Title: War Is Only the Beginning
Chapter 2: Another Blow to the Soul
Rated: R
***
{Moya: still at Alpha Centari}
"What do you think you are doing?!" the horrified voice echoed through the room.
Aeryn scrambled to get out from under her prowler, dropping her tools in her
haste. She glanced over and saw a completely enraged Human heading her way.
"Frell..." she mumbled.
"Aeryn! You haven't recovered yet! Why are you out of bed?! Why are you in here
messing with your prowler?!" John's angry questions continued as he guided her out
of the maintenance bay. "You can't even walk for long without help! How did you
get there by yourself?! And where is Jool?! She was suppose to be with you!"
Aeryn tuned out John's lecture and offered no complaints or explanations, allowing
him to vent without interruption. When they finally reached their quarters,
Aeryn sat down on the bed. John looked down at her; concern, love, and
exasperation etched in every feature. She reached up and took his face in her
hands. "I love you."
His anger visibly deflated. "Aeryn..."
She tugged lightly, bringing him down to meet his lips with her own. "I love
you," she whispered.
"Aeryn..." John sighed and pulled away. "Sleep, Babe. You need it."
She laid down, she did feel exhausted now that he mentioned it. He took off her
boots and her pants. He pulled the covers up over her, and she grabbed his hand.
"Stay?" she asked sleepily.
"Always," he replied softly. He quickly took off his boots and pants and climbed
in bed with her. She fell asleep when she felt his body press against hers. 'I
love you, Aeryn' was the last thing she heard before sleep claimed her.
***
When Jool came to check on Aeryn two arns later, she found them curled up together
on the bed, both fast asleep. Sleeping at the foot of the bed was the puppy,
Pegasus. 'I wonder how he got in here,' Jool thought. 'He was with Xhalax...'
Jool glanced around the room then turned her gaze back to the bed. Nope. No one
else but the three on the bed. Jool frowned slightly, then sighed, dismissing the
puppy from her thoughts. She walked over to the bed. She hated to wake the
sleeping couple but she really need to check Aeryn's back.
"John? Aeryn?" Jool said softly. She made sure she was a safe distance from the
bed. It wouldn't be good to be standing near it if either woke too fast. "It's
Jool. John?"
John opened his eyes, instantly awake. He looked over at Jool. "What's up?" he
asked softly.
"I need to check Aeryn's back again."
John sighed. He really didn't want to wake Aeryn since he finally got her to
sleep. "Aeryn, Babe, wake-up," he whispered softly to her.
Aeryn opened her eyes sleepily. She started to shift, then stopped as a flash of
pain spiked up her back, causing her to grimace and give a soft moan of pain. The
pain meds had worn off again.
John saw her grimace and knew instantly that Ms. Tough-Stuff hadn't taken her meds
when she was suppose to. "Aeryn, Jool is here to check your back," he said
soothing her.
She nodded slightly and he helped her roll onto her stomach. Jool finally
approached the bed and lifted Aeryn's shirt to examine the three stab wounds.
Jool nearly screamed in anger. "What did you do today?" she hissed.
"I found her working on her prowler," John replied.
"Aeryn! If you don't take it easy you could kill yourself!" Jool said
frustrated. She picked up her bag and pulled out some pain meds, injecting them
into Aeryn. She waited 50 microts before touching Aeryn's back with anything.
First running her fingers over the actual wounds, feeling for how they were
healing. Then picking up a scanner to see how things were doing on the inside.
When she finished she put her tools back in her bag and stared down at Aeryn's
back. She leaned over and carefully pulled back down Aeryn's shirt. "Aeryn.
From this moment on, if I ever see or hear of you getting out of this bed before
the next solar day, I will keep you unconscious until I feel you are healed."
Aeryn turned her head to see Jool. She was perfectly serious. Aeryn turned to
John. "You won't get any help from me, Babe," he told her. "I agree."
"Fine," Aeryn snapped.
"Good," Jool replied and left the room.
Aeryn glared at John and then turned away. John sighed. "Do you want me to go?"
he asked.
Aeryn closed her eyes. She knew she was being bad-tempered, but pain had a
tendency to do that to a person. She hadn't intentionally forgotten to take her
meds, it had just slipped her mind, and they had worn off in her sleep. "No,"
she replied after awhile.
