From Dark Out Of Light

BY : DonnaLynn
Category: 1 through F > Andromeda
Dragon prints: 2036
Disclaimer: I do not own Andromeda, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.



From Dark Out
of Light


Author: Donna Lynn

E-mail:
donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com

Status: Complete

Word Count: 3,842

Category: Drama/Angst/Romance

Spoilers/Rumors: Alternate Universe | Anything up to "Saving Light From A Black Sun" (I swear I came up with the title
before I even heard about the episode!) Major spoilers from "Pride Before the Fall" and "Past is Prolix"

Season: 5

Rating: R

Content Warning: Language, violence and sexual content.

Summary: Beka and Rhade are alone on the Andromeda making repairs when all her
systems shut down leaving limited power…from there everything gets a
bit…strange, or not.

Author's Note: Another passing thought while I was at work. I figured I would
give it a try.

Pairing: Beka/Telemachus Rhade

Disclaimer: The characters of Andromeda do not belong to
me. So DO NOT sue me!






Beka
flattened herself against the wall with a shuddery breath and closed her
eyes to calm herself. She was out of breath and she could hear her heartbeat
like a thousand drums in her head. For the last three hours she had been
trapped on the Andromeda with a certain deranged Nietszchean. Andromeda herself
was unresponsive due to an unexplained power failure just before all hell broke
loose. The only thing operational at the moment was limited heat and lighting.
All doors and pathways had to be opened manually and there was no sound, no
sound at all, which was why she was trying to be so careful. Rhade and his
enhanced senses would probably sense her from two or three corridors over.

"Andromeda…"
she tried quietly. “Rommie…" When no response came she sighed and slumped
against the wall. Communications were down as well so there was no warning Dylan
or the others. She and Rhade weren't due back for some time and that meant a
rescue mission was out of the question for the time being. Which
meant she had to deal with Rhade until she could figure out what to do.

She took
a deep breath and listened to make sure it was safe to continue down the
corridor. She drew her weapon and carefully peaked around the corner. Just as
quietly and carefully she started down the corridor. As she made her way
through she wondered where he could be. Damn Nietszchean she thought. Almost
four hours earlier they took the Maru to Andromeda to do their shift of
repairs. The trip there was normal as normal could get. Lately normal had been
above normal. A month had almost passed by since everyone found out that Beka
was the female progenitor or the Nietszchean race. A realization that Beka was
just now starting to come to terms with. The same could be said about Rhade. He
ignored her like the plague for the first week. She could tell he was having
trouble adjusting. His Nietszchean side demanded he protect her at all costs,
but having known her for almost four years before knowing she was the Matriarch
of his race, it was hard to change the way he treated her and saw her.

It
wasn't too much long after they almost died stuck in a room together. Beka was
sure that if she hadn't been who she was Rhade would have possibly killed her,
and vice versa. The room seemed to bring out the worst in both of them.
Certainly didn't bring out the best in them. Again, nothing had been said afterwards.
Things went back to relative normalcy. It was when Trance's sun showed up that
things started to change. Dylan wanted Beka to gather some plasma from the plum
to help Trance's ill condition. That meant getting terribly, dangerously close
to her sun. Rhade to say the least did not like the plan. Over and over he
practically begged her not to do it. When Beka ignored his rants he shut the
Maru down and took the controls away from her.

"No one tells me how to make my
choices,” she demanded calmly. "Reconnect me to my power supply."

He retained a determined look like he
wasn't backing down. "You have a greater duty,” he explained.

She moved in her chair to face him more
comfortably. "Okay let me get this strait. You see me as queen, mother,
Nietszchean, that right?" she asked.

"You are Matriarch, yes,” he
answered glancing at the control panel.

"So you're like my subject, my
vassal? Without me, you wouldn't be, is that right?" she wanted to touch
all bases.

"Also true,” he answered tensely.

"So I'm the Queen and you're some
cheap spin-off of my DNA,” she taunted.

