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April 06 2006 @ 06:10 pm
Andromeda: Past Sins, OFC, [PG13], 2/8  
Title: Past Sins
Author: SireesAnwar
Show: Andromeda
Part: 2 of 8
Rating: PG13
Characters: Dylan Hunt, Trance Gemini, Harper, Beka, OFC (Sirees), Original Crew
Archiving: Fan Fiction Net, Command Deck
Warnings: Hmmm.... lets see I'll warn that there is violence in this story...
SPOILERS: Only to my Andromeda story "Just a World Away"
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Andromeda characters or anything about them so don’t sue me. Sirees Anwar and the other crew are my creation. Let me know if you like any of them.
Summary: Andromeda comes to the aid of another Commonwealth ship named Zephyrus only to find Zephyrus nearly distroyed and most of his skeleton crew dead. Now Dylan gets swept up in a mission TriJema left to the reckless Captain of Zephyrus...
AN: This is the second story in a series about Sirees Anwar. The first story being Just A World Away. This story lets you in a bit about just what Sirees is capable of and maybe a bit of how she thinks. Also, yes she was recruited as a Captain… lets just say it was something Tri-Jema wanted. Also, I am not as fond of this story as I maybe should be but it is part of Sirees's story. Yes, my LJ name is SireesAnwar... I named myself after my character because I liked her.




As Events Unfold

Sirees curse under her breathe. “Evasive maneuvers!”

“Evasive maneuvers.” The avatar next to her chimed calmly. Zeph was what most of the crew called the avatar for the AI. Sirees silently gave thanks for having Zeph around. Sure Zephyrus could take care of business but Zeph was invaluable. She had counted on him more than once. Zeph, of course, looked exactly like his AI counter-part. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a slightly tan complexion. To Sirees he looked somewhat like a Nietzschean. She wasn’t sure she liked that about him, especially after learning about Tyr’s betrayal. She had to admit it didn’t surprise her. He’d had his own agenda with her why not with Dylan?

“Captain,” Lt. Brianna Wilson, her engineer, ran onto the command deck, “Zephyrus can’t take much more of this.” Brianna’s long black silky hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail. Brianna was a human of Japanese decent and was as proud of it as Tal was of his Nietzschean blood. Sirees had come to rely on Brianna for any and all engineering related matters. She was probably as good as Harper on the Andromeda and something told her they could spend hours debating the finer points of slip stream maintenance.

Sirees cursed under her breath. “Why aren’t our missiles working? What’s wrong with the ships systems?”

Brianna punched the screen in front of her. “Captain, something is preventing the commands from going through. We only have the basics. We can keep people off of us but not for long.”

Sirees looked up as Tal walked onto the command deck. As soon as she had gotten her own ship she had tracked down her old Nietzschean friend and persuaded him to be her second-in-command. It had taken a lot of persuading and her entire pays worth of drinks to convince Tal the Commonwealth wasn’t as horrible as he thought it was. He had informed her if it wasn’t her asking he wouldn’t even consider it, no matter how drunk he was.

Sirees didn’t bother to smile as he appeared on deck. In appearance he reminded her a lot of Tyr. He was tall with dark hair and eyes but had never sported a mane of long hair. Instead his had always been shortly cut. “Captain.” Tal nodded to her as he took his post on the command deck.

“Damn it, Tal. Tell me you know what took down Zeph’s systems?” Sirees turned to stare and the familiar ships that again sent missiles at them. Zephyrus couldn’t stop the missiles only jump around in space hoping none of them would actually hit their target. The deck shook beneath her feet.

“Captain, seems to me we have a saboteur aboard.” Tal looked towards Brianna. “Lieutenant Wilson tells me the only explanation is sabotage.”

“Actually, what I said was that is what it appeared to be.” Brianna turned to Sirees. “Captain, seems to me something was introduced into Zeph’s systems which is preventing us from using much more than thrusters and life support.”

“Perfect.” Sirees chimed.

Lieutenant Commander Aidan Donnelly ran onto the command deck. Sirees could tell he had only recently gotten up because his slightly shaggy hair was a mess. “Nice to see you can get to your post when we are in an emergency, Aidan.” Sirees chided him.

