Captain Bialar Crais stood in the doorway of the infirmary.
He walked in carefully, avoiding Zhaan's eye-contact.
The Sebecean woman lay on the bed in front of her.
Dying.
"I'm so sorry." Crais said, watching her breathe her last breaths.
"I'm really sorry."
"It's not you're fault." Aeryn said with difficulty.
She was pale. Her eyes were hollow, and the light which once shined there, was gone.
It died, just as Chrichton has.
"If Talyn and I had known..."

John Chrichton.
The man who killed his brother.
A year ago, he would've embraced the death of this human.
But things have changed.

"How long does she have left?" Crais asked Zhaan, who attended her, but the look on her face said enough.
Crais stood by her bed, grabbing her hand.
It was so cold...
"I have something for you to see." Crais said.
He pulled a videodisc from the pocket of his uniform.
"I found this in the Peacekeeper Command datafiles." He explained. "It's a security-video, made when you were just a child."
"Is it about me?" Aeryn asked.
"There's more." Crais said.
He sighed, looking into her dying eyes again.
"I would've given it to you sooner,... if it weren't for other matters."
Aeryn tried to answer, but was too weak to even make a sound.
"I want you to see it. Before..."
Crais was barely able to say it.
"Before you die."
He gave the disc to Zhaan, and asked her to insert it into the holographic viewer.
She nodded, and helped Crais spend his last moments with Aeryn.

Chiana sat on the table in Command, watching the stars.
It was quiet.
She hated the silence.
It seemed to rip open the universe.
The young girl screamed. The silence had to stop.
And Chrichton should be alive.
She would've given anything in this world for Chrichton to walk in this room again.
He didn't have to say anything.
He only had to hold her.
Her mind wondered off to the time they blew up Scorpius's Gammak Base, leaving John, D'Argo and Aeryn behind.
She was so scared.
She would've given her life to see them again.
But there was no sign of them.
A month passed.
Still nothing.
Until John Chrichton just flew into their lives again.
Exactly one year ago.
She held him so tight...

Rygel zoomed passed Command.
"You could've saved him!" Chiana shouted at him.
"No, I couldn't!" he shouted back, entering Command.
His voice was weak and his eyes were wet.
Chiana saw that he Hynerian missed Chrichton too.
Although he would never admit it.
"You know what the last thing that I said to him was?"
Chiana didn't ask.
"...I said I'd kill him!" Rygel said and tears went down his face.
"...And now he's dead!...And it's all my fault..."
He zoomed off again, and Chiana felt sorry for the little guy.
She realised that she didn't have to shout at him like that.
Everyone feels the loss of Chrichton.
He was a crew-member. A friend. A lover.
Blessed with the knowledge to get home.
Cursed with enemies, hunting him down to get that knowledge.
Doomed with a demon inside his head, killing him to find the key to that knowledge.
"Maybe he was doomed from the moment he stepped foot in this galaxy." Chiana thought, as she looked at the stars.
She didn't cry.
She never cried one single tear.
She couldn't anymore, because she did not have one single tear left.
They have all been shed this day.
Perhaps tomorrow she may cry again...or never...

"'...quiet Aeryn...'"the woman in the video said.
"'...my name is Xalax Sun...I am you're mother.'"
Aeryn looked at the woman, recognising her from a dream. Long ago.
Only it wasn't a dream.
"...Talyn, you're father, and I,...we want you to know that we love you...and that you were a child of love..."
Aeryn grew weaker and weaker every second.
"'...remember that, Aeryn...'"the woman said to the little girl.
It was Aeryn. Little Aeryn Sun.
Soon that girl will grow up to be a soldier.
A Peacekeeper.
A warrior.
And then her life changed, as she met him.
As she met Chrichton.
She still remembered when she first saw him.
Laying on the floor in their cell.
She smiled as she remembered how she kicked his ass.
A shock in her guts reminded her of her future.
Little Aeryn Sun.
A Peacekeeper.
A warrior.
And now she was going to die right here. On this bed.
As she closed her eyes, she smiled, and imagined the face of her lover by her side.
John smiled at her, as he held her hand lovingly.
She smiled back.
She was happy to die, if it meant that she would see Chrichton again.
That she would be with Chrichton again.

