A Breath Away
By: DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and...whoever else. Just using the characters for a moment in fun and entertainment. Special thanks go to my Beta for her Beta, great suggestions and keeping me on track... any mistakes after corrections are mine. Continuation of For the Tears of a Child & Changeling. Rated: G
Part 1
Icor Sector had eight worlds that acted as a hideaway for outlaws and cutthroats. One of those worlds, Dutxon was nothing more then a dust-ball disguising itself as a planet. In the midst of the criminal class that moved around in the market place in the largest city on the planet, a tall slender woman hid in the shadows looking out over the crowd of faces; studying each one.
Remembering when she was back on the planet Dakir, one of her people had reported that Moya's crew was there. She had all ready been investigating about a criminal that was reported in the area. Wanting to know why the crew was there, she followed a lead that led her to search out the Diagnosan Xian, only to find his translator Nosia. After a few microts, the weak slug was more then willing to tell her anything she wanted to know. Unknowing for him that would be the last thing he ever did.
Now she waited for the pregnant couple that was supposed to be here. She knew the Diagnosan had suggested for them to come to Dutxon. She snorted in disgust, thinking of the Diagnosan. Haguss...the greatest Exogeneticist in the universe. She wondered how many of his victims would agree with that opinion.
Her attention was drawn back to the crowd. A Luxan towered over two Sebaceans no better yet, John Crichton and Aeryn Sun. She watched as the three made their way through the throng, until they disappeared into a low squat building. After a few microts, she left her hiding place to follow them.
Aeryn's warrior instinct to danger was blaring out a warning. The enormous entrance hall it was an amazingly empty. Pausing suddenly, it caused John and D'Argo to come up short behind her. Without asking John waited to see to what was wrong. Whispering she warned, "I feel as if someone is...following us."
Pushing her around the corner, John had Wynona out and ready. D'Argo ducked in the opposed direction. They didn't have long to wait when a figure skulked in. Coming just within drenches, the figure stopped face to face with Wynona.
"Well, I'll be damn. Look who decided to come alone after all," John said sarcastically. "
Aeryn moved to stand beside John. "Como 'a? What in the frell are you doing?"
"Watching your backs, gracious lady," the creature genuflected.
John was wary of this creature the moment he had set eyes on him. He reminded John of a double-crossing rat. John didn't care if Rygel did make a good deal with this guy to have him play tour-guide. John's and the crew's guard were always on high alert when they went planet side, but with the planet being more dangerous then most, it had been advised to hire someone that knew their way around these dangerous. He had been against hiring such a person then and even more so now. His gut feeling was not to trust anyone or thing associate with this planet, and if the only thing he ever learned in the Uncharted that was to listen to his instincts.
Coming up behind the guide, D'Argo asked, "You originally told us that it was safe. So why do you feel that you have to guard us now?"
Como 'a jumped stumbling sideways tripping over his own feet. Bracing himself against the wall, he wrung his hands as he stuttered out, "I just learned...yes...yes...I just heard..." . John didn't know why but everything about the little rat annoyed him like salt in a wound. Growing impatient, John interrupted him.
"What cat-bate?" John snapped coldly.
"Peacekeepers...yes...Peacekeepers...yes, yes."
"You said they never came here," Aeryn snarled, as she started for the doorway.
She stopped when John placed his hand on her shoulder. "We don't have time to go looking for PK's. Moya and Pilot haven't detected any PK ship in this area. We just can't assume they are looking for us."
"And you just can't assume they're not," she retorted.
D'Argo stepped closer to the rodent. "How do we know you'll telling the truth? For all we know you might be trying to collect the bounty," He snarled.
"Yeah, Como 'a, can you prove what you are saying?" John demanded.
"Yes, six Peacekeepers asked questions...many questions...from people here...people there...many questions about a mix crew of Sebaceans... Luxan...other species never heard of. They pay good credit...good credit for intelligence. Watch from the shadows. They seek a male hoomom and a female Sebacean."
Putting the tip his Qualta rifle next to the rodent's nose D'Argo demanded. "Why didn't you warn us when we first met? This is one of the reasons you were hired. Did they promise you more credits then what we offered?"
"No...no...no...just learned. Informant...he tells me...yes...yes, he tells me."
Looking over at his friends, D'Argo asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Aeryn?" John asked, watching her.
Standing lost in thought Aeryn rested one of her hands on her protruding stomach. The desire to know more about this unexpected child just couldn't out weigh the need to protect them. Putting her weapon away, she looked at John.
"Let's go back to Moya."
"D'Argo?" John looked toward his friend. Nodding his head, he led the way back out of the building.
