Author: Auna
Rating: PG
Summary: Further adventures in the life of Brennik
Authors note: It's not essential if you read Finding Herself first, but it is the prequel to this and might help you to understand my original characters better.
Disclaimer: Farscape isn't mine...dang it.
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Life and Death - Prologue
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She was held securely in one of daddy's arms, warmly squished between him and mommy as they hugged. They were kissing, too. She could feel the strong, erratic beating of daddy's heart against her chest and the softness of mommy's breasts pressing into her back.
"Don't be too long," she heard daddy say.
Mommy laughed in that low way of hers. "Didn't you get enough last night?"
"For last night, sure. But that's not what I'm talking about. We promised each other quality family time."
Mommy sighed. "I'll only be on Moya for an arn or so. Then we'll 'do the tourist thing' like you wanted."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Daddy sighed heavily. "All right. I love you."
"I love you, too."
She felt mommy pull away and kiss her on the cheek. "You be good for daddy."
Resting her head on daddy's strong chest, she felt him caress her back and together they watched mommy enter her prowler and begin to lift off.
"Hey, darlin'," daddy began. "You want to..." his words were drowned by the largest bang she'd ever heard. A giant fireball fell from the sky as daddy screamed the most terrifying sound. She screamed, too, because daddy was sobbing into her hair and holding her so tight she could barely breathe.
And then, strong daddy fell to his knees.
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Brennik awoke abruptly, the haunting sound of their combined screams still echoing in her ear. She'd been having the same nightmare every night for two weekens, reliving that terrible moment of her mother's death a hundred times over. The long repressed memory had been resurrected by her father's simple statement "She died in a prowler accident."
She had intended to confront him later for the details, but learned she had no need to. She remembered it all.
Gasping for air, she was trying to control her shaking when she heard a noise in the corridor. Chiana stood in the doorway holding a large box.
"I came to tell you we leave for the surface in about an arn."
"Thank you."
Chiana coughed and entered the room with her usual cat-like grace. "And, uh, I came to give you this." She dropped the box at the foot of Brennik's bed and began to back out. "When, when your mother died John just...well, he fell apart so I... I stored all her things. Partly to keep him from sitting and staring at them, partly to keep Rygel from snurching them. But, I thought you might...might want them." She smiled and tenderness softened her world weary eyes. "We all loved her very much. It's good to have you home where you belong." Chiana turned and left the room.
Nervously, she began sorting through the box. Her first impression was that her mother had an obsession for leather. Maybe that was why dad never wore anything else these days. After setting aside the clothes and a well used gun belt containing a battle scarred pulse pistol, there were only three items left. One was a vial of scented oil. Another small vial contained a clear, odorless liquid. The final item took her breath away.
It was an exquisite gold necklace with a heart shaped pendent. On the back were the words "To the mother of my daughter. I love you." Beneath that was a date she recognized as her birthday. With tears in her eyes, she gently slipped the chain over her head. Lovingly, she caressed the symbol of her parents love as it nestled against her chest before she began to dress for her first venture to a foreign planet.
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Everything around her was new and amazing. She'd never seen so many species of life mingling in one place before. Her eyes were everywhere trying to see everything at once. D'Argo smiled indulgently, remember another Crichton who used to be the same way. His patience had grown over the cycles, though. He waited patiently as she stopped at nearly every stall, trying to absorb the various smells, sights and alien artifacts.
She felt secure with the big Luxan following her. When she'd heard him promise her father he would take care of her she'd been frustrated. She was an adult after all, and they were treating her as if she were a child. But after exiting the transport pod she reluctantly admitted she was out of her league. Besides, he was an amusing companion, always ready to tell her the not so glorified version of some of their adventures.
Rating: PG
Summary: Further adventures in the life of Brennik
Authors note: It's not essential if you read Finding Herself first, but it is the prequel to this and might help you to understand my original characters better.
Disclaimer: Farscape isn't mine...dang it.
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Life and Death - Prologue
---------------------------
She was held securely in one of daddy's arms, warmly squished between him and mommy as they hugged. They were kissing, too. She could feel the strong, erratic beating of daddy's heart against her chest and the softness of mommy's breasts pressing into her back.
"Don't be too long," she heard daddy say.
Mommy laughed in that low way of hers. "Didn't you get enough last night?"
"For last night, sure. But that's not what I'm talking about. We promised each other quality family time."
Mommy sighed. "I'll only be on Moya for an arn or so. Then we'll 'do the tourist thing' like you wanted."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Daddy sighed heavily. "All right. I love you."
"I love you, too."
She felt mommy pull away and kiss her on the cheek. "You be good for daddy."
Resting her head on daddy's strong chest, she felt him caress her back and together they watched mommy enter her prowler and begin to lift off.
"Hey, darlin'," daddy began. "You want to..." his words were drowned by the largest bang she'd ever heard. A giant fireball fell from the sky as daddy screamed the most terrifying sound. She screamed, too, because daddy was sobbing into her hair and holding her so tight she could barely breathe.
And then, strong daddy fell to his knees.
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Brennik awoke abruptly, the haunting sound of their combined screams still echoing in her ear. She'd been having the same nightmare every night for two weekens, reliving that terrible moment of her mother's death a hundred times over. The long repressed memory had been resurrected by her father's simple statement "She died in a prowler accident."
She had intended to confront him later for the details, but learned she had no need to. She remembered it all.
Gasping for air, she was trying to control her shaking when she heard a noise in the corridor. Chiana stood in the doorway holding a large box.
"I came to tell you we leave for the surface in about an arn."
"Thank you."
Chiana coughed and entered the room with her usual cat-like grace. "And, uh, I came to give you this." She dropped the box at the foot of Brennik's bed and began to back out. "When, when your mother died John just...well, he fell apart so I... I stored all her things. Partly to keep him from sitting and staring at them, partly to keep Rygel from snurching them. But, I thought you might...might want them." She smiled and tenderness softened her world weary eyes. "We all loved her very much. It's good to have you home where you belong." Chiana turned and left the room.
Nervously, she began sorting through the box. Her first impression was that her mother had an obsession for leather. Maybe that was why dad never wore anything else these days. After setting aside the clothes and a well used gun belt containing a battle scarred pulse pistol, there were only three items left. One was a vial of scented oil. Another small vial contained a clear, odorless liquid. The final item took her breath away.
It was an exquisite gold necklace with a heart shaped pendent. On the back were the words "To the mother of my daughter. I love you." Beneath that was a date she recognized as her birthday. With tears in her eyes, she gently slipped the chain over her head. Lovingly, she caressed the symbol of her parents love as it nestled against her chest before she began to dress for her first venture to a foreign planet.
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Everything around her was new and amazing. She'd never seen so many species of life mingling in one place before. Her eyes were everywhere trying to see everything at once. D'Argo smiled indulgently, remember another Crichton who used to be the same way. His patience had grown over the cycles, though. He waited patiently as she stopped at nearly every stall, trying to absorb the various smells, sights and alien artifacts.
She felt secure with the big Luxan following her. When she'd heard him promise her father he would take care of her she'd been frustrated. She was an adult after all, and they were treating her as if she were a child. But after exiting the transport pod she reluctantly admitted she was out of her league. Besides, he was an amusing companion, always ready to tell her the not so glorified version of some of their adventures.