Farscape: Here Comes the Sun
Disclaimer: I do not own the brilliance that is Farscape; that belongs to its respective owners, and there is no copyright infringement intended!
Author's Note:I am IN LOVE with this show. Everything about it, to the point that when I try to explain it I cease to become coherent.. Hopeless fangirl, I guess. This is the first fic for it that I've written/completed/been satisfied with; hope I did justice to the perfection that is Farscape. Inspired by this line – "She is the centre and the centre has to hold" – from a gorgeous Stargate fic that I read recently called "Pains of the heart".
Enjoy!
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Aeryn Sun.
It wasn't how she said it, but it was how John spelled it in his head. Sun. Center. Bright and shining. Aeryn. His Sun. His constant light in the ever present darkness and uncertainty that had consumed his life since he'd come here.
He cared for the others – that was not in question, by any means – and they cared for him, but at the end of the day they had their own lives and agendas and families and they would put those first. He accepted that. But Aeryn was different. His Aeryn, his Sun would stand by him until the end of days. Her loyalty had kept her by his side when she had every right to hate him, to leave him. But she didn't.
She was his Sun. He couldn't pin down the moment when it started, but he knew that now his whole life revolved around her. Wormholes – his old passion – were a dim and distant second compared to the Sun he orbited. The woman who kept him grounded.
Aeryn, who he lived for.
His Sun.
Note: Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
(next time, I'll write something longer!)
