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Kirei Baka Kasumi

Prin69

Chapter Nineteen

Dylan resumed walking briskly toward the hanger and Vice President Jamieson had to practically run to keep with him, “Dylan!”

“No you’re wrong.” He whispered through clenched teeth.

“A couple of my other visions were right.”

“Name one” He challenged.

“Your ship being pulled out of a black hole three months before it actually happened, you’re being reunited with Sarah in the past, and the mission to bring you to Tarazed in the first place.”

Dylan stopped walking and slumped against the wall, “Can you predict the future?”

She put her hand on his shoulder, “No Dylan Hunt I’m sorry, these flashes only come when they want to.”

Dylan straightened up with a look of determination on his face, “Come on there’s someone you have to meet.”

Three hours later Cuchulain stood outside the medical bay, “What news?”

“THE AVATAR IS STRONG BUT I MANAGED TO TAP INTO HER PROGRAMMING. YOU’RE GIVING HER A TRIPLE DOSE OF HER VIRUS WORKED. SHE WAS WEAKENED CONSIDERABLY.”

“How long until we know if she’s on our side?”

“SHE WILL AWAKEN IN AN HOUR AND THE NEXT FEW WILL SHOW US.”

Cuchulain smiled evilly; “Soon Dylan Hunt soon.”

Unknown to Cuchulain he was being watched by Susan. “We’ll see Cuchulain, we shall see.” She would find a way to destroy Rommie and if she had to use Dylan Hunt she would.

Trance looked up as Dylan came into the Med Bay, “Dylan, Harper wishes to speak with you about the repairs and how Andromeda was sabotaged.”

“All right but there’s someone I want you to meet, Vice President Michelle Jamieson. She’s had visions of me that have come true.”

Trance smiled; “I am honored.”

V.P. Jamieson nodded; “Likewise.”

After Dylan left Trance spoke, “It’s been a long time Michelle.”

“I know Trance but we both knew there was a chance we’d see each other again.”

“Why on Tarazed?” Trance asked.

“Why are you here on Andromeda Trance Gemini?”

“To create the perfect future” Trance replied.

“Exactly” Replied Vice President Jamieson.

Dylan walked into the machine shop, “Mr. Harper?”

“Oh hi boss welcome back.”

“Status of Andromeda?”

“A few more holes to repair, some of the decks have their gravity fields acting up; otherwise we’re nearly good to go.”

“Good we leave tomorrow night.”

Harper looked anxious, “I hope Rommie is ok?”

Dylan felt a pain begin and it spread throughout his body, into his heart, into his very being. “I hope so too.”

“I won’t stand in the way boss.”

“In the way of what?”

“It obvious Rommie is crazy about you and I see you are to.”

“Thank you Mr. Harper, I really do appreciate that.”

Just then the machine shop began to fade replaced by a fog, “Who’s there?” He asked.

Rommie emerged from the mist as she had been before the virus, “Dylan no matter what happens remember you’ve done the best you could, remember how proud I am and how much I love you.”

“What? But Rommie?” She pressed a kiss to his lips and she tasted sweet. “No matter what happens don’t become hard and cold. Don’t blame yourself.”

Before he could respond the fog thickened around him and he found himself back in the machine shop, “Hey boss you zoned out for a second, what happened?” Harper asked.

“I’m not sure Mr. Harper.” These days nothing was for sure any longer.