1 Nothing's Quite The Same
Story by: Neuroscpr and Can
P16 by: Can
Setting: After DWTB, spoilers up until that ep
Rating: R
Summary: John and the other displaced members of the crew embark on their own missions as Moya heads into unknown territory
The ship soared away from the satellite station. They had no time to spare as the debris from the explosion was headed for them. D'Argo set the ship for full power hoping to avoid any collision with the remnants.
Just as he sighed with relief, knowing they had pulled ahead of the explosion, Chiana yelled, " Peacekeeper vessel!"
John and D'Argo echoed the word, " Frell!"
"C'mon D. We have to get out of here. Somehow I don't think they rightly care whether they take us dead or alive."
D'Argo was struggling with the controls, trying to maneuver out of the vessels range. "What does it look like I'm doing!"
They all felt it then. The docking web from the carrier was trying to drag them in. Chiana was in a panic, fearing her vision might come true.
"D'Argo, you've got to figure a way out of this. Talk to your ship or something!"
D'Argo slammed his fist on the console, " I'm doing the best I can!" The anger in his voice caused her to take a step back.
John took her arm and squeezed it gently. "It's ok, Pip. Just calm down," he said, trying to sound calmer than he felt. "We'll get out of this. We always do."
Chiana put her hand over his and replied, "Maybe not this time." Her heart was sinking as she felt the final pull on the ship.
John saw the Luxan's head drop in defeat, knowing full well they had lost the battle.
D'Argo looked at John, "Well what's the plan now Crichton?"
John snickered slightly, feeling the rattlers in his stomach. "Plan? No plan this time D'Argo. We'll just have to wing it. Just take my lead."
D'Argo and Chiana looked at John with skepticism in their face.
"I would have thought that even you would have come up with something better than that Crichton," D'Argo replied, shaking his head.
"Just do it D'Argo, ok?" John felt the sweat starting to form on his brow as he felt the ship settle in the carrier bay.
"Some things never change," D'Argo mumbled under his breath.
The crew could see the armed peacekeepers surrounding the ship. They all stayed put waiting to be forced out of the ship. The wait seemed an eternity, when it was merely a matter of microts before the peacekeepers cleared a path for Commandant Mele-On Grayza.
"Commander, I order you and your crew to disembark immediately! You are all under arrest, by order of High Command!"
John's mind was working overtime, trying to come up with something that would save his friends.
"Ok guys, listen up. Here's what we're going to do," John said, demanding Chiana's and D'Argo's attention. "I'm going out there, alone. That should distract them long enough to give you guys enough time to blow this place."
Chiana protested. "No John. You can't do that! I won't let you!"
"Chiana's right, John. We won't let you sacrifice yourself for us!"
"Well, you don't have a choice," John exclaimed. "If you don't get away, we're all frelled including me. At least I stand a chance if you're free." That said John headed for the hatch.
Chiana tried to grab him. He shook her off and looked down at both of them. "It's the only way."
D'Argo softly pulled Chiana back. "I hope you are right, John."
John nodded his thanks and went through the hatch to face his nemesis.
xxxxx
"How did you hear of this?" Aeryn asked, almost fearful of the answer.
"For a rebel you haven't kept up with things very well. The Hynerian Empire has been for all intents and purposes taken over by the peacekeepers. The Dominar was just a figure head to do our bidding."
Aeryn put her pulse pistol to his head, angered by his bragging. "I don't want an analysis, just the frelling facts!"
The peacekeeper soldier knew he had definitely said the wrong thing. "Ok, ok! Just get that pistol away from me!"
Aeryn slowly backed away from the soldier, calming down. "Just tell me what I want to know! What's the Dominar's name?"
The peacekeeper tried to gather himself to continue. He knew she was not someone he wanted to anger again. "The last report I received was that the Dominar Bishan had died by the hands of hostiles. The facts are still unclear."
Aeryn was relieved it wasn't Rygel. As much as she detested him sometimes she still didn't want any harm to come to him.
Aeryn wearily called for the guards, "Take him back to his cell."
xxxxx
John hit the carrier deck, arms over his head. "Ok, Grayza. Here I am, John Crichton in the flesh. I'm not going to fight you anymore."
Chiana watched from the ship, " Hurry D'Argo. I don't think we have much time. Grayza is approaching John and she doesn't look to happy."