"Aeryn?"
Crais felt her hand slip from his fingers.
"Aeryn?"
He stepped back from her lifeless body.
Zhaan was shocked.
"Aeryn!" she shouted.

Pain...suffering...
She swore to end it all.
She swore she would protect them all from harm.
Her friends. Her family.
But she couldn't do it.
Now John's dead.
D'Argo is suffering.
Chiana is broken.
Rygel is grieving.
Stark is confused.
Pilot's in agony.
Moya is numb.
Jothee is leaving.
And Aeryn is dying!
She could not bear to watch this family break up in pieces.
To go down in flames.
Just like John did...

No.
John never wanted her to give up.
He would've done everything he could to save the ones he loved.
He was brave. He was gentle. He was magnificent. He was stupid.
He was innocent...

John would've done anything to save Aeryn.
He has proven this already.

Now what would she do to save the ones she loves?

"This family needs life." Zhaan said to herself.

Crais could not bear to watch her die.
He turned his face, not to see the tormented look on her face.
Was she smiling?
No, she wasn't smiling. She was in pain!
Suddenly he became so afraid of losing her.
But why?
Why did he care so much for her?
At first he didn't even notice her. Aeryn Sun was just another soldier under his command.
Not until she brought back his brother's murderer did he notice her.
He saw she was trying to save his life!
She was contaminated by this creature!

His rage consumed him then. But not anymore.

He did not care for this Peacekeeper, who joined Chrichton in his escape.
He wanted Chrichton, and he preferred him dead.
Not until that fateful day, on which he landed himself in the grasp of the evil Scorpius, and in his Aurora-chair, did he really see her for who she really was.
A magnificent woman.
She caused him the greatest pain in the universe.
And she caused him to change.
He didn't realise it's effects at first, but it finally hit him in the face when his Command Carrier was blown up.
He was no longer a captain.
He was no longer a Peacekeeper!
He was a renegade! A fugitive for his own kind!
Just like her...

The feelings he felt for her exploded into his body, screaming to be let out, but he didn't let them.
Instead he walked away.
Away from the infirmary.
Away from Moya.
Talyn was his friend. His son. His creation.
They were one and the same, and thought alike.
Talyn would comfort him. And vice versa.

He thought of the plans he had.
Of the question he wanted to ask Aeryn.
To join him. To educate Talyn.
Together.
But he knew it wasn't meant to be.
For her love was meant for someone else.
The man he murdered.
And now she was going to join him in the afterlife.
Now Crais knew that Aeryn did smile.
She did.

"This family needs life." Zhaan repeated, over and over.
"LIFE!"

She grabbed Aeryn's head, and pushed it against hers.
They became one.

Stark felt it.
He was still sitting in Maintenance Bay. He was thinking about Chrichton, when this surge of energy hit his mind.
He recognised it.
He could feel it was her.
"Zhaan?" he said and ran off to the infirmary.
"Zhaan, what are you doing!"

Aeryn woke up.
She did not feel the pain anymore.
"What is this?" Aeryn said as she felt this extraordinary feeling.
"We are one." Zhaan said. "This is unity."
"It's amazing."
"Yes, it is."
But Aeryn felt that this was not normal.
She felt something, some energy, drained from her.
"Zhaan, what are you doing?"
"I'm saving you, child." she said.

Stark ran through the corridors, almost knocking over D'Argo in his path.

"You meant everything to John. He loved you. He would've never let you die.
And I won't let you die either."
"Stop this!" Aeryn said, as she knew what would happen.
"No child, "Zhaan said. "This is my last gift to you. This is my last gift,...to John."
"I want to die...!"
The bond severed, leaving a unconscious Zhaan on the floor.

Aeryn Sun breathed again.
She was cured.
But at what cost?