Okay, here is my first ever Farscape fic! I tried to resist the temptation and I couldn't, had to try!
I don't own anything, I'm not making money, so please don't sue!
This is set I guess a cycle after 'Fractures.' Scorpius is dead (The wicked witch is dead! hehe!) While
Aeryn and John aren't completely back together, they are talking again and getting close. John's going to
get lucky, hehe, anyway, I miss Zhaan. So guess what! She's back! Yea, Stark! ...hmm... I think I'll
shut up now...
Title: Surprise Surprise
Chapter 3: A Surprise Twist
Rated: R
***
"Alright." John hopped into the pilot seat and familiarized himself with the controls. They were nearly
identical to Moya's transport pods. He waited until he heard another ship power-up before he did the same.
The explosion of the doors was big enough to rock the transport. "I hope Aeryn is okay," he whispered to
himself. He flew through the hole and was happy to read another ship making it's way to Moya. "Good,
there's Moya. I was worried we might have left orbit when I saw the hanger," he said aloud. D'Argo grunted
an acknowledgement.
John followed Aeryn in as Moya's bay doors opened. He parked the transport next to her ship. His com badge
crackled to life and Pilot's voice came out. "Prepare for immediate Starburst." John wisely kept his seat.
After the jolt from Starburst ended, he stood and picked up the woman. D'Argo picked up Jool again, and Zhaan
and Stark led their parade to her apothecary. Rygel took off in the direction of the central chamber,
grumbling about being hungry and unappreciated, though what they were suppose to be appreciating him for was a
mystery. Everyone was rather surprised he hadn't been complaining while they had been locked up. Chiana,
curious to know more about the woman, followed the group heading for the apothecary.
Aeryn had tried her com badge again after she had left the enemy's ship. She wasn't surprised when it worked.
She had told Pilot to open the doors for her and John and Starburst the second they landed. After Starburst,
Pilot had asked what was going on. Aeryn didn't move from her seat while she told Pilot what had happened, what
little she understood anyway. When she finished, he told her that the majority of their friends were with Zhaan
in the apothecary. Aeryn stood and left the ship, her rapid pace bringing her to her friends in about a hundred
microts.
Zhaan was speaking softly with John when Aeryn arrived. "At the moment, there is nothing more I can do for her.
She has numerous bruises and cuts in various stages of healing. Her mind is very much like yours though. She
seems to be okay, but the damage done is just as extensive as yours." John blanched. Zhaan placed a hand on his
arm in comfort. "I'm not telling you this to upset you, but so that you can help her recover. Now that she is
free, her mind will begin the healing process. You've been through that."
"Zhaan, it almost drove me insane."
"I know, John."
"Zhaan, I just got her back, I. Will. Not. Lose her again." John walked away from Zhaan towards the bed that
held the unknown woman. He sat down beside her and took her hand in his. She opened her eyes, smiled at him,
and closed her eyes again. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. When he sat up, she was asleep. Aeryn
couldn't help the spurt of jealousy that ripped through her.
Zhaan stood in silence watching them. Aeryn walked over to her. "Oh, Aeryn, I didn't see you come in."
"How's Jool?"
"She'll be alright. Her ribs were cracked, it's why she was in so much pain. D'Argo and Stark took her to her
quarters; she should be sleeping by now." Zhaan glanced at her and then looked back at the two humans. "Chiana
has gone to Command to make sure that ship of so called scientists isn't following."
"What about her? Do we even know her name yet?"
"Her name is Cassandra," Zhaan paused and glanced at Aeryn, "Cassandra Crichton."
A flash of pain crossed Aeryn's face and she left the apothecary abruptly. Zhaan took off after her, stopping
her in the hallway. "Who do you think she is, Aeryn?"
"Jo- Crichton told me that females take the name of their mates in his culture."
"I thought that's what you'd think."
"What do you mean?"
"That's John's sister, not his mate."
Aeryn was silent as she digested this information. It had hurt to think that John had lied to her from the
beginning. Their relationship was just starting to recover from the death of the other Crichton. They hadn't
become lovers, but at least they were talking again.
