Even Androids play the blues, part 9

Dylan waited outside the main mess hall for Rommie. He hadn't been this nervous for a very long time. He rubbed his hands on his trousers, trying to dry his sweaty palms. He looked up to see Rommie walking along the corridor, a smile on her face. He smiled when she reached him, and bent down to kiss her, "Good morning." Rommie blushed, "Good morning. It'll take me a while to get used to this." Dylan laughed, "Me to. Let's go tell the others." He replied, taking her hand with his.

Trance, Harper, Beka and Tyr where sat around a table near the door, and all looked round when they heard Dylan and Rommie walk in. All talk stopped as four pairs of eyes zeroed in on the newcomers and rested on their intertwined hands.

The silence lasted maybe 30-seconds, then Beka smiled, "It's about time you two got your feelings sorted out." She winked as she went back to her coffee. Trance smiled, "I'm happy for you." Harper raised his glass of juice in toast, "I hope you're very happy together." Tyr looked at the others, "Are you all insane, or have you forgotten what this sort of thing can lead to?" Beka looked at him, "I'd like to think that they can handle their emotions better than you can."

Tyr growled, "Don't you remember what happened to the Pax Magellanic?" Beka's eyes narrowed, "I remember perfectly well what happened, but I trust Dylan and Rommie to be more careful than that." Tyr looked at Harper and Trance, hoping to find some support, but finding none, he stood and stormed out of the room, almost knocking Rommie from her feet as he barged past her.

Dylan put an arm around Rommie protectively, "Well, three out of four isn't bad. We'd just like to say that we'll be taking things slowly, and Rommie and Andromeda have had a talk: this is going to be between just Rommie and me. If things don't work out, it shouldn't affect the main AI, or any of you." Rommie smiled, "Not that anything's going to go bad if I have anything to say about it."

Later that night:

Dylan was lighting the candle as Rommie walked through the door, her black dress clinging to her in all the right places, sending Dylan's pulse-rate soaring, "Wow! Where did you get that?" Rommie smiled, twirling round, "Let's just say I've been saving it for a special occasion." Dylan grinned, "Anything else you have put away for a 'special occasion'?" Rommie smiled mischievously, "Possibly. Maybe someday you'll find out." Dylan pulled out her chair so she could sit down, "Are we alone?"

Rommie smiled, "We are: I've separated all but the emergency links to my main AI and engaged privacy mode. It's just you and me." Dylan sat down, a grin on his face, "Good: I've finally gotten you all to myself." He sighed, "I can't believe it's taken so long for me to realise how I feel for you." Rommie's eyes sparked in the candle light, "I'd like to think I'm worth the wait." Dylan smiled as he pored the wine, "I'd like to think so to." Dylan raised his glass "To us." Rommie smiled, lifting her glass, "Us."

The End You decide how it ends; I've got 5 other story's I'm meant to be writing.