Twin of My Heart (More Stories of the Twinning of Aeryn Sun) Author: blueaeryn Rating: PG

Summary: Can John Open His Heart to the Remaining Aeryn Sun

Notes: Spoilers through the end of S3 Disclaimer: Not mine.

His eyes follow her wherever she goes. She can feel his piercing glaze burning her skin, as she moves through daily life on Moya. Routine, that is what she craves, but there is no routine that can erase his presence.

How she wishes that it could be like it was before. One John Crichton, one Aeryn Sun and one love. But there are fractures now. The remnants of a life led by her other self distorts reality, and it causes an awkwardness between them that may never be erased.

Aeryn is sure when he looks at her, he sees the other Aeryn, the one he loved, the one that carried his child within her. But what of her and the child she may also carry in her womb? Would he reject a child she carried because it wasn't hers? Would he see it as a poor substitute?

She had supported him the best she could. John had gotten it into his head to go to the command carrier after he heard that Scorpius was working on wormhole technology. They had all followed him in his fool-hearty plan, just like they always did, but not everyone came back. Crais and Talyn lost their lives, and they had destroyed the command carrier.

Now, back on Moya, Aeryn had believed her support would lead John to realize his love for her. But he seemed even more distant. He hardly left her side, but he never spoke to her. Just scribbled wormhole equations on his arm with a black pen as she sat near her.

She tried to talk to him, and he would listen to her but rarely spoke. It was tearing her apart to be so close to the man she loved, yet be so distant. It was fate plotting against them again, for just when she discovered she could truly express her love for John Crichton, that frelling twinning happened and he loved and lost the other her. He loved HER so much, Aeryn felt he didn't have anymore to give. She would settle for a small portion of his love, but she was unsure if he even had that to give.

John couldn't seem to leave her side. Aeryn Sun invaded his soul. The woman standing before him followed him to the command carrier and had supported him in yet another stupid plan. He knew she loved him. He could feel it coursing through his blood, and his body ached at the sight of her.

It was always like that with Aeryn. He could hardly breath when she was near, and he longed to pull her into his arms and kiss the soft spot of her neck. To run his fingers through her dark raven hair and lose himself in the volume of curls that fell down her shoulders.

He stopped himself short of following through on his thoughts when another Aeryn came to mind. He could still see the uncertainty in her face when she told him she was pregnant. They hadn't had time to have the child DNA tested, but she had smiled and placed a hand on her stomach and assured him the child was his. She said she felt it.

For the next few solar days, he had walked around Moya in a daze. The woman he loved more then life itself carried his child. He told himself that even if it turned out the child wasn't his biologically, it was his none-the- less, because it was a part of Aeryn. They were to be a family.

Fate, however, had a different path for John Crichton. There would be no happy ever after, no questions of whether they should buy pink or blue. For Aeryn had been taken from him and her child with her. Yet, she still stood before him, the same dark hair, the same gray-blue eyes, and the same love in her heart.

It was then he truly looked at her as she sat at the table cleaning her pulse pistol. Her actions were with the same fluid motions he could remember as Aeryn's. God, she was amazing, he thought. The same hitch in his breath came over him, and then a sense of calm followed.

All this time he had been looking for a miracle, a sign. The twining of Aeryn Sun, and then this one's return was fate's way of giving him a second chance. But could he take it?