To Touch a Star
By DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and.whatever. I promise to but everyone back in the toy box when I am through playing with them. Sometime in the future. My thanks go out to my wonderful beta Georgette for her proofing and great suggests. Rate PG for shippness
Prologue:
John stood there not believing that Aeryn was gone after the promise he would never leave her. Worst of all she said good-bye. Something they never had done. His hopes.his dreams. were dead.
Three Point Seven Cycles in the Future:
The fighting had begun. Chaos was the rule of the day. Survival was the challenge of the time. Scarrans. Peacekeepers. Nebari. They were all the same. One crazy wanting to dominate the other crazies.
Moya had moved deeper into the Unchartered Territories at the request of John Crichton. He was the only one left aboard. Chiana had taken a pod; left a message she had gone to join her brother in the Resistance. D'Argo and the crew had found Jothee again, and joined his son to help liberate his people. The last he had heard Rygel was once more ruler after several near attempts on his life. He deliberately dumped granny on a commerce planet after the old bat had nearly killed him with one of her poisons. He didn't remember too much after that. Those were the dark days he didn't want to remember even if he could.
John moved through Moya's golden corridors heading for command. He looked down at his notebook, going over the figures. Since heading this way, he had seen and been apart of some weird and wonderful lives on planets beyond anything Pilot had even seen or heard of. He stopped as the door opened. "Hey, Pilot."
Pilot's image materialized on the claim shell as John walked into the room. "Yes, Commander."
"Have you found anything of interest on the star charts?" They had recently found a society that possessed a massive library. John dubbed it the Grand Library Planet.
"Yes, we have. Moya has altered her course. We should be there in three solar days. How are your computations coming?"
He plopped down on the strategy table. Smiling. "Oh, I finished them last night. It's a way home. The right time.the right place. the right people. You know that it can't happen just yet. Will we pass any commerce planets on this course?"
"Yes, Nexturus, it will take three arns. Do you wish to stop there?"
"Yeah." John jumped down. "I'll be in the center chamber getting breakfast."
He walked out humming a tune under his breath. A brightly painted DRD followed on his heels.
Commerce Planet Nexturus:
She had traveled far and long to find his trail. It hadn't been easy. Then nothing to do with John Crichton was. How many commerce worlds had she been on? How many unclassified aliens had she seen? Too many.
Looking up at the raising of the twin suns, she knew she would have to get undercover- for the day would be too hot for her. Going down into the underground inn was refreshingly cool. A smile played around her lips as the door to her rooms slid open. She was greeted by childish laughter, which turned into excited cry. "Mommy!"
A little boy toddled over to her waiting arms. Picking him up she kissed him on the side of the head. "How is my little warrior doing today?"
"I'm good, Mommy." The childish voice had promised, and he kept his word. Aeryn looked over at his setter.
"Yeah, Aeryn, he was good." The voice broke into laughter causing the child to giggle along.
Aeryn had found Chiana hurt and hiding. After they managed to escape, both woman had talked and agreed to stay together no matter what. True to her word Chiana watched after Jack, never leaving him. Aeryn sat her son down, then removed her holster putting the weapon up high out of Jack's reach. Chiana watched her move about waiting for Aeryn to comment on the day. When she didn't speak Chiana got up, moved closer to her- dancing with curiosity.
"Well, did you find out if he was here or not?"
A ghost of a sad smile set on her face. "No one remembers seeing him. Bipeds aren't in the majority here. Signing she sat down. "We have five more solar days here before the Narco comes back. Chi, I can't explain it but I have this feeling we are going to find him here."
Chiana placed her hand on Aeryn's shoulder. "I have the same feelings. Not visions- just feelings. Come I've fixed a real good stew." Chiana turned back to Jack. She held her hands out to him, picking him back up into her arms. "It was good, wasn't it Jackie boy?"
He looked over at his mother grinning that patient Crichton smile. "Yeah, mommy, good."
By DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and.whatever. I promise to but everyone back in the toy box when I am through playing with them. Sometime in the future. My thanks go out to my wonderful beta Georgette for her proofing and great suggests. Rate PG for shippness
Prologue:
John stood there not believing that Aeryn was gone after the promise he would never leave her. Worst of all she said good-bye. Something they never had done. His hopes.his dreams. were dead.
Three Point Seven Cycles in the Future:
The fighting had begun. Chaos was the rule of the day. Survival was the challenge of the time. Scarrans. Peacekeepers. Nebari. They were all the same. One crazy wanting to dominate the other crazies.
Moya had moved deeper into the Unchartered Territories at the request of John Crichton. He was the only one left aboard. Chiana had taken a pod; left a message she had gone to join her brother in the Resistance. D'Argo and the crew had found Jothee again, and joined his son to help liberate his people. The last he had heard Rygel was once more ruler after several near attempts on his life. He deliberately dumped granny on a commerce planet after the old bat had nearly killed him with one of her poisons. He didn't remember too much after that. Those were the dark days he didn't want to remember even if he could.
John moved through Moya's golden corridors heading for command. He looked down at his notebook, going over the figures. Since heading this way, he had seen and been apart of some weird and wonderful lives on planets beyond anything Pilot had even seen or heard of. He stopped as the door opened. "Hey, Pilot."
Pilot's image materialized on the claim shell as John walked into the room. "Yes, Commander."
"Have you found anything of interest on the star charts?" They had recently found a society that possessed a massive library. John dubbed it the Grand Library Planet.
"Yes, we have. Moya has altered her course. We should be there in three solar days. How are your computations coming?"
He plopped down on the strategy table. Smiling. "Oh, I finished them last night. It's a way home. The right time.the right place. the right people. You know that it can't happen just yet. Will we pass any commerce planets on this course?"
"Yes, Nexturus, it will take three arns. Do you wish to stop there?"
"Yeah." John jumped down. "I'll be in the center chamber getting breakfast."
He walked out humming a tune under his breath. A brightly painted DRD followed on his heels.
Commerce Planet Nexturus:
She had traveled far and long to find his trail. It hadn't been easy. Then nothing to do with John Crichton was. How many commerce worlds had she been on? How many unclassified aliens had she seen? Too many.
Looking up at the raising of the twin suns, she knew she would have to get undercover- for the day would be too hot for her. Going down into the underground inn was refreshingly cool. A smile played around her lips as the door to her rooms slid open. She was greeted by childish laughter, which turned into excited cry. "Mommy!"
A little boy toddled over to her waiting arms. Picking him up she kissed him on the side of the head. "How is my little warrior doing today?"
"I'm good, Mommy." The childish voice had promised, and he kept his word. Aeryn looked over at his setter.
"Yeah, Aeryn, he was good." The voice broke into laughter causing the child to giggle along.
Aeryn had found Chiana hurt and hiding. After they managed to escape, both woman had talked and agreed to stay together no matter what. True to her word Chiana watched after Jack, never leaving him. Aeryn sat her son down, then removed her holster putting the weapon up high out of Jack's reach. Chiana watched her move about waiting for Aeryn to comment on the day. When she didn't speak Chiana got up, moved closer to her- dancing with curiosity.
"Well, did you find out if he was here or not?"
A ghost of a sad smile set on her face. "No one remembers seeing him. Bipeds aren't in the majority here. Signing she sat down. "We have five more solar days here before the Narco comes back. Chi, I can't explain it but I have this feeling we are going to find him here."
Chiana placed her hand on Aeryn's shoulder. "I have the same feelings. Not visions- just feelings. Come I've fixed a real good stew." Chiana turned back to Jack. She held her hands out to him, picking him back up into her arms. "It was good, wasn't it Jackie boy?"
He looked over at his mother grinning that patient Crichton smile. "Yeah, mommy, good."