John laid back down next to her. He placed an arm around her waist below the
wounds and pulled her snug against him. She turned her head to face him. Their
eyes met and held. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Don't worry about it," he assured her softly and kissed her lightly. Aeryn's
eyes closed and she was soon asleep. John watched her sleep for awhile before
noticing a warmth at his legs. He looked down and saw Pegasus curled up against
them. John smiled and soon drifted off to sleep.
***
The next day found John, Aeryn, JC, and Xhalax in the training room. John and
Xhalax stood on the center mat while Aeryn and JC watched from the sidelines.
Xhalax was training. After about two arns of hand-to-hand combat, Jack and DK
walked in searching for John.
Xhalax fell heavily to the mat as John swept her legs out from under her. Jack
and DK stood horrified. No one had noticed their entrance yet.
"Xhalax! Keep focused. He made it very clear that was his next move," Aeryn
instructed.
John leaned over her. "You okay?"
"Yeah," she replied. He helped her up. "One day I'm going to win," she told him
and resumed her defensive stance.
The two began again. Xhalax was up for about 600 microts before she hit the mat
again. "I think that's enough for now," John told her as he helped her up
again.
"Once more?" she begged.
"Nope. I think I've damaged you enough for today," John replied smiling.
"When can I learn how to use a pulse pistol?" she asked. The same question she
had asked after every session since she had begun.
John glanced over at Aeryn. "Aeryn?"
Aeryn stood and walked over to the two sweaty combatants. She looked down at
Xhalax. "You are four cycles," she conceded quietly. "This is a big step. Can
you handle it?"
"Stop," John said when Xhalax started to reply immediately. "We want you to think
about this before you answer."
"Why don't you ask Pilot what he thinks," Aeryn added.
Xhalax nodded slowly. "Alright. I'll go now."
"No, first you will go see Aunt Jool," John told her and turned her to face the
door and gave a slight push. "Make sure you didn't pull any muscles."
"Yes, Dad," she replied sighing. She started walking out of the room and noticed
DK and Jack. "Grandpa! Uncle DK! Did you see me training? I'm getting better!"
she said enthusiastically.
John's and Aeryn's heads both snapped up and over at the previously unknown
watchers. "Xhalax, go see Aunt Jool, now," Aeryn said firmly.
"Aw, Mom..." Xhalax continued on out the door, not noticing the looks on Jack's
and DK's faces.
Once Xhalax was gone, Jack and DK approached Aeryn and John. "What were you
doing?" Jack asked horrified.
"Teaching her how to defend herself," John replied calmly.
"She's only four years old!" DK protested.
"Yes. She is. She is also the daughter of one of the most wanted men in the
universe," Aeryn replied evenly.
"Aeryn began training at the same age as Xhalax," John added.
"Most wanted..." Jack whispered stunned.
Aeryn blanched. She hadn't meant to say that. John had wanted to protect his
family... from himself. So he gave them a rose-colored version of what happened
in the Uncharted Territories. He hadn't let them know that he was still a target,
and by extension so was Xhalax.
"Unique is valuable," John replied harshly.
"John!" Aeryn stopped him. Scorpius. His actions would forever haunt them. Even
with his death, his legacy lived on.
John turned away from them and walked over to where JC was sleeping. He carefully
picked up his son and left the room without looking back.
Aeryn watched him go and then turned and looked at the stunned DK and Jack. "He
mentioned Scorpius in passing to you," she began hesitantly.
DK and Jack both focused their attention on her. "Yes," Jack replied. "A
scientist that was researching wormholes."
"John said he killed him, but he never said why," DK added.
"I know John will be upset with me for telling you... but... you deserve to
know." Aeryn haltingly began to explain what Scorpius had done to John. She
didn't gloss over any details. She told them everything. By the time she was
done, both were in shock. She cleared her throat. "I will leave you now. I
suggest you speak to Stark. He might be able to help you." She left the room
and went to her quarters. Her back was stiff and sore. Standing for so long and
reliving their tortured past had been stressful and tiring. She climbed into bed,
too tired to even take off her boots and collapsed into sleep.
***
That's where John found her an arn later. He watched her for a microt before
entering the room. She wasn't sleeping peacefully. He heard her mumble his
name.
"Aeryn," he whispered gently sitting beside her.
She sobbed. "John! Look out!" she cried out.
He quickly grabbed her shoulders. "Aeryn, wake-up, it's a dream."
Aeryn's eyes snapped open and she pushed herself up off her stomach. "John," she
whispered. She sat up and wrapped her arms around him. Her tears soaked his
shirt. When she finally calmed down enough for him to ask what she had dreamed.
He found himself not really surprised.