"Just give me another microt."
Grayza had a slight smile on her lips as she pulled the pistol from its holster. She pointed it at John as she approached him.
"I know you aren't alone Commander. Tell the others to come out!"
Avoiding her statement, John said, "Hey, what's with the gun. I'm needed alive, remember?"
"That is now up to me!" Grayza smiled as she pulled the trigger, hitting him square in the chest.
Crichton hit the ground in intense pain, gasping for air. He felt the spasms but couldn't move.
Grayza looked down on him with a satisfied expression. "Now for the others!"
"This is Commandant Grayza. I command you to vacate your ship at once. The Commander has only been stunned for now. Next time he may not be so lucky."
The soldiers pointed their weapons as D'Argo and Chiana exited the ship.
Triumphant, Grayza spoke. "I thought that would change your mind."
She eyed both of them, especially Chiana. " Nebari," she said turning up her nose. "Take the Human and Nebari to a cell. I will start with the Luxan."
xxxxx
Chiana was by John's side as they threw him into the cell. The effects of the stun gun were wearing off and she could visibly see the pain in his expression.
John turned to his side, clutching his chest. "Oh God that hurt!"
"You alright John?" Chiana asked seeing his muscles twitching.
"Frell…Chiana. Ugh," he whispered, closing his eyes.
Chiana held him trying to offer some comfort for the painful spasms that racked his body. "Just hold on John. It should be over soon." She hoped D'Argo was in better shape than John.
xxxxx
"You are quite resourceful, if I may say, Ka D'Argo, as is your ship," Grayza stated, slowly circling the chained Luxan. "We are studying it as we speak."
D'Argo refused to acknowledge the peacekeeper by staring straight ahead.
Grayza sighed, seeing the stubborn Luxan's stare. "If you will D'Argo, understand one thing. There are certain things I want to know and I will get my answers, one way or another."
She saw a slight flicker in D'Argo's eyes and continued, "What is your allegiance with that Nebari?" Definitely a reaction now. She knew she was making headway.
"She knows nothing," D'Argo finally replied. "Chiana only joined up with us on the satellite."
Grayza nodded, pleased he had finally spoken. "Tell me what I want to know and I will tell you something that will please you."
This piqued D'Argo's interest.
"What happened to the Luxan ship? We lost contact with it and I know you were there! It's imperative I find Kor Tosko."
D'Argo scowled at the Luxan name. "He was nothing but a coward!" D'Argo caught himself and simply said, " I don't make deals with the enemy!"
Grayza's smiled ready to use the one thing she knew would affect him. "Bring the Nebari," Grayza ordered, watching the stunned expression on D'Argo's face.
D'Argo fought against the chains now, but to no avail. "Leave her be! She knows nothing!"
Grayza held her hand up to the guards. "Ah, but you do. Answer me and I'll leave her alone…at least for now!"
D'Argo conceded knowing he couldn't let them hurt Chiana. "I don't know what happened to him. The ship was disintegrating and I lost sight of him. I just assumed he found a transport pod and left the ship."
Grayza studied the Luxan as he answered her question. She felt he was telling the truth to protect the Nebari. She knew her little ruse had worked.
"I can accept that answer Ka D'Argo," she said; ready to darken his day even more. She stood in front of him now, "And what has been your wish, since escaping so many cycles ago?"
D'Argo growled at her implication.
She laughed at him. "Macton! He's on his way to personally meet with you! You should be quite honored Ka D'Argo."
Her laughter echoed in his ears as the anger welled in him. "Take him to a separate cell, as I'm done with this one. Bring Crichton!"
As D'Argo was escorted out, only one thing was going through his mind, revenge.
xxxxx
The only effect that remained with John was a slight burning sensation in his chest. He ignored it as he and Chiana tried to find a way to escape, D'Argo never far from their minds.
"What the frell does she want with us John? Now with Scorpius gone, there's no one to formulate the wormhole technology anyway," Chiana said pacing back and forth.
"We don't know that Pip," John said, rubbing his chest. "Sides we're still wanted by the peacekeepers for destroying the Gammak Base."
They both heard the commotion in the corridor with D'Argo, John jumping to his feet. Chiana was already to the door.
"I will kill him when I see him!" The Luxan shouted, pain in his voice. "I will kill that useless peace of dren!"
