Title: The Journey Home
Chapter 20: Allies
Rated: R
***
The Humans were surprised when the door to their cell opened and only John entered.
He shut the door and locked it again. He leaned back on the door and stared at them,
not saying a word.
Jack started to come towards him, but John stopped him when he held up his hand.
Jack watched his son, worry creasing his brow. John said nothing; he just stared at
them. It was making everyone uncomfortable, but then that's probably why he was
doing it, Jack reasoned.
John watched as Harvey walked in and around the Humans. Neither spoke. Once Harvey
had made his way around the room, he returned to John's side and leaned up against
the door beside him.
"You should ask them if they had anyone missing at some point," Harvey said quietly.
John's behavior was making even him nervous.
John turned dull eyes to Harvey before looking back at the Humans. "Did anyone
notice someone missing?" he asked.
Jack shifted nervously. John was beginning to scare him. "Three people were
unaccounted for," he said hesitantly.
"Who were they?" John asked emotionlessly.
"Dr. Price, Dr. Mayfield, and Mr. Adams," Jack replied.
John straightened. He opened up the door and stepped out. He turned back and pulled
out his pulse pistol. "The three of you come with me."
Mr. Adams glanced nervously at Dr. Price and Dr. Mayfield before gingerly stepping
out into the hall. The two doctors followed him. John led them down into the bowels
of Moya. They finally stopped at a small cell. John locked the four of them in the
cell and put away his pistol. He sat down on the floor and stared at the three
Humans. He said nothing.
"What are you going to do to us?" Mr. Adams asked fearfully.
"One of you tried to kill my wife," John gave a soulless grin. "I'm going to kill
whoever it was."
The three blanched. "You're not serious... are you?" Dr. Price asked nervously.
"Dead serious."
"OH MY GOD! LET ME OUT!" Mr. Adams yelled and began banging on the door of the
cell.
John calmly drew his pulse pistol. "Sit down," he said mildly.
Mr. Adams took one look at the pistol and promptly passed out.
John sighed. "This is so much fun!" Harvey said grinning. John shot him a look.
"I'm sorry, John... but just look at him. Pathetic. Completely terrified... of
you. I wonder how he would feel if he ever saw me..."
"Harvey. Help or get lost," John said, his voice unchanged.
Dr. Price and Dr. Mayfield stared at John. 'Who the hell was Harvey?'
"Yes, of course. Who shall we start with?" Harvey asked.
"Dr. Mayfield." Harvey walked over to Dr. Mayfield. "Did you try to kill Aeryn?"
"No," he responded immediately.
Harvey sighed. "He's not lying that I can tell. And I had so hoped it was him. I
was looking forward to seeing you shoot him and shove him out an airlock."
"Wake him up," John said gesturing to Mr. Adams body on the floor. "Dr. Price, did
you try to kill Aeryn?"
"No, I would never."
"He's telling the truth too," Harvey sighed.
John turned to Mr. Adams who was now awake. "And you?"
"No, I did not try to kill her," he gasped.
"That's impossible," Harvey muttered.
John's gaze fastened onto him. "They can't all be telling the truth; one of them
has to be lying."
"You must be losing your touch, Harv," John said humorlessly.
Harvey had quite by accident discovered that although he was only a neural clone of
his former self, he was still able to determine if someone was lying. To discover
that the three people who had opportunity to commit the crime were all telling the
truth, was quite vexing to him.
"I don't understand," Harvey muttered under his breath, carefully examining the three
Humans.
"Give it up, Harvey. We'll just have to try the others," John said. Harvey was
examining Dr. Price when he took a hasty step back in surprise. John stood
frowning. "Harv?"
"The aliens have taken over his mind..." Dr. Price muttered under his breath.
"His brain wave patterns are changing," Harvey remarked. "Fascinating."
"What?" John asked confused.
Dr. Price lunged towards him, pulling out a knife hidden in his clothing. He slammed
into John, causing them both to crash into the wall then fall to the floor. John
grabbed the hand holding the knife, struggling to push it away from his neck.
"I must purge the evil from you, John Crichton," Dr. Price said calmly. "I will
purge the evil from us all. The aliens must die."
"Who the hell are you?" John grunted as he forced the blade to slowly rise away from
his neck.
"I am the Deliverer. I am the one who will save you." He frowned as the blade began
to rise. "Do not resist."
