Jool ran I to John's quarters at a full tilt.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked at her almost earsplitting range.

"That's what I need you to find out." Aeryn said from where she still sat on the side of the bed.

"You don't think its contagious do you?" Jool was still tentatively standing back.

"Get over here NOW!" Aeryn yelled with authority, she couldn't deal with this right now.

"Alright, alright." Jool seemed to be talking more to herself then to Aeryn though. She approached John with her bag of herbs and scanners held before as though in way of protection. She nodded to herself, to reassure herself everything was ok, and then took out her scanner and ran it over his fluctuating body. Getting a clear scan proved nearly impossible with his fluctuations.

"I can't get a reading Aeryn. With out that's its really not possible for me to determine what's wrong with any accuracy.

"We need to know what caused this." Aeryn said under her breath.

"When it comes to Crichton your guess is better then mine." Jool flopped down on the opposite side of the bed from Aeryn.

"Aeryn tried to reach out and brush a bead of sweat from Johns brow, but her hand went right through.

"That's just not right." Jool said as Aeryn pulled her hand free and stared at it absently.

John looked around him a bit startled. He had been about to hug his dad and introduce him to Chiana, and then suddenly he found himself in the bowls of a command carrier. He wasn't even sure how he knew it was a carrier. Its bulkheads were as unremarkable as any he had seen. It was like someone else had just placed the information in his mind.

He walked over to one of the bulkheads and ran his hand along the surface; it felt real, as this must be real, right.

He was quickly losing his hesitation and disorientation, it was as if this was right where he was supposed to be, where he belonged.

Suddenly he heard Craises voice over the ship wide comms. "Pilots scramble to fighters."

As if he had done it his whole life, John ran from the small room he was in and into the crowed corridor, and he knew exactly where he was going.

Chiana had been about to be introduced to John's father, not an entirely unpleasant endeavor, when suddenly John just disappeared. One microt he was there, the next he just wasn't.

The strange thing was that Jack, who was in the motion of moving forward to embrace his son, just kept walking and hugged her instead.

"So sorry John couldn't be her to greet you." He said soothingly.

Chiana hugged back reluctantly. She was trying to remember why this had seemed wrong a moment ago. She couldn't put her finger on it. She was meshing well in this world.

Jack stepped back from the hug and looked her in the eyes.

"Come, have something to drink, we'll wait for him together." He extended his arm to her.

"Sounds good to me old man." She put her arm in his like she had been doing it all her life.

Jack just chuckled softly as he lead her away.

John's body twitched as though he had been struck. Aeryn looked on helplessly with no idea what to do. It wasn't I position she liked to be in.

"If he caught something local, then I won't be much help, I'm new here you know." Jool was saying.

They had come to the conclusion it had to be a virus. But the strangest thing John had done lately was to accompany Chiana to the last commerce planet.

"It could be a normal phase in his life cycle." Jool suggested.

"No he would have told me, I would know about this."

"Ok then maybe we need to talk to Chiana."

*chapter five wont take so long I hope