The guards were struggling with the Luxan, his anger making him more powerful. They finally managed to get the cell open and deposit him in it.
Chiana and John were relieved that D'Argo was all right, but then heard the soldiers shift towards their way.
The cell door opened. Two guards entered grabbing John by the arms, pushing him into the corridor. "The Commandant demands your presence. Move!"
Chiana felt helpless as the door was slammed in her face.
xxxxx
The room was nothing like John had ever seen before on a carrier. Of course he was used to Scorpy's carrier. He had his own form of torture. This room definitely said, torture chamber, suddenly feeling the soldiers pulling his arms into the shackles.
Settling down, he looked around seeing no one at first but the soldiers. Suddenly Grayza appeared out of the shadows. The rattlers in his stomach were worse than ever.
Grayza stood in front of him, confident and in full control. "Well Commander, the last time I saw you, you were holding a gun to my head. Amazing how things can change in such little time."
John always thought Scorpy was his worst nightmare. He was having second thoughts as he looked into this woman's malevolent face.
"Well, maybe that was a mistake," John said. "I didn't know who the hell you were. All I knew was that you were threatening my ship!"
Grayza thought about this for a microt and conceded, "Point well taken, Commander. But the rest of your endeavors were targeted. We cannot allow that to happen again. You have made nothing but a mockery of High Command! We are trying to sign a truce with the Scarrans and you have done nothing but interfere!"
"Well sorry about that. We were kinda kept out of the loop, being hunted by Scorpy and all." John didn't know where this was leading, but he knew it couldn't be a good thing.
"Enough Crichton! I want to know the whereabouts of Aeryn Sun and the Leviathan!"
"That's a good question, Grayza," John said, chuckling. "So do I."
The human's response angered her, as she backhanded him across the face.
John's head spun for a microt. Turning his head, staring at her, he spat the blood out of his mouth.
"You really didn't expect me to believe that did you? Don't play me for a fool. I've heard stories about you and Officer Sun."
John didn't know how much wrath he would bring down upon himself with his answer. "I don't have a frelling clue where Aeryn or Moya are!" For once John was glad he didn't, at least there was no way he could ever betray them.
Grayza felt it incredulously to believe he didn't know where she was above all of the crew. "Shackle his feet and take him up!"
The soldiers scurried hurriedly to obey her command. John felt his legs secured and the chains pulled as his body was pulled in two different directions. He gritted his teeth as the pain increased with each pull, the sweat bathing his body.
Grayza satisfied now, asked again, "Where is she?"
"I…h…have…n…no…frelling…c…clue," John answered, trying to fight off the oblivion that tried to consume him.
Grayza watched him hang from the chains. As much as he tried to hide the pain, she could see it in his face.
John felt as if his body was being ripped apart, as the sweat poured down his face. He tried to focus on something other than the pain but Grayza's voice brought him back.
"Commander, are you ready to cooperate now?"
John spoke only two words. "Don't…know."
Half an arn later, she decided he spoke the truth. She instructed her men to take him down and back to his cell.
John hit the ground hard as he felt the chains removed. He tried to stand on his own, but was too unsteady as he fell to his knees. The soldiers picked him up and dragged him back to his cell, depositing him in a heap on the floor.
Chiana ran to John, as he tried to get to his feet, only to just grind his face in the dirt since he had no feeling in them.
"Hey old man, just take it easy," Chiana said as she tried to catch his falling body. "Let me help you," She pulled him over to the mat and settled him on it.
Chiana looked at the tired face. "Bad huh?"
John smiled, more for her than for him, " Naw, just a cake walk compared to Scorpy," he said, grimacing, trying to get some feeling back. "Anything from D'Argo?"
"Just a lot of ranting! I don't know what the frell she said to him but all he's done is curse in his language," Chiana replied, frustrated. "Besides what we heard earlier, the only thing I could understand was one word, Macton, and we all know who that is."
"Oh frell, Chi," John said rubbing his face, hoping he was wrong about why is friend was so distraught. "Why can't we ever get a break?"
Chiana heard the footsteps first. "They're coming back, Crichton. It's got to be me this time."
John pushed Chiana behind him as the cell door opened. A single guard stood there. "The Nebari is to come with me."
"I don't think so. She doesn't know anything," John said, using the wall to pull his shaking body up.
The guard advanced into the cell and simply knocked John up against the wall as he grabbed Chiana, kicking and screaming.