"I wouldn't go that far,” he bit
back.

"You have to do what I say,
right?" she asked without missing a beat. When he just stared at her like
he didn't want to answer she straitened herself as if to be formal.
"Telemachus Rhade out of Majorum by Rhade, is that true?"

He knew he was stuck between a rock and a
hard place then. "Yes, Matriarch if you order, it is true, " he admitted.

She nodded, "Okay then, consider yourself ordered. Give me control of my ship. We're gonna
launch that probe and return with what Trance needs to survive, and that's
final."

Without a moments hesitation he reached
over and returned full power to the Maru with a gesture of his hand, as if to
say 'here milady'.

They launched the probe, with difficulty,
but as always they managed to pull through.

"Okay, Trance here we come. I just
hope we're not too late," she glanced over her shoulder. "And you, loyal
subject…thank you, for coming along for the ride."

"I wouldn't have any other way,” he
smiled sarcastically.

She smiled with a small chuckle, "A
girl could get used to that."

"I may never get used to it, but it
is my duty. Even if Dylan himself interferes," he admitted without
hesitation.

Beka almost believed him…almost…

Since
then things were different. If she was on the Andromeda, he was on the
Andromeda. If she were on the Maru, he was on the Maru. She wanted to yell and
throw something at him for being such a hover drone but…he wasn't irritating
her in the least. So when he invited himself to go with her to the Andromeda
she wasn't surprised and didn't protest. She had gotten used to his company.
Was that a good thing or a bad thing she wondered?

There
were no signs that Rhade would have gone psycho when they reached Andromeda. A
million reasons went through her mind at once. He quit drinking a few weeks
ago…no that wouldn't make him be this crazy…it could be his new found duty…she
thought absentmindedly as she made a corner. Could he have been drugged? Was
the fact that he would probably never run into another Nietszchean again
finally make him crack?

It
wasn't until they were on the Andromeda and the systems went down that he
started acting strange. When the lights went out and the control panels on
command went down they decided to head to engineering and see what the problem
was. Neither wanted to be on the receiving end of Dylan's
anger when they told him they killed Rommie.
They tried communicating
with Andromeda but she was unresponsive. The ship had turned into a floating
abyss. They were on their way to engineering when out of no where Rhade stopped
and simply stood in place with his back to her. She looked around him to see
why he stopped and when she didn't see anything she stepped up beside him.
"What?" she asked puzzled. His face was tense like he was trying to
fight something. His eyes cut at her and before she could react he grabbed her
around the throat and shoved her into the nearest wall. As they hit the wall
she stumbled but gained her bearings as he leaned forward and growled close to
her face. Then he leaned forward as if to smell her when she flattened her back
against the wall and with all her force shoved him away giving her the moment
she needed to run.

Rhade
gained his bearings quickly and stalked after her, but didn't run.
"Beka!" he roared through the silent ship. "Come out come
out…wherever you are…"

She
stopped dead in her tracks as a chill ran down her spine. The tone of his voice
stirred something inside her that she wasn't willing to admit he touched.

"Why
are you running Beka?" His voice seemed to carry as if he were Andromeda
himself. He was no where but everywhere at the same time. "You can run…but
you can't hide." He stopped and closed his eyes tilting his head to the
side. "I can hear your heartbeat Beka…it's thundering in your chest…you
wanna know why…"

Beka
gasped and grabbed the nearest wall as her stomach clinched in an all too
familiar tingle. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall trying to
gather her wits. "Because you're scaring me Rhade,” she found herself
saying before she realized.

He
chuckled deeply making her wince. It was almost as if his voice was touching
her deep inside where no one could reach. "No…you're not scared of me
Beka…you're scared of yourself," he explained his voice getting closer.
"You're scared because you don't want to give in."

She
started down the hall again hoping to keep some distance between them. She
didn't know what was happening and quit frankly she didn't care at the moment.
All she wanted to do was get to the Maru and head back to the planet to let
Dylan know what was happening. Andromeda was a sitting duck and Rhade wasn't
going anywhere, unless he was the cause of Andromeda's condition.

