Jill aka Jo (sireesanwar) wrote,
Jill aka Jo

Andromeda: Just a World Away, TA/OFC, [PG], 3/7

Title: Just A World Away
Author: SireesAnwar
Show: Andromeda
Part: 3 of 7
Rating: PG
Characters: Dylan, Tyr, Beka, Harper, Trance, OFC (Sirees), Other OCs
Archiving: Command Deck
Warnings: Action, Drama
SPOILERS: None that I know of.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Andromeda characters so don't sue me. The character, Sirees Anwar and all other original characters are mine and I hope you like them.
The Andromeda crew comes across a strange beacon and someone from Tyr's past. Dylan and crew struggle to help a world with a leader who is hiding more than she uncovers.
AN: I wrote this story before taking the penname SireesAnwar. I just really liked the character and I hope you do too.

Chapter 3: Untrustworthy Ally

Andromeda: Medical Deck

Sirees stood next to Juni’s bed staring his next to lifeless body. He looked paler than anyone should and she truly feared he was slipping away. He was probably the closest thing to a friend she had on this damn planet and she didn’t want to lose him, of course, at the moment she didn’t want to think about that. No, instead she wanted to think about pulling apart Juni’s attacker and watching their face as she made them suffer. She rested her hand on his.

“It may take time for him to heal.” Trance’s melodious voice toned as she ran something over Juni. Her expression shown uneasiness. Trance wasn’t always privy to every emotion but she knew danger when she watched it stroll around a palace.

“If he does?” Sirees droned. She wasn’t a positive personality. She’d seen enough in her life to know things didn’t always work out the way you wanted. She’d seen people suffer and die and even worse continue to suffer.

“His skull fracture is repairable.” Trance grimaced at her lack of faith in the man’s ability to heal.

“And what if the damage to his brain isn’t?” Everyone knew the brain was probably the most sensitive part of the body. Injuries to the delicate muscle were often irreversible. She sure as hell wouldn’t want to sit by and watch Juni be less than what he’d been.

Trance shook her head, not really knowing what to say. Even with her abounding wisdom she couldn’t advise whether Juni would be in the perfect health he’d been in before the attack. Trance realized Sirees had suspected as much, and watched as she turned and left the medical deck like she’d somehow condemned a friend to death.

Beka passed Medi Anwar as she left Med Deck. “What’s wrong with her?”

“She had the weight of a world on her shoulders.” Trance smiled at Beka before going about her business.

Andromeda: Observation Deck

Dylan walked into the observation deck where he found Medi Anwar. She was dress differently. She had chosen her more crewmen like attire, her skintight leather like pants and shirt, boots and a long black coat. “I was told I might find you here.”

“It’s peaceful here, Captain” She smiled looking out the window into space. She hadn’t seen Ladonia from space in a long while. “It’s exquisite.”

“I think you should call me Dylan.” He smiled as he turned his back to the spacial scenery and leaned against the windows lower wall.

“You think I should?” She smiled coyly. He was an intriguing man; even she saw that while she was wrapped up in her problems. She eyed him knowing full well she wasn’t fooling him. He could see inside of her but for some reason he continued to play this little game with her.

“I do.” Dylan leaned on the sill of the observation window.

Sirees took a step closer to him, regarding him with curiosity. “If I’m going to call you Dylan, then I don’t want to hear Medi anymore. I prefer Sirees.” Her hand rose from the sill and settled on his arm.

“I can see you’re worried about your assistant.” Dylan knew she had been thinking rather than taking in the vista. He speculated it had something to do with the message he knew had to have been recorded by her.

“My friend. Juni and I are friends.” Sirees turned back to stare down at the planet circling slowly below them.

“I get the impression you don’t like your job very much.” Dylan put his hand on her arm and turned her towards him slowly. He could see the pain in her features. “What’s bothering you?”

“Juni’s attack. I can’t help but think it wouldn’t have happened if I weren’t here.” Sirees sighed. Just let your thoughts fly, Rees. She hadn’t really intended to let her guard down even a little but with Dylan it seemed almost natural. At least she hadn’t stated her intensions to bring the world down around Juni’s attacker. Probably wouldn’t go over well.

“From what I here, most of the Ladonians would be dead if you weren’t here.” Dylan could see the symmetry between their lives. Sirees obviously felt compelled to protect and help other and he had the same inclination. Of course, something told him her compulsion was an afterthought.

