A/N: Well I guess I need to write this up since the author of a story I'm
reading won't put up the next part until I write this :) Thank you for your
encouragement, my readers. I truly appreciate it. I guess I need to write
disclaimers from now on, even though I hate them lol I don't like to admit
I don't own Farscape :)
Disclaimers: I don't own Farscape, the Henson Company and many other skilled people do. I'm borrowing the characters for a bit of entertainment hehe.
1 Just One Kiss part 4
John had just carried Aeryn in. She looked so pale and tiered. It reminded him of the day she died. But then, however, she looked much more peaceful then this. She was suffering in some way, but how exactly, he didn't know. The worst part was that he felt it was all his fault. Harvey was in the room, shaking his head at John.
"You know very well it isn't your fault, John" Harvey said matter-of- factly. "It was those ruthless boys that did this to her, not you."
"But she walked out because of me" John said, a sad expression on his face. "Therefore, I started this mess."
"Self-pity will get you no where, John" Harvey had said for what had seemed the one-thousandth time. "Now you need to focus. You are in quite the sticky situation. Aeryn is out cold, Moya has Starbursted away, and this planet is full of people who absolutely hate peacekeepers. For starters, I suggest you stop looking like one."
John groaned.
"That means I have to go shopping. One, I'm not just going to leave her here alone, it's too dangerous, plus, well, didn't you see what those people were wearing? I might as well join the taliban! Only, it's crossed- over with clothes from Tahiti!"
"It's not that bad, John. See? Look at me!"
John, who had been staring at Aeryn and the ground at different times, now looked up at Harvey, who sported the clothes the locals wore. He was wearing several layers of orange and emerald clothes with a funny hat that seemed to be popular, which seemed to be a triangle-box with beads hanging from the sides. The site looked, needless to say, quite funny. John, in turn, burst out laughing.
"I happen to like it!" Harvey said with a disgruntled look on his face.
John chuckled, but then put on a serious tone.
"I'm not wearing that."
"This isn't the only kind of clothes there are. I do recall seeing some other styles that you might like…of course, you could always dress as a woman."
"Alright, alright! Well, maybe that delvian can help me in the fashion department. I'll definitely need to get different clothes for Aeryn, anyways. She'll be extremely hot in leather."
John chuckled at what he said.
Aeryn stirred. Her brow was furrowed, as though she were thinking about something.
"Aeryn?"
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. They were glossy, as though she couldn't see quite properly. She blinked, and then she seemed a bit more normal. She looked up at John.
"Wha-what's going on?" her voice said, shaky.
"Aeryn," John said, slowly, "Do you remember what happened in the bar?"
"The bar…" she repeated, thinking hard. "Yes, I do. You were kissing all those women just to make me jealous. Well I'll tell you one thing, John Crichton, it didn't work. I-"
Aeryn stopped and then looked around.
"You-we escaped Scorpius and the empress? John, we are free! But how? How did you-"
She stopped again and looked at him. John had a bewildered look on his face, but Aeryn seemed to miss it. Her train of thought was rapid.
"Zhann and the others have no idea where we are, do they?"
John didn't know what to say. Obviously the poison brought on heat delirium, but how could he keep her mind on track?
"Aeryn, you were poisoned, and we've gone way past the Royal Planet. We invaded a shadow depositry, we found out that Scorpius put a neural chip in my brain, causing you to…um, well, Aeryn, everything that you were just talking about was over a cycle ago. A lot has happened since then…"
Aeryn gave him a quizzical look.
"What the frell are you talking about, John?" she asked.
"You were just poisoned in a bar, and I guess you have some sort of heat delirium thing going on…but you aren't sweaty or anything, this just doesn't make any sense…"
Aeryn looked just as bewildered as John did.
"Well, I do feel a bit shaky and hot, but…I don't understand. What happened? Heat delirium isn't like this…and…how…? No. You're just…joking with me, right?"
John sighed and shrugged. What could he tell her?
Harvey, who was still watching, came up next to John.
"You know, you can use this time difference to your advantage" he said, a smile playing at his lips.
"What do you mean?" John whispered back. He didn't want Aeryn to hear, as this might freak her out even more. She was staring out the window, looking puzzled.
"I mean," Harvey said slowly, "Aeryn doesn't know she died, or Zhann, or that Chiana cheated on Dargo, but, specifically, she doesn't know you've been doubled, that she stayed on Talyn with the other you, who eventually died and left her heart-broken. You now know she loves you. And, considering the fact that she still has a sort of wild feeling that the time frame is still over a cycle ago…"
John's eyes slightly widened. It was true, after all. She didn't know. Perhaps those long months without her could be made up…
No, John thought, shaking his head. That would be terrible of me. But…oh, God, she's so beautiful…maybe I could tell her that I love her. Besides, I don't want her getting confused…
"Um, here, Aeryn, take this. I need to go shopping for a bit. The locals around here hate people in leather, and this delvian is going to help me get you feeling better. Just wait here. And, uh, forget what I said a few minutes ago. Just babbling, I guess..."
