16I ALWAYS SAW YOU
Summary: Tyr soon learns a few things about Beka he never thought possible.
Pairing: Beka/Tyr
Rating: M to be on the safe side.
Tyr stood in front of Dylan holding a copy of the message sent to him. He handed the flexi to Dylan and waited until the good Captain finished reading. The message had been left for Tyr when Beka failed to return from Albuquerque drift. She had gone to pay off some of her debt in the Maru, but her ship returned to Andromeda without Beka on board. For a split instant Tyr worried about her and was in a murderous rage. Someone had dared to take Beka. That someone would pay and Tyr Anasazi, out of Victoria by Barbarossa would make sure that those people responsible paid.
"What are you going to do about this?" Tyr asked. His anger was boiling at who ever had taken Beka.
"We'll head back to her last known position and search for clues there." Dylan said and watched Tyr. He knew that his Nietzchean comrade had some sort of understanding with Beka but he never thought that it would extend to some emotional attachment.
"You do that, sir, and I will do what I have to do." Tyr growled and headed out of Dylan's quarters heading to the hanger to take the Maru to find Beka. Unlike his Captain, Tyr knew where to go to find Beka, and those who took her would be sorry. The few years he had been aboard, around Beka, he had grown used to her being around. Lately though something had changed in her, she had changed. Tyr couldn't fathom what it was; he knew only that he had to get her back.
SHINTOWA:
HOMEWORLD OF THE TIGARIAN PRIDE
Beka stood looking out at the scenery. She hadn't seen this place since she was a child and it made her remember who she was. Looking to arms Beka had to grow accustomed to the Bone blades that protruded from her forearms. The black leather separated the blades and protected the skin from being rubbed raw. This was the biggest secret Beka had been hiding form her friends on the Andromeda. She hadn't wanted them to find out that she was Nietzchean. More than Nietzchean; she was Cyanne Kemair out of Cleopatra by Ares. She was of the Tigarian Pride.
"Cyanne?" Beka turned to see her only living sister; Athena without the company of Odysseus their brother. Beka remembered that Athena and Odysseus were twins, and twins stuck together.
"Yeah, I was thinking about the Andromeda and the Maru." Beka replied. She had been only seven years old when her Pride was destroyed and her family scattered to the stars. Beka Valentine was the way for her to hide among the humans. It was cowardly and it made her unworthy to call herself a Nietzchean, but she had survived, eked out a living and made her life. She guessed that was why after all this time she decided to keep her human name and features. Beka looked towards the heavens and saw the night beginning to claim the sky. The stars were even coming out to play; dancing around the twin moons of Shintowa.
"If you want to go back to Andromeda, maybe you should."
"Athena, I lied to them." Only Beka understood the gravity of her transgression to Dylan.
"So, then I guess it doesn't matter to you that Tyr Anasazi is on his way, intent on taking you back." Athena leaned over the railing and looked at the sister she thought long dead. The last thing she remembered was Cyanne being taken away by Ignatius Valentine so at least one of the Kemair children would survive. What she couldn't have known was that the nano bots in her hair would take her memories and hide them away.
"Tyr wouldn't come after me." Beka said and looked away from Athena. When the nano bots had begun to break down Beka remembered who and what she was. Shortly after that the bone blades had started to appear when she was on Albuquerque drift and Beka saw her opportunity to contact her family. Thinking back to her life on the Andromeda, Beka missed everyone, including Tyr Anasazi of Kodiak Pride
"What makes you so sure?" Athena asked, "From the files I have seen on him he looks to be a fine genetic match."
"He thinks I'm human, he would never be interested in a human woman." Beka responded looking at her older sister. Tyr had told her as much when the Andromeda had been out of commission and Dylan was off looking for parts.
"Then maybe you should find a worthy male who…" It was obvious to Athena that her sister had survived her fate of being with humans. She proved to be a survivor after all and worthy of her blood line.
"No." Beka said and walked off the balcony back into the room that used to be hers. There was no worthier male than Tyr Anasazi. He proved to be the ultimate survivor and fighter. Not to mention Beka was completely caught up in him, every time he was around her, her heart beat sped up and heat flooded her veins. She wanted him to be her mate and father to her children, but he believed she was human. Now it would make no difference. Her time as a human confused her Nietzchean mind, her sense of duty and honor. She wanted Tyr, but he didn't want her. He thought of her as human; less than nothing. To Tyr she wasn't worth a second glance, nor was she worth the time of day.
With her body returning to its Nietzchean heritage all of it was taking a toll on Beka energy stores. She wanted to sleep for a week while the rest of her caught up. But if she went to sleep right now that would be construed as weakness and weakness was not a Nietzchean trait. Athena looked back to her sister as she sat on the edge of the bed. It was good to have Cyanne home. She was after all Nietzchean and a member of the Kemair family that could be traced back to Isis Kemair, the progenitor of their blood line.
