Hello! Klaine feels and starting a rewatch of one of my favourite series, Farscape prompted this...my first Klaine drabble :) Most of you will know me for Niff, my main ship. My favourite straight ship is John Crichton and Aeryn Sun from Farscape, hence the idea for this :) I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Farscape

Warning: Language

Commander Anderson reviewed the settings on the control panel in front of him as he readied himself for the beginning of the test.

"Canaveral? Come in Canaveral." He spoke into his headset.

"Reading you loud and clear, Farscape." The voice over the comms was his colleague turned friend, Thad.

Farscape was the name of Commander Anderson's ship for this test mission.

Thad's teasing voice continued. "So, did you have a teary send off from Daddy Dearest?"

Blaine rolled his eyes at his friend's banter. It was a constant source of amusement that Blaine's father was one of the most senior and experienced test pilots known to date, meaning Blaine had huge shoes to fill before any credit would be given for his achievements.

Continual digs about nepotism from his so-called friends came as part of the job.

"No tears, sorry to disappoint you, Thad." He recalled the conversation he had had with his father as they walked side by side to his ship earlier that morning. His father had had the grace to point out that Blaine's mission was something he had never done himself.

Where he had been the celebrated test pilot for many years before his son took over, he had never flown a mission to test the product of his own scientific theory - which was what Blaine was about to do. His prototype spaceship was being heralded as the first step towards inter-stellar travel.

Blaine smiled softly at the memory. Because of his fathers demanding job keeping him away from the family home while he grew up, they were by no means close. Mere acquaintances probably knew more about each other. Hell, he didn't even know Blaine was gay! But, to have respect shown to him by this man meant a lot. More than he thought it would have.

Thad's voice interrupted his reverie. "Okay, let's run through the safety checks..."

Blaine completed all the tests as Thad ran through them with him. The usual drill. Soon it was time to start the test flight. He started his path at the desired speed and kept an eye on all the displays and gauges, whilst listening and responding to Thad when necessary.

Suddenly comms started to become crackly and break up. Blaine was talking to Thad, asking what was going on.

Back in Canaveral, Thad was trying to understand the sudden fluctuations occurring on their sensors. Colleagues around him were frantically looking for answers when Trent came running over, printouts in hand to show him. "He needs to abort! A wormhole has opened up near his intended path and the readings are showing massive energy fluctuations! It's not safe to proceed right now!"

Thad nodded, immediately accepting his experienced colleague's conclusion. "Canaveral to Farscape! Come in please! You need to abort the mission! I repeat, abort the mission! Farscape?!"

But it was too late. Captain Anderson could not hear him, high above Earth in an orbit dangerously close to the unstable wormhole.

He carried on trying to make contact, unknowingly on direct approach to the mouth of the wormhole, before entering it suddenly with a sharp pull. The ship lurched and was sent tumbling through, Blaine made dizzy beyond the effects of any training simulator he had known. As the ship finally stilled he regained his composure before trying to contact Thad again.

"Canaveral?" He paused, looking around. "Canaveral? I'm okay! Do you read me? What the hell was that?!" Silence.

It was then that he noticed huge rock derbis around the ship which had not been present before the ship went out of control. He was just about to call out again to Thad when what looked like two little fighter jets straight out of Star Wars flew through the debris, dodging fire from a third, out of sight ship. One of them looked in bad shape and exploded soon after.

Blaine blinked rapidly, as if to clear the hallucination. He hesitantly croaked, "Canaveral?" More silence.

He tried to maneouvre Farscape to see where the jets he had surely imagined, had gone. Nothing worked. The ship started drifting steadily sideways with a pull at a uniform speed, unresponsive to Blaine's attempts to navigate.

"Holy shit!" He uttered in amazement, as a huge ship finally came into view. It was very smooth, with two long arcs coming off the main round body, like braided hair, narrowing to join at it's pointy tail. He realised he was slowly being dragged on board that ship.

He could simply stare in increasing open-mouthed awe as he got closer and finally entered the ship, pulled along some kind of lit landing fly path to some sort of docking area.

He gulped, wondering what awaited him when it stopped.

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