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 10: Life's Little Surprises
Rated: R
***
Crais stood patiently waiting for the transport pod to land. He wondered what plan Crichton had come up
with to rescue Aeryn. As much as he loved to hate him, Crais did respect him. He knew Crichton would save
her somehow. He wished the Universe would give the two a break though. 'Haven't they been through enough,'
he thought, 'now the K'lar'in... only Crichton...'
He looked up as the door to the pod opened and Crichton stepped out. Crais was surprised at his appearance.
The Human looked like dren, the vid screen hadn't prepared him for this. He was obviously tired and hadn't
slept though the sleep cycle was over halfway through. John walked over to him. "Crais."
"Crichton."
"Just you?" Crais thought at least someone else would have come.
"No," he turned and looked back at the door. When no one appeared, he started back towards it. "Girls!"
"Shove off! We're coming!" yelled an annoyed voice. "Come on, Chi, wake up!"
Crais was amused to see the Nebari, Chiana, thrown out the door. She must have fallen asleep on the ride
over. Chiana recovered her balance and stared at the door of the pod waiting for whoever threw her out.
She looked better than Crichton, though not by much. He began to wonder how long Aeryn had been gone. What
few thoughts in his brain disappeared as the next person left the pod.
It was a Sebacean woman. She was petite, only slightly taller than Chiana. Her long brown hair was pulled
back in a loose pony-tail. A scar traced its way down the side of her face past beautiful blue eyes. She
was clad in Peacekeeper leather pants and a black t-shirt. Two pistols were strapped to her thighs and a
tool belt circled her slim waist. She covered her mouth as she yawned and then glared at Crichton. She was
obviously more alert than either of her companions, though that seemed to be only temporary. She appeared
just as tired as her shipmates.
"You didn't really expect Chiana to stay awake?" she asked.
"If I wasn't so tired, I'd be tempted to punch you," Chiana said and yawned.
The woman glanced around and finally noticed Crais. Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked him over.
"Crais?" she finally asked.
"Oh yeah," Crichton said, "Crais, my sister, Cassandra. Cass, Crais."
Crais covered his surprise well, just a slight raising of his eyebrows was the only indication that he was
startled at her identity. "Do you wish to begin now or would you rather sleep first?"
"I'd love to go back to sleep, but that is a luxury. Just point us in the direction of the neural cluster
and we'll be fine," Cassandra said and walked to where Crichton was standing.
Crais nodded. He could see the similarities in the two Humans now that they stood side by side. Their
eyes were identical both in shape and color; their hair color was the same too. Crais turned and led the
three to the neural cluster. Once there he expected Crichton to take the lead so he was surprised to see
Cassandra drop down in front of the cluster. "His name is Talyn?" she asked as she studied the cluster.
"Yes," Crais replied.
"Hi, Talyn. How are you?"
Crais was astonished to hear Talyn reply. Of course, he was the only one who understood exactly what the
gunship was saying. Everyone else heard a bunch of beeps.
Cassandra laughed. "I'm glad someone is cheerful." She continued to talk to Talyn as she worked. Chiana
and Crichton watched amused. After awhile, she turned to the three waiting by the door. "It'll work."
"Yes!" Crichton breathed, and Chiana grinned. "So let's get started!"
Cassandra frowned. "Hell no! I'm dead on my feet and so are you. Neither of us is in any condition to work
on something as complicated as Talyn's sensors." She stood and looked at Crais. "Is there some place we can
bunk?"
Crais was confused for a moment, before realizing she must be talking about some place to sleep. "Yes."
"Chiana. John. Bed. Now," she said and walked past them. She stopped and turned expectantly to Crais.
He led the three of them to sleeping quarters before heading off to bed himself. Talyn continued to talk
cheerfully of the Human woman. Other than Crais and Aeryn, no one ever asked how he was doing, much less
talked to him as she had done. The last thing Crais heard before sleep claimed him was Talyn's 'I like her.'
***
Talyn woke Crais when Crichton left the room he shared with the two women. Crais quickly showered and
dressed. He found Crichton eating food cubes. Crais picked up a few and began eating as well. He waited in
silence. Finally, Crichton began speaking. He gave a brief summary of what happened from the time they were
captured on the planet to arriving on Talyn.
"They are the K'lar'in. You do realize that Aeryn might have been killed," Crais said hesitantly.
"I was there for two cycles."
Crais looked up to see Cassandra standing in the doorway. "How did you survive?"
"They don't kill you." She stepped into the room and picked up a food cube. "You end up killing yourself."
She popped the cube into her mouth. "Aeryn's strong, she'll know the difference between what is real and what
is not." She looked straight at him. "She is still alive." She picked up another food cube and looked at
Crichton. "Good morning, John." She popped it in her mouth.
Crichton stared at her a moment. "Morning."
"Not a good one?" He didn't reply. "Did you sleep?"
"A little."
She picked up another food cube and popped it in her mouth. "I'm ready to begin, and Chiana is getting
dressed. She says she's not hungry. I'm not really hungry either, so... whenever you are ready?"