When they had infiltrated Scorpius's command carrier, they had amazingly enough
been successful in their mission. The wormhole data was trashed, and Scorpius was
positively dead. It was leaving that had been a problem. During the escape, John
had been shot. He had been hit bad. He nearly hadn't made it. Aeryn had watched
helpless as another John began to slip away from her, and this time would be the
last time. There wouldn't be anymore John Crichtons in her life.
Aeryn's love had pulled him through. Whenever she had a nightmare though, it
always seemed to be about that event. Only in her dreams, he died long before
they ever made it off the carrier.
Aeryn's tears dried, she had fallen asleep in his arms. "I'll never leave you,
Aeryn," he whispered fiercely.
***
{Talyn}
"Is everyone on board?" Cassandra asked D'Argo as he entered Command.
"Yes. What is our next destination?"
"The Royal Planet," Crais replied. "Pilot, initiate wormhole sequence."
The familiar feel of traveling through the wormhole seemed to ease the tensions
in the room. This first mission was nearly complete. The alliance with the
Luxans was a good one, and the first steps to strengthen it had been taken.
Exactly 100 Luxan warriors were currently living on Talyn. Now they needed
pilots, which meant they needed an alliance with the Royal Planet.
After a brief run-in with the defense system around the planet, Talyn's crew
managed to begin a serious diplomatic discussion with the Empress. Needless to
say, at this time *any* alliance would have been welcomed by the Sebaceans. Talyn
soon added 25 pilots to his crew list.
Still in orbit around the Royal Planet, Cassandra, Crais, Rygel, Zhaan, D'Argo,
Chiana, and two others were meeting in Command. The two new additions were the
leaders of Talyn's new divisions: Lieutenant Mikhal Davon was in charge of the
pilots and G'Lon was in charge of the Luxan warriors.
"To begin with, we'll return to Moya and pick up the rest of the equipment," Crais
began. Talyn only had 6 Prowlers and 1 Marauder at the moment. "We'll start our
campaign with the Hynerians."
"The Hynerians?" G'Lon asked disgusted.
"Yes. They will provide an excellent source of supplies," Cassandra replied.
"How will you get them to give us supplies?" Lt. Davon asked.
"Rygel will resume control of his empire," Zhaan said calmly.
Surprisingly enough, Rygel had spoken little since the decision to recover his
throne first was made days ago. His time in captivity had taught him patience
and a viciousness not normally seen in Hynerian Royals. His time on Moya had
taught him humility and morality. The Hynerians would have one hell of an emperor
in him. Now that the time to regain his throne was approaching, he found that he
would miss gallivanting around the Uncharted Territories with his friends.
Responsibility was laying heavily on him.
"The Hynerians will supply anyone allied with Moya and Talyn to help in the war
effort," Rygel said after a microt. "Once we have stabilized our resources,
we'll begin constructing warships to help in the actual fighting."
"What happened to the Hynerian Navy?" Lt. Davon asked.
"The Peacekeepers destroyed it when the fighting first broke out with the
Scarrans. They thought that my people might take it as opportunity to rebel
against my cousin and remove the Peacekeepers from our territory," Rygel
explained.
After an intense discussion on troop deployment, the meeting began to break up.
"So Short Stuff, you're going home," Cassandra remarked.
Rygel was silent as he looked at her. "Yes, I am," he replied after a few
microts.
"Aren't you happy?" Zhaan asked.
"Of course I am," he blustered.
"We'll miss you, too, Sparky," Chiana said quietly.
Rygel sighed. "Chiana..." He straighten up. "I'm going to go eat..." He had
attempted to put some bite into his statement, but his emotions were still
apparent.
"I'll go with you," Cassandra said covering over his hesitation. "I'm STARVING!"
Rygel laughed and nodded. "Just so long as you don't eat any of MY food," he
replied as they walked out of Command. Chiana went bounding out after them.
Crais, Lt. Davon, and G'Lon left to speak with the rest of the crew, and Zhaan
kept watch in Command. In one more arn, all the new pilots would be aboard, then
it would be time to return to Moya.
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
so i've done it again, another sequel in the works. what do ya'll think of this one?
i'm trying to make the chapters longer so that i don't have as many chapters as last
time. if i had divided it up like i did for 'The Journey Home' i would already have
four chapters. anyway, so it might take a little longer to get each chapter out
since i'm trying to make them longer, and i have a paper due on Fri, that i haven't
even started on, so i'm guessing maybe Sat will be the next update.
