"Shouldn't we be going back to Moya?"
Chiana was still a little bit weakened by what Fe'Tor had done to her, but killing him made her feel so much better.
"Yeah, we should." John tried to explain. "But we have to do something else first."
"Like what?" Chiana asked as she left the complex and found herself on the beach of Lo'Mo.
The cold and refreshing wind which was blown in her face soothed her pain and made her feel less sleepy.
Both saw a beautiful sun going down into the ocean.
Both saw thirty armoured men approaching them in the distance.
"I'll explain later." John said.
They heard familiar voices in the distance.
John and Chiana attempted to hide behind the rocks, but it proved to be pointless as soldiers surrounded them from every angle.
"Frell." Chiana said, before both she and John were pushed to the ground and were cuffed and beaten as they tasted sand in their mouths.
"Reminds me of college..." Crichton joked.
"Really?" Chiana said smiling. "What did you do?"
"Silence!" a man said.
As John and Chiana looked besides them, they saw a angered D'Argo and a weakened Jool being pushed into the sand next to them.
"You are arrested for breaking the laws of Lo'Mo!" the man spoke.
His black outfit and tough face clearly gave away the fact that he was the officer, and a man of the law.
"You are being arrested for the account of four crimes! One! Disturbing the Peace! Two! Carrying weaponry! Three! Firing weaponry! Four! Murder! Five!"
"I didn't know that having seven orgasms at a time was a crime!" Chiana interrupted.
"What?" John, D'Argo and Jool said to the laughing Chiana.
"Silence!" the man said.
"Five! Theft! Six! Damaging property! Should I go on?"
"Please do." D'Argo said.
"Look!" John said as he tried to lift his sorry ass out of the sand.
"We are innocent!"
"That seems highly unlikely." The man said.
The man's nose reminded John of an eagle.
"Well, believe it or not, but we are!" John said, hoping that this police constable was more interested in finding out the truth then he was at finding a scapegoat.
"Help him!" Harvey said to D'Argo, almost pushing him to aid Crichton.
"He's telling the truth. Sir." D'Argo said with difficulty.
He wanted to punch Harvey in the face for doing so.
"We are innocent."
Both John and D'Argo looked at Chiana who couldn't seemed to stop laughing.
Now they both wanted to punch her: this was hardly the behaviour of an innocent person.
"Listen to what we have to say!" John went on. "I assure you we speak the truth!"
Chiana laid her head in the sand as she kept on laughing and laughing.
"Go on." The constable spoke.
John spit all of the sand and dirt out of his mouth and started talking.
"This isn't much of a statement, mister Crichton." Constable Sta'To said.
"You practically confess everything you did!"
"Right." Jool said as she closed her eyes and put her forehead against the sand.
"We're doomed."
"Whoa-whoa, wait a minute here! It wasn't like we had a choice! We were trying to save our friends! If we-if we hadn't done what we did, they would've been sold and killed by now!"
"Perhaps your motives were noble, but that does not negate the fact that you killed a man!"
"We didn't!" Jool said. "She did!"
"You frelling tralk!" Chiana said to Jool as she turned her face.
She would've ripped Jool's arm off if D'Argo had not been in the way, and if she wasn't restrained lying faced down in the sand.
The sound of breaking waves was faintly heard in the background.
"Girls!" D'Argo shouted as a sign for them to stop.
"And there's also the fact..." the constable continued. "That you do not have any evidence to support your claims, other then Fe'Tor's reputation..."
"Tell him about the Hanji!" Harvey buzzed in D'Argo's ear.
"The Hanji!" D'Argo hollered.
"We do have evidence, constable!" John said.
"A Hanji?" Constable Sta'Kor said.
"Yeah..." Crichton said. "Ever heard of it?"
"There were rumours that Fe'Tor owned a Hanji, but I did not believe them."
"It is true." D'Argo said.
"If Fe'Tor owned a Hanji, then there is a chance you won't get executed."
Jool lifted her head out of the sand.
"Executed?" she asked.
"Pleasure planet, my mivonks." D'Argo said.
"Hammerhead! How you doing?" John said as he entered the round complex.
The scent of low quality drugs surrounded them.
"Kabaah!" the constable said as he pushed Crichton out of the way.