Story by: Neuroscpr and Can
P16 by: Can
Setting: After DWTB, spoilers up until that ep
Rating: R
Summary: John and the other displaced members of the crew embark on their own missions as Moya heads into unknown territory
The ship soared away from the satellite station. They had no time to spare as the debris from the explosion was headed for them. D'Argo set the ship for full power hoping to avoid any collision with the remnants.
Just as he sighed with relief, knowing they had pulled ahead of the explosion, Chiana yelled, " Peacekeeper vessel!"
John and D'Argo echoed the word, " Frell!"
"C'mon D. We have to get out of here. Somehow I don't think they rightly care whether they take us dead or alive."
D'Argo was struggling with the controls, trying to maneuver out of the vessels range. "What does it look like I'm doing!"
They all felt it then. The docking web from the carrier was trying to drag them in. Chiana was in a panic, fearing her vision might come true.
"D'Argo, you've got to figure a way out of this. Talk to your ship or something!"
D'Argo slammed his fist on the console, " I'm doing the best I can!" The anger in his voice caused her to take a step back.
John took her arm and squeezed it gently. "It's ok, Pip. Just calm down," he said, trying to sound calmer than he felt. "We'll get out of this. We always do."
Chiana put her hand over his and replied, "Maybe not this time." Her heart was sinking as she felt the final pull on the ship.
John saw the Luxan's head drop in defeat, knowing full well they had lost the battle.
D'Argo looked at John, "Well what's the plan now Crichton?"
John snickered slightly, feeling the rattlers in his stomach. "Plan? No plan this time D'Argo. We'll just have to wing it. Just take my lead."
D'Argo and Chiana looked at John with skepticism in their face.
"I would have thought that even you would have come up with something better than that Crichton," D'Argo replied, shaking his head.
"Just do it D'Argo, ok?" John felt the sweat starting to form on his brow as he felt the ship settle in the carrier bay.
"Some things never change," D'Argo mumbled under his breath.
The crew could see the armed peacekeepers surrounding the ship. They all stayed put waiting to be forced out of the ship. The wait seemed an eternity, when it was merely a matter of microts before the peacekeepers cleared a path for Commandant Mele-On Grayza.
"Commander, I order you and your crew to disembark immediately! You are all under arrest, by order of High Command!"
John's mind was working overtime, trying to come up with something that would save his friends.
"Ok guys, listen up. Here's what we're going to do," John said, demanding Chiana's and D'Argo's attention. "I'm going out there, alone. That should distract them long enough to give you guys enough time to blow this place."
Chiana protested. "No John. You can't do that! I won't let you!"
"Chiana's right, John. We won't let you sacrifice yourself for us!"
"Well, you don't have a choice," John exclaimed. "If you don't get away, we're all frelled including me. At least I stand a chance if you're free." That said John headed for the hatch.
Chiana tried to grab him. He shook her off and looked down at both of them. "It's the only way."
D'Argo softly pulled Chiana back. "I hope you are right, John."
John nodded his thanks and went through the hatch to face his nemesis.
xxxxx
"How did you hear of this?" Aeryn asked, almost fearful of the answer.
"For a rebel you haven't kept up with things very well. The Hynerian Empire has been for all intents and purposes taken over by the peacekeepers. The Dominar was just a figure head to do our bidding."
Aeryn put her pulse pistol to his head, angered by his bragging. "I don't want an analysis, just the frelling facts!"
The peacekeeper soldier knew he had definitely said the wrong thing. "Ok, ok! Just get that pistol away from me!"
Aeryn slowly backed away from the soldier, calming down. "Just tell me what I want to know! What's the Dominar's name?"
The peacekeeper tried to gather himself to continue. He knew she was not someone he wanted to anger again. "The last report I received was that the Dominar Bishan had died by the hands of hostiles. The facts are still unclear."
Aeryn was relieved it wasn't Rygel. As much as she detested him sometimes she still didn't want any harm to come to him.
Aeryn wearily called for the guards, "Take him back to his cell."
xxxxx
John hit the carrier deck, arms over his head. "Ok, Grayza. Here I am, John Crichton in the flesh. I'm not going to fight you anymore."
Chiana watched from the ship, " Hurry D'Argo. I don't think we have much time. Grayza is approaching John and she doesn't look to happy."
"Just give me another microt."