“Maybe, but this isn’t my planet. I have to remember that. It will become important soon enough.” Sirees mocked a smile in Dylan’s direction.

“I suspected this wasn’t your home world, what with the different appearance and the eyes.” His finger started to point towards her eyes but instead brushed some bangs out of her face.

Too friendly. Sirees knew the strong man before her realized she’d give up a feeling to him and for some reason he thought he could get more out of her. Well she wasn’t willing to oblige him and he’d have to deal with it. “What about my eyes?” She stepped back and turned from him.

“It’s just not many races have violet eyes. I’d say it’s pretty rare and I can honestly say you’re the only person with violet eyes I’ve ever met.” Dylan stated feeling the strange tension come between them. Something had shifted in the last few moments. He’d been breaking through the tough exterior when another layer of ice sealed his access.

Sensitive subject. She turned slightly to look at him. “Well, you’ll probably never meet another. It’s pretty rare among my people too.” She turned and walked off the deck.

Andromeda: Dylan’s Quarters

Dylan was sleeping, something he hadn’t had much time for until coming to Ladonia. He did have quite a few things to worry about on this planet but it wasn’t so urgent they couldn’t rest.

Dylan woke to a chime which and pierced his dreams. He sat up slowly. “Andromeda?”

Andromeda’s ghost like form appeared across the room from him. “Captain, Tyr thought you might like to know, an unidentified ship entered the planets atmosphere a moment ago and set down behind the citadel.”

Dylan hung his head and he got to his feet and began to dress. “I’ll be there in a moment.”

Ladonia: Citadel Corridors

He followed her creeping around the corners and in the shadows. She given the newcomers a tour of the Seventh City and then brought them back to the citadel. He hated her because everything she stood for had killed him inside. He turned around the corner. Now was his chance. Staff in hand he ran towards her to hit her from behind but she ducked. She ducked? She knew he was there and she was getting ready to fight back. I’m going to die.

Sirees flew to one side going from regal to warrior, instantly. Her force lance in hand; she prepared herself to battle a foe she couldn’t see. She felt the blow from behind which sent her towards the corridor wall; the clang of a weapon making contact with the ground, resonated throughout the main hall. Sirees flipped backwards and then kicked into the air obviously making contact with something. When she landed her force lance had been holstered.

A mess of people showed once Talor and his security team discovered Medi was in the middle of a strange looking fight in the main corridor. Casselle and Talor stood watch amongst a mess of Scion trainees and security force members.

Dylan, Tyr, and Rommie came around the corner. “Commodore, we detected…” They watched Sirees literally kicked, lunged and flipped out of the way of unseen blows. “What’s happening?”

“Medi is fighting an invisible intruder.” Casselle marveled.

“It would be pointless to try and step in.” Talor folded his arms across his burly frame.

Rommie turned to Dylan and Tyr. “Captain, I can see a heat resonance off the intruder.”

Sirees landed a half a meter from Dylan, Tyr, Rommie, Talor and Casselle. She listened to the silence and waited for the right moment. She stepped forward away from the group and then did a spin kick obviously making contact with her attacker. She wasn’t sure if they had caught up with her yet but she would stop whoever it was from getting away. She had to protect the innocent lives that had gathered around her. Plus this fight was taking too long.

Casselle stared in awe at her Medi. “Then can you stop the intruder?”

Rommie pulled her force lance and pointed it towards the heat signature. “I might hit Medi Anwar.” She looked to Dylan.

Talor put his hand on Rommie’s artificial shoulder. “She does not require your assistance.”

All watched as Sirees ran up a wall, flipped over and then landed a blow on her invisible foe.

Sirees took a blow and landed on her back. She immediately jumped to her feet, pulled out her force lance and extended it to a wand. She quickly threw her force lance out and made contact with an unseen rival. She then fired a shot in the same direction she had thrown her lance with a second force lance no one had seen until now. Her rival dropped to the floor and became visible.

Dylan stared down at the intruder. “What the hell is that?”

“It is personal shielding. You can look like anything, including nothing.” She walked over to the body on the floor, put her foot on her attacker’s chest and leaned down and pulled his helmet off.” Shock registered on her face.

“Randir?” Casselle’s shocked voice registered with all present. Sirees gasped and Talor’s eyes narrowed.