"Do you work for Heska Fe'Tor?" the constable shouted as he grabbed Kabaah's neck.
"Yes, constable Sta'Kor." The green creature said with difficulty and afraid of his life. "Heska Fe'Tor is one of my clients."
"Then show me his compound." The constable said as he grabbed one of his tentacles and put it in his eye.
"You don't have a plan to escape." Harvey said to D'Argo. "I bet Crichton has."
"Shut up." D'Argo replied.
"What the frell is that?" Jool said.
"That thing is going to save our lives." John said.
"I doubt it." D'Argo said.
"Don't you guys ever stop arguing?" Chiana said.
"I wasn't arguing." John said.
"What, you say I am?" D'Argo said.
John wanted to say something, but shook his head instead.
He looked at Chiana and Jool but they didn't say anything.
"You know, I'm not talking to you anymore."
"Fine." D'Argo said.
"Have a nice time chatting with Harvey." John said.
"Frell you." D'Argo replied. "Chiana! Stop flirting with the guards!"
Chiana was getting very close to one of the guards, who were dressed in leather and wore black masks.
"I'm not flirting! Although the tall one is kind of cute."
Chiana laughed as Crichton pulled her back into the group.
"What the frell is he doing?" Jool asked as she saw the constable talking to the green creature as he held one of it's tentacles in his eye.
"That's just gross." Jool said.
"Right." The constable said as he pulled the tentacle out of his eye and walked towards the gang.
"The images confirm some of the facts in your statement." he said to Crichton.
John nodded in agreement.
"But we still have to bring the Hanji in for further questioning, before decisions are made."
"How long is that going to take?" John asked.
"A day. Perhaps more."
Suddenly the constable leaned closer towards Crichton.
"I have to obey regulation, you see. Personally I would've gladly let you go, but circumstances forbid me to do so."
John nodded, but as he felt D'Argo listening in over his shoulder he pushed him away.
"And we still have to find Raxil and confirm her story. It'll won't be difficult to find her. She is a well-known freslin smuggler. Notorious even."
Constable Sta'Kor smiled.
"But not as notorious as you, of course." he added. "John Crichton. Ka D'Argo. And even the Nebari Chiana. Yes I have heard of you, although I do not recognise the redhead."
Jool was clearly insulted by the way he called her 'redhead'.
"You said you personally would be glad to let us go." John said.
"Certainly." The constable said. "You've killed one of the major crime-bosses of the freslin syndicate here on Lo'Mo. Something which is quite extraordinary, when you think of it."
Chiana started yawning.
"We've been trying to get Fe'Tor for nearly ten years, but we got nothing. And then you show up, and you manage to kill him in less then two days!"
"I bet John didn't like that." Harvey buzzed in D'Argo's ear.
"Shut up."
"Yeah, we're great at that, right Chiana?" John said.
"I enjoyed killing him." she said with a smile on her face.
"Right..." the constable said, slightly afraid.
"Sir!" one of the guards suddenly said.
"Look who we found wandering the complex!"
"Let me go!" a familiar voice said. "I haven't done anything! Did I do anything? No, no, I didn't, so, you have to let me go! Au! You don't have to push me! Let me go!"
Raxil was pushed forward until she stood in the complex, in front of John and the gang.
The little creature just looked around with her big shiny eyes and as she saw John she went: "Hello."
"Raxil!" the constable said. "So glad you could join us!"
"Yeah, all right, why not, I mean, yeah, okay, sure..."she muttered as she was pushed to meet the constable.
"Everything is almost sorted." The constable said after he interrogated both Raxil and Kabaah and John. "
It won't be long before the judge will see you."
"Judge?" Jool asked.
"He will choose your punishment after carefully reviewing your case."
"That's great." John said. "But before I meet that judge I must ask of you..."
"What?" the constable said.
"The Hanji..." John said. "My friend and I need to have a word with him."
As D'Argo stepped forward, the constable looked at both men before making a decision.
"All right. But not too long."
He clearly did not know what they really intended to do.
"Finally." D'Argo said. "Let's get that frelling creature out of my mind."
"And back into mine..." John said a little bit dissapointed.
"I'm sure going to miss not having Harvey in my head..."John added as he put the green tentacle into his eye.