Aeryn smiled at him.
"I only wear leather, though, it's my trademark" she said, a smile playing at her lips.
"You got poisoned because of looking like a peacekeeper," John said with a chuckle. They were talking the way they used to. It felt good to talk to her conversation-like again.
"I'll be right back. You might have to wear something you don't like much necessarily, but you'll look good in it, and it's comfortable, nonetheless."
"Alright. Don't be gone long, though, I want to hear about how you managed to escape the empress and bring me without me even knowing. It should be pretty interesting."
John stopped as he got to the door.
1.1 I'd better start thinking of ideas, or else I'm done for…
************
"Crais, I must speak to you."
Captain Bialar Crais turned to look at the dominar. Rygel looked extremely serious.
"Obviously this must be very important to you if you wish to speak to me alone on Talyn."
"It is. Moya refuses to Starburst away from Talyn to retrieve Aeryn and Crichton. Pilot has tried everything to persuade her, but she won't listen. She is worried about Talyn, and whenever she tries to talk to him, he won't tell her anything. Has he told you of anything?"
Crais sighed.
"I've tried very hard, but he won't respond to me. He seems to be off in another universe. I'm not sure, but it might be because either Talyn feels guilty about the other Crichton dying and believes that this will bring them back together, or possibly because he still doesn't like Crichton at all, or perhaps, it's teenage emotions that is driving him somewhere else, but he won't tell me. It's-very stressful for me."
Rygel sighed.
"Talyn, I know you are listening to us. Know this. Whatever the cause may be, both Crichton and Aeryn are in grave danger. The sebaceans on that planet happen to hate peacekeepers and they usually try to kill them the first chance they get. Crichton and Aeryn might not be peacekeepers, but by the way they dress, it certainly appears like it to people who don't know them. What would you do if someone tried to kill Aeryn? She could even be dead now. You must tell us why you are doing this, Talyn. We need to go back and save them. Moya won't leave without you."
Talyn flickered a bit, then stopped.
"Did he say something?"
"No" Crais sighed.
Have I stayed in character still? Is this still any good? Let me know in your feedback. The more feedback I get, the faster I'll write the next part and put it up.
Disclaimers: I don't own Farscape, the Henson Company and many other skilled people do. I'm borrowing the characters for a bit of entertainment hehe.
1 Just One Kiss part 4
John had just carried Aeryn in. She looked so pale and tiered. It reminded him of the day she died. But then, however, she looked much more peaceful then this. She was suffering in some way, but how exactly, he didn't know. The worst part was that he felt it was all his fault. Harvey was in the room, shaking his head at John.
"You know very well it isn't your fault, John" Harvey said matter-of- factly. "It was those ruthless boys that did this to her, not you."
"But she walked out because of me" John said, a sad expression on his face. "Therefore, I started this mess."
"Self-pity will get you no where, John" Harvey had said for what had seemed the one-thousandth time. "Now you need to focus. You are in quite the sticky situation. Aeryn is out cold, Moya has Starbursted away, and this planet is full of people who absolutely hate peacekeepers. For starters, I suggest you stop looking like one."
John groaned.
"That means I have to go shopping. One, I'm not just going to leave her here alone, it's too dangerous, plus, well, didn't you see what those people were wearing? I might as well join the taliban! Only, it's crossed- over with clothes from Tahiti!"
"It's not that bad, John. See? Look at me!"
John, who had been staring at Aeryn and the ground at different times, now looked up at Harvey, who sported the clothes the locals wore. He was wearing several layers of orange and emerald clothes with a funny hat that seemed to be popular, which seemed to be a triangle-box with beads hanging from the sides. The site looked, needless to say, quite funny. John, in turn, burst out laughing.
"I happen to like it!" Harvey said with a disgruntled look on his face.
John chuckled, but then put on a serious tone.
"I'm not wearing that."
"This isn't the only kind of clothes there are. I do recall seeing some other styles that you might like…of course, you could always dress as a woman."
"Alright, alright! Well, maybe that delvian can help me in the fashion department. I'll definitely need to get different clothes for Aeryn, anyways. She'll be extremely hot in leather."
John chuckled at what he said.
Aeryn stirred. Her brow was furrowed, as though she were thinking about something.
"Aeryn?"
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. They were glossy, as though she couldn't see quite properly. She blinked, and then she seemed a bit more normal. She looked up at John.