"Aeryn, Cassandra is not the only one hurting at this moment." Zhaan waited until Aeryn met her gaze before she
continued. "John, hurts for his sister. The Uncharted Territories hasn't treated either of them kindly. They
both have been tortured because of their minds." Aeryn remained silent as Zhaan pondered what she had just
said. "I thought perhaps John's mind was unique even among humans, but his sister shows the same types of
patterns. Everyone considers Humans inferior, but I'm beginning to wonder if they aren't the most superior."
Zhaan chuckled at Aeryn's shocked expression. "No, I know that there technology is not advanced, but that
wasn't what I meant. I was speaking of their adaptability, endurance, flexibility, and the incredible brains
their bodies house." Zhaan straightened and stepped out of Aeryn's way. "John feels responsible for what
happened to her. If he hadn't come, she wouldn't have either."
Aeryn stood there a moment, torn. Should she leave and go to Command like she had intended, or should she go
back and stay with John. Her body seemed to make the decision for her, and she found herself heading back to
the apothecary. Aeryn stood in the doorway for a moment, watching John. He was visibly upset. He had moved
to the other bed and was sitting on it, watching his sister. She cleared her throat, and he glanced up.
"Hey," she said and entered the room.
"Hey." He turned away.
She sat down beside him. "Hey."
He turned and looked at her, a reluctant grin crossed his face. "Do you really want to hear me ramble?" he
asked after a moment of silence.
"Ramble?"
"Talk."
"Yes, I do."
"Okay... Aeryn, meet my baby sister, Cass, short for Cassandra."
"She looks like you."
He laughed. "Don't tell her that." He fell silent.
"What did she mean when she said she had to protect the family honor?" Aeryn prodded thinking of the comment
Cassandra had made while they were locked up.
He smiled sadly, "It means she did it for me. I guess for my honor." His mouth quirked in something reminiscent
of his usual grin, "She and D'Argo have a lot in common about the honor thing."
Aeryn looked over at the still sleeping figure. "I wonder what she has against Luxans."
John frowned. "I don't know. I wonder too. Have to ask her when she wakes up."
"So tell me about her."
"She's… hmm… a pest."
"What?"
"Well, she is, was, to me. She use to follow me around all the time when we were little. She's a total
feminist, like you. Girls can do just as well as guys if not better. She could kick my tail any day."
"You really are weak, John," Aeryn said smiling.
"I'm getting better!" He laughed but soon grew quiet again. "I know she looked up to me, I wonder what she'll
think of me now. Of what I've become." He got up and left the apothecary, leaving Aeryn to stare at his
retreating back.
Aeryn walked over to Cassandra. She leaned over to look at the scar on her face. She was curious as to what had
caused it. It looked painful, but Aeryn doubted that Cassandra's captors had done it. To say she was surprised,
would have been an understatement, but she was definitely caught off-guard when Cassandra's eyes snapped open
and she attacked. In a move too quick for the surprised Aeryn to grasp, she found herself pinned to John's
sister by an arm around her neck and unable to break free. And she couldn't use her pistol on John's sister.
"Move, I squeeze. I squeeze, your neck breaks. Your neck breaks, you're dead. Understand, Peacekeeper?"
Cassandra whispered into Aeryn's ear. The arm around her neck made it difficult to speak, so Aeryn nodded.
"Good. Where am I?"
"Moya," Aeryn wheezed.
"Moya. A name. A ship." Cassandra frowned. "What kind of ship?"
"Leviathan."
"What is my goal?"
"Goal?"
"Yes, you fucking 'doctors' always have a goal. What do you want to see my brain do this time?"
"Not doctor. Free," Aeryn gasped, she was having difficulty breathing.
"Free?" Aeryn nodded. "It wasn't a dream? John is here?" Aeryn nodded again. Cassandra reached down and took
Aeryn's pistol. She pushed Aeryn from her and trained the pistol on her. "Take me to him."
***
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
Thanks to the peps that reviewed! I really need all the ego boosts I can get for this one since it's my first
Farscape fic, I'm glad to know that it's being well recieved!