Grayza had a slight smile on her lips as she pulled the pistol from its holster. She pointed it at John as she approached him.
"I know you aren't alone Commander. Tell the others to come out!"
Avoiding her statement, John said, "Hey, what's with the gun. I'm needed alive, remember?"
"That is now up to me!" Grayza smiled as she pulled the trigger, hitting him square in the chest.
Crichton hit the ground in intense pain, gasping for air. He felt the spasms but couldn't move.
Grayza looked down on him with a satisfied expression. "Now for the others!"
"This is Commandant Grayza. I command you to vacate your ship at once. The Commander has only been stunned for now. Next time he may not be so lucky."
The soldiers pointed their weapons as D'Argo and Chiana exited the ship.
Triumphant, Grayza spoke. "I thought that would change your mind."
She eyed both of them, especially Chiana. " Nebari," she said turning up her nose. "Take the Human and Nebari to a cell. I will start with the Luxan."
xxxxx
Chiana was by John's side as they threw him into the cell. The effects of the stun gun were wearing off and she could visibly see the pain in his expression.
John turned to his side, clutching his chest. "Oh God that hurt!"
"You alright John?" Chiana asked seeing his muscles twitching.
"Frell…Chiana. Ugh," he whispered, closing his eyes.
Chiana held him trying to offer some comfort for the painful spasms that racked his body. "Just hold on John. It should be over soon." She hoped D'Argo was in better shape than John.
xxxxx
"You are quite resourceful, if I may say, Ka D'Argo, as is your ship," Grayza stated, slowly circling the chained Luxan. "We are studying it as we speak."
D'Argo refused to acknowledge the peacekeeper by staring straight ahead.
Grayza sighed, seeing the stubborn Luxan's stare. "If you will D'Argo, understand one thing. There are certain things I want to know and I will get my answers, one way or another."
She saw a slight flicker in D'Argo's eyes and continued, "What is your allegiance with that Nebari?" Definitely a reaction now. She knew she was making headway.
"She knows nothing," D'Argo finally replied. "Chiana only joined up with us on the satellite."
Grayza nodded, pleased he had finally spoken. "Tell me what I want to know and I will tell you something that will please you."
This piqued D'Argo's interest.
"What happened to the Luxan ship? We lost contact with it and I know you were there! It's imperative I find Kor Tosko."
D'Argo scowled at the Luxan name. "He was nothing but a coward!" D'Argo caught himself and simply said, " I don't make deals with the enemy!"
Grayza's smiled ready to use the one thing she knew would affect him. "Bring the Nebari," Grayza ordered, watching the stunned expression on D'Argo's face.
D'Argo fought against the chains now, but to no avail. "Leave her be! She knows nothing!"
Grayza held her hand up to the guards. "Ah, but you do. Answer me and I'll leave her alone…at least for now!"
D'Argo conceded knowing he couldn't let them hurt Chiana. "I don't know what happened to him. The ship was disintegrating and I lost sight of him. I just assumed he found a transport pod and left the ship."
Grayza studied the Luxan as he answered her question. She felt he was telling the truth to protect the Nebari. She knew her little ruse had worked.
"I can accept that answer Ka D'Argo," she said; ready to darken his day even more. She stood in front of him now, "And what has been your wish, since escaping so many cycles ago?"
D'Argo growled at her implication.
She laughed at him. "Macton! He's on his way to personally meet with you! You should be quite honored Ka D'Argo."
Her laughter echoed in his ears as the anger welled in him. "Take him to a separate cell, as I'm done with this one. Bring Crichton!"
As D'Argo was escorted out, only one thing was going through his mind, revenge.
xxxxx
The only effect that remained with John was a slight burning sensation in his chest. He ignored it as he and Chiana tried to find a way to escape, D'Argo never far from their minds.
"What the frell does she want with us John? Now with Scorpius gone, there's no one to formulate the wormhole technology anyway," Chiana said pacing back and forth.
"We don't know that Pip," John said, rubbing his chest. "Sides we're still wanted by the peacekeepers for destroying the Gammak Base."
They both heard the commotion in the corridor with D'Argo, John jumping to his feet. Chiana was already to the door.
"I will kill him when I see him!" The Luxan shouted, pain in his voice. "I will kill that useless peace of dren!"
The guards were struggling with the Luxan, his anger making him more powerful. They finally managed to get the cell open and deposit him in it.
