"Tell me what Aeryn?" John asked, staring from Aeryn to Crais.
Seeing the pulse pistols still aimed at him and knowing he was risking death from what he was about to say, he shot the pulse pistols from their hands. "Well Aeryn?" Crais asked with a false warm smile. "Aren't you going to tell Commander Crichton here what you have been lying to him about?"
Aeryn looked furious at him, "Frell off Crais!" she warned. She knew if Crichton found out it would kill him and there probably would be no chance of fixing their broken relationship.
"Now that's no way to speak to your lover is it?" he asked. He enjoyed watching the chain reaction on Crichton and Aeryn's face. Aeryn would finally be his. She'd have no choice. Crichton would never want him near her again now.
John's face went pale, "You lying cockroach!" he spat.
"On the contrary Commander, it is Aeryn that has lied to you. We have been intimate for cycles now."
"It was just ONCE!" Aeryn retorted, without thinking. She went to hit him but Crais blocked it, knocking her back.
John's heart sank and shattered to a thousand pieces. "Aeryn?" he asked, his voice becoming shaky, "Is...is it true?" He hoped to God the answer was no.
She sighed deeply and sat down, "I was intoxicated and needed to talk...he was just there. He kissed me and I just couldn't think straight..."
"You mean he took advantage?" he growled.
Aeryn looked up at him, "Yes John...I suppose you could say that. But I promise you it was just once." She buried her head in her hands. She didn't know what to expect. John probably hated her even more now, but she was surprised when he came over to hold her. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, before he turned to face Crais. "You bastard...why?" he gave a disgusted look. He knew Crais would never change, and wondered why Aeryn had been so blind to it. It took all his strength from hitting him, and maybe it was also because he had a pulse pistol aimed at them.
"She needed me after what YOU did to her!" Crais replied, "And I love her far more than you ever could...she belongs with me, not a lesser species like you. I am unsurprised she left you in the end."
He glared at Crais, "Love? I'll tell you about love... I love Aeryn more than ANYTHING. I would die for her, I would do anything for her, and I would even kill for her. She is the centre of my universe, my guide and my wife and nothing can or will change that. You think love is just sex, you Bilar, you have no idea what love is..." Crichton could take it no more. He lunged at his nemesis, but Crais was faster and shot him in his leg and lower stomach.
"NO!" Aeryn cried. She was quickly at John's side and cradled him in her arms. "Stay with me John. You will not give up on me." She quickly found her pulse pistol and aimed it at Crais. "Why Crais? Why did you have to shoot him? He was unarmed! You are poison Crais, everything you do, you do for yourself. You know John's right...you haven't changed, and as for love, you wouldn't know it if it bit you on the eema. I should shoot you dead, but I know Talyn needs you or he will kill many people in panic. Just go."
"But Aeryn, I do love you. I love you more than Crichton ever could..." Crais protested. "From being bonded to Talyn I understand the need for companionship, the need to be with someone."
"Dren. That is dren Crais and you know it. I told you I loved him, I told you and you still go and try to frell everything for me. Now go before I change my mind and kill you. I know Talyn would probably be better off..."
"Please Aeryn. I know we could make this work. We could start again..."
Aeryn shot and missed deliberately. "Next time I won't miss!" She hissed.
Crais turned away sadly and pulse blasts hit him in his leg and shoulder, "I didn't say I wouldn't shoot you." Aeryn said coldly. As she watched Crais limp away.
He wasn't going to turn back. He had lost her to a lesser species, and he knew she would never forgive him. It was true he still loved her and always would, and now he understood love more than ever. Nothing could come between it no matter how hard it tried.
John turned her attention back to John she noticed he was still conscious. "Hold still." She said as she ripped a part of a sheet and tied it tightly around the leg wound. "This should stem the bleeding. She ripped off another piece of sheet and held it to the stomach wound. "Is Moya nearby?"
John nodded weakly. "They are orbiting this planet. I made sure before I came down in case I had to drag you back unconscious." He smiled slightly, and stroked Aeryn's cheek, "Kiss me..." he said simply.
Aeryn smiled and lent down and gave him a soft kiss on his lips. "You know...when I was with Crais, I called him John."
"You did?" he asked.
She nodded quietly. "I'm sorry I left you..." She lay her head on his chest avoiding the injury, and he wrapped an arm around her. She was glad of the warmth. In this dingy hotel room, he was the one thing that was good about the horrid place.
"I'm sorry for the way I treated you." He replied. He was glad he had her back. He knew it would take time to heal the wounds, but at least they had taken the first steps towards healing their relationship.
