Fic: You And Your Strays

Author: blarney stone

Fandom: Andromeda

Pairing: Rommie/Dylan

AUTHORS NOTE: Allow me to introduce myself with a short storylet. I'm blarney, btw.

disclaimer: Andromeda does not belong to me, it belongs to. . uh, I don't really know, but anyway, no copyright infringment is intended.

Rated: R

Summary: Andromeda reflects on the nature of her Captain.

YOU AND YOUR STRAYS
by Blarney Stone
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I know I shouldn't be surprised. I've known you a long time, Dylan, and it would be contrary to everything you are not to take them in; to be father, teacher, big brother to this ragged band of misfits. They need you and you need to be needed.

Still, it worries me. You've always felt that the responsiblity for the whole universe was on your shoulders, and now, I guess it is. There's nobody else to make things right; to rebuild Camelot. It's a role you were born to play. But, you're making mistakes, foolish ones, that could get you killed. You need to learn the rules in this brave new world, and you need to learn them fast. Listen to Beka, she knows how things work in this time and I believe she wants to help you.

Be wary of Tyr. I wish to the CyberGods that you had not let him stay on board. He will betray you, I feel it in every circuit I possess. You want to save him, to show him how wrong his people were to turn on the Commonwealth; to understand how they destroyed everything good and noble because of their pride. What if he, and by extension, they don't see it that way? What if this is the universe they wanted; a place where they can conquer and destroy at will, with no one to stand in their way? You'll be a demon to them. They'll stop at nothing to prevent you from interfering with their version of paradise.

And Seamus. Somehow, I just know Seamus is going to be the real problem here. Every since he came on board, he's been staring up at you with eyes filled with hero-worship and maybe something more. That 'Greek God' comment didn't go unnoticed by me. He's your type, isn't he Dylan? Just like Sarah, he needs you so badly and would do anything to please you. Even work himself half to death to build a gadget to make you happy.

How long before your grief over everything lost susbsides, and you start looking for comfort from the cold, endless night? Maybe it's starting already. You words to Beka about taking Seamus away over your dead body were a just a little harsher than they needed to be. Oh, I'm sure you'd say that I was reading to much into it; but again, I know you too well.

Don't get me wrong, I want you to be happy, Dylan. I just want you to be careful. Everything's changed, and you don't yet know how to function in this world. Whatever you decide to do, take it slowly and watch your back.

Remember the old Chinese curse, "May you live in intersting times"? Well, I'm pretty sure this qualifies. Always know that I will be with you and support you. Do what you do best; get people to realize that they are better than they think the are. Stay focused on what you believe and no one will be able to defeat you.

~excerpt from the private journal of Andromeda

"Geez, she's gonna kill me when she finds out I've hacked into this stuff!"

"HARPER!! You little weasel! Prepare to have your brains fried!"

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