"Wha-what's going on?" her voice said, shaky.
"Aeryn," John said, slowly, "Do you remember what happened in the bar?"
"The bar…" she repeated, thinking hard. "Yes, I do. You were kissing all those women just to make me jealous. Well I'll tell you one thing, John Crichton, it didn't work. I-"
Aeryn stopped and then looked around.
"You-we escaped Scorpius and the empress? John, we are free! But how? How did you-"
She stopped again and looked at him. John had a bewildered look on his face, but Aeryn seemed to miss it. Her train of thought was rapid.
"Zhann and the others have no idea where we are, do they?"
John didn't know what to say. Obviously the poison brought on heat delirium, but how could he keep her mind on track?
"Aeryn, you were poisoned, and we've gone way past the Royal Planet. We invaded a shadow depositry, we found out that Scorpius put a neural chip in my brain, causing you to…um, well, Aeryn, everything that you were just talking about was over a cycle ago. A lot has happened since then…"
Aeryn gave him a quizzical look.
"What the frell are you talking about, John?" she asked.
"You were just poisoned in a bar, and I guess you have some sort of heat delirium thing going on…but you aren't sweaty or anything, this just doesn't make any sense…"
Aeryn looked just as bewildered as John did.
"Well, I do feel a bit shaky and hot, but…I don't understand. What happened? Heat delirium isn't like this…and…how…? No. You're just…joking with me, right?"
John sighed and shrugged. What could he tell her?
Harvey, who was still watching, came up next to John.
"You know, you can use this time difference to your advantage" he said, a smile playing at his lips.
"What do you mean?" John whispered back. He didn't want Aeryn to hear, as this might freak her out even more. She was staring out the window, looking puzzled.
"I mean," Harvey said slowly, "Aeryn doesn't know she died, or Zhann, or that Chiana cheated on Dargo, but, specifically, she doesn't know you've been doubled, that she stayed on Talyn with the other you, who eventually died and left her heart-broken. You now know she loves you. And, considering the fact that she still has a sort of wild feeling that the time frame is still over a cycle ago…"
John's eyes slightly widened. It was true, after all. She didn't know. Perhaps those long months without her could be made up…
No, John thought, shaking his head. That would be terrible of me. But…oh, God, she's so beautiful…maybe I could tell her that I love her. Besides, I don't want her getting confused…
"Um, here, Aeryn, take this. I need to go shopping for a bit. The locals around here hate people in leather, and this delvian is going to help me get you feeling better. Just wait here. And, uh, forget what I said a few minutes ago. Just babbling, I guess..."
Aeryn smiled at him.
"I only wear leather, though, it's my trademark" she said, a smile playing at her lips.
"You got poisoned because of looking like a peacekeeper," John said with a chuckle. They were talking the way they used to. It felt good to talk to her conversation-like again.
"I'll be right back. You might have to wear something you don't like much necessarily, but you'll look good in it, and it's comfortable, nonetheless."
"Alright. Don't be gone long, though, I want to hear about how you managed to escape the empress and bring me without me even knowing. It should be pretty interesting."
John stopped as he got to the door.
1.1 I'd better start thinking of ideas, or else I'm done for…
************
"Crais, I must speak to you."
Captain Bialar Crais turned to look at the dominar. Rygel looked extremely serious.
"Obviously this must be very important to you if you wish to speak to me alone on Talyn."
"It is. Moya refuses to Starburst away from Talyn to retrieve Aeryn and Crichton. Pilot has tried everything to persuade her, but she won't listen. She is worried about Talyn, and whenever she tries to talk to him, he won't tell her anything. Has he told you of anything?"
Crais sighed.
"I've tried very hard, but he won't respond to me. He seems to be off in another universe. I'm not sure, but it might be because either Talyn feels guilty about the other Crichton dying and believes that this will bring them back together, or possibly because he still doesn't like Crichton at all, or perhaps, it's teenage emotions that is driving him somewhere else, but he won't tell me. It's-very stressful for me."
Rygel sighed.
"Talyn, I know you are listening to us. Know this. Whatever the cause may be, both Crichton and Aeryn are in grave danger. The sebaceans on that planet happen to hate peacekeepers and they usually try to kill them the first chance they get. Crichton and Aeryn might not be peacekeepers, but by the way they dress, it certainly appears like it to people who don't know them. What would you do if someone tried to kill Aeryn? She could even be dead now. You must tell us why you are doing this, Talyn. We need to go back and save them. Moya won't leave without you."
Talyn flickered a bit, then stopped.
"Did he say something?"
"No" Crais sighed.
Have I stayed in character still? Is this still any good? Let me know in your feedback. The more feedback I get, the faster I'll write the next part and put it up.