"Maybe you should rest, little sister. You have had a taxing time." Athena whispered and looked into Beka's eyes. They showed signs of fatigue and exhaustion.
"I'm fine." Beka tried to convince Athena but her sister wasn't going to listen. Decidedly un-Nietzchean of Athena she pushed Beka down into the mattress.
"Sleep. There is no honor in exhaustion." Athena replied and smiled when her sister relaxed into the mattress.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Tyr slipped into the well guarded house with ease. These Nietzcheans were either stupid of defective, or both. He managed to get in under the cover of darkness. As soon as he got to the corridor Tyr caught Beka scent down the hall and to his right. She was so very close, he could almost feel her.
Moving down the hall quietly Tyr listened for the sound of Beka's heart beat. He knew it like his own. Many nights on the Andromeda he would hear it in his sleep and wake to almost expect Beka to be lying next to him. But when he would open his eyes, she wasn't there and he was tormented by her scent and the sound of her heart.
Tyr stopped when he heard her heat beat. She was there in the room to his right. He could feel her and smell her. Tyr had been pulled towards Beka for some time now and he couldn't understand why. She was human in the company of Nietzcheans. Why would she be here? He thought and that took up most of his mind.
Quietly opening the door he slipped into the room and his keen eyesight saw her lying on the bed, sleeping. Tyr moved over to the edge of the mattress; there she was sleeping comfortably. In and out her breath came in an even motion. Before he could stop himself Tyr reached out his hand to lightly brush her cheek. He was flipped over and onto his back with a startled Beka Valentine straddling his waist with a knife to his throat. The sleepiness wiped from her eyes it clicked in her brain that the intruder was Tyr.
"Tyr?" Beka said with the knife firmly in place. Tyr moved his hand up to her wrist and felt the last thing that he expected to find on her; bone blades.
'"Beka?" His deep voice rolled over her senses; lulling her.
"What are you doing here?" She asked and removed the knife while getting off his waist. Tyr rolled off the bed and stared at her in the darkness. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Beka was a Nietzchean. How could she be?
"I'm taking you home." Tyr said and moved towards her. Beka had a split second to see Tyr pull something out from behind his back before she felt a sting and then blackness. He scooped her up and went back the way they had come, back to the Maru.
EUREKA MARU:
Tyr set his course for the Andromeda and transited to slip stream while Beka was still unconscious. He had to get her back to Dylan's ship, but the trip would take a little while. He couldn't believe that she was a Nietzchean. Why had she never told him? Would he have believed her? Maybe, but he would have demanded a DNA test.
Coming out of slip stream he set the auto pilot for the Andromeda just on the edge of the system. What was he going to do about Beka? Climbing out of the cockpit Tyr walked back to check on Beka. He had placed her in one of the bunks so she would be comfortable while he got away from Shintowa. Beka should be awake by now and yet she was still sleeping soundly. It gave Tyr a chance to watch her. He had no idea she was a Nietzchean and yet something about her screamed survivalist. In his gene's he knew she was a worthy mate, but she was a human, or at least he thought she was. But now doubt crept into his mind.
Beka shifted and groaned opening her eyes to see herself surrounded by the Maru and Tyr. He was watching her and he had so many questions in his eyes, but she didn't have the heart to answer them now. She sat up fast enough and bumped her regenerating bone blades. Beka could feel her arms shaking as she watched Tyr watching her. He had a calculating look on his face. Whatever he had given her was sapping what strength she had managed to gain back. Simultaneously all her muscles began to seize. "What did you give me?" Her voice shook.
"A strong sedative that should have worn off after I got you to the Andromeda," Tyr said and cocked his head while he studied her. She truly had strength, a survivor, and a worthy mate for any Nietzchean male.
"Well, obviously you didn't give me enough." Beka gripped and tried to rise from her bunk. Her head swam and her stomach revolted, but she gritted her teeth and forced her body to work, for it to push past the sedative and tried to get some distance between them. He was too close, filling her senses with his scent, and she could almost feel the warmth his body was producing, it made her yearn for him to take her.
"What do you think you are doing?" Tyr growled and rose to his feet pushing her back to the bunk, "There was enough sedative in that to bring down two Nietzchean males, and yet you are trying to walk it off." Tyr held her down, gently, for a few more seconds until he was sure she had slipped back under the control of the sedative.
ANDROMEDA:
"Captain, I've got the Eureka Maru on sensors." Rommie said.
Dylan looked at his ships holographic avatar, "Tell them to dock on Bay 2." Dylan walked out off the bridge. By time he as half way to the bay the Maru would have hard seal and Tyr would be making his way to the bridge.
EUREKA MARU:
Tyr docked the Maru and went back to where Beka was sleeping. Her current condition made the sedative all the more powerful once it had to a chance to gain a foot hold in her body. He threw one of her arms over his shoulders, while he slipped his arm under her knees and cradled her back with his other arm. Picking her up he walked off the Maru and encountered Captain Hunt.
