John walked into command.
D'Argo: How is Aeryn?
John: I had Noranti slip her a little magic dust. She will sleep for a while.
Pilot: Moya and I are sorry for what happened.
John: Relax Pilot. It was a fluke thing. Neither you nor Moya could have known that would happen.
John leaned on the table beside Chiana.
Pilot: Captain D'Argo, the traders will be sending a transport to meet us at the chosen point.
D'Argo: We will be ready. Rygel?
Rygel: (over coms) I eating can't it wait.
D'Argo: The traders will be meeting us in half an arn. You and Noranti meet me at Lola now.
John: D'Argo if they pull anything I should be there for back up. Chiana: (sarcastically) In your slow module with no weapons?
John: I was thinking more of Aeryn's prowler.
D'Argo: Can you handle the prowler?
John: All I have to do is make sure it shots straight.
Chiana: I will go with John.
John looked at her.
John: Not this time Pip. I need you to stay behind with Aeryn.
Chiana: You said she would be out for a while.
D'Argo: There is no telling how long these negotiations will take.
John: She shouldn't wake up on an empty ship.
Chiana: Stark is here.
D'Argo: She is going to be mad when she wakes up.
John: Stark doesn't have the same calming affect that you do on her.
Chiana rolled her eyes at him.
D'Argo: Just stay here!
D'Argo stormed out of command.
John: Do me this favor Chiana? I will deal with the fallout later. We will contact you when the deal is done.
Chiana crossed her arms.
Chiana: (annoyed tone of voice) Fine.
John: Pilot, have the DRDs prepare Aeryn's prowler.
Pilot: All ready being taken care of Commander.
John left command.
When Aeryn finally did awakened, it took her a while to shake the affects of Noranti's dust. She sat on the side of the bed holding her head in hands.
Aeryn: Pilot?
Pilot: Yes Officer Sun.
Aeryn: Where is Crichton?
Pilot: The Commander is with Ka D'Argo, Noranti and Rygel retrieving new maps.
Aeryn stood up slowly.
Aeryn: How long ago did they leave?
Pilot: It has been several arns.
Aeryn: Has there been any word from them?
Chiana's voice came over the com.
Chiana: Not yet.
Aeryn: Chiana, where are you?
Chiana: In command.
Aeryn: I will be right there.
Aeryn grabbed her pulse pistol off the hook by the door. She wore the buckle beneath her ever growing midsection.
Chiana was standing by a control panel as Aeryn entered command.
Aeryn: When were they due back?
Chiana: They weren't sure but we should hear from them soon.
Aeryn: Have you tried contacting them?
Pilot: Captain D'Argo asked not to be contacted. They would contact us.
Chiana: I am sure they are not in any trouble.
Aeryn: What are you doing here anyway? I would have thought you would be the first one on Lola.
Chiana: It is my turn on Aeryn watch.
Aeryn: Crichton?
Chiana: Who else?
Aeryn: Pilot, how is Moya?
Pilot: She is doing better. Crichton and D'Argo patched the damaged systems. She is at 75%.
Aeryn stood staring out of the view window.
Aeryn: Pilot, have the DRDs prepare my prowler and load the coordinates that Lola followed.
Pilot: (hesitant) They. can't.
Chiana: John followed D'Argo in your prowler encase there was a problem.
Aeryn: What?!
Chiana just stared at her waiting for her to explode.
Aeryn: Prepare a transport pod.
Chiana: If you are going, I am going. Aeryn watch, remember?
Aeryn: We can't leave Pilot and Moya alone.
Chiana: Stark is here.
They looked at each other and sighed.
Pilot: Captain D'Argo asked me not to allow anyone else to leave Moya before he contacted us.
Aeryn: (angry tone) Allow? Who the frell does he think he is?
Chiana: The captain. I told you all that title was going to his head.
Aeryn: Pilot let me know as soon as they make contact with us.
She turned to leave.
Chiana: Where are you going? I am bored up here all by myself.
Aeryn walked out without a word.
Chiana: (smiling) Crichton is in deep dren.
********
Aeryn was sitting on the floor of her workout room. She was sitting Indian style with her eyes closed. Her arms glistened with sweat. She restricted her workouts because of the baby but hitting the bag was still a good way for relieving tension. She was doing deep breathing exercises when she felt something bump her leg.
Aeryn: And what do you want?
The multicolored DRD just sat there.
