"That... that's impossible!" Stuttered Solaris, her blue eyes widening as
she rocked back on her heels. Her breath caught in her throat, shocked.
"Impossible? Impossible my ass! Here, look, you want my driver's license or something? I AM John Crichton, ok?! Numero uno big kahuna, got it?" Retorted John, his hands waving to prove his point. "There ain't no other guy like me around, or else the world's screwed!"
"No, no, no, no, it can't be... you can't be him! NO you can't!!!"
"And why the fuck not?"
"'CAUSE YOU'RE DEAD!!!" Screamed the teen, tears coming from her eyes. Taking a couple steps back, with her hand swiping across her eyes trying to catch the salty water, she turned away, unable to look as she repeated softly, "You're dead..."
"No I'm not, HELLO? I'm RIGHT HERE, with my heart pumpin' and I'm breathin'. Dead people don't breathe!'
"Well, you're SUPPOSED to be DEAD!!!!!"
John was frozen stark stiff. *I'm supposed to be dead? Whoa, wait a second here! Me, here, alive! I ain't dead! WHAT is she talking about?* Aloud, his voice came out sarcastic, his tone, frank. "Hey, listen kiddo, just for the sake of repeatition, I AIN'T DEAD. WHOOO HOOO, you see me??? WHOOO HOOO right here, with feet PLANTED to the ground, and I ain't goin' nowhere! I'm breathin' I'm walkin' and I can't damn shut up. YEP, I'd say I was alive, now WHAT ARE YOU FUKIN' TALKIN' ABOUT?!?!?!"
*Oh god, where... and WHEN am I?* Solaris screamed in her mind, tears still flowing. "What... what year is it? What... time?"
"What, have you been livin' in a cardboard box or something? It's March, Einstein, you want fries with that?"
"I ain't stupid you nimrod!" Shot back the human-Sabaceanoid. "I'm just not sure what DAY and YEAR it is!"
John looked insulted, and grabbed her by the arm to spin her around and look at her in the face. "17 and 1999 kiddo, get with the program and crawl out into daylight sometime, it might actually be good for ya if you're bein' serious and have NO IDEA what today is!!!!"
For a moment she stared into his eyes, and refused to move them because her eyes were his. It shocked her to be this close to him, to see how much they were alike, and how much they were different at the same time. The realization shocked her down to her bones, and scared her deeper still.
Finally, she addressed his statement. "Then this is all wrong..."
"What? Hey, HEY, I don't got 'stupid' written on my forehead you know, but if you don't start explaining things..."
"Sorry John, no joy."
He scowled, and gripped both her shoulders a bit painfully, making her wince. "Look, I don't know who you are, what you are, what the heck you're doin' here or all that jazz so just TELL me, alright? No 'you're dead' crap, ok??? Now, who the hell are you?"
A second went by where she claculated her risks, and decided to take the bait. "My name's Solaris."
"Sola what? You gotta be kidding me! Who are YOUR parents, Pluto and the Kryptonian Kid? Jeez, I woulda said Jackie or somethin'..."
She cracked a small smile. "Jacqueline's my middle name."
"What?"
My grandfather... his name was Jack. My dad... he wanted that to be my first name, but Mother wouldn't have had it..."
At this statement, Crichton grew slightly interested, cocking his head to one side and looked at her intently. "Now here's the humdinger of a question... who are your parents?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
He chuckled, eyes twinking in amusement. "Oh puh-lease, I ain't an astronaut for nothin'. Can't get more spacey than an astronaut."
Solaris hesitated, unsure. "I... probably shouldn't tell you... I have no idea how long I'm going to be here anyway..." A spark of realization came to her, seeing the past events come into focus as her head gave way to a migraine of pain. Grimacing, she embraced it, until it had stopped as suddenly as it began. "John... You're not right for her, and you know it."
He looked puzzled. 'Whaaa... what the hell are you talkin' about?"
"Alex, John. She's wrong for you..."
Now John was getting scared. "OOOK someone's been watchin' too many soap operas lately! How did... I mean, what... how... do you know about Alex? What's she got to do anything?"
Solaris bit her lip, unsure of herself. "Oh, by the way, take your Mom's diamond ring with you. I know it's your lucky charm, but be sure to take it, you may need it in the years ahead."
"WHAT?! WHO ARE YOU!??!"
At this, she smiled peacefully. "Someone who knows." As she said this, her heart gave a leap, and she scrambled away, the weight of the pain overshadowed by the pain of seeing her soon-to-be father seeing her in pain. She ran back behind the pier, between it and the land, just in time for darkness to over take her, and swamping her brain with eerie, inky black abyss.
*~*~*~*~*16 Cycles Before*~*~*~*~* "WHOA, THAT was INTENSE!!!!" John woke up with a start, breaking out into a cold sweat as he fumbled in the covers to run out of bed, his mousy brown hair tossled. Instantly, the black-balck haired beauty next to him stirred and woke up almost as quickly, clasping the sheets of the blankets to conceal her form and figure. She looked as wide eyed as he did, and twice as scared.
"John, what's going on? What happened?"
He started to shake, there in front of her in his boxers, trying to shake off his memories. "I had that frelling dream again..."
Aeryn looked concerned, and sweeping the sheets up with her, she got up to put her arms around Crichton's shoulders, hugging him gently. "About the girl?"
"Yeah. Damn it Aeryn, she had my EYES! And you're gorgeous form! Babe, she was just like the two of us put into a blender and the mixer hit frape'! And it wasn't just THAT that freaks me out..."
"Then what is it?"
"That was no DREAM Princess, that was a MEMORY. When I went back to SC for a summer visit to my old stompin' grounds with my dad, I SAW her... caught her down by the boats..."
She snuggled closer, her warm breath sending chills down her lover's spine. "You sure?"
