Part 3: We Are Defined.
As it has been quoted. We are defined by the good and the bad that happens to us. It should be their luck, not their whole life.for luck was by the grace of a higher power.
Moya Two Arns Later:
Chiana was running through the corridors laughing. She never thought she would be so happy to be home again. In all of her life, nothing had felt so much like home then Moya, and she had to go away to realize it.
Aeryn walked slower carrying Jack. He laid his head down on his mother's shoulder looking at everything. His fingers came out of his mouth as he pointed to a large door that swung open to allow them entrance to Pilot's den.
Pilot sat at his station. His arms working in harmony, he looked up as Aeryn and Jack approached him. A sad smile played around Aeryn's lips as she greeted her friend. "Hello, Pilot."
Pilot's face glowed with warmth and happiness. "Greetings, Aeryn. It is good seeing you again."
His eyes grew larger as he looked at the child that had been observing him safely from his mother's arms. Jack pointed at Pilot his small voice full of wonder. "You're Pilot, mommy's friend."
Laughing Aeryn sat him on the console and introduced him. "Pilot, I would like you to meet Jack Sun Crichton. "
"It's nice to meet you young Crichton." Pilot eyes went back over to Aeryn's. "He looks like John, only with your coloring."
"Yes, I know, " she said sadly then added. "I am happy he does take after his father. Tell me pilot.is John all right?"
With reluctance, he answered. "Not really. I heard him stated once that as each person left a piece of him died. When you left he said he was adrift with no anchor to hold him steady. No star in which for him to navigate. He tried to hide the truth the way he does. Overtime it almost destroyed him. Then he found his way back but he had changed."
Aeryn just stood looking at him. She felt numb with the fact she hurt him so deeply, that his very soul could have been shattered. If this is true then she had been the one that destroyed his hope. She had to help him find it again. Did she have the strength to do so?
Growing very tired she asked. "I am going to get settled in. I need to find larger quarters for the both of us."
"Moya has quarters ready which the DRD's are preparing for you. They are larger and near the center chamber for the young child. She was so happy to hear from you and Chiana; to know that both of you wish to return to us."
"Tell Moya that I don't ever want to be anywhere else then here with her and you."
Chiana danced around in command. She had never been so happy then she was at this moment. The past three and half cycles had been a never-ending nightmare. The war had taken its toll on everyone including her brother. If he ever found out what the so-called companions did -when she got hurt. She hoped their deaths had been slow and painful. Pilot's image materialized on the clamshell. "Hey, Pilot! I'm home.home.home." She singsonged as she danced.
"Moya and I are glad you have re-joined us." Pilot's said with sincerity.
She came to a halt, sadness settled over her. "Have you or John ever heard from D'Argo or Jothee?"
He shook his large head looking down. "No, I am sorry to say."
Signing with disappointment, Chiana's spirit couldn't stay down for long. "Well, we have a new crewmember now. Have you met him yet? Where is Aeryn anyway?"
"Yes, I have and she is now in her new quarters with young Crichton."
Chiana smiled softly at him. "I like hearing you call him that. Where are their new quarters? I think I will stay close by for now. Pilot." She kept chatting away as she went in search of Aeryn and Jack.
Pilot was happy that his friends.no family had come home.
A brightly colored DRD peered into Aeryn's new quarters. Aeryn was putting Jack things away as he played on the floor. Looking up he saw the DRD. Standing he ran over to the grated door.
"Mommy, dar-dee!" He cried out excitedly.
Aeryn looked up and saw the DRD. A smile came on her face as she noticed the colors covering it. It had to be a companion of John's. "That must belong to your father."
Jack looked up at her with a toothy grin. "Daddy dar-dee?"
"Yes, see his colors." Aeryn kneeled next to Jack to get a better look. Red, white and blue, the same colors of the flag on John old flight suite. He said it was his country's."See, Jack, those colors are your father's favorite."
DRD had moved closer. Reaching his small hand through the grate he pet it. "Daddy dar-dee."
Aeryn was always thankful that Chiana kept the vid recordings of John. It allowed her a chance to let Jack know what his father looked like. She told Jack stories at night about him, but for Jack to see John meant so much more. Jack was only three cycles but his small body housed a great intelligent. Out of all the bad decisions she had made, having Jack was the only positive thing in her life. With him she felt there was a future worth living for. Now she had to help the man she loved to find that hope again. Aeryn just hoped she wasn't to late.
