Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape or any of its characters, but what I would do if I owned John Crichton ah well wishful thinking.

"..." is one on one dialogue. Name:..... Is over communicators.

"When will Crichton and Jothee be back?" Zaahn asked

"Three arns, why?" D'Argo asked.

"Because of that."

Zaahn, D'Argo, and Aeryn watched out the view port. It was a small white pod.

"Pilot magnify." Aeryn said. "That's the same symbol on John's module."

Pilot: Looks like minimal damage. Life support systems operational.

"Bring it in." Aeryn ordered.

Chianna and Riegel were in the docking bay arguing over which supply crate carried the food cubes.

"Look." Chianna roared, "Food cubes always come in green crates. Does this look green to you?"

"Like you would know you gray vagrant slut." Riegel hovered away.

They were both startled by a large white ship floating into too the bay. Just slightly smaller than a transport pod. D'Argo, Zaahn, and Aeryn soon joined them. As the ship settled they approached it, Aeryn sporting her pulse pistol.

"Aeryn if it is a human I doubt you'll need that." Zaahn said. Aeryn just sneered at her. "Very well then, lets open it."

D'Argo was the first to enter followed by Aeryn. it was a pretty simple looking ship. Two seats, one empty, and in one was a limp yellow suited body.

"Is it dead?" D'Argo said.

He pulled the helmet off, long flaxen hair fell down passed her shoulders.

"Its a female," Aeryn said "A child from the looks of it."

"Young" D'Argo sniffed "but not a child, not quite an adult either."

"You can honestly tell all that from her sent?"

"Yup. do you feel self conscience now?"

Aeryn gave him a smirk.

"Take her to Zaahn's."

He couldn't figure out how to unbuckle the restraints, so he just ripped them out of the seat. He threw the lifeless girl over his shoulder and head out.

"What is it?" Chianna asked "Is it a Crichton?"

"Is it alive?" Zaahn asked.

"Yes she's unconscious."

"Bring her." Zaahn directed D'Argo.

She slowly opened her eyes. That alone surprised her she was expecting to be dead. She didn't recognize her surroundings, sort of a copper toned room. She sat up. There was a very thin woman dressed in black extending her hand.

"Zyuu ne aksnar Aeryn Sunn ghesa." The woman said.

"Um ok." The girl said, *I'm must have crash landed Russia or some thing. "English- I-Need-Someone-who speaks-ENGLISH."

Aryan watched the girl set up, She put out her hand to her, John had told her it was a sign of good faith one his planet.

"I am officer Aeryn Sunn, you are among friends."

"Um ok." the girl said "English- I-Need-Someone-who speaks-ENGLISH."

Aeryn looked at the girl in confusion. Zaahn spoke from the other side of the room.

"Translator microbes, I completely forgot. I'll get a DRD"

The young girl heard "Os on eno dlot uoy efil saw gniog ot eb siht yaw." She turned to see an extremely tall very blue bald women. Upon which she proceeded to scream at the top of her lungs and run out of the room.

"Oh frell." Aeryn said.

Pilot's voice: Crichton and Jothee have returned.

"Oh good."