"Yeah, and you know what the wierd part is? What she said came true."
"Impossible? Impossible my ass! Here, look, you want my driver's license or something? I AM John Crichton, ok?! Numero uno big kahuna, got it?" Retorted John, his hands waving to prove his point. "There ain't no other guy like me around, or else the world's screwed!"
"No, no, no, no, it can't be... you can't be him! NO you can't!!!"
"And why the fuck not?"
"'CAUSE YOU'RE DEAD!!!" Screamed the teen, tears coming from her eyes. Taking a couple steps back, with her hand swiping across her eyes trying to catch the salty water, she turned away, unable to look as she repeated softly, "You're dead..."
"No I'm not, HELLO? I'm RIGHT HERE, with my heart pumpin' and I'm breathin'. Dead people don't breathe!'
"Well, you're SUPPOSED to be DEAD!!!!!"
John was frozen stark stiff. *I'm supposed to be dead? Whoa, wait a second here! Me, here, alive! I ain't dead! WHAT is she talking about?* Aloud, his voice came out sarcastic, his tone, frank. "Hey, listen kiddo, just for the sake of repeatition, I AIN'T DEAD. WHOOO HOOO, you see me??? WHOOO HOOO right here, with feet PLANTED to the ground, and I ain't goin' nowhere! I'm breathin' I'm walkin' and I can't damn shut up. YEP, I'd say I was alive, now WHAT ARE YOU FUKIN' TALKIN' ABOUT?!?!?!"
*Oh god, where... and WHEN am I?* Solaris screamed in her mind, tears still flowing. "What... what year is it? What... time?"
"What, have you been livin' in a cardboard box or something? It's March, Einstein, you want fries with that?"
"I ain't stupid you nimrod!" Shot back the human-Sabaceanoid. "I'm just not sure what DAY and YEAR it is!"
John looked insulted, and grabbed her by the arm to spin her around and look at her in the face. "17 and 1999 kiddo, get with the program and crawl out into daylight sometime, it might actually be good for ya if you're bein' serious and have NO IDEA what today is!!!!"
For a moment she stared into his eyes, and refused to move them because her eyes were his. It shocked her to be this close to him, to see how much they were alike, and how much they were different at the same time. The realization shocked her down to her bones, and scared her deeper still.
Finally, she addressed his statement. "Then this is all wrong..."
"What? Hey, HEY, I don't got 'stupid' written on my forehead you know, but if you don't start explaining things..."
"Sorry John, no joy."
He scowled, and gripped both her shoulders a bit painfully, making her wince. "Look, I don't know who you are, what you are, what the heck you're doin' here or all that jazz so just TELL me, alright? No 'you're dead' crap, ok??? Now, who the hell are you?"
A second went by where she claculated her risks, and decided to take the bait. "My name's Solaris."
"Sola what? You gotta be kidding me! Who are YOUR parents, Pluto and the Kryptonian Kid? Jeez, I woulda said Jackie or somethin'..."
She cracked a small smile. "Jacqueline's my middle name."
"What?"
My grandfather... his name was Jack. My dad... he wanted that to be my first name, but Mother wouldn't have had it..."
At this statement, Crichton grew slightly interested, cocking his head to one side and looked at her intently. "Now here's the humdinger of a question... who are your parents?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
He chuckled, eyes twinking in amusement. "Oh puh-lease, I ain't an astronaut for nothin'. Can't get more spacey than an astronaut."
Solaris hesitated, unsure. "I... probably shouldn't tell you... I have no idea how long I'm going to be here anyway..." A spark of realization came to her, seeing the past events come into focus as her head gave way to a migraine of pain. Grimacing, she embraced it, until it had stopped as suddenly as it began. "John... You're not right for her, and you know it."
He looked puzzled. 'Whaaa... what the hell are you talkin' about?"
"Alex, John. She's wrong for you..."
Now John was getting scared. "OOOK someone's been watchin' too many soap operas lately! How did... I mean, what... how... do you know about Alex? What's she got to do anything?"
Solaris bit her lip, unsure of herself. "Oh, by the way, take your Mom's diamond ring with you. I know it's your lucky charm, but be sure to take it, you may need it in the years ahead."
"WHAT?! WHO ARE YOU!??!"
At this, she smiled peacefully. "Someone who knows." As she said this, her heart gave a leap, and she scrambled away, the weight of the pain overshadowed by the pain of seeing her soon-to-be father seeing her in pain. She ran back behind the pier, between it and the land, just in time for darkness to over take her, and swamping her brain with eerie, inky black abyss.
*~*~*~*~*16 Cycles Before*~*~*~*~* "WHOA, THAT was INTENSE!!!!" John woke up with a start, breaking out into a cold sweat as he fumbled in the covers to run out of bed, his mousy brown hair tossled. Instantly, the black-balck haired beauty next to him stirred and woke up almost as quickly, clasping the sheets of the blankets to conceal her form and figure. She looked as wide eyed as he did, and twice as scared.
"John, what's going on? What happened?"
He started to shake, there in front of her in his boxers, trying to shake off his memories. "I had that frelling dream again..."
Aeryn looked concerned, and sweeping the sheets up with her, she got up to put her arms around Crichton's shoulders, hugging him gently. "About the girl?"
"Yeah. Damn it Aeryn, she had my EYES! And you're gorgeous form! Babe, she was just like the two of us put into a blender and the mixer hit frape'! And it wasn't just THAT that freaks me out..."
"Then what is it?"
"That was no DREAM Princess, that was a MEMORY. When I went back to SC for a summer visit to my old stompin' grounds with my dad, I SAW her... caught her down by the boats..."
She snuggled closer, her warm breath sending chills down her lover's spine. "You sure?"
"Yeah, and you know what the wierd part is? What she said came true."