Aidan’s piercing blue eyes lit up. “Thanks, Cap.” He said as he took over the pilot’s seat. Aidan stood about six feet tall which made him look formidable when he didn’t look like he was about to crack a joke or when he wasn’t dashing through the corridor so as not to be late.

Sirees’s mind drifted to Doctor Rayelynne Mason who was perceivably on the medical deck dealing with casualties. Raye’s hair was flaming red and her green eyes could stop you in your tracks. She startled even Sirees from time to time. Sirees didn’t like to argue with her because she always felt cornered but Sirees often pulled rank to get Raye to back down. “Zeph, how many casualties?”

“According to the latest reports we have approximately 1000 crew members aboard out of a possible 4132. At this time 155 are reported dead and another 200 are badly injured and 194 have sustained minor injuries. That leaves us with a working crew of 451.”

“It’s like someone knew we were on our way to pick up more of the crew.” Sirees stared out at the ships that were firing on them. What she said wasn’t exactly true. They would be picking up more crew but they had a far more important reason for stopping at this planet. She had told the crew everything was in preparation for the rest of the crew but she had a mission none of them knew about. The ship lurched again. “When all our defenses become inoperable how bad off will we be?”

Zephyrus tilted his head on the screen in front of Sirees. “I estimate the severely injured will die and more than half of the remaining crewmembers will become unable to fulfill their duties. My systems will be highly damaged and life support will only last for approximately two more hours.

“Do we have communications even?” Sirees walked towards Zeph.

“No.” Zeph looked at her.

“What about Destiny?” Aidan looked to Sirees.

“Zeph, can you reroute communications of Destiny to the command deck?” Sirees’s heart leapt at the very thought of her little ship being a lifesaver.

“Rerouted.” Zephyrus chimed.

“Affirmative.” Zeph stared at her. Sirees didn’t think she would ever get used to the seemingly split personality that was Zephyrus and Zeph.

“Send a message to Commonwealth Command. I want them to know what’s happening and tell them help would be appreciated.” Sirees turned to look at the other ships as the ship rocked again.

Message Relayed

Dylan walked into his office after Rommie had informed him there was an urgent message for him from Tri-Jema. Dylan couldn’t imagine what was so important a Triumvir was calling on him, again.

Tri-Jema flashed onto the screen. “Captain Hunt.”

“Tri-Jema.” Dylan stared at her.

“I don’t have much time so let’s get to it. Are you aware of Sirees Anwar’s newest assignment?” Tri-Jema went directly to the point.

Dylan’s surprise was obvious to even him. “Um, well, yes, I heard she got her own command.”

Tri-Jema picked up after him. “Yes, Zephyrus. Zephyrus is in many ways similar to Andromeda. We have received a distress signal from Captain Anwar stating they are taking heavy fire by a people who only identified themselves as the Penari and have apparently been sabotaged. Zephyrus is nearly dead in the water and they have taken heavy casualties. Upon last report you were the closest to her position and I am hoping Andromeda will be able to stop the Zephyrus’s destruction.”

Dylan was definitely surprised. It seemed odd there was something Sirees wasn’t able to take care of. “Of course.”

Tri-Jema started to look away and sever their communiqué but then she met Dylan’s gaze. “Captain Hunt, I am entrusting this mission to you because no matter what happens Zephyrus and Captain Anwar need to be brought safely back to Tarazed after the completion of her mission. It is imperative.” With that the screen went to the familiar Commonwealth insignia.

“Interesting.” Dylan turned and head to the command deck. “Beka, we received coordinates. Get us there as fast as possible; we’ve got a ship to save.”

“Aye-aye, Dylan.” She almost mocked as she tapped a few buttons and took them to slipstream.

Rescued: Sort Of

Sirees turned to the others on the command deck. “Tell me we’ve lost them.”

“We lost them.” Zeph stared at her. His unnatural brown eyes gazed at Sirees.