~Artemis Luna Diana~
I don't own anything, I'm not making money, so please don't sue!
This is set I guess a cycle after 'Fractures.' Scorpius is dead (The wicked witch is dead! hehe!) While
Aeryn and John aren't completely back together, they are talking again and getting close. John's going to
get lucky, hehe, anyway, I miss Zhaan. So guess what! She's back! Yea, Stark! ...hmm... I think I'll
shut up now...
Title: Surprise Surprise
Chapter 3: A Surprise Twist
Rated: R
***
"Alright." John hopped into the pilot seat and familiarized himself with the controls. They were nearly
identical to Moya's transport pods. He waited until he heard another ship power-up before he did the same.
The explosion of the doors was big enough to rock the transport. "I hope Aeryn is okay," he whispered to
himself. He flew through the hole and was happy to read another ship making it's way to Moya. "Good,
there's Moya. I was worried we might have left orbit when I saw the hanger," he said aloud. D'Argo grunted
an acknowledgement.
John followed Aeryn in as Moya's bay doors opened. He parked the transport next to her ship. His com badge
crackled to life and Pilot's voice came out. "Prepare for immediate Starburst." John wisely kept his seat.
After the jolt from Starburst ended, he stood and picked up the woman. D'Argo picked up Jool again, and Zhaan
and Stark led their parade to her apothecary. Rygel took off in the direction of the central chamber,
grumbling about being hungry and unappreciated, though what they were suppose to be appreciating him for was a
mystery. Everyone was rather surprised he hadn't been complaining while they had been locked up. Chiana,
curious to know more about the woman, followed the group heading for the apothecary.
Aeryn had tried her com badge again after she had left the enemy's ship. She wasn't surprised when it worked.
She had told Pilot to open the doors for her and John and Starburst the second they landed. After Starburst,
Pilot had asked what was going on. Aeryn didn't move from her seat while she told Pilot what had happened, what
little she understood anyway. When she finished, he told her that the majority of their friends were with Zhaan
in the apothecary. Aeryn stood and left the ship, her rapid pace bringing her to her friends in about a hundred
microts.
Zhaan was speaking softly with John when Aeryn arrived. "At the moment, there is nothing more I can do for her.
She has numerous bruises and cuts in various stages of healing. Her mind is very much like yours though. She
seems to be okay, but the damage done is just as extensive as yours." John blanched. Zhaan placed a hand on his
arm in comfort. "I'm not telling you this to upset you, but so that you can help her recover. Now that she is
free, her mind will begin the healing process. You've been through that."
"Zhaan, it almost drove me insane."
"I know, John."
"Zhaan, I just got her back, I. Will. Not. Lose her again." John walked away from Zhaan towards the bed that
held the unknown woman. He sat down beside her and took her hand in his. She opened her eyes, smiled at him,
and closed her eyes again. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. When he sat up, she was asleep. Aeryn
couldn't help the spurt of jealousy that ripped through her.
Zhaan stood in silence watching them. Aeryn walked over to her. "Oh, Aeryn, I didn't see you come in."
"How's Jool?"
"She'll be alright. Her ribs were cracked, it's why she was in so much pain. D'Argo and Stark took her to her
quarters; she should be sleeping by now." Zhaan glanced at her and then looked back at the two humans. "Chiana
has gone to Command to make sure that ship of so called scientists isn't following."
"What about her? Do we even know her name yet?"
"Her name is Cassandra," Zhaan paused and glanced at Aeryn, "Cassandra Crichton."
A flash of pain crossed Aeryn's face and she left the apothecary abruptly. Zhaan took off after her, stopping
her in the hallway. "Who do you think she is, Aeryn?"
"Jo- Crichton told me that females take the name of their mates in his culture."
"I thought that's what you'd think."
"What do you mean?"
"That's John's sister, not his mate."
Aeryn was silent as she digested this information. It had hurt to think that John had lied to her from the
beginning. Their relationship was just starting to recover from the death of the other Crichton. They hadn't
become lovers, but at least they were talking again.