John felt him suddenly fall limp on top of him. He shoved the body off of him and
threw away the knife. He looked up and met Dr. Mayfield's gaze. "I may not agree
with accepting help from aliens, but I certainly don't agree with killing someone in
cold blood."
John stared at him a microt. Dr. Mayfield held out his hand. John accepted it and
stood with his help. He turned and looked at Dr. Price. "What the hell just
happened?"
"Multiple Personalities?" Dr. Mayfield questioned.
"Ah, yes! I should have realized that's what it meant!" Harvey remarked and eagerly
bent over Dr. Price.
John glanced over at Mr. Adams, once again passed out on the floor. He turned his
comm. badge back on. "Zhaan?"
"John? Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you! What have you
done with the three Humans?"
"Zhaan, I'm down here with them. Zhaan... Dr. Price is the one who tried to kill
Aeryn."
***
"He's insane! He kept talking to someone named Harvey! Lock him up! Keep him away
from me!" Mr. Adams yelled try to get as far away from John as possible.
"You were using Harvey in this?" Zhaan asked shocked. "John!"
"I have a feeling, that she doesn't trust me," Harvey said morosely.
"I don't trust you. Go away, Harv," John replied.
"It's always, 'come here!' 'go away!' Why can't we have conversations like normal
people?" Harvey complained as he disappeared.
John couldn't help but smile at Harvey's complaints. "He's gone, Zhaan."
"For the moment," she replied darkly. "Let me see your neck."
"Why, nothing is wrong with it."
"Then please tell me why you are bleeding."
John touched his neck and glanced down at his hand. Blood. "Aw frell."
Zhaan examined his neck and then patched him up. "You shouldn't have done this
without someone else with you," she lectured him. "You shouldn't even have done it
then!"
"Yes, Mom."
"Aeryn's not going to be happy when she hears about this!"
"Do you have to tell her?"
"I won't have to! The cut on your neck says it all!"
"Zhaan..."
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
well... hmmm... i don't think this is one of my better chapters that's for sure,
though i do hope that the twist threw you guys, lol. one chapter left, peps, then
the keyboard will be put up for this story. thanks to the peps reviewing and
e-mailing!
~Artemis Luna Diana~
Chapter 20: Allies
Rated: R
***
The Humans were surprised when the door to their cell opened and only John entered.
He shut the door and locked it again. He leaned back on the door and stared at them,
not saying a word.
Jack started to come towards him, but John stopped him when he held up his hand.
Jack watched his son, worry creasing his brow. John said nothing; he just stared at
them. It was making everyone uncomfortable, but then that's probably why he was
doing it, Jack reasoned.
John watched as Harvey walked in and around the Humans. Neither spoke. Once Harvey
had made his way around the room, he returned to John's side and leaned up against
the door beside him.
"You should ask them if they had anyone missing at some point," Harvey said quietly.
John's behavior was making even him nervous.
John turned dull eyes to Harvey before looking back at the Humans. "Did anyone
notice someone missing?" he asked.
Jack shifted nervously. John was beginning to scare him. "Three people were
unaccounted for," he said hesitantly.
"Who were they?" John asked emotionlessly.
"Dr. Price, Dr. Mayfield, and Mr. Adams," Jack replied.
John straightened. He opened up the door and stepped out. He turned back and pulled
out his pulse pistol. "The three of you come with me."
Mr. Adams glanced nervously at Dr. Price and Dr. Mayfield before gingerly stepping
out into the hall. The two doctors followed him. John led them down into the bowels
of Moya. They finally stopped at a small cell. John locked the four of them in the
cell and put away his pistol. He sat down on the floor and stared at the three
Humans. He said nothing.
"What are you going to do to us?" Mr. Adams asked fearfully.
"One of you tried to kill my wife," John gave a soulless grin. "I'm going to kill
whoever it was."
The three blanched. "You're not serious... are you?" Dr. Price asked nervously.
"Dead serious."
"OH MY GOD! LET ME OUT!" Mr. Adams yelled and began banging on the door of the
cell.
John calmly drew his pulse pistol. "Sit down," he said mildly.
Mr. Adams took one look at the pistol and promptly passed out.
John sighed. "This is so much fun!" Harvey said grinning. John shot him a look.
"I'm sorry, John... but just look at him. Pathetic. Completely terrified... of
you. I wonder how he would feel if he ever saw me..."
"Harvey. Help or get lost," John said, his voice unchanged.