"I'm ready now."
"Okay, I'll be in the neural cluster waiting then." She turned to look at Crais. "Top of the morning to
you." She walked out of the room, leaving Crais with a blank look on his face. Crichton took pity on him and
explained the expression.
Crais could hear her talking to Talyn as she walked down the hall. He turned to Crichton. "She talks more
than you do."
For the first time in over a monen, John smiled.
***
Crichton, Chiana, and Cassandra seemed to have adapting the sensors down to a fine art. There was little
talking and most needs were anticipated. Crichton and Cassandra did all the actual work while Chiana
supplied the tools and whatever materials were necessary. They had the sensors recalibrated within an arn.
When Talyn searched for the metal, he was able to detect the small transmitter located aboard Moya. It was
time to begin the hunt.
"I've set it up so that we can switch back and forth between sensor calibrations," Cassandra explained to
Crais, "but when you are using the one to detect the K'lar'in, you won't be able to detect anything but the
K'lar'in unless they are right on top of us."
Crais nodded. "Will Moya be coming with us?"
Cassandra turned to Crichton. He shook his head 'no.' "Stark, Zhaan, Chiana, and Rygel are staying here
with Moya. Jool will come along as our medic. D'Argo, Cassandra, and I will go in to get Aeryn."
Crais looked over at Cassandra before flicking his eyes back to Crichton. "Should she be going?" He had
seen nothing to suggest that Cassandra was anything more than a tech. Sure she carried two pistols, but she
didn't act like a soldier.
Crichton glanced over at her and saw an amused look cross her face. He looked back at Crais. "Yes."
"Chiana's asleep again," Cassandra said changing the subject. "I'll go wake her up and send her back. Com
D'Argo and Jool and tell them to come over when Chiana gets there." Cassandra turned and left.
Cassandra hugged Chiana and watched as she took off. Once she left, Cassandra tapped her com. "Zhaan?"
"Yes, Cassandra?"
"Keep an eye on Chiana will you? I think something is wrong with her."
"What do you mean?"
"I think she might being getting sick. She keeps falling asleep everywhere, and I don't think it just because
of the stress of the past monen. When I asked her about it, she told me she wasn't sleeping well at night."
"I will ask her about it."
"Thanks, Zhaan."
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
There you got your first real description of Cassandra. In case your curious about Crais's thoughts of Aeryn
and John: he respects them both, he's gotten over the inter-species thing where they are concerned, and while
he has been attracted to Aeryn in the past there aren't any emotions involved.
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!
~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 10: Life's Little Surprises
Rated: R
***
Crais stood patiently waiting for the transport pod to land. He wondered what plan Crichton had come up
with to rescue Aeryn. As much as he loved to hate him, Crais did respect him. He knew Crichton would save
her somehow. He wished the Universe would give the two a break though. 'Haven't they been through enough,'
he thought, 'now the K'lar'in... only Crichton...'
He looked up as the door to the pod opened and Crichton stepped out. Crais was surprised at his appearance.
The Human looked like dren, the vid screen hadn't prepared him for this. He was obviously tired and hadn't
slept though the sleep cycle was over halfway through. John walked over to him. "Crais."
"Crichton."
"Just you?" Crais thought at least someone else would have come.
"No," he turned and looked back at the door. When no one appeared, he started back towards it. "Girls!"
"Shove off! We're coming!" yelled an annoyed voice. "Come on, Chi, wake up!"
Crais was amused to see the Nebari, Chiana, thrown out the door. She must have fallen asleep on the ride
over. Chiana recovered her balance and stared at the door of the pod waiting for whoever threw her out.
She looked better than Crichton, though not by much. He began to wonder how long Aeryn had been gone. What
few thoughts in his brain disappeared as the next person left the pod.
It was a Sebacean woman. She was petite, only slightly taller than Chiana. Her long brown hair was pulled
back in a loose pony-tail. A scar traced its way down the side of her face past beautiful blue eyes. She
was clad in Peacekeeper leather pants and a black t-shirt. Two pistols were strapped to her thighs and a
tool belt circled her slim waist. She covered her mouth as she yawned and then glared at Crichton. She was
obviously more alert than either of her companions, though that seemed to be only temporary. She appeared
just as tired as her shipmates.
"You didn't really expect Chiana to stay awake?" she asked.
"If I wasn't so tired, I'd be tempted to punch you," Chiana said and yawned.
The woman glanced around and finally noticed Crais. Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked him over.
"Crais?" she finally asked.
"Oh yeah," Crichton said, "Crais, my sister, Cassandra. Cass, Crais."
Crais covered his surprise well, just a slight raising of his eyebrows was the only indication that he was
startled at her identity. "Do you wish to begin now or would you rather sleep first?"
"I'd love to go back to sleep, but that is a luxury. Just point us in the direction of the neural cluster
and we'll be fine," Cassandra said and walked to where Crichton was standing.
