Title: The Dark
Author: DocBevCulver
Season: 1
Ep: "The Flax"
Series: Farscape
Character/s: John and Aeryn
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just the plot!
Author's Notes: This is my very first Farscape story. Hope
I stay true to the characters. Spoiler/Dialogue from "The Flax"
is used.
Word Count (not including my header): 405
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He was floating. He was sure he was floating.
It felt strange, yet he wasn't scared. He felt safe. No
worries at all.
Then she was there. Smiling at him. He didn't understand
why she was here. She should've been completing repairs, not
floating with him, smiling.
"What are you doing here, Aeryn?" John Crichton asked.
"I don't know. It's your dream." Aeryn spoke as she
floated past him.
"My dream." He laughed. "If this was my dream, lady,
you would be naked and in my bed."
"What? Are you serious? I would never do that!" Aeryn
stated, her face stern. "You are NOT my type! You are not
even Sebacean!"
"Oh come on, you know you have the hots for me!" John states,
a large grin on his face.
"I'm not hot. You know I can't stand the heat."
"It's an expression, Aeryn." John stated, rolling his eyes.
The start floating towards each other, locking their hands
together, pulling each other closer. Their lips touch in a
deep kiss. Their hands roaming over the other's body.
Suddenly there's a blinding flash of light and John grabs his
chest. "What's going on?"
"I don't know, it's your dream, remember. I'm not really
here."
Another flash and another pain. Suddenly air rushes into
his lungs. He opens his eyes, and sees Aeryn leaning over
him.
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Still huddled together to keep warm, John speaks, "Aeryn,
you should have kept working...finished the repair. At least
one of us would have survived."
"To be sitting here alone now? I chose not to."
"I thought Peacekeepers were trained to fight alone,
survive alone. Die alone."
"Well it appears my training is failing me. I don't
want to die alone." She pauses. "What did you see?"
"Hmm?"
"Y..you know, after the kill shot, when you were
dead -- did you see the things humans believe? The
light. Friends?"
At the question John decided to keep what happend
in his 'death' to himself, to keep it vague."No.
No, I didn't. All I saw was black. I don't know,
maybe Sebaceans are right. Maybe there's nothing
after death. Maybe... maybe I wasn't supposed to
die that time."
"Well...maybe you'll find out for certain this time."
Slowly both Aeryn and John lean into each other and begin
to kiss. Soon they begin to remove clothing when Aeryn stops
suddenly. "Someone's docking!?"
They suddenly separate as D'Argo enters the chamber.
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The End
4/12/2003
Author: DocBevCulver
Season: 1
Ep: "The Flax"
Series: Farscape
Character/s: John and Aeryn
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just the plot!
Author's Notes: This is my very first Farscape story. Hope
I stay true to the characters. Spoiler/Dialogue from "The Flax"
is used.
Word Count (not including my header): 405
-------------------------------------------
He was floating. He was sure he was floating.
It felt strange, yet he wasn't scared. He felt safe. No
worries at all.
Then she was there. Smiling at him. He didn't understand
why she was here. She should've been completing repairs, not
floating with him, smiling.
"What are you doing here, Aeryn?" John Crichton asked.
"I don't know. It's your dream." Aeryn spoke as she
floated past him.
"My dream." He laughed. "If this was my dream, lady,
you would be naked and in my bed."
"What? Are you serious? I would never do that!" Aeryn
stated, her face stern. "You are NOT my type! You are not
even Sebacean!"
"Oh come on, you know you have the hots for me!" John states,
a large grin on his face.
"I'm not hot. You know I can't stand the heat."
"It's an expression, Aeryn." John stated, rolling his eyes.
The start floating towards each other, locking their hands
together, pulling each other closer. Their lips touch in a
deep kiss. Their hands roaming over the other's body.
Suddenly there's a blinding flash of light and John grabs his
chest. "What's going on?"
"I don't know, it's your dream, remember. I'm not really
here."
Another flash and another pain. Suddenly air rushes into
his lungs. He opens his eyes, and sees Aeryn leaning over
him.
---------------------------------------
Still huddled together to keep warm, John speaks, "Aeryn,
you should have kept working...finished the repair. At least
one of us would have survived."
"To be sitting here alone now? I chose not to."
"I thought Peacekeepers were trained to fight alone,
survive alone. Die alone."
"Well it appears my training is failing me. I don't
want to die alone." She pauses. "What did you see?"
"Hmm?"
"Y..you know, after the kill shot, when you were
dead -- did you see the things humans believe? The
light. Friends?"
At the question John decided to keep what happend
in his 'death' to himself, to keep it vague."No.
No, I didn't. All I saw was black. I don't know,
maybe Sebaceans are right. Maybe there's nothing
after death. Maybe... maybe I wasn't supposed to
die that time."
"Well...maybe you'll find out for certain this time."
Slowly both Aeryn and John lean into each other and begin
to kiss. Soon they begin to remove clothing when Aeryn stops
suddenly. "Someone's docking!?"
They suddenly separate as D'Argo enters the chamber.
-----------------
The End
4/12/2003