"If
you think not speaking will keep me from finding you Beka you're mistaken. I
could find you anywhere if I had too," he berated casually.

It was
after that when silence over took them. For the next couple of hours she did
everything she could to avoid any encounters on her way to the Maru. She needed
to get off the ship and to Dylan. Rhade needed help with whatever was wrong
with him. Something had to be wrong if he jumped her, right? If she could only
communicate with Andromeda then she would be able to lock him in a section of
the ship to keep him from moving so she could escape. With Andromeda down she
was on her own for however long it took. She was close to the docking bay and
almost laughed in relief but quickly stopped herself.

She
rounded another corner and stopped dead in her tracks when the hair on the back
of her neck stood on end. She whirled around with her weapon drawn to find
Rhade leaning against the wall not six feet away. She narrowed her eyes trying
to see him better but he was hidden in the shadows. All she could see were his
boneblades and the lower half of his body.

"This
is what I miss most…" he started with a low throaty tone.”…the thrill of hunt…tracking your prey…the challenge of life…"

She shook
her head not understanding his words or his actions. "What are you talking
about? What the hell is wrong with you?" she insisted still pointing her
weapon at him. He hadn't moved from his position and it unnerved her somewhat.
She felt like she was being wound up and at any moment she herself would snap.
Only when he was close by did she feel this way.

"You
can feel it…can't you?" he practically purred from the shadows.

She
shook her head harder to clear her thoughts and quickly regained her senses when
he pushed away from the wall to step into what little light there was.
"Don't come any closer Rhade,” she threatened.

"I'm
not gonna hurt you Beka," he held his hands up as if he were surrendering.
"That's the last thing I wanna do." His eyes bore into hers.

She had
to admit he seemed calmer. His eyes held emotion, not coldness like before.
That still didn't stop her from being careful. If there was one thing she
learned from Tyr and Rhade it was to be careful no matter how seemingly
harmless the situation was.

"What's
come over you?" she asked more calmly. "What happened to
Andromeda?"

He
closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Can't you smell it?" he
whispered. "At first I thought it was you. Your scent is always so
comforting, but this is something more…" he trailed off opening his eyes
meeting hers. "You have such a Nietszchean spirit Beka. I guess I
shouldn't have been surprised when you turned out to be the Alpha mother of all
Nietszchean's."

"Is
that what this is about?" she asked backing away slightly her weapon still
trained on him. "Shouldn't that like…disgust you are something." When
Dylan had told the news to everyone Rhade made a face and left command saying
he was going to be sick. At first the comment didn't bother Beka but later on
when she had time to let everything sink in, it did. Then other things started
to pop up in her mind. Was it a bad thing if she was attracted to Rhade? It
took them both a little while to adjust to the new unavoidable situation. Would
he really be duty bound to her even if he didn't want to?

"You've
never disgusted me Beka," he let his hands fall into the all to
familiar parade rest position. "Just like you never
disgusted Tyr Anasazi."

The
mention of Tyr made her stiffen. He was always a sore subject after what
happened the year before. "This has got nothing to do with him,” she
almost whispered.

"Doesn't
it?" he asked tilting his head softly.

She
shook her head in denial. "What are you talking about Rhade?" Why is
he talking in riddles? She wondered.

He slowly
started towards her as she continued to back away. "I think it does. All
your disdain for me, all the things you didn't like in Tyr you passed over onto
me," he sounded hurt.

"That's
not true,” she tried to reason.

"It
is!" he yelled in a commanding voice.

"It's
not!" she yelled back. "I don't hate you Rhade and I don't hate
Tyr." She let her weapon drop to her side and she rested her stance on one
hip. "I just hate what he did to me…" she murmured. She felt drained
all the sudden, unable to keep up a strong front. "How could anyone want
me to be the mother of an entire race that was meant to be perfect in every
way?" She chuckled to herself and looked up. "A
race that has been marked by its bad seed."
She met Rhade's eyes
with tears in them. "Everyone will want to kill me even more now. They
will see me as the ultimate threat because some of your race has decided that
the rest of the universe doesn't need to be."