"Aeryn, Cassandra is not the only one hurting at this moment." Zhaan waited until Aeryn met her gaze before she
continued. "John, hurts for his sister. The Uncharted Territories hasn't treated either of them kindly. They
both have been tortured because of their minds." Aeryn remained silent as Zhaan pondered what she had just
said. "I thought perhaps John's mind was unique even among humans, but his sister shows the same types of
patterns. Everyone considers Humans inferior, but I'm beginning to wonder if they aren't the most superior."
Zhaan chuckled at Aeryn's shocked expression. "No, I know that there technology is not advanced, but that
wasn't what I meant. I was speaking of their adaptability, endurance, flexibility, and the incredible brains
their bodies house." Zhaan straightened and stepped out of Aeryn's way. "John feels responsible for what
happened to her. If he hadn't come, she wouldn't have either."
Aeryn stood there a moment, torn. Should she leave and go to Command like she had intended, or should she go
back and stay with John. Her body seemed to make the decision for her, and she found herself heading back to
the apothecary. Aeryn stood in the doorway for a moment, watching John. He was visibly upset. He had moved
to the other bed and was sitting on it, watching his sister. She cleared her throat, and he glanced up.
"Hey," she said and entered the room.
"Hey." He turned away.
She sat down beside him. "Hey."
He turned and looked at her, a reluctant grin crossed his face. "Do you really want to hear me ramble?" he
asked after a moment of silence.
"Ramble?"
"Talk."
"Yes, I do."
"Okay... Aeryn, meet my baby sister, Cass, short for Cassandra."
"She looks like you."
He laughed. "Don't tell her that." He fell silent.
"What did she mean when she said she had to protect the family honor?" Aeryn prodded thinking of the comment
Cassandra had made while they were locked up.
He smiled sadly, "It means she did it for me. I guess for my honor." His mouth quirked in something reminiscent
of his usual grin, "She and D'Argo have a lot in common about the honor thing."
Aeryn looked over at the still sleeping figure. "I wonder what she has against Luxans."
John frowned. "I don't know. I wonder too. Have to ask her when she wakes up."
"So tell me about her."
"She's… hmm… a pest."
"What?"
"Well, she is, was, to me. She use to follow me around all the time when we were little. She's a total
feminist, like you. Girls can do just as well as guys if not better. She could kick my tail any day."
"You really are weak, John," Aeryn said smiling.
"I'm getting better!" He laughed but soon grew quiet again. "I know she looked up to me, I wonder what she'll
think of me now. Of what I've become." He got up and left the apothecary, leaving Aeryn to stare at his
retreating back.
Aeryn walked over to Cassandra. She leaned over to look at the scar on her face. She was curious as to what had
caused it. It looked painful, but Aeryn doubted that Cassandra's captors had done it. To say she was surprised,
would have been an understatement, but she was definitely caught off-guard when Cassandra's eyes snapped open
and she attacked. In a move too quick for the surprised Aeryn to grasp, she found herself pinned to John's
sister by an arm around her neck and unable to break free. And she couldn't use her pistol on John's sister.
"Move, I squeeze. I squeeze, your neck breaks. Your neck breaks, you're dead. Understand, Peacekeeper?"
Cassandra whispered into Aeryn's ear. The arm around her neck made it difficult to speak, so Aeryn nodded.
"Good. Where am I?"
"Moya," Aeryn wheezed.
"Moya. A name. A ship." Cassandra frowned. "What kind of ship?"
"Leviathan."
"What is my goal?"
"Goal?"
"Yes, you fucking 'doctors' always have a goal. What do you want to see my brain do this time?"
"Not doctor. Free," Aeryn gasped, she was having difficulty breathing.
"Free?" Aeryn nodded. "It wasn't a dream? John is here?" Aeryn nodded again. Cassandra reached down and took
Aeryn's pistol. She pushed Aeryn from her and trained the pistol on her. "Take me to him."
***
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
Thanks to the peps that reviewed! I really need all the ego boosts I can get for this one since it's my first
Farscape fic, I'm glad to know that it's being well recieved!
~Artemis Luna Diana~