Aeryn: Don't tell me Crichton has you checking up on me too?
Pilot's voice came over the com.
Pilot: Officer Sun, we have received a message from Captain D'Argo. They have the maps and are on their way back.
Aeryn: No problems?
Pilot: No.
Aeryn: Thank you Pilot. Where are Chiana and Stark?
Pilot: Chiana is in her chambers and (sighing) Stark is here with me.
Aeryn: When will they be docking?
Pilot: ¾ of an arn.
Aeryn picked up her towel. She got to her feet and headed toward the door. She looked back at 1812. He was just sitting there.
Aeryn: Well don't just sit there let's go. Daddy is coming home.
The DRD followed her.
Since Aeryn started showing more she has taken to wearing Crichton's t- shirts and some of the larger shirts from the stash of peacekeeper uniforms around the ship.
She was in command scanning the area while waiting for the other's to return.
She saw a bleep on the sensors.
Aeryn: Pilot, did you see that?
Pilot: What?
Aeryn: There. There it is again.
Pilot: It is coming from the edge of our range sensors.
Aeryn: Can you move a little closer to get a better read?
Pilot communicated with Moya for several microts.
Pilot: Aeryn, it seems to be some type of transmission.
Aeryn: Can you trace it? Careful it could be peacekeeper or Scarran.
Pilot: It appears to be an automated message broadcasting the same message over and over in 40 microt intervals.
Aeryn: Can you retrieve and play the message?
Pilot: I will try.
Aeryn kept watchful eye on the sensors to make sure they were not being scanned while they tried to retrieve the message.
Pilot: Lola and the prowler are approaching. They will be landing in 80 microts.
Aeryn was glad they were back safe, furious that John and D'Argo had excluded her like that but she was more concerned about the message they were picking up.
Aeryn: Chiana, the others are returning. Docking bay 3.
*********
Chiana: Welcome back frellniks.
Rygel: Problem?
Chiana: (staring at D'Argo) You told Pilot not to let us leave the ship.
D'Argo: It was for your own safety and Aeryn's.
He moved passed her. John hopped down out of Aeryn's prowler.
John: Chiana, we both decided.
She held up her hand to John.
Chiana: I am the least of your worries Crichton.
John: How bad?
Chiana: Remember that time D'Argo thought you were the one who damaged Lola.
John rubbed his head in the spot where he got hurt.
John: Where is she?
Chiana: Command.
Rygel: Well at least we have the maps. Thanks, in no small way, to me.
Noranti: You handled yourself well Dominar.
Rygel: Well enough for some of your chowder.
Noranti touched his head.
Noranti: Coming up.
D'Argo: John and I will go over the maps with Pilot and find a supply planet. We are running low.
John: In the den.
D'Argo: We can upload them from command.
John took a deep breath.
Chiana: Face her now. It won't get any easier later, if she has to come and find you.
D'Argo, John and Chiana headed for command. When they entered Aeryn was standing at one of the consoles with her back to them.
John walked over with his hands in the air.
John: Honey, I know you are furious but I can explain.
She didn't respond.
John: Aeryn.
When he touched her, she spun quickly as if she didn't know he was there.
John: What's the matter?
Pilot: Moya has picked up a transmission that is being broadcast to every passing ship within a 4000 metra range.
D'Argo: Peacekeeper? Scarran? Are they looking for us?
Aeryn: (staring straight ahead) Play it aloud, Pilot.
Rygel came floating in just as the message began.
I am offering the most powerful weapon in the territories to the highest bidder. Send your representatives to the coordinates encoded in this message and come with lots of currency.
John saw the look on Aeryn's face.
John: You obviously recognize the voice. Who is it?
Rygel's throne sled elevated slightly. He looked at Aeryn.
Rygel: Furlow.
Aeryn's eyes lowered to the floor.
D'Argo: Can you trace the message?
Pilot: Moya is working on it. It is beyond our range. Moya believes it is coming from the edge of Tormented Space and the Uncharted Territories.
John: Why would Furlow be out in Tormented Space?
Aeryn: The Scarran Dreadnaught was destroyed coming to pick her up. They probably believe she was the cause.
Rygel: Anyone who makes an alliance with the Charrads and Scarrans deserved what she gets.
John touched Aeryn. She looked at him.
Aeryn: I going to go to the den to work with Pilot. May be there is something I can do to help.
John: Are you okay?
She nodded her head.
Aeryn: Fine
She walked out.