Sirees looked out at the planets moon which they were hiding behind. She wasn’t one to hide from an enemy and had it been only her on the ship she would have fought to the end but there were a ship full of people with her… counting on her. Keeping them alive until help arrived was her job right now no matter how much she hated it. She would have handed herself over but she needed to get to Gorton and then back to Tarazed, that too was her job. This is going to bit me in the ass.

“Captain, ships functions are down to emergency levels. Power will be gone in an hour and life-support will fail thirty minutes following.” Brianna relayed to Sirees.

“Who the hell did this to us? Hm? Tal, I want to know who did this to us.” Sirees walked to the front screen and looked out over the moon beneath them.

“And what good will it do if we’re dead?” Tal crossed his arms in front of him.

“Well, if you find the traitor before we die then I can shoot him or her out an air lock and give us a few seconds of breathable air and if not…” Sirees looked at the others on the command deck. “Well, kick the traitor’s ass after we get out of this mess.” She refused to suffocate to death, but it didn’t scare her. What scared her was the coldness of space enveloping the ship. She didn’t handle the cold weather well and freezing to death was a long time fear.

Aidan looked up from the pilot’s seat. “Looks like we’ve got company.”

“Weapons?” Tal stated and asked.

“Nothing. Everything is off-line.” Brianna scrolled through the ships systems on her screen. “Everything was affected. We’re damn lucky to have gotten any kind of propulsion to get us away from the ships.”

“And now they’ve found us.” Aidan whistled as a slipstream portal opened up near them.

“On the contrary,” Zeph said and Sirees stared at him thinking of Rommie, “Our company, as you put it; Mr. Donnelly; is, in fact, the Andromeda.” The manifestation of Zephyrus on the screen tilted its head and a view of Andromeda approaching filled the screen. Zeph looked at Sirees and then the others. “It would appear the cavalry has arrived.”

“Hail them.” Sirees barked. Yep, now she knew she loved her little ship.

Dylan Hunt’s formidable form appeared on the screen. “Sirees. Long time…”

“Dylan, I don’t have time for pleasantries. My crew and ship are dying. I need to evacuate Zephyrus immediately.” Sirees snapped her fingers at Tal who relayed the emergency evacuation details throughout the ship.

“Our sensors have picked up on your status. We’ll dock with you…”

Sirees cut him off again. “I don’t think that is a good idea. There is something in Zeph’s systems, which is shutting down primary and secondary functions and we have no idea how it’s working. If Andromeda docks with us whatever it is may spread to her.”

“The Maru will be over. I assume you still have Destiny?” Dylan eyed her.

“Something’s never change, Dylan.” She smiled at him as the screen went back to the view of Andromeda. “Put me on ship wide.”

“Done.” Zeph said.

“Crewmembers, this is Captain Anwar. Due to the damage we sustained in battle we will have to evacuate Zephyrus. Andromeda has arrived and will be bring us aboard shortly. If there is anything dire you need to take with you I suggest you gather it now. Anything else you need; will be aboard Andromeda.” Sirees waved at Zeph who severed the ship wide communiqué.

It was only minutes later that the Maru was parked in their hanger and crewmembers were being loaded on. The Destiny wasn’t very big but for the short ride they crammed as many people as possible into its small quarters. Sirees, of course, stayed on board overseeing the evacuation of her crew. The power started to fluctuate and Zeph paused momentarily. Brianna was on top of it, hooking up a little creation of hers that would preserve Zeph’s AI and allow him to function without the ship. Zeph went from being almost lifeless to being in perfect working order in minutes.

“Great, now get out of here, Brianna.” Sirees ordered the Japanese woman. Brianna saluted her and then climbed aboard the Destiny. The second trip and now Sirees and Zeph were left behind with a handful of others. “I have to grab something.” Sirees turned to head back to her quarters.

Zeph grabbed her arm. “You told the crew to get it earlier.”

Sirees eyed her. “Get what?”

“Anything of dire need.” Zeph stated with a bit of frustration at his Captain.

