This is a simple x-over fic between stargate (mainly sg, thus the category) and farscape. I do not own or am in any way relate to owners of any of those two franchises (MGM and JHC), this is a free work of fiction, no copyrights, bla bla bla.

Stargate: hopefully as of SGA05x20 Finale

Farscape: just before the end of 4x12 Kansas, including some minor AU for Scorpy, NASA instead of IASA, etc...

chapter 1: Not in Kansas anymore.

Earth orbit, 1986

It came as no surprise that Pilot was reporting troubles. There were always troubles. This seemed to be some kind of natural law. Or maybe one of God's commandments. Thou shall not have peace. Yeah, that sounded just like it. Trouble and John Crighton - inseparable.

"Listen to me, Pilot" he said now "home on our signal and follow it through the wormhole. I will try to get us to some safe location..."

"John..." Aeryn tried to warn him, about the usual stuff. Memory stuff. He had the solution this time.

"There is no risk, Aeryn. The wormhole is stable this time and I know how to navigate it. We will be all right" he switched his attention to comm now "Pilot, are you ready? We will enter the wormhole. Follow our signal exactly!"

"Understood Commander" Pilot's voice was now neutral. Seems he have heard the exchange with Aeryn "I must warn that Moya cannot now detect the Command Carrier, as the star is reaching critical level. It will go supernova in 20 microts."

"All right, are you all ready? Aeryn?" A nod. "D'Argo?" A growl on the Luxan side. He's ready. "Chiana?" Now that the timer was running she nodded fast. Faster than usual that is. "Rygel?" Burped. Ready. "Granma?" As well. "All right gang, strap your belts and here we go!"

Atlantis, present day

"So" McKay started enthusiastically. As always. Zelenka was long past wondering about that. Science was fun, certainly, but there is just no way you should behave like a kid when you got down to it. Somehow McKay always seemed like it.

"What's that I hear about a nova?" Rodney finished, a big grin on his face.

"Well" Radek started slow. Better not to put too much gasoline into that fire. "You know I've put some time into this little side-project for General O'Neill. Deep space tracking of most spectacular stellar events. This is what seems to be brewing today."

He turned to the computer and pressed a button. The wall screen lit presenting the latest data about the star, as well as its current virtual representation. There was no way anybody could approach it - not without a gate nearby - and even then it would destroy everything nearby.

"You know what this means!?" McKay started again. Too much gas after all.

"Yes, Rodney."

"I mean this could be..."

"Yes, Rodney" he was not letting him start his speech about greatest breakthrough in the history of mankind. Not for the one hundred and seventh time. Radek was counting.

"Right, we need to..." here it goes again. This time Zelenka was ready.

"Already done. Any minute now" he tried to remain calm here. Just why McKay never could?

"What?! And you call me here this late. I could've missed it."

"Late?" Radek lost his temper now. "Late? I informed you two hours ago when I first found out about it! It is you, who couldn't have come for whatever reason" he calmed down again. "Anyway you didn't miss anything so you have nothing to fuss about. Just wait now."

This seemed to have calmed McKay. He sat down and watched. There was nothing to do now. The machines were recording everything and there was nothing that demanded human attention - the nova happened in milliseconds. Or microseconds. The point was - no one really knew, because last time it was close enough to watch, all humanity had was hand-held telescopes. Or was it earlier? He was not so sure now.

Zelenka and McKay watched the screen. Then they stared. It happened. The star went supernova and what was on the screen now was the gasses ejected at sub light speeds. Destructive, but thankfully this happened at the very age of the galaxy with no inhabited words nearby. No gates for that matter as well.

Then some readings started to appear... odd.

"Do you see that?" Zelenka asked, but McKay of course did. He was already into it, fervently working on the data, trying to get some more details. This really did seem odd. It reminded Radek of something he heard some time ago. He was not entirely sure. "Doesn't that look very much like..."

"Because it is one!" McKay screamed this time. Full panic mode. He turned on the radio. "Sheppard to the astro lab!" and then his panic went up "Woolsey to the astro lab!"

Atlantis, astrophysics lab, few minutes later

He didn't like it. Rodney calling him to the lab when something bad happened was normal. Well, not normal as in normal. But routine. Usual Pegasus stuff. But Rodney didn't really approve of Woolsey, not like he did of Carter or even Weir. Maybe it was the nerd-girl thing or maybe something else. It didn't matter now. Now something terrible must have happened. And John Sheppard certainly didn't like it.

He entered the rooms seconds after Woolsey and caught something that Woolsey was trying to say. Something about interrupting his work. It didn't matter. He stared at the wall screen. It seemed familiar.

"Rodney?" he tried to get it out of him the usual way.