D'Argo: How is Aeryn?
John: I had Noranti slip her a little magic dust. She will sleep for a while.
Pilot: Moya and I are sorry for what happened.
John: Relax Pilot. It was a fluke thing. Neither you nor Moya could have known that would happen.
John leaned on the table beside Chiana.
Pilot: Captain D'Argo, the traders will be sending a transport to meet us at the chosen point.
D'Argo: We will be ready. Rygel?
Rygel: (over coms) I eating can't it wait.
D'Argo: The traders will be meeting us in half an arn. You and Noranti meet me at Lola now.
John: D'Argo if they pull anything I should be there for back up. Chiana: (sarcastically) In your slow module with no weapons?
John: I was thinking more of Aeryn's prowler.
D'Argo: Can you handle the prowler?
John: All I have to do is make sure it shots straight.
Chiana: I will go with John.
John looked at her.
John: Not this time Pip. I need you to stay behind with Aeryn.
Chiana: You said she would be out for a while.
D'Argo: There is no telling how long these negotiations will take.
John: She shouldn't wake up on an empty ship.
Chiana: Stark is here.
D'Argo: She is going to be mad when she wakes up.
John: Stark doesn't have the same calming affect that you do on her.
Chiana rolled her eyes at him.
D'Argo: Just stay here!
D'Argo stormed out of command.
John: Do me this favor Chiana? I will deal with the fallout later. We will contact you when the deal is done.
Chiana crossed her arms.
Chiana: (annoyed tone of voice) Fine.
John: Pilot, have the DRDs prepare Aeryn's prowler.
Pilot: All ready being taken care of Commander.
John left command.
When Aeryn finally did awakened, it took her a while to shake the affects of Noranti's dust. She sat on the side of the bed holding her head in hands.
Aeryn: Pilot?
Pilot: Yes Officer Sun.
Aeryn: Where is Crichton?
Pilot: The Commander is with Ka D'Argo, Noranti and Rygel retrieving new maps.
Aeryn stood up slowly.
Aeryn: How long ago did they leave?
Pilot: It has been several arns.
Aeryn: Has there been any word from them?
Chiana's voice came over the com.
Chiana: Not yet.
Aeryn: Chiana, where are you?
Chiana: In command.
Aeryn: I will be right there.
Aeryn grabbed her pulse pistol off the hook by the door. She wore the buckle beneath her ever growing midsection.
Chiana was standing by a control panel as Aeryn entered command.
Aeryn: When were they due back?
Chiana: They weren't sure but we should hear from them soon.
Aeryn: Have you tried contacting them?
Pilot: Captain D'Argo asked not to be contacted. They would contact us.
Chiana: I am sure they are not in any trouble.
Aeryn: What are you doing here anyway? I would have thought you would be the first one on Lola.
Chiana: It is my turn on Aeryn watch.
Aeryn: Crichton?
Chiana: Who else?
Aeryn: Pilot, how is Moya?
Pilot: She is doing better. Crichton and D'Argo patched the damaged systems. She is at 75%.
Aeryn stood staring out of the view window.
Aeryn: Pilot, have the DRDs prepare my prowler and load the coordinates that Lola followed.
Pilot: (hesitant) They. can't.
Chiana: John followed D'Argo in your prowler encase there was a problem.
Aeryn: What?!
Chiana just stared at her waiting for her to explode.
Aeryn: Prepare a transport pod.
Chiana: If you are going, I am going. Aeryn watch, remember?
Aeryn: We can't leave Pilot and Moya alone.
Chiana: Stark is here.
They looked at each other and sighed.
Pilot: Captain D'Argo asked me not to allow anyone else to leave Moya before he contacted us.
Aeryn: (angry tone) Allow? Who the frell does he think he is?
Chiana: The captain. I told you all that title was going to his head.
Aeryn: Pilot let me know as soon as they make contact with us.
She turned to leave.
Chiana: Where are you going? I am bored up here all by myself.
Aeryn walked out without a word.
Chiana: (smiling) Crichton is in deep dren.
********
Aeryn was sitting on the floor of her workout room. She was sitting Indian style with her eyes closed. Her arms glistened with sweat. She restricted her workouts because of the baby but hitting the bag was still a good way for relieving tension. She was doing deep breathing exercises when she felt something bump her leg.
Aeryn: And what do you want?
The multicolored DRD just sat there.