~Artemis Luna Diana~
Chapter 2: Another Blow to the Soul
Rated: R
***
{Moya: still at Alpha Centari}
"What do you think you are doing?!" the horrified voice echoed through the room.
Aeryn scrambled to get out from under her prowler, dropping her tools in her
haste. She glanced over and saw a completely enraged Human heading her way.
"Frell..." she mumbled.
"Aeryn! You haven't recovered yet! Why are you out of bed?! Why are you in here
messing with your prowler?!" John's angry questions continued as he guided her out
of the maintenance bay. "You can't even walk for long without help! How did you
get there by yourself?! And where is Jool?! She was suppose to be with you!"
Aeryn tuned out John's lecture and offered no complaints or explanations, allowing
him to vent without interruption. When they finally reached their quarters,
Aeryn sat down on the bed. John looked down at her; concern, love, and
exasperation etched in every feature. She reached up and took his face in her
hands. "I love you."
His anger visibly deflated. "Aeryn..."
She tugged lightly, bringing him down to meet his lips with her own. "I love
you," she whispered.
"Aeryn..." John sighed and pulled away. "Sleep, Babe. You need it."
She laid down, she did feel exhausted now that he mentioned it. He took off her
boots and her pants. He pulled the covers up over her, and she grabbed his hand.
"Stay?" she asked sleepily.
"Always," he replied softly. He quickly took off his boots and pants and climbed
in bed with her. She fell asleep when she felt his body press against hers. 'I
love you, Aeryn' was the last thing she heard before sleep claimed her.
***
When Jool came to check on Aeryn two arns later, she found them curled up together
on the bed, both fast asleep. Sleeping at the foot of the bed was the puppy,
Pegasus. 'I wonder how he got in here,' Jool thought. 'He was with Xhalax...'
Jool glanced around the room then turned her gaze back to the bed. Nope. No one
else but the three on the bed. Jool frowned slightly, then sighed, dismissing the
puppy from her thoughts. She walked over to the bed. She hated to wake the
sleeping couple but she really need to check Aeryn's back.
"John? Aeryn?" Jool said softly. She made sure she was a safe distance from the
bed. It wouldn't be good to be standing near it if either woke too fast. "It's
Jool. John?"
John opened his eyes, instantly awake. He looked over at Jool. "What's up?" he
asked softly.
"I need to check Aeryn's back again."
John sighed. He really didn't want to wake Aeryn since he finally got her to
sleep. "Aeryn, Babe, wake-up," he whispered softly to her.
Aeryn opened her eyes sleepily. She started to shift, then stopped as a flash of
pain spiked up her back, causing her to grimace and give a soft moan of pain. The
pain meds had worn off again.
John saw her grimace and knew instantly that Ms. Tough-Stuff hadn't taken her meds
when she was suppose to. "Aeryn, Jool is here to check your back," he said
soothing her.
She nodded slightly and he helped her roll onto her stomach. Jool finally
approached the bed and lifted Aeryn's shirt to examine the three stab wounds.
Jool nearly screamed in anger. "What did you do today?" she hissed.
"I found her working on her prowler," John replied.
"Aeryn! If you don't take it easy you could kill yourself!" Jool said
frustrated. She picked up her bag and pulled out some pain meds, injecting them
into Aeryn. She waited 50 microts before touching Aeryn's back with anything.
First running her fingers over the actual wounds, feeling for how they were
healing. Then picking up a scanner to see how things were doing on the inside.
When she finished she put her tools back in her bag and stared down at Aeryn's
back. She leaned over and carefully pulled back down Aeryn's shirt. "Aeryn.
From this moment on, if I ever see or hear of you getting out of this bed before
the next solar day, I will keep you unconscious until I feel you are healed."
Aeryn turned her head to see Jool. She was perfectly serious. Aeryn turned to
John. "You won't get any help from me, Babe," he told her. "I agree."
"Fine," Aeryn snapped.
"Good," Jool replied and left the room.
Aeryn glared at John and then turned away. John sighed. "Do you want me to go?"
he asked.
Aeryn closed her eyes. She knew she was being bad-tempered, but pain had a
tendency to do that to a person. She hadn't intentionally forgotten to take her
meds, it had just slipped her mind, and they had worn off in her sleep. "No,"
she replied after awhile.
John laid back down next to her. He placed an arm around her waist below the
wounds and pulled her snug against him. She turned her head to face him. Their
eyes met and held. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Don't worry about it," he assured her softly and kissed her lightly. Aeryn's
eyes closed and she was soon asleep. John watched her sleep for awhile before
noticing a warmth at his legs. He looked down and saw Pegasus curled up against
them. John smiled and soon drifted off to sleep.