"What did you do to her?"
"She struggled, so I sedated her." Tyr shrugged and hefted Beka so she was more secure in his arms.
Dylan looked over Tyr and Beka, and what he saw shocked him. Beka's hair was no longer blond and short, but brown and flowing with curls and red highlights. That was not what shocked Dylan the most, what had him pausing was the fact that there were bone blades. Beka was a Nietzchean. Memories of betrayal from Gaheris flashed through his mind, but Beka had never acted like a normal Nietzchean.
"Did you at least make sure no one followed you?" Dylan asked and turned to leave. He really didn't want to hear Tyr's answer.
Tyr watched Dylan leave, but didn't follow, instead he hefted Beka again and set off for his quarters where he could watch over her as she slept and continued to become her former self. Now that he thought back, everything she had done, and said pointed to her superior genes. Tyr entered his quarters and made straight for his bed where he put her down gently. Automatically she curled on her side and snuggled into the blankets laced with his scent. Her hair flowed over his pillow and the starlight streamed in bathing her in a gentle glow. She was magnificent as a human, but now as her true nature appeared, she was glorious, radiant, and any other word he could think of. Tyr pulled a chair close to the bed, sitting down, so he could watch over Beka.
MAIN BRIDGE:
Dylan walked back on to command and scrubbed his hands over his face as Rommie came up beside him. He wasn't ready to talk yet. Dylan was still digesting that Beka was a Nietzchean. When would the universe stop playing cruel jokes on him?
"Did Tyr find Beka?" Rommie asked.
"Oh yeah, and she's Nietzchean. Go figure," Dylan threw his hands up in the air and leaned on the railing looking out at the rest of command. Right now his mind was taking him back to the fight he and Gaheris had been though, every lance blast that had once marred the hull.
"What?" Rommie exclaimed.
"I know one hell of a curve ball." Dylan sighed.
"All this time she was so human." Rommie mused and stepped away from her Captain to leave him to think things through.
TYR'S QUARTERS:
Beka surfaced surrounded by Ty's scent, and he smelled so good, so male, and so erotic. When she had believed herself human Tyr had been the star of most of her fantasies. She could feel his hands on her, his lips working her skin to a rosy glow, and his body over hers. But she had to keep it in her mind, pushed far back, still even then she had a hard time thinking clearly when he was so close to her. And now he was the closest he had ever been. His scent surrounded her and Beka knew where she was, she was in his bed. Opening her eyes Beka was careful to keep her breathing even and slow, but Tyr must know she was awake.
"I know you're awake."
"So," Beka quickly got up and swayed when dizziness caught her. But Tyr was there with his hands on her waist. She pushed at his hands and stumbled towards the door. Beka had to leave or fall victim to the lust rapidly building in her body, and it was screaming for Tyr. The door seemed so far away and Tyr's bed had been so comfortable, his scent lulled her mind and her body.
"Where are you going?"
"Away from you, as you recall, is why I didn't come back. I went home." Beka growled and turned to face him. Right now the anger was a shield and it gave her strength to push the arousal deep deep down in her mind.
"Woman you make no sense!" Tyr shouted and moved after her.
"Oh, so, now I'm a woman to you, not just a human?" Beka spat at him and before he knew what she was doing Beka hit him. Blood bloomed on his lower lip as he looked at her in shock. It was his shock that kept Tyr rooted to the spot and watching Beka leaving his quarters.
MAIN BRIDGE:
Beka stormed on to the main bridge of the Andromeda Ascendant and immediately said, "I hate men, all men. Nietzchean's, humans, all men I hate them." Dylan, Harper, and Trance all turned to look at her. Harper and Trance looked shocked where Dylan just stared at her.
"Thanks Beka…" Dylan started to say.
"I'm sorry Dylan, I'm just…. aggravated." She ran her hand through her hair and then said, "Let me rephrase that, I hate Nietzchean Men!"
"Oh, well, that's better," Dylan did a half chuckle had half sigh as he watched Beka go to the pilots station, "Uh, Beka, what are you doing?"
"Getting ready to go to slipstream, unless you want to hang around here?" She put her hands in her hips and waited. Beka knew that any minute the Tigarian Fleet would arrive and demand her return. If she left with them, Tyr would track her and just bring her back to the Andromeda. So it was better off if she just stayed and kept running like she had been doing for most of her life.
"Here seems good enough," Harper spoke up in his usual manner.
"No, Harper, here is bad, very bad. Because any minute multiple slipstream events will open, following there Tigarian ships will exit targeting the Andromeda…"
"They want their Alpha daughter back," Tyr said from the upper level. His gaze bore into Beka's back; he knew she wouldn't turn to face him. Too long it had taken him to recover from the shear force of her punch. Beka had punched him, and he thought that wouldn't be possible.
