My Engineer-

Summary: Andromeda reflects on how Harper has helped fix her, and make her. Both Andromeda and Rommie

Disclaimer: I don't own them. The only thing here that is mine, is the words on this paper, besides names. For that matter, I didn't make the words, so I guess I don't own nothin'. JJ But, I guess you get my point!

Row of 0's are breaks between paragraphs!

My own Engineer. You help fix me.

When I'm broken, I do not worry what will happen, because you are there to fix me!

You are the only one I count on, and I need no one else.

You care for ME, when you fix me.

You take your own pleasure from fixing me.

You helped create me, in a sense.

You made me flesh, so I may meet my crew in 'person'.

Sometimes, I think you have programmed me too damn well. I get these human emotions, that feel so real!

You help save me, by your genius brain making a genius plan, that saves the day.

I know you sometimes don't get the respect and appreciation you deserve, but you will always have it from me.

Sure, having a high guard engineer would be nice, but they would not be the same.

They would not care like you do.

No one else would do.

All I ever need, is my own little engineer.

Hi! Sorry, not my best I must admit! Low bow But I just felt about what Rommie said to Harper about they needed to fix each other. Yeah, not the most plot-filled, angst, love, blah. I just wanted this short, little...poem! Just thrown together!