Fin.
Seeing the pulse pistols still aimed at him and knowing he was risking death from what he was about to say, he shot the pulse pistols from their hands. "Well Aeryn?" Crais asked with a false warm smile. "Aren't you going to tell Commander Crichton here what you have been lying to him about?"
Aeryn looked furious at him, "Frell off Crais!" she warned. She knew if Crichton found out it would kill him and there probably would be no chance of fixing their broken relationship.
"Now that's no way to speak to your lover is it?" he asked. He enjoyed watching the chain reaction on Crichton and Aeryn's face. Aeryn would finally be his. She'd have no choice. Crichton would never want him near her again now.
John's face went pale, "You lying cockroach!" he spat.
"On the contrary Commander, it is Aeryn that has lied to you. We have been intimate for cycles now."
"It was just ONCE!" Aeryn retorted, without thinking. She went to hit him but Crais blocked it, knocking her back.
John's heart sank and shattered to a thousand pieces. "Aeryn?" he asked, his voice becoming shaky, "Is...is it true?" He hoped to God the answer was no.
She sighed deeply and sat down, "I was intoxicated and needed to talk...he was just there. He kissed me and I just couldn't think straight..."
"You mean he took advantage?" he growled.
Aeryn looked up at him, "Yes John...I suppose you could say that. But I promise you it was just once." She buried her head in her hands. She didn't know what to expect. John probably hated her even more now, but she was surprised when he came over to hold her. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, before he turned to face Crais. "You bastard...why?" he gave a disgusted look. He knew Crais would never change, and wondered why Aeryn had been so blind to it. It took all his strength from hitting him, and maybe it was also because he had a pulse pistol aimed at them.
"She needed me after what YOU did to her!" Crais replied, "And I love her far more than you ever could...she belongs with me, not a lesser species like you. I am unsurprised she left you in the end."
He glared at Crais, "Love? I'll tell you about love... I love Aeryn more than ANYTHING. I would die for her, I would do anything for her, and I would even kill for her. She is the centre of my universe, my guide and my wife and nothing can or will change that. You think love is just sex, you Bilar, you have no idea what love is..." Crichton could take it no more. He lunged at his nemesis, but Crais was faster and shot him in his leg and lower stomach.
"NO!" Aeryn cried. She was quickly at John's side and cradled him in her arms. "Stay with me John. You will not give up on me." She quickly found her pulse pistol and aimed it at Crais. "Why Crais? Why did you have to shoot him? He was unarmed! You are poison Crais, everything you do, you do for yourself. You know John's right...you haven't changed, and as for love, you wouldn't know it if it bit you on the eema. I should shoot you dead, but I know Talyn needs you or he will kill many people in panic. Just go."
"But Aeryn, I do love you. I love you more than Crichton ever could..." Crais protested. "From being bonded to Talyn I understand the need for companionship, the need to be with someone."
"Dren. That is dren Crais and you know it. I told you I loved him, I told you and you still go and try to frell everything for me. Now go before I change my mind and kill you. I know Talyn would probably be better off..."
"Please Aeryn. I know we could make this work. We could start again..."
Aeryn shot and missed deliberately. "Next time I won't miss!" She hissed.
Crais turned away sadly and pulse blasts hit him in his leg and shoulder, "I didn't say I wouldn't shoot you." Aeryn said coldly. As she watched Crais limp away.
He wasn't going to turn back. He had lost her to a lesser species, and he knew she would never forgive him. It was true he still loved her and always would, and now he understood love more than ever. Nothing could come between it no matter how hard it tried.
John turned her attention back to John she noticed he was still conscious. "Hold still." She said as she ripped a part of a sheet and tied it tightly around the leg wound. "This should stem the bleeding. She ripped off another piece of sheet and held it to the stomach wound. "Is Moya nearby?"
John nodded weakly. "They are orbiting this planet. I made sure before I came down in case I had to drag you back unconscious." He smiled slightly, and stroked Aeryn's cheek, "Kiss me..." he said simply.
Aeryn smiled and lent down and gave him a soft kiss on his lips. "You know...when I was with Crais, I called him John."
"You did?" he asked.
She nodded quietly. "I'm sorry I left you..." She lay her head on his chest avoiding the injury, and he wrapped an arm around her. She was glad of the warmth. In this dingy hotel room, he was the one thing that was good about the horrid place.
"I'm sorry for the way I treated you." He replied. He was glad he had her back. He knew it would take time to heal the wounds, but at least they had taken the first steps towards healing their relationship.
Fin.