Sirees backed away, turned and stalked off. She couldn’t deal with the betrayal she was feeling again. Why the hell would he do this to her? Sure it wasn’t who she thought it would be and that was a relief but Randir? Why?

She found herself in the Citadel’s Gardens. She didn’t know where else to go. This place seemed so soothing and inviting. She walked one end of the garden and slammed her fist into the wall. She ignored the pain in her hand. She sat down next to some lavender planets she had admired on another trip out here. She couldn’t believe Randir was the one to attack her. She heard the footsteps coming toward her and looked up to see Tyr. “What do you want?”

“I wanted to make sure you were all right.” She looked to him wondering why someone who’d hurt her would care now.

“I’m fine.” She turned from him. “Is Randir all right?” He knew about her secrets. She had shared them with Randir. If he was willing to kill her then he was willing to rat her out.

“No. He is in the infirmary. Dylan is waiting for him to regain consciousness so he can interrogate him.” Tyr sat next to her.

“I don’t want him hurt.” She put her face in her hands and rubbed the growing ache in her head, as she lied. She did want him dead. He was likely involved in attacking Juni and she wanted this whole mess to come to an end. She was sick of the games.

“Rees! You have to be kidding! He tried to kill you!” Tyr rose from his seat. Something he didn’t understand her. He knew inside she want to hurt the man but outwardly she’d spare him. Sirees internal conflict was beyond understanding.

She stood and walked back to the wall she had struck and kicked it. “He’s my friend.” She had to talk to him. She needed to know if the Ladonians were in danger. Had he joined the Dragans? Was he a traitor?

Tyr gazed at her. “When you turned and saw me, you thought I was going to kill you. Didn’t you?”

She stood up and walked towards him. “Despite how we left things; I don’t believe you would physically harm me.” She walked out of the garden and mentally added, “I hope.”

Ladonia: A While Back

The Ladonians in the market place were surprised to see their Medi running through the streets on her way to the fleet hanger. She finally got there hoping he hadn’t left. She turned a corner and saw him heading into his ships. “Randir!” She didn’t care what anyone thought of her. They were friends and she couldn’t let him leave without knowing she didn’t mean what she said.

He looked up upon hearing his name, but his face remained cold.

She ran at him and barely had time to stop. “Randir.”

“Medi.” He thought he knew what she would say. He stared at his computer pad telling him all the supplies he had on board. He knew she didn’t want him to be the one to go, but it made sense. He had been among the stars many times and if he could he would help prevent the Dragans from taking over their planet.

“I’m sorry.” Sirees spit out. “I was just upset that you volunteered. You know I rely on you… maybe too much.”

Randir looked up. “I do. Juni is here and he can help. Trust him.” He smiled at her.

She embraced him. “Be safe.” She pulled back to look at him

“Count on it.” He gazed at her. He had noticed the constant torment in her not long after he came to work for her. He had tried his best over the years to alleviate her guilt but she held onto it like it would save her life. “Sirees, you mustn’t blame yourself for the Dragan’s arrival. I know I tell you that a lot but you have to listen to it this time.”

Sirees sighed. “I don’t have anyone else to point fingers at. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” She joked but he could see the pain in her eyes.

He turned and headed to his ship.

She stayed to watch his ship leave thinking about the times she had left. She hated those moments in her life but then just like know; it wasn’t something she could control.

Now: Ladonia: Citadel: Infirmary

The man Casselle had called Randir was waking up. Dylan felt the overwhelming urge to kill him. He leaned over the man. “I’m Dylan Hunt, Captain of the Andromeda Ascendant. Would you care to tell me why you tried to kill Medi Anwar?”

The man on the table just stared up at him. He wasn’t about to tell this enemy anything.

“Talk!” Talor yelled, feeling extreme anger for anyone cowardly enough to attack someone from behind even if that person was as formidable as Sirees.

“Talor!” Sirees entered the room and stopped her security chief’s interrogation. “I hope you weren’t planning on hurting him. He is a friend of mine.” She didn’t want Randir to talk. She couldn’t risk it.

“A friend? He tried to kill you, Sirees.” Dylan pleaded with her.

“A first name basis. Interesting.” Randir spoke for the first time.

“Yes, a first name basis.” Sirees walked closer to Randir, she tried to keep her face impassive.

“She makes lots of friends. It would be wise of you not to trust her.” Randir struggled not to show his fear of his former employer.

