DK let out a low whistle as he spotted the two ships across from him. One was angled, sharp, and painted black and red. Deadly he thought, before his eyes travelled to the next craft. This one he immediately recognised.

"John, what on Earth happened to the Farscape module?" He asked, because the ship that he was now staring at was definitely the ship John had left Earth in. It looked worn, nothing like the sparkling, new ship he had last seen, but there were alien looking modifications as well.

"Hetch drive, navigational system, fuel processor, nothing really. Just some stuff that has helped over the years," John said, and followed his friend over to the ship, running his hand along the white steel. "She's been my one piece of Earth. Not a day goes by when I don't come in here to do a little work on her, if I get the chance."

Behind them John heard a familiar beeping, and turned to see his father bending over 1812. He whistled and the DRD skittled over to him.

"Hey little fella!" John said happily. 1812 just winked his light stalks. " Can you send to of your buddies down to the chamber for us?" 1812 flashed his lights, and rocked back and forth. "Already done? Well, lets have some music while we walk then hmm?" The little DRD let out a low beep, then launched into Tchaikovski's overture, and headed toward the door, stopping to make sure the others followed.

John waved for the others to follow, and fell in beside Aeryn, watching the reaction his father and DK had as they walked through Moya.

"So, this Moya is a living ship?" DK asked, as the walked down yet another corridor.

"Yep. Bio-mechanoid. Like the transport pod." John replied, and DK continued to look around in amazement.

******************************

"John! Who are these creatures?" Thaya said as Jack and DK entered the galley, her delicate, elf-like features a light with curiosity. She circled around the group; her head tilted to one side, looking at them very much like she regarded Moya's crew when she first met them 10 monens ago.

"We do not have enough supplies on this ship to cater for anymore! Do you not understand that?" Drudé said, his voice calm and even, despite the harshness of his words. Beside him Moraan nodded, somehow displaying the same calmness.

"Guys, just chill. This is my father, Jack Crichton, and my Childhood friend, DK. They accompanied me here from Earth. As for supplies, we can stock up on Earth," John said, and the complaints ended. Merdost approached, and bowed her head in greeting.

"John, you said that these earth-humans do not have translator microbes. Should we speak English?" The Padornian asked, and John shook his head.

"There's no need," He said, and called over the two DRD's to give Jack and DK the microbes. After they felt the prick, the two humans turned to John, before Merdost spoke again.

"It is a pleasure to meet the people who John has spoken so highly of since I met him. Your John has changed many peoples lives, for the better, and I feel proud to call him my friend," She said, and after they had recovered from the shock of being able to understand her, the two newcomers thanked her. Slowly the rest of Moya's small crew approached and welcomed them to Moya.

"So, Dad, DK, if your hungry, you can eat here. I assure you, none of this food is toxic for us, but it isn't particularly pleasant either. When you're done, one of the DRD's will come get me and I'll give you the tour. For now, we have some responsibilities to attend to, so you can adjust to Moya in peace," John said, and one by one the aliens filed out of the galley to leave them in peace.

******************************

"John, I'm fine!" Aeryn protested, but John would not listen. They sat in the med. bay, Aeryn on a cot, John on a chair beside her. He had insisted that she came down to be checked out.

"You are NOT fine! Just an arn ago, you passed out from heat delirium. And while heat delirium is typical for most Sebaceans, you would normally last a lot longer then you did. So, unless you can tell me right now why you are more susceptible to heat delirium today, I want you checked out!" John looked Aeryn in the eye, and she gave in.

"There is one possibility as to why I am more susceptible," She said, taking John's hand. "I was more susceptible to heat on the way to Katratzi because I was… I was… Because I was pregnant."

"Pregnant?" John said in disbelief. "Are you saying you could be pregnant?"

"Of course that's what she is saying!" Noranti said, and John beamed. "And I must agree with her. Her tests have come back positive."

"John, I think we should wait to release it from stasis," Aeryn said, and John nodded.

"Now isn't the best time to bring a baby into this world," He agreed, and kissed Aeryn's head. "But you had best be careful in the heat!"

******************************

"This is unbelievable. This entire ship is living, and we have met not one, but ten different alien life-form, all of which seem to be much more advanced then we are," DK gingerly bit into one of the blue things as he spoke. "This actually doesn't taste to bad."

"You forgetting the most unbelievable thing. John is alive, married and a father," Jack spoke for the first time since John had left them, his voice lower then it would usually be. "That is, if this is even John."

"I thought you believed him," DK said.

"I did, but after what we've seen, how can you not suspect that this is just a hoax."

"What reason would they have for coming here? Why would they want to trick us into believing that John was back from the dead? That sure seemed like John to me!"

"He threatened to shot Ardille! That is not something our John would do!"

"He was protecting his wife and child. We don't know what he's been through over the last 5 years. He has obviously been forced to adapt to life wherever he was, and if guns kept him alive to come back to us, than I am glad!" DK's voice cracked towards the end, and he realised just how little they actually knew about John.

"He said he had alien tissue in his brain that allows him to talk. These translator microbes we've been injected with. All the scars. How much is still the John we love?" Jack sat beside the younger man, and hung his head, afraid that he would lose John again.

"I know. I just wish he'd come back earlier, before he had to go through all that," DK dropped the last of his food back onto his plate, and pushed it away.

******************************