Destiny's Call

Rating PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, although I wish I did own Jack, Daniel, Tyr, and Harper.

Note: This is slightly AU. It takes place immediately after the end of Exodus in the Stargate Universe and near the end of Season 1 of the DROM Universe.

It had started out as a normal day. Well, at least fairly normal by their standards. No one was shooting at them and thus far the Magog hadn't come out of nowhere to attack them.

"Beka, how much longer till we get to Beta Minor?", Dylan asked glancing over at his second in command.

"One more jump, our ETA is two hours.", Beka replied, "Entering Slipstream.", she added.

The ship transited into slipstream then started shaking uncontrollably.

"Beka?!", Dylan yelled.

"I don't know.", she said, staring at the screen. The stream was strange, instead of the usually easy to negotiate pattern it was something different. Very different.

"Take us out of Slipstream.", Dylan ordered.

That was far easier in theory than in actual fact. Beka struggled with the controls and finally managed to transit back to normal space. All around them alarms started going off.

"Andromeda, what just happened?", Dylan demanded.

"I don't know. I've never gotten readings like this before.", replied Rommie. She looked more than a little concerned, which was unsurprising given the amount of damage she'd just taken. "It appears that there was some kind of interference in the Slipstream itself." Rommie closed her eyes for a moment as she quickly analyzed all of the data. "Dylan, according to my readings we're no longer anywhere in the Known Worlds. I have no idea where we are."

"Alright, first things first, Mr. Harper what's our status.", Dylan asked over the comm.

"Well boss, I got some good news and some bad news. The good news is that since I'm such a freakin' genius I can get all the major systems back in working order in less than 12 hours."

"And the bad news?", Dylan said, not knowing if he wanted to know.

"It's gonna take a bit longer than that to fix the Slipstream Drive."

"How much longer?"

"About two or three days."

"Two or three days?". Dylan tried and failed to keep the frustration out of his voice.

"Hey, don't blame me. I'm not the one who picked our flight path."

"You're really pushing it Harper.", Beka said warningly.

"Sorry, boss.", Harper said, sounding completely unapologetic.

"Just get it fixed.", Dylan said. He sighed. This was going to be a long couple days. So much for his promise to pick up Rev Bem and Trance of Oasis Drift in two days. Hopefully the ship would be fixed soon though.

"You got it, boss.", Harper said, signing off.

"Dylan my sensors are picking up another ship. Two ships actually.", Rommie said.

"Who are they?", he demanded. Now would not be a good time to run into Neitzcheans or the Magog.

"I don't know. The ships are unlike anything we've previously encountered." Rommie explained as she brought up the visual. Two ships appeared. Each was huge and had what appeared to be a glowing golden pyramid extending from its middle.