***
The next day found John, Aeryn, JC, and Xhalax in the training room. John and
Xhalax stood on the center mat while Aeryn and JC watched from the sidelines.
Xhalax was training. After about two arns of hand-to-hand combat, Jack and DK
walked in searching for John.
Xhalax fell heavily to the mat as John swept her legs out from under her. Jack
and DK stood horrified. No one had noticed their entrance yet.
"Xhalax! Keep focused. He made it very clear that was his next move," Aeryn
instructed.
John leaned over her. "You okay?"
"Yeah," she replied. He helped her up. "One day I'm going to win," she told him
and resumed her defensive stance.
The two began again. Xhalax was up for about 600 microts before she hit the mat
again. "I think that's enough for now," John told her as he helped her up
again.
"Once more?" she begged.
"Nope. I think I've damaged you enough for today," John replied smiling.
"When can I learn how to use a pulse pistol?" she asked. The same question she
had asked after every session since she had begun.
John glanced over at Aeryn. "Aeryn?"
Aeryn stood and walked over to the two sweaty combatants. She looked down at
Xhalax. "You are four cycles," she conceded quietly. "This is a big step. Can
you handle it?"
"Stop," John said when Xhalax started to reply immediately. "We want you to think
about this before you answer."
"Why don't you ask Pilot what he thinks," Aeryn added.
Xhalax nodded slowly. "Alright. I'll go now."
"No, first you will go see Aunt Jool," John told her and turned her to face the
door and gave a slight push. "Make sure you didn't pull any muscles."
"Yes, Dad," she replied sighing. She started walking out of the room and noticed
DK and Jack. "Grandpa! Uncle DK! Did you see me training? I'm getting better!"
she said enthusiastically.
John's and Aeryn's heads both snapped up and over at the previously unknown
watchers. "Xhalax, go see Aunt Jool, now," Aeryn said firmly.
"Aw, Mom..." Xhalax continued on out the door, not noticing the looks on Jack's
and DK's faces.
Once Xhalax was gone, Jack and DK approached Aeryn and John. "What were you
doing?" Jack asked horrified.
"Teaching her how to defend herself," John replied calmly.
"She's only four years old!" DK protested.
"Yes. She is. She is also the daughter of one of the most wanted men in the
universe," Aeryn replied evenly.
"Aeryn began training at the same age as Xhalax," John added.
"Most wanted..." Jack whispered stunned.
Aeryn blanched. She hadn't meant to say that. John had wanted to protect his
family... from himself. So he gave them a rose-colored version of what happened
in the Uncharted Territories. He hadn't let them know that he was still a target,
and by extension so was Xhalax.
"Unique is valuable," John replied harshly.
"John!" Aeryn stopped him. Scorpius. His actions would forever haunt them. Even
with his death, his legacy lived on.
John turned away from them and walked over to where JC was sleeping. He carefully
picked up his son and left the room without looking back.
Aeryn watched him go and then turned and looked at the stunned DK and Jack. "He
mentioned Scorpius in passing to you," she began hesitantly.
DK and Jack both focused their attention on her. "Yes," Jack replied. "A
scientist that was researching wormholes."
"John said he killed him, but he never said why," DK added.
"I know John will be upset with me for telling you... but... you deserve to
know." Aeryn haltingly began to explain what Scorpius had done to John. She
didn't gloss over any details. She told them everything. By the time she was
done, both were in shock. She cleared her throat. "I will leave you now. I
suggest you speak to Stark. He might be able to help you." She left the room
and went to her quarters. Her back was stiff and sore. Standing for so long and
reliving their tortured past had been stressful and tiring. She climbed into bed,
too tired to even take off her boots and collapsed into sleep.
***
That's where John found her an arn later. He watched her for a microt before
entering the room. She wasn't sleeping peacefully. He heard her mumble his
name.
"Aeryn," he whispered gently sitting beside her.
She sobbed. "John! Look out!" she cried out.
He quickly grabbed her shoulders. "Aeryn, wake-up, it's a dream."
Aeryn's eyes snapped open and she pushed herself up off her stomach. "John," she
whispered. She sat up and wrapped her arms around him. Her tears soaked his
shirt. When she finally calmed down enough for him to ask what she had dreamed.
He found himself not really surprised.