The swirling sensation which crept up in their brain as the creature showed them a 3D-image of Fe'Tor's compound wasn't unexpected. It felt more like they had to throw up.
Harvey stood leaning against the wall, waiting for their arrival.
"Now, let's try it again." John said. "I've been thinking about why it didn't work the last time. Well, maybe it was because that I did not want Harvey back on a subconscious level...you're still with me?"
Harvey nodded intelligent, however D'Argo had to think for a second before getting on the same level as John's.
"So I'm going to try focusing more on you." John said and pointed at Harvey.
"Right...okay...let's do it."
"Wow, this is fun!"
"What the..." D'Argo said as he turned around. "Chiana!"
"This is weird!" she said.
"What the frell are you doing here?" D'Argo said.
"I just wanted to know what you were doing that's all...wow is this real?"
John closed his eyes as he rubbed his forehead in frustration.
"No, it isn't." D'Argo replied. "Now, go away."
"I'm not going away, this is fun!"
"Let her stay!" Harvey said, but he was ignored, as usual.
"No, I won't go! And you can't tell me what to do! I'm not your..."
But D'Argo had already pulled the tentacle out of his eye and he forced Chiana to take the tentacle out too.
"Hey!" she shouted.
Exactly at that point a large explosion blew out the front door of the complex and several men came out of the smoke shooting, killing some of the guards in the process.
"What the frell?"
Crichton, D'Argo and Chiana duck as they hear the gunfire.
"Jool!" John shouted, trying to find out where she is.
"I'm here!" she replied.
She sat in the corner of the chamber, together with the constable and three other guards.
"This must be the work of Fe'Tor's sister!" the constable said. "She seeks revenge on her brother's murderer!"
"Unlock our handcuffs.." John said to the constable.
"But I can't..."
"Unlock our handcuffs." D'Argo repeated.
"I mustn't..."
"Unlock our handcuffs!" Chiana repeated.
"Do you want us to get killed?"
"We can help you!" John said. "Just unlock our hands and give us our weapons!"
The constable agreed and did as they asked.
Immediately they started firing and defending their position, as if they had rehearsed this together.
As if they were used to doing this.
As the smoke cleared and there was a moment of silence, D'Argo turned to his friends.
"Say, I'm not sensing Harvey." he suddenly said. "John?"
"He's not in my mind..." Crichton answered.
Both turned to Chiana.
"Tell me," Harvey said to Chiana. "Do you ever stop thinking about sex?"
"No." Chiana said. "Does that bother you?"
Harvey smiled as he walked closer to the grey Nebari girl.
"Not at all."
"Chiana!" John shouted.
"What? Can't a girl have a little fun?" Chiana replied.
"It's Scorpius you're talking about." D'Argo said.
"He's not really Scorpius!" Chiana replied. "Crichton said that himself!"
"You're right, he's not really Scorpius." John said.
"But if you like him so much, you can keep him!"
The constable fired at his attackers as they reappeared in the complex.
Crichton, D'Argo and Chiana followed his example.
"I don't want him!" Chiana replied as she fired shots at those men.
"My thoughts are private! You can have him, Crichton!"
"And my thoughts aren't private?" John asked.
"You don't have that much thoughts to begin with." D'Argo said as he threw his weapon away; his ammo ran out.
"What the frell are they talking about?" Raxil said to Jool as she crawled towards her.
Jool looked at her with a startled look.
"What the frell are you?" she said.
"Do you realise what you're doing right now?" John replied. "You're trying to begin another argument! In the middle of a gunfight!"
"I am not!" D'Argo replied. "You are!"
"I'm totally not!"
"Yes you are!" Chiana replied.
"You stay the frell out of this!"
"Chiana can do whatever she frelling wants to do!" D'Argo said.
"Really?" Chiana said. "That wasn't what you said a few microts ago!"
"I did not say that...!" D'Argo replied.
"Silence!" the constable spoke.
They all turned their heads to see the constable.
"The threat is over." he said.
As they were having their heated discussion, they did not notice that their attackers stopped attacking.
They were all dead, and on the run.
"It's best if we were to continue this conversation down at the police headquarters here on Lo'Mo." The constable spoke, before taking their weapons away from them again, handcuffing them and forced them to follow him as they left to go to the police-station.