Dr. Price and Dr. Mayfield stared at John. 'Who the hell was Harvey?'
"Yes, of course. Who shall we start with?" Harvey asked.
"Dr. Mayfield." Harvey walked over to Dr. Mayfield. "Did you try to kill Aeryn?"
"No," he responded immediately.
Harvey sighed. "He's not lying that I can tell. And I had so hoped it was him. I
was looking forward to seeing you shoot him and shove him out an airlock."
"Wake him up," John said gesturing to Mr. Adams body on the floor. "Dr. Price, did
you try to kill Aeryn?"
"No, I would never."
"He's telling the truth too," Harvey sighed.
John turned to Mr. Adams who was now awake. "And you?"
"No, I did not try to kill her," he gasped.
"That's impossible," Harvey muttered.
John's gaze fastened onto him. "They can't all be telling the truth; one of them
has to be lying."
"You must be losing your touch, Harv," John said humorlessly.
Harvey had quite by accident discovered that although he was only a neural clone of
his former self, he was still able to determine if someone was lying. To discover
that the three people who had opportunity to commit the crime were all telling the
truth, was quite vexing to him.
"I don't understand," Harvey muttered under his breath, carefully examining the three
Humans.
"Give it up, Harvey. We'll just have to try the others," John said. Harvey was
examining Dr. Price when he took a hasty step back in surprise. John stood
frowning. "Harv?"
"The aliens have taken over his mind..." Dr. Price muttered under his breath.
"His brain wave patterns are changing," Harvey remarked. "Fascinating."
"What?" John asked confused.
Dr. Price lunged towards him, pulling out a knife hidden in his clothing. He slammed
into John, causing them both to crash into the wall then fall to the floor. John
grabbed the hand holding the knife, struggling to push it away from his neck.
"I must purge the evil from you, John Crichton," Dr. Price said calmly. "I will
purge the evil from us all. The aliens must die."
"Who the hell are you?" John grunted as he forced the blade to slowly rise away from
his neck.
"I am the Deliverer. I am the one who will save you." He frowned as the blade began
to rise. "Do not resist."
John felt him suddenly fall limp on top of him. He shoved the body off of him and
threw away the knife. He looked up and met Dr. Mayfield's gaze. "I may not agree
with accepting help from aliens, but I certainly don't agree with killing someone in
cold blood."
John stared at him a microt. Dr. Mayfield held out his hand. John accepted it and
stood with his help. He turned and looked at Dr. Price. "What the hell just
happened?"
"Multiple Personalities?" Dr. Mayfield questioned.
"Ah, yes! I should have realized that's what it meant!" Harvey remarked and eagerly
bent over Dr. Price.
John glanced over at Mr. Adams, once again passed out on the floor. He turned his
comm. badge back on. "Zhaan?"
"John? Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you! What have you
done with the three Humans?"
"Zhaan, I'm down here with them. Zhaan... Dr. Price is the one who tried to kill
Aeryn."
***
"He's insane! He kept talking to someone named Harvey! Lock him up! Keep him away
from me!" Mr. Adams yelled try to get as far away from John as possible.
"You were using Harvey in this?" Zhaan asked shocked. "John!"
"I have a feeling, that she doesn't trust me," Harvey said morosely.
"I don't trust you. Go away, Harv," John replied.
"It's always, 'come here!' 'go away!' Why can't we have conversations like normal
people?" Harvey complained as he disappeared.
John couldn't help but smile at Harvey's complaints. "He's gone, Zhaan."
"For the moment," she replied darkly. "Let me see your neck."
"Why, nothing is wrong with it."
"Then please tell me why you are bleeding."
John touched his neck and glanced down at his hand. Blood. "Aw frell."
Zhaan examined his neck and then patched him up. "You shouldn't have done this
without someone else with you," she lectured him. "You shouldn't even have done it
then!"
"Yes, Mom."
"Aeryn's not going to be happy when she hears about this!"
"Do you have to tell her?"
"I won't have to! The cut on your neck says it all!"
"Zhaan..."
***
TBC
WELL... what do ya think? Please review or send me an e-mail!
well... hmmm... i don't think this is one of my better chapters that's for sure,
though i do hope that the twist threw you guys, lol. one chapter left, peps, then
the keyboard will be put up for this story. thanks to the peps reviewing and
e-mailing!
~Artemis Luna Diana~