"Nothing
will ever happen to you Beka. Until your natural dyeing day no one will ever
harm you," Rhade vowed stepping within arms reach of her.

She
didn't step away when he took her face into his hands and wiped the few tears
she shed away.

"What's
happening?" she whispered feeling weighed down by his physical presence.
They were both acting so strangely. One minute he was almost violent, the next
he was gentle, then things went the opposite direction. Now she was acting like
scared little child that didn't want such a big responsibility.

"I
want you Beka,” he spoke so quietly she almost didn't hear him, but she did.

She
blinked and tried to pull away but was already trapped. "Wh
...what?" she tried not to
sound panicked.

He
closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers letting his hands slide
down her back, down her back side to rest on her waist. "Don't fight
it…we've both been fighting for so long, " he whispered against her lips.

"Rhade…"
started but he cut her off.

"…shhhhhh…" he soothed. "I
know you don't want to get close to me because of Tyr. I know you associate all
Nietszchean's with Tyr…you shouldn't. Not all of us are like him."

She
shook her head lightly, "This isn't you Rhade, whatever is happening to
you is happening to both of us and it's disorienting our thoughts…" In a
more sensual way it felt like they were right back in that room, locked away.

"…no
it's just making us focus on our wants," he finished hastily.
"There's always been a certain amount of tension between us but we've
never acted on it and you want to know why? Because we're cowards, you're
afraid I might be Tyr and do the same things he did and I'm afraid I'll loose
you."

She
closed her eyes not wanting to acknowledge his words. She wanted to crawl into
a whole and make it all stop. She wasn't ready to admit these things to anyone
least of all Rhade. She admired Rhade for so many things. The thought of being
intimate with him had crossed her mind too often. Then it hit her…did he say he
was afraid to loose me? Her eyes snapped open and she pulled back enough to
look him in the eye. "What do you mean loose me?" she asked softly
perplexed. "Is it because I'm Matriarch?"

He shook
his head, "No, what I feel for you has nothing to do with you being
Matriarch, but it doesn't change things."

"What
did you mean then?" she wanted to know.

He swallowed
as if to be nervous and looked down then back into her eyes. "I'm afraid
of letting you down. Before you…things are more complicated now. I'm sworn to
protect you no matter who stands in my way." He paused to gauge her
reaction. "And I would have done the same before coming to this God
forsaken system."

She
shook her head in confusion, "Rhade if anyone should be worried about
letting anyone down it should be me. I just found out I'm the mother of an
entire race. When we get back to our place, our time, whatever, I'll be
expected to do things I'm not ready to do. For the life of me I don't
understand why Drago picked me!"

He
grasped her face between his hands and made her look at him. "He choice
you for good reason Beka. You're a survivalist, you're
strong, spirited and loyal…just like a Nietszchean. Don't you understand? You
are the basis of my race,” he explained with compassion.

She gave
a brief cynical laugh, "I'm not loyal Rhade. Hello! Don't you remember
what happened before we got stuck here? I was gonna tuck tail and run to save
my own butt!"

"But
you came back!" he retorted. "You came back because we're your
family! That's loyalty! That's what matters most!"

"I
can't do it Rhade," she sounded defeated, not like her at all.

"I
believe in you Beka," he admitted softly. "I think you're really
scared at how well you will do as Matriarch. Think of the good you can do with
just the simple fact of who you are. I don't think you realize just how
important you will be, how important you are. No Nietszchean will ever risk
your life in any way."

"You
don’t understand Rhade I don't want this responsibility!" she practically
cried. "Because I'm afraid…"

"I
know you are and we will all be here for you every step of the way," he
soothed.