As it has been quoted. We are defined by the good and the bad that happens to us. It should be their luck, not their whole life.for luck was by the grace of a higher power.
Moya Two Arns Later:
Chiana was running through the corridors laughing. She never thought she would be so happy to be home again. In all of her life, nothing had felt so much like home then Moya, and she had to go away to realize it.
Aeryn walked slower carrying Jack. He laid his head down on his mother's shoulder looking at everything. His fingers came out of his mouth as he pointed to a large door that swung open to allow them entrance to Pilot's den.
Pilot sat at his station. His arms working in harmony, he looked up as Aeryn and Jack approached him. A sad smile played around Aeryn's lips as she greeted her friend. "Hello, Pilot."
Pilot's face glowed with warmth and happiness. "Greetings, Aeryn. It is good seeing you again."
His eyes grew larger as he looked at the child that had been observing him safely from his mother's arms. Jack pointed at Pilot his small voice full of wonder. "You're Pilot, mommy's friend."
Laughing Aeryn sat him on the console and introduced him. "Pilot, I would like you to meet Jack Sun Crichton. "
"It's nice to meet you young Crichton." Pilot eyes went back over to Aeryn's. "He looks like John, only with your coloring."
"Yes, I know, " she said sadly then added. "I am happy he does take after his father. Tell me pilot.is John all right?"
With reluctance, he answered. "Not really. I heard him stated once that as each person left a piece of him died. When you left he said he was adrift with no anchor to hold him steady. No star in which for him to navigate. He tried to hide the truth the way he does. Overtime it almost destroyed him. Then he found his way back but he had changed."
Aeryn just stood looking at him. She felt numb with the fact she hurt him so deeply, that his very soul could have been shattered. If this is true then she had been the one that destroyed his hope. She had to help him find it again. Did she have the strength to do so?
Growing very tired she asked. "I am going to get settled in. I need to find larger quarters for the both of us."
"Moya has quarters ready which the DRD's are preparing for you. They are larger and near the center chamber for the young child. She was so happy to hear from you and Chiana; to know that both of you wish to return to us."
"Tell Moya that I don't ever want to be anywhere else then here with her and you."
Chiana danced around in command. She had never been so happy then she was at this moment. The past three and half cycles had been a never-ending nightmare. The war had taken its toll on everyone including her brother. If he ever found out what the so-called companions did -when she got hurt. She hoped their deaths had been slow and painful. Pilot's image materialized on the clamshell. "Hey, Pilot! I'm home.home.home." She singsonged as she danced.
"Moya and I are glad you have re-joined us." Pilot's said with sincerity.
She came to a halt, sadness settled over her. "Have you or John ever heard from D'Argo or Jothee?"
He shook his large head looking down. "No, I am sorry to say."
Signing with disappointment, Chiana's spirit couldn't stay down for long. "Well, we have a new crewmember now. Have you met him yet? Where is Aeryn anyway?"
"Yes, I have and she is now in her new quarters with young Crichton."
Chiana smiled softly at him. "I like hearing you call him that. Where are their new quarters? I think I will stay close by for now. Pilot." She kept chatting away as she went in search of Aeryn and Jack.
Pilot was happy that his friends.no family had come home.
A brightly colored DRD peered into Aeryn's new quarters. Aeryn was putting Jack things away as he played on the floor. Looking up he saw the DRD. Standing he ran over to the grated door.
"Mommy, dar-dee!" He cried out excitedly.
Aeryn looked up and saw the DRD. A smile came on her face as she noticed the colors covering it. It had to be a companion of John's. "That must belong to your father."
Jack looked up at her with a toothy grin. "Daddy dar-dee?"
"Yes, see his colors." Aeryn kneeled next to Jack to get a better look. Red, white and blue, the same colors of the flag on John old flight suite. He said it was his country's."See, Jack, those colors are your father's favorite."
DRD had moved closer. Reaching his small hand through the grate he pet it. "Daddy dar-dee."
Aeryn was always thankful that Chiana kept the vid recordings of John. It allowed her a chance to let Jack know what his father looked like. She told Jack stories at night about him, but for Jack to see John meant so much more. Jack was only three cycles but his small body housed a great intelligent. Out of all the bad decisions she had made, having Jack was the only positive thing in her life. With him she felt there was a future worth living for. Now she had to help the man she loved to find that hope again. Aeryn just hoped she wasn't to late.