When they had infiltrated Scorpius's command carrier, they had amazingly enough
been successful in their mission. The wormhole data was trashed, and Scorpius was
positively dead. It was leaving that had been a problem. During the escape, John
had been shot. He had been hit bad. He nearly hadn't made it. Aeryn had watched
helpless as another John began to slip away from her, and this time would be the
last time. There wouldn't be anymore John Crichtons in her life.
Aeryn's love had pulled him through. Whenever she had a nightmare though, it
always seemed to be about that event. Only in her dreams, he died long before
they ever made it off the carrier.
Aeryn's tears dried, she had fallen asleep in his arms. "I'll never leave you,
Aeryn," he whispered fiercely.
***
{Talyn}
"Is everyone on board?" Cassandra asked D'Argo as he entered Command.
"Yes. What is our next destination?"
"The Royal Planet," Crais replied. "Pilot, initiate wormhole sequence."
The familiar feel of traveling through the wormhole seemed to ease the tensions
in the room. This first mission was nearly complete. The alliance with the
Luxans was a good one, and the first steps to strengthen it had been taken.
Exactly 100 Luxan warriors were currently living on Talyn. Now they needed
pilots, which meant they needed an alliance with the Royal Planet.
After a brief run-in with the defense system around the planet, Talyn's crew
managed to begin a serious diplomatic discussion with the Empress. Needless to
say, at this time *any* alliance would have been welcomed by the Sebaceans. Talyn
soon added 25 pilots to his crew list.
Still in orbit around the Royal Planet, Cassandra, Crais, Rygel, Zhaan, D'Argo,
Chiana, and two others were meeting in Command. The two new additions were the
leaders of Talyn's new divisions: Lieutenant Mikhal Davon was in charge of the
pilots and G'Lon was in charge of the Luxan warriors.
"To begin with, we'll return to Moya and pick up the rest of the equipment," Crais
began. Talyn only had 6 Prowlers and 1 Marauder at the moment. "We'll start our
campaign with the Hynerians."
"The Hynerians?" G'Lon asked disgusted.
"Yes. They will provide an excellent source of supplies," Cassandra replied.
"How will you get them to give us supplies?" Lt. Davon asked.
"Rygel will resume control of his empire," Zhaan said calmly.
Surprisingly enough, Rygel had spoken little since the decision to recover his
throne first was made days ago. His time in captivity had taught him patience
and a viciousness not normally seen in Hynerian Royals. His time on Moya had
taught him humility and morality. The Hynerians would have one hell of an emperor
in him. Now that the time to regain his throne was approaching, he found that he
would miss gallivanting around the Uncharted Territories with his friends.
Responsibility was laying heavily on him.
"The Hynerians will supply anyone allied with Moya and Talyn to help in the war
effort," Rygel said after a microt. "Once we have stabilized our resources,
we'll begin constructing warships to help in the actual fighting."
"What happened to the Hynerian Navy?" Lt. Davon asked.
"The Peacekeepers destroyed it when the fighting first broke out with the
Scarrans. They thought that my people might take it as opportunity to rebel
against my cousin and remove the Peacekeepers from our territory," Rygel
explained.
After an intense discussion on troop deployment, the meeting began to break up.
"So Short Stuff, you're going home," Cassandra remarked.
Rygel was silent as he looked at her. "Yes, I am," he replied after a few
microts.
"Aren't you happy?" Zhaan asked.
"Of course I am," he blustered.
"We'll miss you, too, Sparky," Chiana said quietly.
Rygel sighed. "Chiana..." He straighten up. "I'm going to go eat..." He had
attempted to put some bite into his statement, but his emotions were still
apparent.
"I'll go with you," Cassandra said covering over his hesitation. "I'm STARVING!"
Rygel laughed and nodded. "Just so long as you don't eat any of MY food," he
replied as they walked out of Command. Chiana went bounding out after them.
Crais, Lt. Davon, and G'Lon left to speak with the rest of the crew, and Zhaan
kept watch in Command. In one more arn, all the new pilots would be aboard, then
it would be time to return to Moya.
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
so i've done it again, another sequel in the works. what do ya'll think of this one?
i'm trying to make the chapters longer so that i don't have as many chapters as last
time. if i had divided it up like i did for 'The Journey Home' i would already have
four chapters. anyway, so it might take a little longer to get each chapter out
since i'm trying to make them longer, and i have a paper due on Fri, that i haven't
even started on, so i'm guessing maybe Sat will be the next update.
~Artemis Luna Diana~
