducive to handling things well at all. She stopped in the hall. She really felt crappy and dizzy all of a sudden. 'This can't be good' was her last thought before everything went black.
"Happy. This changes everything." She got up and paced. "You want me to marry you. I suppose if I do you'll expect me to move into your quarters."
"Of course. Is that a problem?"
"I'm not giving up my ship. It's my home. And I'm not giving up my captains rank."
Yeah. I need to write a bridge. But not right now. Tech has bummed me out enough today and I need sunshine. Feel free to comment. Thanks for your understanding and support.
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