Aeryn: Don't tell me Crichton has you checking up on me too?
Pilot's voice came over the com.
Pilot: Officer Sun, we have received a message from Captain D'Argo. They have the maps and are on their way back.
Aeryn: No problems?
Pilot: No.
Aeryn: Thank you Pilot. Where are Chiana and Stark?
Pilot: Chiana is in her chambers and (sighing) Stark is here with me.
Aeryn: When will they be docking?
Pilot: ¾ of an arn.
Aeryn picked up her towel. She got to her feet and headed toward the door. She looked back at 1812. He was just sitting there.
Aeryn: Well don't just sit there let's go. Daddy is coming home.
The DRD followed her.
Since Aeryn started showing more she has taken to wearing Crichton's t- shirts and some of the larger shirts from the stash of peacekeeper uniforms around the ship.
She was in command scanning the area while waiting for the other's to return.
She saw a bleep on the sensors.
Aeryn: Pilot, did you see that?
Pilot: What?
Aeryn: There. There it is again.
Pilot: It is coming from the edge of our range sensors.
Aeryn: Can you move a little closer to get a better read?
Pilot communicated with Moya for several microts.
Pilot: Aeryn, it seems to be some type of transmission.
Aeryn: Can you trace it? Careful it could be peacekeeper or Scarran.
Pilot: It appears to be an automated message broadcasting the same message over and over in 40 microt intervals.
Aeryn: Can you retrieve and play the message?
Pilot: I will try.
Aeryn kept watchful eye on the sensors to make sure they were not being scanned while they tried to retrieve the message.
Pilot: Lola and the prowler are approaching. They will be landing in 80 microts.
Aeryn was glad they were back safe, furious that John and D'Argo had excluded her like that but she was more concerned about the message they were picking up.
Aeryn: Chiana, the others are returning. Docking bay 3.
*********
Chiana: Welcome back frellniks.
Rygel: Problem?
Chiana: (staring at D'Argo) You told Pilot not to let us leave the ship.
D'Argo: It was for your own safety and Aeryn's.
He moved passed her. John hopped down out of Aeryn's prowler.
John: Chiana, we both decided.
She held up her hand to John.
Chiana: I am the least of your worries Crichton.
John: How bad?
Chiana: Remember that time D'Argo thought you were the one who damaged Lola.
John rubbed his head in the spot where he got hurt.
John: Where is she?
Chiana: Command.
Rygel: Well at least we have the maps. Thanks, in no small way, to me.
Noranti: You handled yourself well Dominar.
Rygel: Well enough for some of your chowder.
Noranti touched his head.
Noranti: Coming up.
D'Argo: John and I will go over the maps with Pilot and find a supply planet. We are running low.
John: In the den.
D'Argo: We can upload them from command.
John took a deep breath.
Chiana: Face her now. It won't get any easier later, if she has to come and find you.
D'Argo, John and Chiana headed for command. When they entered Aeryn was standing at one of the consoles with her back to them.
John walked over with his hands in the air.
John: Honey, I know you are furious but I can explain.
She didn't respond.
John: Aeryn.
When he touched her, she spun quickly as if she didn't know he was there.
John: What's the matter?
Pilot: Moya has picked up a transmission that is being broadcast to every passing ship within a 4000 metra range.
D'Argo: Peacekeeper? Scarran? Are they looking for us?
Aeryn: (staring straight ahead) Play it aloud, Pilot.
Rygel came floating in just as the message began.
I am offering the most powerful weapon in the territories to the highest bidder. Send your representatives to the coordinates encoded in this message and come with lots of currency.
John saw the look on Aeryn's face.
John: You obviously recognize the voice. Who is it?
Rygel's throne sled elevated slightly. He looked at Aeryn.
Rygel: Furlow.
Aeryn's eyes lowered to the floor.
D'Argo: Can you trace the message?
Pilot: Moya is working on it. It is beyond our range. Moya believes it is coming from the edge of Tormented Space and the Uncharted Territories.
John: Why would Furlow be out in Tormented Space?
Aeryn: The Scarran Dreadnaught was destroyed coming to pick her up. They probably believe she was the cause.
Rygel: Anyone who makes an alliance with the Charrads and Scarrans deserved what she gets.
John touched Aeryn. She looked at him.
Aeryn: I going to go to the den to work with Pilot. May be there is something I can do to help.
John: Are you okay?
She nodded her head.
Aeryn: Fine
She walked out.