This is the sequel to Looking in the Mirror. Gets a little steamy so be
prepared. Hope you enjoy.
Looking Back in the Mirror
Author: blueaeryn Rating: R Summary: Sequel to Looking in the Mirror
Notes: Spoilers through Season Four Disclaimer: Not mine.
"When can you come and pick me up," she asked as she looked over her shoulder. "I have scanned Crichton's notes on wormholes and I want off this ship."
She put the communication device up closer to her mouth so she could whisper and the person on the other end could hear her even in her hushed tones. "I have done my duty and I want you to honor your promise."
"We have a few more experiments to complete on our end, and then we can retrieve you," Scorpius replied evenly. "You are doing a great service for High Command and they won't forget your efforts. I won't forget them."
"I don't care about your praise I just want the position promised me when I complete this mission," she warned. "It is becoming harder and harder to continue this ruse and time is running out. If you know what I mean."
"I realize your hesitance, Officer Sun," Scorpius answered in a placating tone. "But we will extract you prior to that, you just have to continue for a little while longer."
"Just finish your little experiments and get me out," she retorted. "Crichton is always lurking around me, and I've never met a species who enjoyed recreating so much. I have to pleasure him every night, and I am not sure all my rewards are worth having to put up with that."
"I promise you, Officer Sun, they will be," he said. "Now, I will expect another report in two solar days. Scorpius out."
She was folding the comms device and stowing it in a black leather pouch when John Cricthon rounded the corner and spotted her. He sauntered over to her and grabbed her hand.
"Hey, Aeryn, whatcha' doin," he asked as he swung her hand back-and-forth between them.
She shook her head and had to count to ten. She smiled at him when all she wanted to do was slap that silly grin off of his face. How was she going to spend even one more solar day with him? Were the rewards promised her worth it? Thinking about it, she decided they were and steeled herself to answer him.
"I just needed a few microts alone," she said as she stroked his cheek. "All the quiet we have been enjoying on Moya is about to change once this one arrives."
She lowered her head and gestured toward her distended abdomen. With her free hand she stroked her stomach and lifted her head to gaze into his eyes.
"Yeah, he sure will shake things up around here," he agreed as he placed his hand over hers on her stomach. "But it will be one hell of a ride."
Still holding her hand he led her down the hallway to their quarters. He had that look in his eyes again. The come on and let's frell gaze, and she took a deep breath in preparation for her duty. It was going to be a long night.
The dream was always the same. The warmth of the sun touched her face and heat filled her whole body. A breeze flowed over her skin and she felt strong hands grip her shoulders.
Water lapped below her as she hung her bare feet over the edge of the dock and dipped her toes into the cool water. He leans over to place a feather like kiss on her temple and then moves farther down to nip her ear. His hands roam over her shoulders, and rest on her breasts. He twists her nipples and they become hard from his touch.
She leans back against him, feeling his erection press into her back. He wants her, and she smiles in satisfaction. It was a heady feeling knowing she had such control over him, and it gave her strength to play his games.
Turning to face him her movement causes him to back up and make room for her. She kneels in front of him and places her hand on the button of his pants. His is wearing jeans today. Dark blue denim that hugs his thighs and stretches across his firm backside, but it isn't just his backside that is firm. His member is pressing against the zipper of his jeans and she knows he is ready for her.
She slips her hands under the waistband of his jeans and un-buttons them. Then she reaches for the zipper and pulls it slowly down. Her fingers lightly graze him as she slides the zipper down and she can feel him through the black briefs he is wearing. He groans in pleasure and she lifts her face up to him and smiles.
Turning her gaze back down to the task at hand she releases his member from the confines of his briefs and licks the tip with her tongue. He grabs her shoulders for support as she takes him into her mouth.
It is an erotic coupling of two people who have shared both happiness and despair, and as wonderful as the experience is, it doesn't compare to what they do next.
After enjoying each other, they dress quickly and head back up the boardwalk, toward their house. The room is quiet as they enter and make their way down the hallway. Reaching a door at the right of the stairs, he turns the doorknob and opens the door.
The walls hold a light blue hue and white puffy clouds adorn the wall. Near a large bay window sits a crib, and inside lays the innocence they have fought the darkest individuals to protect. He is but a quarter of a cycle old, but he holds the wisdom of the universe inside him, but his parents treasure him for another reason. He is a combination of them, the best of both of them. He is a product of their love, tangible evidence of their devotion.
He wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her close to him. They are home and they are safe. And as the sun sets, they have found their happy ending.
Opening her eyes she expects to see a blue sky and the sun awaking her to another day, but as she focuses her gaze she realizes it is but a dream. Her bed isn't soft, but a firm cot. And the bright sunshine is but a harsh light that hangs above her. Yes, the dream was the same, and Aeryn found herself longing to stay in her dream.
When she first awoke here many solar days ago, she was shocked to find herself here, but then she remembered what had happened. Her sister, Ariss, had betrayed her. Her story of Scorpius' plot was all part of the plan. A plan to kidnap her, and replace her on Moya with Ariss, and use a bilod to represent Ariss.
Scorpius had told her that they had killed the bilod to make it look like Ariss had died, and now no one was looking for her. For Ariss had been fitted with a device that made her look pregnant and her limp was gone because they had fixed her mangled leg prior to the switch. No one was the wiser, and that afforded Scorpius the time to run his experiments, but what experiments?
The baby tumbled inside her and she stoked her hand over her stomach. A foot pushed at her right side and then she felt his bottom on her left side. He was active today, which was good sign. He was still alive which meant there was still hope.
"Hey there," Aeryn said to her stomach. "Are you getting some exercise? Don't worry, my precious boy, Daddy is coming. He always comes."
"What are you telling me," Scorpius asked as he turned to the technician. "What is stalling our research?"
"The DNA you extracted from the fetus isn't viable," the tech said as she scribbled some notes on his tablet. "Every receptacle we have used for transfer can't process the wormhole knowledge."
Clinching his hands, Scorpius growled and slapped his left hand on his thigh. "So, what is a viable receptacle?"
"It would appear someone with the same DNA composition would be the best candidate," the tech said. "I don't know what else to tell you, sir. Why worry about extracting the knowledge, when you have the child?"
"I don't have to explain my actions to you," Scorpius said as he charged toward the tech. Grabbing him by his lab coat he pulled him off his feet. "Your only concern is to solve my problem, and since you can't do that, then I have to take matters into my own hands."
"Bracca," Scorpius yelled for the Captain who still answered to him.
"Yes sir," Bracca appeared at Scorpius' side and clicked his heels.
"Have the med techs in the obstetrics unit prepare Officer Sun for surgery," Scorpius said. "We are taking the child. They will tell you it is still early, but impress upon them the importance of this endeavor and what will happen to them if anything befalls Officer Sun or her child. Is that clear, Bracca?"
Bracca nodded his head and left.
"Now, tell me more about this viable receptacle," Scorpius said as he eased the tech back down to his feet.
Aeryn was dozing when the door to her room opened. Bright light spilled into the room and she covered her eyes. A large man wearing a white coat entered the room and he carried a syringe in his left hand.
Scrambling from the bed, she went into a defensive posture. With arms raised she readied herself for a fight, but was overtaken when two more men entered the room and surrounded her. They grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall, allowing the other man easy access to her.
As the needle pierced her flesh, she felt the substance rush through her body. The lethargic feeling was almost instantaneous, and her last thoughts were of John. "John," she whispered as darkness enveloped her and she succumbed to its embrace.
"What are you doing comming me," Ariss hissed into the device. "Are you trying to get me killed?"
"That is not my intention," Scorpius replied calmly. "I just wanted to let you know that forces beyond my control have forced me to escalate the situation here, and I need you back as soon as possible."
"That is wonderful news," Ariss admitted with a sigh. "I'll pack up and be in my prowler in 500 microts."
"You must do one more thing," Scorpius informed her. "You must bring John Crichton with you."
"Are you out of your mind," Ariss said as she began to pace the floor. "When he finds out what I've done, he will kill me."
"No he won't, he may be impulsive but he isn't stupid. You are his link to getting Aeryn back and he will follow you anywhere."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Trust me."
"I don't" Ariss clicked off the comms and stored it in the black bag. She had to go to Crichton and drop her little bomb and then wait for the explosion.
John was in the maintenance bay working on his module. He was always working on the bucket of dren and it was just one more thing that irritated Ariss about John Crichton.