“Because you’re so much better.” Sirees shook her head. She stared at him for a moment trying to contemplate the reasons he had for attacking her. “Why?”

“Why do you think?” Randir sneered at her. They both heard the footsteps and Sirees knew Tyr, Rommie, and Casselle were watching.

She thought back to her confession to him. He had forgiven her for her part. Was he talking about that or something else? “Truly, I don’t know why you tried to assassinate me. You and I were friends. I thought we had made amends before your departure from Ladonia. I can see I was wrong. I can also see you didn’t miss me like I missed you.” She folded her arms in front of her.

Randir stared at her. “I trusted you for years, but you sold all of us out. You brought the malicious Dragans back to acquire Ladonia!”

“You think I am a Dragan?” Dylan sounded shocked. Then he laughed. “I am Commonwealth.” He turned slightly pointing to the patch on his uniform and then wiggled his bladeless wrists.

Randir stared at him and extended a finger towards Tyr. “But?”

Sirees walked towards him bringing her face within inches of his. Randir tried to back pedal off the medical bed but Sirees grabbed him by the front of the shirt and Talor stepped around the table to prevent his movement. “You honestly believed I was about to hand this planet over to Dragans?”

“Fool.” Casselle toned from behind Sirees who chose to ignore her successor’s comment.

“I don’t understand. All the news I have been receiving has been about the Dragans and how they were taking over with your permission and blessing.”

“Maybe you should get your facts straight before you try to kill someone.” Tyr said flatly.

“Rees, I was told you were betraying the people. I was given proof.”

“Well, your proof was wrong!” Talor yelled to him.

Randir was about to say something else but Sirees gave him a deadly look. He quickly closed his mouth. “So you tried to kill me? Some friend, aye.”

“I believed you were never the person I thought you were. Your time before us could have become more important than Ladonia.” Randir shook his head.

She mentally winced knowing what he meant. She worried others would inquire about what he was referring to. She pushed him away and turned from him. “Maybe you’re not the person I thought you were, Randir.” Sirees turned and headed towards the exit.

“Medi?” Casselle wanted to ask if she should do something to secure the traitor but her Medi simply silenced her with a hand as she left the infirmary.

Dylan followed Sirees. “What are you going to do with him?”

“Nothing. He was manipulated and he is my friend. I will give him time to think about this and then I will get his help finding the person who sent him after me.” Sirees stopped in the corridor and turned to Dylan. “Dylan, I will need Andromeda and your help.”

“You can count on us. I just have one question.”

Sirees dreaded the question. “What?” Sirees shrugged wondering what it could be and if she would have to defend her lenience towards Randir.

“You knew there was someone stalking you the entire time, didn’t you?” Dylan seemed puzzled. He couldn’t believe Sirees could unknowingly be prepared for an adversary.

She let out a deep breath. “Of course.” She turned and left. She had other thing to attend to before she returned to talk with Randir.

Tyr walked out into the corridor and stopped next to Dylan. “You realize she’s hiding something from us and Randir knows about it?”

Dylan nodded. “When are we ever kept in the loop?”

“Dylan, I know you want to trust Sirees Anwar, but you should be careful. She’s more than she appears. She’s dangerous.” Tyr cryptically warned as he paced off as well.

Rommie came up behind Dylan. “Something tells me those two have unresolved problems.”

Dylan craned his head to look at Rommie. “You think?”

Andromeda: Med Deck

This annoying feeling of being led by the nose was haunting Beka. Everything was a lie… staged for their benefit. It was as if coming here was just part of the show. Beka walked into Medical. “Trance, are you here?”

Trance came around a corner smiling from ear to ear. “What can I help you with, Beka?”

“I’m here to…” Beka thought fast. “see how your patient is.”

“Then so am I?” Rommie came from around the corner.

“What are you doing here?” Beka looked to Rommie.

“Tyr told Dylan that Medi Anwar is more than what she seems. I was inquiring if Trance could enlighten us to what he might have meant by that.”

Trance smiled at the both of them. “And I told Rommie. With Medi Anwar, what you see might not be what you get, but then again, I suspect that’s why you’re here, Beka.”

Beka shook her head. Trance could be greatly confusing at times. “What does that mean?”

“It means your suspicions brought you here and now you know Rommie and I share them. If you want to know more ask those who know Sirees.” Trance turned and walked off leaving Rommie and Beka puzzled.

Chapter 4: Confrontation
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