“Look I’ll be right back.” Sirees ran through the corridors and straight for her quarters. As soon as she was inside she opened the Ladonian puzzle sphere she had been given long ago. There was nothing inside. The data chip was gone. She didn’t have time to search the ship. It was something she would have to do later when Zephyrus was up and running but chances were the chip was now on Andromeda. Sirees grabbed her pack from the corner of her room and tossed the sphere in with her usual collection of gear. “Always be prepared.”

In a slow and distorted voice the ship announced, “Destiny has…. returned.” She assumed Zeph had tried using the comm system. She ran back through the corridors. The power fluctuated and then went out and Sirees stopped to pull out her light. “Like I said, be prepared.” She continued down the corridor and back to the hanger where she ran to the Destiny. A deeper voice than normal announced, “Life-support failing.” The doors of the Destiny closed behind her and cut off the voice.

Dylan moved from the front of Destiny to the back where Sirees had just come in. “Captain Anwar.” He stared down at her crouched form. She was dressed in her form-fitting leather suit that looked like all the others he had seen her in but this one had a tunic which not only told everyone she was with the Commonwealth but a Captain.

Sirees looked up at him. The last thing she had expected was for Dylan to climb aboard and come after her. “Why so formal, Dylan?”

“I just wasn’t sure calling you Sirees would be welcomed.” Dylan reached out to take the pack from her and set it aside but she held onto it firmly.

“You need to be checked out.” Dylan held onto the bag as Trance moved towards them. “I won’t let it out of my sight.” Dylan was curious as to the bags significance.

Sirees thought about the sphere. It was important to her because of sentimental reason, but the chip was no longer inside of it. She let go. “Don’t let go of it until I take it back.”

“I promise.” Dylan smirked as Trance kneeled in front of her.

“Any dizziness? Nausea?” Trance ran an instrument over her.

Sirees’s left eyebrow rose. “No. I am perfectly fine.”

“Your heart rate is elevated.” Trance looked at her.

“I was running through the corridors and there was practically no air in there.” Sirees looked at Trance strangely, feeling ever so slightly as if everything she had worked to hide was being uncovered by Trance’s proximity.

“What was so important, you had to go back?” Dylan lifted the bag up.

“I was wondering that myself, Captain Hunt?” Zeph stared down at her.

“I feel like I’m being interrogated.” Sirees rose to her feet despite Trance’s efforts to prevent it. “I also feel fine.” Sirees walked past them grabbing her bag out of Dylan’s hands on her way to the cockpit.

Andromeda wasn’t far from Zephyrus so it literally took them no time at all to get to Andromeda and park in the hanger bay. It only seemed like it took them forever because of Sirees’s outburst which made her feel awkward. As soon as the doors opened Sirees strolled past them as quickly as possible and out into Andromeda’s bay. Tal was waiting for her and eyeing Dylan strangely.

“Something wrong, Tal?” Sirees walked past him and he turned to walk with her.

“No, just ensuring the safety of my Captain.” Tal stated.

Sirees stopped in her tracks and turned to Tal. Dylan, Zeph, and Trance were behind them staring at her. “No need. I know these people, Tal. They wouldn’t hurt me. And I don’t really appreciate the glares at Captain Hunt. I trust Dylan as much as I do you.”

Tal looked angry she had said something in front of the others but knew better than to mess with Sirees who was obviously on the edge. “I’m sure, Dylan,” he emphasized the name, “is.”

Sirees looked at Dylan. He still looked the same, handsome and strong. She reminded herself her secrets would only create problems. “So Dylan, will you be showing us to our rooms.”

Dylan smiled. “Trance can show Tal and Zeph to where they will be staying. I will take you to your guest quarters. We have much to discuss.”

“Of course.” Sirees waited for Dylan to get to her before she fell into stride with him. They walked out of the bay and turned away from the others. “So what did you want to talk about?”

“For starters what’s been happening aboard Zephyrus?” Dylan looked like he felt uncomfortable asking her anything. “And who were the people that attacked you?”

“Not much and unknown. Anything else?” Sirees lied, which made her think about the truth and who the people attacking the ship really were.

Dylan stopped and gestured towards a room. She had almost forgotten they were going to her quarters. She was just going to head to his, which weren’t very far away. “Thanks.” Sirees walked in first and tossed the bag on the bed.