He was wiping his hands on a rag when she stopped at his side. He produced another one of his stupid grins and moved to touch her shoulder but she retreated. Finally she could resist his advances, and it felt good.
"Baby, what is it," he asked as he turned to toss the rag back into the module. Advancing on her, John reached out his hand again, but Ariss kept backing up.
"I don't want you to touch me ever again," she said lifting her chin. "Finally I can tell you to get the frell away from me."
"Are you having one of those bad hormone induced days? Because I can help you with that."
"It might help if I was Aeryn, but I'm not," Ariss said. "So, you stay away from me. I can't stand one more solar day of you touching me."
The shock on his face was comical to Ariss. She had thought about what would happen when he found out about her, and she enjoyed the puzzled look that crossed his face.
"What are you saying?"
"I am saying, Human, that you have been frelled over by Scorpius again," Ariss told him. "Scorpius has Aeryn on the command carrier, and if you want to see her again, then you have to come with me."
"You bitch." John pulled Winona from his holster and pointed the pulse pistol at Ariss. His hand shook with fury as he pressed his finger on the trigger.
"Kill me and you will never find Aeryn," Ariss said coolly. "It is your choice."
"As if I have a choice," John said still holding the pulse pistol on her.
"True." It was the only reply she gave him. Before leaving she turned back to him. "I am leaving in three arns, be ready or I leave without you."
John made his way back to his module and braced his forearms on the side of his ship. He rested his head on them and closed his eyes. Peace, would he ever know it? When would there be downtime for them. When could he just close his eyes and breath deeply knowing that no one was chasing them, and each day would bring blessed solitude and boredom, for that is what he longed for with every fiber of his being.
Thoughts of Ariss caused a shiver to course through his body. He had made love to her, believing she was Aeryn. How could he do that? How could he not know? He became sick to his stomach, and he dropped to his knees. The bile rose in his throat and he threw up.
For the third time in his life, a woman took something from him without his permission. Katralla took his seed for a child, Grayza took his innocence and now Ariss took his trust. What was left of John Crichton to give? What could he offer Aeryn now? What could he offer his child?
It was questions that would haunt him, but for now he knew what he could offer Aeryn, himself. For he was going back to a command carrier, not unlike the one he had destroyed almost two cycles ago. He would do it again, if it meant bringing Aeryn back. She was the one good thing in his life, the light that chased away the darkness. So many parts of his soul had been tainted and diseased by this place and the life he had formed for himself, but the disgust he felt melted away when Aeryn was at his side. She was his center, his guide, and without her he wandered aimlessly through a life that seemed to have no reason or remorse. But none of that mattered with Aeryn, and he was going to get her back. No matter who he had to beg, no matter who he had to bribe and no matter how many he had to kill.
"D'Argo, if I don't come back, I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything," John told his best friend. He placed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "We've had some wild times and seen some crazy stuff, haven't we?"
"John, you can't go off with her," D'Argo informed him. "She has lied and betrayed you and Aeryn. How can you trust her?"
"Because she can take me to Aeryn," John replied. "Do I need to say anything else? It is Aeryn. Aeryn."
"But Crichton, why can't we go with you," Chiana questioned. "We did before."
"This is different. I can't protect you guys this time."
"Like you protected us the last time," Chiana told him as she bumped John with her shoulder. "You almost blew us up."
"No, Chiana, discussion over."
"John," D'Argo tried again, but John held up his hand to stop him.
"No, D'Argo, please. Just promise me you guys will stay at this coordinates and when I get Aeryn we will haul ass back her and then starburst away."
D'Argo just shook his head in agreement. It was all he could do. When John made up his mind, he rarely changed it, so there was no need to argue.
Chiana hugged him tightly and wished John good luck. D'Argo grasped his hand and pumped it twice before pulling him into a hug as well. Rygel, well Rygel, he just glanced at Crichton, nodded his head and sped away on his thrown sled. It was the closet thing John would get to a goodbye and good luck from Sparky and he took it for what it was.
Climbing into his module he took one last look at the maintenance bay before lowering the canopy. It was possibly the last time he would see Moya, and he felt a pang of regret and melancholy. This was his haven, but it was just an empty shell without Aeryn. He was going to get her and when she arrived back onto Moya, than he would be home.
