An arn later, Captain Bilar Crais returned to Aeryn's quarters. He looked anxious, and even... guilty? He stood in Aeryn's chamber, shaky and cautious.

Aeryn finally broke the silence with a half yell that lost it's strength when her voice cracked. "Crais! What the frell do you want? Get frelling out of my sight!"

Crais shifted his weight, looking even more uncomfortable. Aeryn could tell he was about to speak, and that she wouldn't like what he was going to say. He was moving the words around in his mouth as though they were stale food cubes.

"Officer Sun," he addressed her at last. "I think there's something you should know." He hesitated. "C-Commander Crichton never... er... he never left this ship."

"WHAT?" Aeryn shrieked.

"He's... he's in one of the prison cells on Talyn's lower level. I... I intercepted John on his way to the maintenance bay and took him captive. This was not an easy task," he added, pulling down his collar to reveal a nasty gash on his neck, then raising a sleeve to show what appeared to be bite marks. One of Talyn's DRD's sedated him, and I took him down to the cells, where I assumed you'd never find him."

"Crais! You're a..." she proceeded to call him several choice expletives in every language she'd ever heard. Finally, she glared at Crais even harder and asked, "What about the module?"

"Talyn... and I... ejected his module from the maintenance bay. When you found it gone, you believed that he had actually returned to his planet and abandoned you."

Aeryn's face was a unique mixture of anger, relief, disbelief, and pure hatred. When she composed herself into a Peacekeeper calm, she asked him, "Why?"

Crais's discomfort seemed to escalate. "I... I wanted you all to myself," he muttered.

Aeryn's eyes widened. "You hid the man I love from me in hopes that I would love you instead? Bilar Crais, you know nothing about love! You only know about competition, destroying rivals, breaking spirits!" Aeryn threw all of her strength into the Pentak jab she delivered to Crais. He fell to the floor. Aeryn began to kick him as hard as she could. The kicking seemed to stimulate his return to consciousness, and he awoke only thirty microts later.

Shrieking like a wounded animal, Crais managed to pick himself up and run from the room, slapping a door control as he went. "Talyn, lock her in!" he commanded. Talyn obliged, and the corridor was soon filled with the slightly muffled sound of Aeryn kicking and punching the door and yelling at Talyn to open it.

Aeryn fought and screamed for a while before stalking back to her bed. She picked up her pillow and began to beat it- punching and kicking for all she was worth. "To think that I was crying into this only an arn ago," he said out loud, her voice full of bitterness. She hurled the pillow onto her bed just as the door to her corridor hissed open.

Aeryn crouched down, preparing to beat up that, she called him something very bad in her mind, when he entered. But it was not Crais that entered. Moving with a stumbling motion as though he'd been hastily pushed inside, John Crichton entered the room. Aeryn noticed that John was considerably thinner and had a few bruises. She made a mental note to kick Crais's eema so hard that it came out his mouth and back up itself for doing this to John.

However, she was too choked with emotion to worry about Crais now. Her anger and hatred drained away as she ran to John, who held out his arms.

Aeryn wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with all that her body and soul could muster.