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 8: A Secret Surprise

Rated: R

***

"He's waking up."

Blurred images and bright lights assaulted John's eyes when he tried to open them. He quickly shut
them. He slowly opened them again; Zhaan's concerned face came into focus. "What happened?" He couldn't
think; his head felt like there were hundreds of dwarves running around smashing pick-axes into his skull.
One thought burst through. "Aeryn!" He tried to sit up and was immediately struck dizzy. Zhaan pushed him
back down. "Aeryn!"

"D'Argo, help me hold him!"

"He's got Aeryn!"

"John, calm down!"

"John, you cannot save her if you don't calm down!" John ceased his struggle. "We will get her back,
John," D'Argo said releasing his hold on the despairing Human.

John nodded his head slightly, unable to speak his throat was so tight with unshed tears. He swallowed
hard. "How is Cass?"

"She took a pulse blast to her abdomen. John, it caused a lot of damage." Zhaan glanced down at her hands
before looking back up at him. "She's unconscious at the moment..."

"Is she going to live?"

Zhaan hesitated, "I don't know, John."

John closed his eyes. "What did she think she was doing?" he whispered.

"She said she would rather have been separated from you again, then have you separated from Aeryn." Zhaan
placed a comforting hand on his cheek. "Get some rest, John. You'll need it."

***

John sat on the bed next to the unconscious Cassandra. Jool and Zhaan were monitoring the panels showing
Cassandra's life signs, everyone else stood around the room; Pilot was on the clamshell. "How did they find us
in the first place?" John asked.

Jool looked up, "I can answer that." John gestured for her to proceed. "When we were repairing the damage to
her stomach, we found a tiny transmitter embedded in the lining."

"What do you mean? She swallowed a transmitter?" D'Argo asked.

"Probably. Or they might have implanted it surgically, but I don't think so. More than likely, it was
hidden in her food, and she swallowed it without even knowing. It was programmed to embed itself into her
body, preventing it from being completely digested."

"What about the acids in her stomach? Wouldn't they have destroyed a transmitter?" John asked.

"No, it has something to do with the alloy it's made with. I've never seen it before, I don't know what it
is."

"Is it still sending out a signal?" Rygel asked horrified.

"No, it was damaged by the pulse fire," Jool replied.

"Okay, that explains how they found us, and I'm guessing the reason they wanted to find us was that they
wanted Cassandra back," Chiana said, "But what did Aeryn mean when she said they were the K'lar'in?" She
looked around to see puzzled looks on her friend's faces. "Does anyone know what that means? I've never
heard of them."

"I have," D'Argo said, then paused. "But only in stories. I thought they were a myth." He fell silent.

"Well, obviously they're not, so tell your frelling story and stop wasting time," Rygel interjected.

D'Argo growled and started towards him, only to stop abruptly when he saw John's face. His anger at Rygel
dissipated, and he slowly began his tale. "When the Luxans were first beginning to explore space, they
encountered the Peacekeepers. At that time, the Peacekeepers were more interested in science and technology
than in dominating the Universe, so we formed an alliance with them. We shared our technologies and our
star maps. For a time, it seemed as though there would be peace." D'Argo paused, almost as though he
still had trouble swallowing that his people had once been allies of the Peacekeepers. "But then a
Peacekeeper scout vessel encountered a race known as the K'lar'in. They were highly advanced, but
seemed peaceful. The Peacekeepers invited them into the alliance, but the K'lar'in refused. At first, no
one understood why. It wasn't until ships were found drifting in space with their crews missing, that my
ancestors began to suspect something. They spoke to the Peacekeepers, and a ship carrying both Luxans and
Sebaceans was sent into K'lar'in space. It did not return, however a life pod was found. Inside was a
young Luxan warrior on the verge of death and a Sebacean Peacekeeper deep in the living death." D'Argo
paused to gather his thoughts, he had believed that the stories told of this time were myths. It was
unsettling to discover they were not. "Before the Luxan died, he told us the fate of the ship. The
K'lar'in had captured the ship and taken everyone prisoner. They examined the prisoners; they were
looking for something." D'Argo paused. "I never thought the stories were true... I can barely remember
hearing them..."

"What do you mean looking for something? I don't understand," Zhaan questioned.

"They are looking for something that deals with biology. What it is, I don't know. They collect specimens
looking for 'it' and perform tests on them trying to produce 'it' artificially when they don't find 'it.'"

"What could they be looking for?" Pilot asked. Stark seemed to grow agitated, but everyone was focused on
D'Argo, so no one noticed.

"Who cares what they were looking for! I want to know why none of us know what the frell you're talking
about!" Rygel yelled.

"I don't know what happened exactly, but something caused the K'lar'in to leave their home system. They were
never seen again, though the stories of them were passed down through the generations, along with a
description of their ships."

"That's why it looked familiar to you and Aeryn," John said. "She probably had it described to her too."

"The stories are used to frighten children into obedience. They are the only race that ever defeated the
Peacekeepers."

"Sounds like the Bogeyman." Everyone ignored John's incomprehensible comment.

"So how do we get Aeryn back? How do we find them?" Chiana asked.

"Pilot, can we track their ship?" Zhaan asked.

"No," he replied sadly.

"Frell," John breathed softly.

***

"An ordinary Sebacean." He looked down at the smoking remains of his former commander. "And no signal
from the transmitter."

"My Lord, the tests have been completed on the Sebacean."

"Is there something to report?" he asked his young assistant acidly.

"She is pregnant, My Lord."

"Yes? We have captured pregnant Sebaceans before."

"The child... it is not completely Sebacean."

"A Sebacean half-breed? What is she crossed with?"

"The genetic material seems to indicate a species match with the woman."

"My pet?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"How interesting. Make sure the Sebacean is not injured or used in any tests. I want the child born unharmed."

"Yes, My Lord."

***

Aeryn stared through the bars of her cell. She was back in the same cell, except this time there was no
Cassandra to unlock on the door. This time, there was more to lose. She placed a hand over her flat
stomach. "John..."

***

TBC

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Thanks to the peps that are reviewing! 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!

Sorry it took longer than normal to get this chapter out, I had to go out of town unexpectedly.

~Artemis Luna Diana~