"Yes, well, as I was trying to say, we have just observed a supernova power up this!" he pointed to the screen.

"And this is?" Woolsey didn't get it as well.

"A giant intergalactic wormhole! Someone just opened a supergate to Pegasus Galaxy!" Rodney screamed.

John felt stunned. Woolsey certainly seemed that way as well. This was very disturbing. Not only we now probably have an ultra advanced race in the Galaxy, most probably evil because only those seem to have a life in the universe, but Woolsey is behaving just like me, thought Sheppard.

Finally Woolsey broke the silence.

"Are you certain about this? Doctor Zelenka, do you agree?"

"Do you see this?!" McKay almost hit the boss with that. "There is no reason to doubt it! We now see that the wormhole will disengage in few minutes, as it has no constant power supply like black holes the Ori created for their Supergates. Still we cannot say if something hasn't come through and it could have been anything from a probe to an alien armada!"

"Can you determine it? What came through?" John interrupted.

"What do you think!? At this range? If I could track them there, it would be almost like tracking every ship in the Pegasus Galaxy, which even the Ancients couldn't do..."

"'Almost' Rodney?"

"Well it would be nearly impossible, but..."

"After lunch then?"

Unknown location, Moya

Moya felt surprisingly good after the voyage through the wormhole. All internal and exterior stimuli reaching Pilot were in their optimum. And yet... something was different. Or not...

"Commander Crighton" he had to make sure. "Where is this safe location we have arrived at?"

"We..." Crighton seemingly hesitated for a few seconds "There was some kind of interference. I do not know where we are."

As the screams of abuse aimed at Crighton came through the comm, Pilot continued to observe the Moya's surroundings. It certainly was disturbing...

"Pilot" this was D'Argo "we are approaching Moya and will be landing in a few microts. Can you determine where are we? My ship sensors seem to have gone to dren."

"I am aware of that, Ka D'Argo. It appears there was a recent supernova near the wormhole end point as well. All external readings were blinded immediately after exiting the wormhole, but Moya seems to be recovering now. The same may have influenced your ship. As to our locations, Moya does not recognize any of the visible systems..." he trailed off. This was really becoming quite disturbing.

"What is it, Pilot?" D'Argo demanded. He had to tell them - there was no escaping it.

"Deep space background seems to be different here. All far away points appear to be shifted. I would estimate we have traveled several million light cycles. This is most probably a different galaxy."

"Crichton!" he heard them all shout at the human at the same time as D'Argo's ship entered Moya. Now he would be able to keep visual contact if necessary.

Then Pilot spotted movement near the wormhole…

Uncharted Territories, Peacekeeper Command Carrier

"Sir!" one of the Lieutenants was visibly overeager. "The prowler has reappeared on the sensors and is requesting permission to land."

"Yes Lieutenant, I see that. Tell him to report directly to me after landing" Scorpius was angry. The effects of the supernova seem to have disrupted many of the ship systems and he was feeling vulnerable just sitting there. But he was excited as well.

He finally caught up with Crichton and his rogue Leviathan and they just opened a giant wormhole and escaped through it. Crichton was getting better at this wormhole stuff. Maybe it was time to insert a new neural clone into his brain. The new information may be worth it. On the other hand Scorpius now had enough head start to continue research himself. If the High Command was willing it to continue after so many fiascos, that is. But he understood that this wormhole was powered and stabilized by the supernova and it would close in few hundred microts with Crichton on the other side, wherever it was.

"Sir!" that was the scout prowler pilot that have gone to the other side and returned. He waited for Scorpius to acknowledge his arriving. He gave him a short nod and turned on the recorder. The crew had enough experience with him to understand what it meant.

"Sir!" the pilot started. He was visibly a bit shaken. "As requested I entered the anomaly and arrived at the other side after twenty seven microts of wormhole travel. On the other side another star must have just blown, because most of the sensors were scrambled. They did however record the Luxan ship landing on the rogue Leviathan. The Leviathan was immobile a few hundred metras from the exit of the wormhole. As planned I returned before they would be able to spot me. The wormhole travel was smooth and all systems were in the green."

"Interesting…" Scorpius started before he remembered something. "Thank you Ensign, you may leave now. Proceed to normal debriefing and medical tests."

The decision now was quite obvious, either he could stay here and observe the wormhole as it dies, and at the same time lose track of Crichton again, or he could follow him through the wormhole. Which seemed safe enough this time. The first was never an option really. He called the bridge and ordered the crew to get them through…

Unknown location, Moya

"… Moya has just detected a Peacekeeper Command Carrier emerging through the wormhole." Pilot was not so cool now. "Attempting to starburst… now."

And just before they left Crichton recovered. He said something that she couldn't really comprehend. Something like: "Welcome to Oz, Scorpy…"