Title: Meant to Be

Author(s): Elflore and Rehanna (No, Reh didn't ask if she could post this. He already told me I could do whatever I wanted with it.)

Rating: PG ...Reh was naughty and made John say "damnit" (pretty mild compared with some of my others. :)

Summary: It's John and Aeryn getting together. Isn't that enough?

Spoilers: None. Vague references to "Throne for a Loss," "Thank God it's Friday, Again," "The Flax," "DNA Mad Scientist," "Nerve," "Picture if You Will." (Don't worry if you haven't seen PiFYW, we don't give anything away. It's not even a quote we use. )

Feedback: Pleeeeease? You'll get a cookie! I promise!

Note: This was an rp for random shippiness to start with and SOMEHOW it turned into a story.. Don't ask us how, we don't know.

Disclaimer: We don't own the characters, wish we did, and then we'd be making all the money, not Jim Henson Productions, Hallmark Entertainment, Nine Networks and the SciFi Channel. Anyway, please don't sue us; you wouldn't get anything. While the characters don't belong to us, the story DOES so please don't steal it, or plagiarize it or anything like that. © Elflore and Rehanna, 2000

*New Author Note* I want a story with chapters. This one would kinda be perfect (I remember having to break it up when I sent it out for feedback). And it will have short chapters. Sorry.

Oh, and so all the lovely people who keep reviewing my J/C stories don't think I'm giving that up on them, I'm not. This was written over a year ago, but I'm becoming a review junkie, so I thought I'd post it here ;) . All reviews will be shared with Elflore (

All too soon, they stood side by side at Pilot's console. What was supposed to be Pilot's console. What would be again, if this worked.

"Aeryn... are we ready?"

"Yes, we are," she answered calmly. Too calmly, and her gaze remained locked firmly on the control pads.

John took her by the shoulders and turned her gently to face him.

"Aeryn... whatever happens... I love you. I'll find you. We'll find each other again, I promise you."

Of course, he hadn't told her his secret fear. Zhaan had said this fantasy...this whole life, alone with Aeryn...must have been built around a wish, a secret desire. But she hadn't said who's wish, who's desire...John's? Or Aeryn's? Or both? How could he know how much of this was real? Even Aeryn could be part of the illusion. Even John himself could be, for all he knew.

And worse, Zhaan hadn't said why this world had been created, why the wish or desire had been so strong. What if...what if Aeryn had died, as things were 'supposed' to be? Or John had. What if this whole dream was built on grief, on regrets, on feelings unspoken? That could never be spoken, now?

In that case...nothing changed. Five beings, five friends, still needed their help. He couldn't abandon them. And when John swore he'd find Aeryn, he meant it.

Nothing would stand in their way. Not even death.

"I hope you believe that enough for both of us," Aeryn said quietly.

"I don't have to believe. I know."

Aeryn nodded, all too calmly. "Moya understands what we're asking her to do. She's ready."

John reached out, his palm hovering over the final ignition pad. Aeryn placed her hand over his. Together, they pressed down...

"Don't look," John whispered.

He leaned in, kissing her hard on the mouth.

Moya lurched into starburst.

There was a blinding flash of light...