Part 2 Tomorrow.
Looking Back in the Mirror
Author: blueaeryn Rating: R Summary: Sequel to Looking in the Mirror
Notes: Spoilers through Season Four Disclaimer: Not mine.
"When can you come and pick me up," she asked as she looked over her shoulder. "I have scanned Crichton's notes on wormholes and I want off this ship."
She put the communication device up closer to her mouth so she could whisper and the person on the other end could hear her even in her hushed tones. "I have done my duty and I want you to honor your promise."
"We have a few more experiments to complete on our end, and then we can retrieve you," Scorpius replied evenly. "You are doing a great service for High Command and they won't forget your efforts. I won't forget them."
"I don't care about your praise I just want the position promised me when I complete this mission," she warned. "It is becoming harder and harder to continue this ruse and time is running out. If you know what I mean."
"I realize your hesitance, Officer Sun," Scorpius answered in a placating tone. "But we will extract you prior to that, you just have to continue for a little while longer."
"Just finish your little experiments and get me out," she retorted. "Crichton is always lurking around me, and I've never met a species who enjoyed recreating so much. I have to pleasure him every night, and I am not sure all my rewards are worth having to put up with that."
"I promise you, Officer Sun, they will be," he said. "Now, I will expect another report in two solar days. Scorpius out."
She was folding the comms device and stowing it in a black leather pouch when John Cricthon rounded the corner and spotted her. He sauntered over to her and grabbed her hand.
"Hey, Aeryn, whatcha' doin," he asked as he swung her hand back-and-forth between them.
She shook her head and had to count to ten. She smiled at him when all she wanted to do was slap that silly grin off of his face. How was she going to spend even one more solar day with him? Were the rewards promised her worth it? Thinking about it, she decided they were and steeled herself to answer him.
"I just needed a few microts alone," she said as she stroked his cheek. "All the quiet we have been enjoying on Moya is about to change once this one arrives."
She lowered her head and gestured toward her distended abdomen. With her free hand she stroked her stomach and lifted her head to gaze into his eyes.
"Yeah, he sure will shake things up around here," he agreed as he placed his hand over hers on her stomach. "But it will be one hell of a ride."
Still holding her hand he led her down the hallway to their quarters. He had that look in his eyes again. The come on and let's frell gaze, and she took a deep breath in preparation for her duty. It was going to be a long night.
The dream was always the same. The warmth of the sun touched her face and heat filled her whole body. A breeze flowed over her skin and she felt strong hands grip her shoulders.
Water lapped below her as she hung her bare feet over the edge of the dock and dipped her toes into the cool water. He leans over to place a feather like kiss on her temple and then moves farther down to nip her ear. His hands roam over her shoulders, and rest on her breasts. He twists her nipples and they become hard from his touch.
She leans back against him, feeling his erection press into her back. He wants her, and she smiles in satisfaction. It was a heady feeling knowing she had such control over him, and it gave her strength to play his games.
Turning to face him her movement causes him to back up and make room for her. She kneels in front of him and places her hand on the button of his pants. His is wearing jeans today. Dark blue denim that hugs his thighs and stretches across his firm backside, but it isn't just his backside that is firm. His member is pressing against the zipper of his jeans and she knows he is ready for her.
She slips her hands under the waistband of his jeans and un-buttons them. Then she reaches for the zipper and pulls it slowly down. Her fingers lightly graze him as she slides the zipper down and she can feel him through the black briefs he is wearing. He groans in pleasure and she lifts her face up to him and smiles.
Turning her gaze back down to the task at hand she releases his member from the confines of his briefs and licks the tip with her tongue. He grabs her shoulders for support as she takes him into her mouth.
It is an erotic coupling of two people who have shared both happiness and despair, and as wonderful as the experience is, it doesn't compare to what they do next.
After enjoying each other, they dress quickly and head back up the boardwalk, toward their house. The room is quiet as they enter and make their way down the hallway. Reaching a door at the right of the stairs, he turns the doorknob and opens the door.
The walls hold a light blue hue and white puffy clouds adorn the wall. Near a large bay window sits a crib, and inside lays the innocence they have fought the darkest individuals to protect. He is but a quarter of a cycle old, but he holds the wisdom of the universe inside him, but his parents treasure him for another reason. He is a combination of them, the best of both of them. He is a product of their love, tangible evidence of their devotion.
He wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her close to him. They are home and they are safe. And as the sun sets, they have found their happy ending.
Opening her eyes she expects to see a blue sky and the sun awaking her to another day, but as she focuses her gaze she realizes it is but a dream. Her bed isn't soft, but a firm cot. And the bright sunshine is but a harsh light that hangs above her. Yes, the dream was the same, and Aeryn found herself longing to stay in her dream.
When she first awoke here many solar days ago, she was shocked to find herself here, but then she remembered what had happened. Her sister, Ariss, had betrayed her. Her story of Scorpius' plot was all part of the plan. A plan to kidnap her, and replace her on Moya with Ariss, and use a bilod to represent Ariss.
Scorpius had told her that they had killed the bilod to make it look like Ariss had died, and now no one was looking for her. For Ariss had been fitted with a device that made her look pregnant and her limp was gone because they had fixed her mangled leg prior to the switch. No one was the wiser, and that afforded Scorpius the time to run his experiments, but what experiments?
The baby tumbled inside her and she stoked her hand over her stomach. A foot pushed at her right side and then she felt his bottom on her left side. He was active today, which was good sign. He was still alive which meant there was still hope.
"Hey there," Aeryn said to her stomach. "Are you getting some exercise? Don't worry, my precious boy, Daddy is coming. He always comes."
"What are you telling me," Scorpius asked as he turned to the technician. "What is stalling our research?"
"The DNA you extracted from the fetus isn't viable," the tech said as she scribbled some notes on his tablet. "Every receptacle we have used for transfer can't process the wormhole knowledge."
Clinching his hands, Scorpius growled and slapped his left hand on his thigh. "So, what is a viable receptacle?"
"It would appear someone with the same DNA composition would be the best candidate," the tech said. "I don't know what else to tell you, sir. Why worry about extracting the knowledge, when you have the child?"
"I don't have to explain my actions to you," Scorpius said as he charged toward the tech. Grabbing him by his lab coat he pulled him off his feet. "Your only concern is to solve my problem, and since you can't do that, then I have to take matters into my own hands."
"Bracca," Scorpius yelled for the Captain who still answered to him.
"Yes sir," Bracca appeared at Scorpius' side and clicked his heels.
"Have the med techs in the obstetrics unit prepare Officer Sun for surgery," Scorpius said. "We are taking the child. They will tell you it is still early, but impress upon them the importance of this endeavor and what will happen to them if anything befalls Officer Sun or her child. Is that clear, Bracca?"
Bracca nodded his head and left.
"Now, tell me more about this viable receptacle," Scorpius said as he eased the tech back down to his feet.
Aeryn was dozing when the door to her room opened. Bright light spilled into the room and she covered her eyes. A large man wearing a white coat entered the room and he carried a syringe in his left hand.
Scrambling from the bed, she went into a defensive posture. With arms raised she readied herself for a fight, but was overtaken when two more men entered the room and surrounded her. They grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall, allowing the other man easy access to her.
As the needle pierced her flesh, she felt the substance rush through her body. The lethargic feeling was almost instantaneous, and her last thoughts were of John. "John," she whispered as darkness enveloped her and she succumbed to its embrace.
"What are you doing comming me," Ariss hissed into the device. "Are you trying to get me killed?"
"That is not my intention," Scorpius replied calmly. "I just wanted to let you know that forces beyond my control have forced me to escalate the situation here, and I need you back as soon as possible."
"That is wonderful news," Ariss admitted with a sigh. "I'll pack up and be in my prowler in 500 microts."
"You must do one more thing," Scorpius informed her. "You must bring John Crichton with you."
"Are you out of your mind," Ariss said as she began to pace the floor. "When he finds out what I've done, he will kill me."
"No he won't, he may be impulsive but he isn't stupid. You are his link to getting Aeryn back and he will follow you anywhere."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Trust me."
"I don't" Ariss clicked off the comms and stored it in the black bag. She had to go to Crichton and drop her little bomb and then wait for the explosion.
John was in the maintenance bay working on his module. He was always working on the bucket of dren and it was just one more thing that irritated Ariss about John Crichton.
