There and Back Again: A Little Annoyed
After John and the boy leave Aeryn comes back to find that Braca has come too from being knocked out.
She kicks him in the teeth and he falls back against the wall, his nose bleeding.
She pulls out the pulse rifle and aims at his head. "Say good-bye, Braca."
"why are doing this?" he asks quietly.
"Because you killed John."
"Aeryn-"
He doesn't finish. The ring on her finger glints as she whips up the rifle and slams the but of it to his forehead. She leaves and heads to where she remembers all main offices are on Peacekeeper command carriers. Anyone who gets in her way winds up dead.
It doesn't matter. She can't feel regret.
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He lifts his hands in surrender. "D'Argo, it's me!"
D'Argo hisses violently, pointing his Qualta blade, and a pulse pistol that looks all too familiar at John.
J.J hides behind John's legs, hoping that maybe they will protect him.
"Prove it," D'Argo growls. "Tell me something only John would know."
He's annoyed now. Annoyed at being killed. Annoyed at being brought back. Just annoyed. He crosses his arms over his chest. "I know you're using Winona, and I know I don't like it."
D'Argo falters, lowering the pistol a little. "John…?"
The human looks crazed in his annoyance now. "Gimme Winona, D." He takes a step forward and D'Argo lifts Winona up again.
"I'm not kidding," John warns. "You give me Winona, or your gonna git it."
D'Argo glares, adrenaline taking over. "Try it, human."
John roars, and charges the Luxan, jumping on him, knocking him over and taking his weapon from his grinning friend. D'Argo laughs as the human kisses his weapon.
"It's really you."
"you were expecting Mickey Mouse?" John smiles.
Before either can get to their feet, a booted foot slams into John's face, knocking him over.
Chiana slides down, straddling him, holding her pistol to his head.
"Chiana, wait!" D'Argo yells.
J.J takes a step forward, not quite certain what he's supposed to do now.
"Hiya, Pip," John says, smiling dazedly. "We haven't been in this position in a long time. Is it good for you?"
Chiana seems shocked by his words and glances back at D'Argo, who is getting to his feet.
"It's him," D'Argo tells her.
"How do you know?" Chiana snaps. "How do you know he's not one of those creepy clones?"
"Because Crackers don't matter."
Her gaze whips back to the man under her. "Crichton?"
John nods, he's getting annoyed again. "Morning."
She doesn't care how this is possible. She's just happy to see him. She grabs him by the shirt and pushes her lips on his, just to make sure she's awake.
When she pulls away, John smiles. "Don't tell Aeryn about that. She's the one with the gun."
D'Argo's and Chiana's eyes widen with surprise and both voice the same thing.
"Aeryn?"
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"Hello, Sukozu. It's been a very long time."
Frightened blue eyes stare into hardened ones.
"Aeryn?"
She says nothing. Only points the rifle. "I've been waiting seven cycles for this, Sikozu. What did Crichton always call it? Karma, yes?"
"Aeryn, please. It wasn't my fault," Sikozu pleads. "Please."
The former Peacekeeper does not seem to listen. She slams the but of her rifle into Sikozu's face as she did with Braca. "It's isn't you I want," she says.
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"So who's the kid?"
John sighs. "Promise you won't look at me like I'm crazy?"
Chiana shakes her head. "Nope."
"He's my son," John tells her. "At least, I think he is… he looks like he is… Aeryn's pretty convinced."
"Where is Aeryn?" D'Argo asks, covering them from behind, his Qualta blade up in the air.
Chiana looks back at the boy. "What's his name?"
"J.J," John tells her.
She turns around and looks down at the boy, then back at John. "Frell," she whispers. "He's yours… but what about Sarah?"
John blinks, confused. "Who's Sarah?"
TBC
After John and the boy leave Aeryn comes back to find that Braca has come too from being knocked out.
She kicks him in the teeth and he falls back against the wall, his nose bleeding.
She pulls out the pulse rifle and aims at his head. "Say good-bye, Braca."
"why are doing this?" he asks quietly.
"Because you killed John."
"Aeryn-"
He doesn't finish. The ring on her finger glints as she whips up the rifle and slams the but of it to his forehead. She leaves and heads to where she remembers all main offices are on Peacekeeper command carriers. Anyone who gets in her way winds up dead.
It doesn't matter. She can't feel regret.
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He lifts his hands in surrender. "D'Argo, it's me!"
D'Argo hisses violently, pointing his Qualta blade, and a pulse pistol that looks all too familiar at John.
J.J hides behind John's legs, hoping that maybe they will protect him.
"Prove it," D'Argo growls. "Tell me something only John would know."
He's annoyed now. Annoyed at being killed. Annoyed at being brought back. Just annoyed. He crosses his arms over his chest. "I know you're using Winona, and I know I don't like it."
D'Argo falters, lowering the pistol a little. "John…?"
The human looks crazed in his annoyance now. "Gimme Winona, D." He takes a step forward and D'Argo lifts Winona up again.
"I'm not kidding," John warns. "You give me Winona, or your gonna git it."
D'Argo glares, adrenaline taking over. "Try it, human."
John roars, and charges the Luxan, jumping on him, knocking him over and taking his weapon from his grinning friend. D'Argo laughs as the human kisses his weapon.
"It's really you."
"you were expecting Mickey Mouse?" John smiles.
Before either can get to their feet, a booted foot slams into John's face, knocking him over.
Chiana slides down, straddling him, holding her pistol to his head.
"Chiana, wait!" D'Argo yells.
J.J takes a step forward, not quite certain what he's supposed to do now.
"Hiya, Pip," John says, smiling dazedly. "We haven't been in this position in a long time. Is it good for you?"
Chiana seems shocked by his words and glances back at D'Argo, who is getting to his feet.
"It's him," D'Argo tells her.
"How do you know?" Chiana snaps. "How do you know he's not one of those creepy clones?"
"Because Crackers don't matter."
Her gaze whips back to the man under her. "Crichton?"
John nods, he's getting annoyed again. "Morning."
She doesn't care how this is possible. She's just happy to see him. She grabs him by the shirt and pushes her lips on his, just to make sure she's awake.
When she pulls away, John smiles. "Don't tell Aeryn about that. She's the one with the gun."
D'Argo's and Chiana's eyes widen with surprise and both voice the same thing.
"Aeryn?"
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"Hello, Sukozu. It's been a very long time."
Frightened blue eyes stare into hardened ones.
"Aeryn?"
She says nothing. Only points the rifle. "I've been waiting seven cycles for this, Sikozu. What did Crichton always call it? Karma, yes?"
"Aeryn, please. It wasn't my fault," Sikozu pleads. "Please."
The former Peacekeeper does not seem to listen. She slams the but of her rifle into Sikozu's face as she did with Braca. "It's isn't you I want," she says.
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"So who's the kid?"
John sighs. "Promise you won't look at me like I'm crazy?"
Chiana shakes her head. "Nope."
"He's my son," John tells her. "At least, I think he is… he looks like he is… Aeryn's pretty convinced."
"Where is Aeryn?" D'Argo asks, covering them from behind, his Qualta blade up in the air.
Chiana looks back at the boy. "What's his name?"
"J.J," John tells her.
She turns around and looks down at the boy, then back at John. "Frell," she whispers. "He's yours… but what about Sarah?"
John blinks, confused. "Who's Sarah?"
TBC