John and Chiana were escorted to their temporal quarters.
"Will you be needing anything, captain?" asked Heskon before he disembarked.
"No thank you, we'll be fine" replied Critchon.
"Still up for that drink later?" questioned Chiana smiling sweetly.
Heskon smiled and left to resume his duty.
Critchon pressed a button and the door opened to their quarters.
"My God, Gilina. What, what are you doing here?" asked Critchon. He was stunned.
"I have been assigned to a new development project. I don't know what I'm here to do. I think I'm meant to be doing something involving developing some kind of weaponry."
"This is my friend Chiana" said Critchon pointing at Chiana. "Anyway Gilina how did you know I was here?"
"I saw you in the officer's lounge. I overrode the security system so you could get in"
"That was you, Gilina? Frell me!" asked Chiana
"Yes, that was me"
"So John, why are you here?" asked Gilina frowning.
"Aeryn....Aeryn got stabbed" he paused to hold the tears back from his eyes. We need to find a match for her tissue sample or she will die. Can you help us?"
"I can try Critchon. I'll take the sample to the medical unit and see if we have a match. Stay with Chiana. You should stay out of sight, hidden" Gilina left the room.
"Hey, Critchon I'm off to the bar to get Heskon to buy me a hot raslak. Coming?" said Chiana.
"I'm with you chi" replied John.
A black suited person stood in the shadows. His back was lined with crocodile spikes. He was talking to someone.
"I think we should increase the efficiently of the Aurora Chair. What do you think?"
"Yes good idea Scorpious, but I think we may need more technicians"
"Very well" replied the evil looking man. "We need the Aurora chair ready for it's next customer"
"Yes Sir" said the man before turning away.
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Chiana was at the bar with Heskon whilst John was chatting around a table.
"So.....Heskon" said Chiana moving her hand up his body. "Want to buy me another hot Rasklak?." She stroked his face and purred.
"Another Rasklak? Wouldn't a pretty girl like you, prefer something stronger." said Heskon.
Chiana cocked her head and giggled.
D'Argo walked into Zhaan's medical bay as she was stirring an orange substance in a bottle. He looked worried.
"Zhaan, can you help Aeryn? She's in a great deal of pain"
"I can ease her pain but the toxins are penetrating into her body.......and" she stopped "I don't now how long she can last. Let's just hope Critchon retrieves the correct tissue sample soon." Zhaan looked doubtful but continued to hope.
"Couldn't you let Moya filter some of Aeryn's pain out?" asked D'Argo
"Yes that is a possibility. I will talk with Pilot" replied Zhaan.
"How are you feeling Aeryn?" asked Rygel letting out a short burp.
"Those food cubes were of most excellence"
"I know you Rygel, you've just come to see if I had died" she groaned "And no you can't have any of my possessions especially my prowler! All you think about is food."
"I wouldn't dream of it" replied the Heniren slug head.
"Rygel!" shouted D'Argo" Be more considerate and leave Aeryn alone. Can't you care about something other than food. Go to away and make yourself useful." Rygel huffed and flew his Throne sled away.
Perched on a stool Chiana drank her hot raslak at the bar. Heskon had disappeared to resume his duty.
"Hey, Miss Kitty, How are you? I see your partner has left. I think you've had enough to drink so lets go save Aeryn before you get us into trouble" Chiana smiled and took another swig from her glass.
"Right with ya, Cri……" she chuckled then threw up onto the floor.
"I'll be fine. I just need a few nashtin pills." "Frelling hangover!" she muttered under her breath. John guided Chiana away before she made a scene.
Critchon stood in his quarters when Gilina entered with a smile pinned across her face. She kissed his forehead.
"What are you so happy about?" asked John
"Good news our medical team can now synthesize paraphoral tissue, so we don't even need to find a donor"
John smiled
"Thank you, Gilina. Aeryn will be saved, thanks to you"
Gilina passed him the tissue match.
"Quick you better go"
"Yeah, your right, better go save Officer Sun before I'm too late"
"Thank you again" said Critchon as he left the room.
He began walking down the corridor when he heard a stern voice.
"What now?" he thought to himself "I've got to save Aeryn. If Chiana's been causing trouble then we'll leave"
John turned around and there in front of him stood a tall person dressed in black. An evil presence radiated through the air.
"You stop!, you're an impostor. Guards seize him! Stop him!"
Suddenly Critchon was surrounded by Peacekeepers. He tried to escape but he was trapped.
"Get that man!" shouted a Peacekeeper. "Get Him!"
Critchon was knocked out cold and dragged away.
TBC..........