By: DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and...whoever else. Just using the characters for a moment in fun and entertainment. Special thanks go to my Beta for her Beta, great suggestions and keeping me on track... any mistakes after corrections are mine. Continuation of For the Tears of a Child & Changeling. Rated: G
Part 1
Icor Sector had eight worlds that acted as a hideaway for outlaws and cutthroats. One of those worlds, Dutxon was nothing more then a dust-ball disguising itself as a planet. In the midst of the criminal class that moved around in the market place in the largest city on the planet, a tall slender woman hid in the shadows looking out over the crowd of faces; studying each one.
Remembering when she was back on the planet Dakir, one of her people had reported that Moya's crew was there. She had all ready been investigating about a criminal that was reported in the area. Wanting to know why the crew was there, she followed a lead that led her to search out the Diagnosan Xian, only to find his translator Nosia. After a few microts, the weak slug was more then willing to tell her anything she wanted to know. Unknowing for him that would be the last thing he ever did.
Now she waited for the pregnant couple that was supposed to be here. She knew the Diagnosan had suggested for them to come to Dutxon. She snorted in disgust, thinking of the Diagnosan. Haguss...the greatest Exogeneticist in the universe. She wondered how many of his victims would agree with that opinion.
Her attention was drawn back to the crowd. A Luxan towered over two Sebaceans no better yet, John Crichton and Aeryn Sun. She watched as the three made their way through the throng, until they disappeared into a low squat building. After a few microts, she left her hiding place to follow them.
Aeryn's warrior instinct to danger was blaring out a warning. The enormous entrance hall it was an amazingly empty. Pausing suddenly, it caused John and D'Argo to come up short behind her. Without asking John waited to see to what was wrong. Whispering she warned, "I feel as if someone is...following us."
Pushing her around the corner, John had Wynona out and ready. D'Argo ducked in the opposed direction. They didn't have long to wait when a figure skulked in. Coming just within drenches, the figure stopped face to face with Wynona.
"Well, I'll be damn. Look who decided to come alone after all," John said sarcastically. "
Aeryn moved to stand beside John. "Como 'a? What in the frell are you doing?"
"Watching your backs, gracious lady," the creature genuflected.
John was wary of this creature the moment he had set eyes on him. He reminded John of a double-crossing rat. John didn't care if Rygel did make a good deal with this guy to have him play tour-guide. John's and the crew's guard were always on high alert when they went planet side, but with the planet being more dangerous then most, it had been advised to hire someone that knew their way around these dangerous. He had been against hiring such a person then and even more so now. His gut feeling was not to trust anyone or thing associate with this planet, and if the only thing he ever learned in the Uncharted that was to listen to his instincts.
Coming up behind the guide, D'Argo asked, "You originally told us that it was safe. So why do you feel that you have to guard us now?"
Como 'a jumped stumbling sideways tripping over his own feet. Bracing himself against the wall, he wrung his hands as he stuttered out, "I just learned...yes...yes...I just heard..." . John didn't know why but everything about the little rat annoyed him like salt in a wound. Growing impatient, John interrupted him.
"What cat-bate?" John snapped coldly.
"Peacekeepers...yes...Peacekeepers...yes, yes."
"You said they never came here," Aeryn snarled, as she started for the doorway.
She stopped when John placed his hand on her shoulder. "We don't have time to go looking for PK's. Moya and Pilot haven't detected any PK ship in this area. We just can't assume they are looking for us."
"And you just can't assume they're not," she retorted.
D'Argo stepped closer to the rodent. "How do we know you'll telling the truth? For all we know you might be trying to collect the bounty," He snarled.
"Yeah, Como 'a, can you prove what you are saying?" John demanded.
"Yes, six Peacekeepers asked questions...many questions...from people here...people there...many questions about a mix crew of Sebaceans... Luxan...other species never heard of. They pay good credit...good credit for intelligence. Watch from the shadows. They seek a male hoomom and a female Sebacean."
Putting the tip his Qualta rifle next to the rodent's nose D'Argo demanded. "Why didn't you warn us when we first met? This is one of the reasons you were hired. Did they promise you more credits then what we offered?"
"No...no...no...just learned. Informant...he tells me...yes...yes, he tells me."
Looking over at his friends, D'Argo asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Aeryn?" John asked, watching her.
Standing lost in thought Aeryn rested one of her hands on her protruding stomach. The desire to know more about this unexpected child just couldn't out weigh the need to protect them. Putting her weapon away, she looked at John.
"Let's go back to Moya."
"D'Argo?" John looked toward his friend. Nodding his head, he led the way back out of the building.