“So important, but apparently not fragile.” Dylan observed.

“You’re dying to know what’s inside, aren’t you?” She smiled at him.

“Well, I know there is something very important you are up to otherwise Tri-Jema wouldn’t have called me personally about this mission. I’m supposed to help you which I assumed meant you’d fill me in.”

“Okay.” Sirees walked over to the bed and pulled the bag towards her. She reached in and pulled out the shimmering sphere. Colors danced over its surface. She tapped a few key places on it and then the sphere opened up in her hand. “Something the Ladonians gave me. It’s a puzzle. You can actually place something inside of it which is where I…” Sirees stopped and stared at Dylan.

He nodded. “Andromeda, complete privacy please.”

“Acknowledged.” The woman’s voice toned.

“You were saying.” Dylan looked interested in the sphere.

“I was saying it was where I hid a data chip I was supposed to deliver to Tri-Jema. But as you can see, it’s missing.” Sirees tapped the bottom of the sphere and it obediently closed itself up.

“What was on the data chip?” Dylan crossed his arms over his chest and balanced out his stance.

“Good question. I was instructed not to try and read the data chip. Apparently Tri-Jema didn’t want whatever information was on it to be stored anywhere else. So like a good little soldier I locked it up. No one should have thought to look in the puzzle sphere because people wouldn’t know what it was.” She tossed him the sphere.

Dylan hadn’t been expecting the puzzle sphere but he caught it and stared at it. “Looks like Ladonia.”

“That’s the point. Anyone messing with it would think it was a globe plus they shouldn’t be able to get into it.” Sirees walked over to the sitting area and plopped down in a chair and propped her feet up on the table in front of her. “Life can truly suck sometimes.”

Dylan sat the sphere down on her bed and then went and sat on the couch adjacent to the chair. “How so?”

“Well, twenty-four hours ago I was going about my business with all one thousand of my crew on board and not a care in the universe. Now, half my crew is dead and most of the others are injured, plus my ship is out of commission.” Sirees shifted it the chair, leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

“The burdens of being a captain, eh?” Dylan leaned back on the couch. “So when are you going to tell me the truth?”

Sirees’s eyes snapped opened and she looked straight at Dylan. “No idea to what you are referring to, I’m sure.”

“Well when I asked you what happened on Zephyrus and who the people were that attacked you, you gave me a very short answer which with you can be normal but I also noticed it made you start to drift from the conversation, hence the reason you walked by me when I stopped. You were thinking, and my guess is about the people who attacked you. My conclusion, you do know who they are.” Dylan smirked at her.

Sirees quickly got to her feet and moved to stand in front of Dylan. She stared down at him, and he up at her. Sirees’s legs brushed his and then one of her leather clad knees settled onto the couch to his right and then her other to his left. She straddled him and smiled. “Why don’t we discuss how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other, hm?” Her hands rested on his chest. “Have you missed me?”

Dylan’s heart was in his throat and it took him a minute but he got there. “You’re dodging the question.”

Sirees leaned back a bit and rolled her eyes. “Geez, Dylan, you never give up.”

“And you never level with me.” Dylan wrapped one arm around her waist and then pushed himself off the couch with the other, dropping Sirees on her feet. “But nice try.”

“Glad to accommodate you.” Sirees folded her arms in front of her.

“You’re not going to tell me anything, are you?” Dylan looked down at her.

“What’s to tell?” Sirees moved to turn away from him but he grabbed her arm firmly and held her in place.

This could get me killed. Dylan stared down at her unsure whether Sirees was about to confess or attack. “Last time we were together there was something you didn’t want me to know.” Dylan gazed into her violet eyes.

Sirees was tense, she didn’t like being grabbed, but she couldn’t do anything. Dylan was a friend if anything and she wasn’t going to lash out at him again. She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter, Dylan.” She whispered, her voice cracked as though a painful memory registered with her.

Dylan was a little surprised, backing off was the only thing he could think to do. “Okay, but I will listen when you’re ready to talk.” Dylan released her and left her quarters.

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