Chiana and John were relieved that D'Argo was all right, but then heard the soldiers shift towards their way.
The cell door opened. Two guards entered grabbing John by the arms, pushing him into the corridor. "The Commandant demands your presence. Move!"
Chiana felt helpless as the door was slammed in her face.
xxxxx
The room was nothing like John had ever seen before on a carrier. Of course he was used to Scorpy's carrier. He had his own form of torture. This room definitely said, torture chamber, suddenly feeling the soldiers pulling his arms into the shackles.
Settling down, he looked around seeing no one at first but the soldiers. Suddenly Grayza appeared out of the shadows. The rattlers in his stomach were worse than ever.
Grayza stood in front of him, confident and in full control. "Well Commander, the last time I saw you, you were holding a gun to my head. Amazing how things can change in such little time."
John always thought Scorpy was his worst nightmare. He was having second thoughts as he looked into this woman's malevolent face.
"Well, maybe that was a mistake," John said. "I didn't know who the hell you were. All I knew was that you were threatening my ship!"
Grayza thought about this for a microt and conceded, "Point well taken, Commander. But the rest of your endeavors were targeted. We cannot allow that to happen again. You have made nothing but a mockery of High Command! We are trying to sign a truce with the Scarrans and you have done nothing but interfere!"
"Well sorry about that. We were kinda kept out of the loop, being hunted by Scorpy and all." John didn't know where this was leading, but he knew it couldn't be a good thing.
"Enough Crichton! I want to know the whereabouts of Aeryn Sun and the Leviathan!"
"That's a good question, Grayza," John said, chuckling. "So do I."
The human's response angered her, as she backhanded him across the face.
John's head spun for a microt. Turning his head, staring at her, he spat the blood out of his mouth.
"You really didn't expect me to believe that did you? Don't play me for a fool. I've heard stories about you and Officer Sun."
John didn't know how much wrath he would bring down upon himself with his answer. "I don't have a frelling clue where Aeryn or Moya are!" For once John was glad he didn't, at least there was no way he could ever betray them.
Grayza felt it incredulously to believe he didn't know where she was above all of the crew. "Shackle his feet and take him up!"
The soldiers scurried hurriedly to obey her command. John felt his legs secured and the chains pulled as his body was pulled in two different directions. He gritted his teeth as the pain increased with each pull, the sweat bathing his body.
Grayza satisfied now, asked again, "Where is she?"
"I…h…have…n…no…frelling…c…clue," John answered, trying to fight off the oblivion that tried to consume him.
Grayza watched him hang from the chains. As much as he tried to hide the pain, she could see it in his face.
John felt as if his body was being ripped apart, as the sweat poured down his face. He tried to focus on something other than the pain but Grayza's voice brought him back.
"Commander, are you ready to cooperate now?"
John spoke only two words. "Don't…know."
Half an arn later, she decided he spoke the truth. She instructed her men to take him down and back to his cell.
John hit the ground hard as he felt the chains removed. He tried to stand on his own, but was too unsteady as he fell to his knees. The soldiers picked him up and dragged him back to his cell, depositing him in a heap on the floor.
Chiana ran to John, as he tried to get to his feet, only to just grind his face in the dirt since he had no feeling in them.
"Hey old man, just take it easy," Chiana said as she tried to catch his falling body. "Let me help you," She pulled him over to the mat and settled him on it.
Chiana looked at the tired face. "Bad huh?"
John smiled, more for her than for him, " Naw, just a cake walk compared to Scorpy," he said, grimacing, trying to get some feeling back. "Anything from D'Argo?"
"Just a lot of ranting! I don't know what the frell she said to him but all he's done is curse in his language," Chiana replied, frustrated. "Besides what we heard earlier, the only thing I could understand was one word, Macton, and we all know who that is."
"Oh frell, Chi," John said rubbing his face, hoping he was wrong about why is friend was so distraught. "Why can't we ever get a break?"
Chiana heard the footsteps first. "They're coming back, Crichton. It's got to be me this time."
John pushed Chiana behind him as the cell door opened. A single guard stood there. "The Nebari is to come with me."
"I don't think so. She doesn't know anything," John said, using the wall to pull his shaking body up.
The guard advanced into the cell and simply knocked John up against the wall as he grabbed Chiana, kicking and screaming.