A few
moments of silence passed and Beka could have sworn she could hear their
heartbeats. Space was so quiet, so blank. She closed her eyes again and leaned
against his forehead. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her.
The sound of his breathing comforted her and excited her at the same time. She
opened her eyes and rested her head against his neck. The temptation to trace
her tongue across his flesh was too much. Slowly she flicked her tongue against
his pulse point and exhaled. The heat of her breath made him close his eyes. A
tingly shiver ran down his back as she continued the slow torture.

"Rhade…"
she breathed moving to rest her head against his. "What
if I told you…that I wanted to know…what it felt like?" Her entire posture
changed. She exhumed confidence now and had no fear of showing it. "…to
have you inside me…in total control…" She ran her hands down his chest to
lightly brush his hips and thighs but not touching him where she wanted too.
"…taking me to heights I didn't know existed…places that only an alpha
Nietszchean could bring me…" She was physically and verbally teasing him,
and she knew it.

Rhade
rested his hands on her hips and ran his nose across her face inhaling her
scent. A scent that he was all too familiar with. He
knew when she menstruated. He knew when she ovulated. He knew a lot of things
she didn't know he knew. He never acknowledged them in fear of embarrassing
her, but at the same time he knew she was smart enough to know that he could
sense it. At times he wondered if she would crowd him on purpose during a cycle?
"I would never hurt you Beka…" he admitted
genuinely.

Suddenly
it all came so clear to Beka. In Nietszchean society the males posed,
performed, and tried to impress a suitable female. In return the female would
choose the best suitor to be her husband. However, the female was only allowed
one husband but the husband could have as many wives as he wanted. The more
wives the more status.

"They'll
expect me to choose a husband won't they?" she asked knowing he would understand
her meaning.

A growl
sounded from deep inside his chest, "Most likely, every Matriarch and
their alpha males will insist on meeting with you."

She
smiled against his chin, "That would drive you crazy wouldn't it?"
She could feel his jaw tense.

"It
is your choice," he gritted out evenly.

"That's
not what I asked," she nipped his jaw lightly.

He
growled lowly again, "No one is good enough for you."

She
kissed his jaw gently, "That's right…it is my choice…"

Suddenly
all systems on the ship began to power to full capacity. Lights,
panels, doors, all of the above.
Beka and Rhade looked around as if a
little groggy.

"Beka? Rhade? Are you
alright?" Andromeda's hologram appeared before them.

Beka and
Rhade looked at each other with a puzzled expression. Whatever had come over
them was now gone.

"Beka…Rhade?"
Andromeda repeated anxiously looking between her two crewmembers.

Rhade
shook his head to clear his thoughts, "We're fine Andromeda, what
happened?"

"Unknown,
when my systems went down I lost all record of it. I am unable to ascertain how
long I was shutdown or what caused the malfunction to my systems,"
Andromeda stated then tilted her head as if scanning. "However, I am
detecting a new power source within my core. All my systems are fully operational
with one hundred percent capacity, including my slip drive."

Rhade
shook his head confused, "That's not possible."

Beka
nodded, "Rhade's right, whatever happened during your shutdown must've
fried some of your sensors Andromeda there is no way you could be at full
capacity."

"Reassessing…"
there was a pause amongst them. "…analysis shows
all systems are fully operational."

"What's
the signature of the power source?" Rhade asked.

"Unknown,"
Andromeda stated.

Beka
couldn't help but laugh, "So you're saying that enough energy to power the
entire ship just came out of nowhere?"

"That
is the best assessment I have at the moment," Andromeda offered.






2nd Author’s Note:

I will not
be continuing this story due to the fact I have lost interest in writing on
this particular pairing. The series is no more and sadly there aren’t many
Beka/Rhade shippers out there. I am still a shipper for them but I’ve still
lost the interest…for now. As for the rest of the story just imagine that they
found out what the source was and left the dead end universe and got back to
their universe/time safe and sound and lived happily ever after. Sorry guys.



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