Crais nodded. He could see the similarities in the two Humans now that they stood side by side. Their
eyes were identical both in shape and color; their hair color was the same too. Crais turned and led the
three to the neural cluster. Once there he expected Crichton to take the lead so he was surprised to see
Cassandra drop down in front of the cluster. "His name is Talyn?" she asked as she studied the cluster.
"Yes," Crais replied.
"Hi, Talyn. How are you?"
Crais was astonished to hear Talyn reply. Of course, he was the only one who understood exactly what the
gunship was saying. Everyone else heard a bunch of beeps.
Cassandra laughed. "I'm glad someone is cheerful." She continued to talk to Talyn as she worked. Chiana
and Crichton watched amused. After awhile, she turned to the three waiting by the door. "It'll work."
"Yes!" Crichton breathed, and Chiana grinned. "So let's get started!"
Cassandra frowned. "Hell no! I'm dead on my feet and so are you. Neither of us is in any condition to work
on something as complicated as Talyn's sensors." She stood and looked at Crais. "Is there some place we can
bunk?"
Crais was confused for a moment, before realizing she must be talking about some place to sleep. "Yes."
"Chiana. John. Bed. Now," she said and walked past them. She stopped and turned expectantly to Crais.
He led the three of them to sleeping quarters before heading off to bed himself. Talyn continued to talk
cheerfully of the Human woman. Other than Crais and Aeryn, no one ever asked how he was doing, much less
talked to him as she had done. The last thing Crais heard before sleep claimed him was Talyn's 'I like her.'
***
Talyn woke Crais when Crichton left the room he shared with the two women. Crais quickly showered and
dressed. He found Crichton eating food cubes. Crais picked up a few and began eating as well. He waited in
silence. Finally, Crichton began speaking. He gave a brief summary of what happened from the time they were
captured on the planet to arriving on Talyn.
"They are the K'lar'in. You do realize that Aeryn might have been killed," Crais said hesitantly.
"I was there for two cycles."
Crais looked up to see Cassandra standing in the doorway. "How did you survive?"
"They don't kill you." She stepped into the room and picked up a food cube. "You end up killing yourself."
She popped the cube into her mouth. "Aeryn's strong, she'll know the difference between what is real and what
is not." She looked straight at him. "She is still alive." She picked up another food cube and looked at
Crichton. "Good morning, John." She popped it in her mouth.
Crichton stared at her a moment. "Morning."
"Not a good one?" He didn't reply. "Did you sleep?"
"A little."
She picked up another food cube and popped it in her mouth. "I'm ready to begin, and Chiana is getting
dressed. She says she's not hungry. I'm not really hungry either, so... whenever you are ready?"
"I'm ready now."
"Okay, I'll be in the neural cluster waiting then." She turned to look at Crais. "Top of the morning to
you." She walked out of the room, leaving Crais with a blank look on his face. Crichton took pity on him and
explained the expression.
Crais could hear her talking to Talyn as she walked down the hall. He turned to Crichton. "She talks more
than you do."
For the first time in over a monen, John smiled.
***
Crichton, Chiana, and Cassandra seemed to have adapting the sensors down to a fine art. There was little
talking and most needs were anticipated. Crichton and Cassandra did all the actual work while Chiana
supplied the tools and whatever materials were necessary. They had the sensors recalibrated within an arn.
When Talyn searched for the metal, he was able to detect the small transmitter located aboard Moya. It was
time to begin the hunt.
"I've set it up so that we can switch back and forth between sensor calibrations," Cassandra explained to
Crais, "but when you are using the one to detect the K'lar'in, you won't be able to detect anything but the
K'lar'in unless they are right on top of us."
Crais nodded. "Will Moya be coming with us?"
Cassandra turned to Crichton. He shook his head 'no.' "Stark, Zhaan, Chiana, and Rygel are staying here
with Moya. Jool will come along as our medic. D'Argo, Cassandra, and I will go in to get Aeryn."
Crais looked over at Cassandra before flicking his eyes back to Crichton. "Should she be going?" He had
seen nothing to suggest that Cassandra was anything more than a tech. Sure she carried two pistols, but she
didn't act like a soldier.
Crichton glanced over at her and saw an amused look cross her face. He looked back at Crais. "Yes."
"Chiana's asleep again," Cassandra said changing the subject. "I'll go wake her up and send her back. Com
D'Argo and Jool and tell them to come over when Chiana gets there." Cassandra turned and left.
Cassandra hugged Chiana and watched as she took off. Once she left, Cassandra tapped her com. "Zhaan?"
"Yes, Cassandra?"
"Keep an eye on Chiana will you? I think something is wrong with her."
"What do you mean?"
"I think she might being getting sick. She keeps falling asleep everywhere, and I don't think it just because
of the stress of the past monen. When I asked her about it, she told me she wasn't sleeping well at night."
"I will ask her about it."
"Thanks, Zhaan."
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
There you got your first real description of Cassandra. In case your curious about Crais's thoughts of Aeryn
and John: he respects them both, he's gotten over the inter-species thing where they are concerned, and while
he has been attracted to Aeryn in the past there aren't any emotions involved.
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!
~Artemis Luna Diana~
