Title:Run To The Water
Author: Jaime
Summary: A little post MtB scene that popped into my head
this afternoon. Also, my take on "just the once"
Disclaimer: Farscape and all its characters remain the
property of Jim Henson Company. I wish I may, I wish I
might, but I ain't getting em. The song Run to The Water is
owned by the band Live, I'm just borrowing it.
Rating: A nice solid PG, maybe even G
Archiving: I'm gonna submit it to the places I know I want
it at, but I'm not picky, you want it, just lemme know where
its gonna be so I can visit.
Authors Note: This is my first try at Farscape fic, so be
nice if/when you send feedback. Cause I got a story planned
out and I would like to get up the courage to actually write
it.
"But Crais...?"
The question hung in the air for several minutes while
the two of them thought of the previous day.
Aeryn wanted to believe that he had changed. She
wanted to believe that Peacekeepers as a whole could be
more, not just her. It offered her hope that maybe someday
she might be able to go back to a semblance of her old life.
Yet she knew she didn't want the same life that she had .
She wanted to live in a society where she could be her own
person and there wasn't the terrible things going on around
her that she had grown up with. If Crais truly could
change, then, she thought, there was hope.
John didn't know what to think. He knew that Aeryn was
able to change, but he attributed that to how strong she
is. He was unsure if the same could hold true to Crais, the
same Crais that had hunted him relentlessly for almost the
past cycle. The same Crais who virtually ruined his life,
as well as Aeryn's. But, he figured he owed him that much,
because it brought them together.
His mind wandered to a time about two weekens ago. He
was saying goodbye to his father for what he thought would
be the last time. Then Aeryn walked in, and she shared part
of herself that he never thought she would, she told him
about her mother. They both knew the consequences for what
he was about to do, and neither one of them really wanted to
accept them. And so, he didn't want to die without saying
he really tried, so he kissed her. The most shocking
surprise came when she not only received it, but returned
it. And it was then that she let him closer than he ever
dared to hope for.
And now, here he was, sitting in Pilot's den with her
curled up in his arms, simply contented to be with her. Her
soft sigh told him that she felt the same way. She had
wanted to be here, to spend some time with Pilot, who she
thought she would never see again. He had to be honest and
say that he felt the same thing. He hadn't even thought
that he would even see her alive again when he ejected
himself and D'Argo from the pod. Never had he thought that
he would be sitting here right now, like this, with the one
person who kept him sane most of the time in the craziness
he called his life.
The situation caused him to remember a song that he had
heard on Earth, he remembered how beautiful it was, and he
found himself saying some of the words out loud. "Run to
the water, and find me there. Burnt to the core but not
broken. We'll cut through the madness of these streets
below the moon."
Shaken from her thoughts by his voice, she focused her
attention on what he was saying. It was beautiful. "What
was that?"
"What? Oh, that. It was a song that I used to like on
Earth." He had stopped referring to Earth as home, because
he knew he had a new home, with a strange new family out
here among the stars.
"It was very beautiful, how does the rest of it go?"
Curious as to what other things his home world was capable
of creating.
"Well, I'm not going to torture you with my singing
voice, so I'll just say the words to you.
Oh desert speak to my heart
Oh woman of the Earth
Maker of children who weep for love
Maker of this birth
'Til your deepest of secrets are known to me
I will not be moved
I will not be moved
Don't try to find the answer
When there ain't no question here
Brother let your heart be wounded
And give no mercy to your fear
Adam and Eve live down the street from me
Babylon is every town
It's as crazy as it's ever been
Love's a stranger all around
In a moment we lost our minds here
And lay our spirit down
Today we lived a thousand years
All we have is now
Run to the water
And find me there
Burnt to the core but not broken
We'll cut through the madness
Of these streets below the moon
These streets below the moon
And I will never leave you
'Til we can say, " This world was just a dream
We were sleeping, now we are awake"
'Til we can say
In a moment we lost our minds here
And dreamt the world was round
A million mile fall from grace
Thank God we missed the ground
Run to the water
And find me there
Burnt to the core but not broken
We'll cut through the madness
Of these streets below the moon
With a nuclear fire of love in our hearts
Yeah I can see it now Lord
Out beyond all the breaking of waves
And the tribulations
It's a place and the home of ascended souls
Who swam out there in love!
Run to the water
And find me there
Burnt to the core but not broken
We'll cut through the madness
Of these streets below the moon
With a nuclear fire of love in our hearts
Rest easy baby, rest easy
And recognize it all as light and rainbows
Smashed to smithereens and be happy
Run to the water and find me there."
They just sat there for a while afterwards, each
contemplating the song and how it could relate to them. It
was Pilot who eventually broke the silence by saying "if you
don't mind me saying so Commander Crichton, that was
wonderful."
John grinned, "no Pilot, I dot mind you saying so at
all, and thank you."
Aeryn looked up at him, and really looked at him. He
had changed in the cycle that he had been aboard Moya. He
was more self assured, and while there were many scars, he
seemed to have the strength to get past them. This, more
than anything, amazed Aeryn. That he was able to take what
was thrown at him, and leave it behind when he was with her
and the others, talking about it when he needed, or work it
out on his own.
He was learning a lot too. Despite her earlier
arguments, he had been adjusting rapidly to biomechanoid
technology, considering that he had never seen it before.
He also seemed to be gaining some fighting instincts. She
felt that she had some part in that, although having more
than his fair share of fights probably helped too.
When she finally emerged from her thoughts, she
realized that John's breathing had slowed down and evened
out. Noting that he was sound asleep, and not particularly
wanting to leave his warm embrace, Aeryn simply snuggled
closer and let herself be carried away by exhaustion as
well.
It was a few microns later, when Pilot, confused by
their extended silence, sent a DRD down to check on them.
The image it sent back, was confirmation enough. Not
wanting his two friends to be disturbed, he switched their
comms off. If there was an urgent message, he would relay
it to them, but only then.
That is how Zhaan found them the next morning, in
almost the exact position that they had fallen asleep.
Noting the looks of contentment on both their faces, she
dint have the heart to wake them, and so they stayed there
for a few more arns taking comfort in the warmth of one
another.
The End