He was wiping his hands on a rag when she stopped at his side. He produced another one of his stupid grins and moved to touch her shoulder but she retreated. Finally she could resist his advances, and it felt good.
"Baby, what is it," he asked as he turned to toss the rag back into the module. Advancing on her, John reached out his hand again, but Ariss kept backing up.
"I don't want you to touch me ever again," she said lifting her chin. "Finally I can tell you to get the frell away from me."
"Are you having one of those bad hormone induced days? Because I can help you with that."
"It might help if I was Aeryn, but I'm not," Ariss said. "So, you stay away from me. I can't stand one more solar day of you touching me."
The shock on his face was comical to Ariss. She had thought about what would happen when he found out about her, and she enjoyed the puzzled look that crossed his face.
"What are you saying?"
"I am saying, Human, that you have been frelled over by Scorpius again," Ariss told him. "Scorpius has Aeryn on the command carrier, and if you want to see her again, then you have to come with me."
"You bitch." John pulled Winona from his holster and pointed the pulse pistol at Ariss. His hand shook with fury as he pressed his finger on the trigger.
"Kill me and you will never find Aeryn," Ariss said coolly. "It is your choice."
"As if I have a choice," John said still holding the pulse pistol on her.
"True." It was the only reply she gave him. Before leaving she turned back to him. "I am leaving in three arns, be ready or I leave without you."
John made his way back to his module and braced his forearms on the side of his ship. He rested his head on them and closed his eyes. Peace, would he ever know it? When would there be downtime for them. When could he just close his eyes and breath deeply knowing that no one was chasing them, and each day would bring blessed solitude and boredom, for that is what he longed for with every fiber of his being.
Thoughts of Ariss caused a shiver to course through his body. He had made love to her, believing she was Aeryn. How could he do that? How could he not know? He became sick to his stomach, and he dropped to his knees. The bile rose in his throat and he threw up.
For the third time in his life, a woman took something from him without his permission. Katralla took his seed for a child, Grayza took his innocence and now Ariss took his trust. What was left of John Crichton to give? What could he offer Aeryn now? What could he offer his child?
It was questions that would haunt him, but for now he knew what he could offer Aeryn, himself. For he was going back to a command carrier, not unlike the one he had destroyed almost two cycles ago. He would do it again, if it meant bringing Aeryn back. She was the one good thing in his life, the light that chased away the darkness. So many parts of his soul had been tainted and diseased by this place and the life he had formed for himself, but the disgust he felt melted away when Aeryn was at his side. She was his center, his guide, and without her he wandered aimlessly through a life that seemed to have no reason or remorse. But none of that mattered with Aeryn, and he was going to get her back. No matter who he had to beg, no matter who he had to bribe and no matter how many he had to kill.
"D'Argo, if I don't come back, I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything," John told his best friend. He placed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "We've had some wild times and seen some crazy stuff, haven't we?"
"John, you can't go off with her," D'Argo informed him. "She has lied and betrayed you and Aeryn. How can you trust her?"
"Because she can take me to Aeryn," John replied. "Do I need to say anything else? It is Aeryn. Aeryn."
"But Crichton, why can't we go with you," Chiana questioned. "We did before."
"This is different. I can't protect you guys this time."
"Like you protected us the last time," Chiana told him as she bumped John with her shoulder. "You almost blew us up."
"No, Chiana, discussion over."
"John," D'Argo tried again, but John held up his hand to stop him.
"No, D'Argo, please. Just promise me you guys will stay at this coordinates and when I get Aeryn we will haul ass back her and then starburst away."
D'Argo just shook his head in agreement. It was all he could do. When John made up his mind, he rarely changed it, so there was no need to argue.
Chiana hugged him tightly and wished John good luck. D'Argo grasped his hand and pumped it twice before pulling him into a hug as well. Rygel, well Rygel, he just glanced at Crichton, nodded his head and sped away on his thrown sled. It was the closet thing John would get to a goodbye and good luck from Sparky and he took it for what it was.
Climbing into his module he took one last look at the maintenance bay before lowering the canopy. It was possibly the last time he would see Moya, and he felt a pang of regret and melancholy. This was his haven, but it was just an empty shell without Aeryn. He was going to get her and when she arrived back onto Moya, than he would be home.
Part 2 Tomorrow.