This was one of those times where she appreciated her love of pulse pistols. Still drained, Solaris pocketed the newly put together hyper-space communicator, and started stumbling towards the open door in the back of the laboratory, with the stolen gun in hand, trying the best she could to avoid the bodies and clinging to the wall for support. "Oh what I wouldn't give for one of those motorized scooters right about now," she mumbled, tripped, and landed on her face, a bruise appearing on her forehead from the metallic doorframe. "Ouch..."

She could feel herself fading in and out, in and out, like a radio on the FM station. Near unconsciousness engulfed her, and she cursed herself for her own stupidity, "Next time, I'll go easy on the fireworks and try not to land myself in the Aurora Chair..."

Surprisingly, a pair of hands helped her to her feet; thinking it was an enemy, she tried to lash out, but was too weak to move very much. Instead, she gazed dully at a pair of familiar green eyes, "Oh Lord, not you again...."

Jace Kohen nodded briskly, and held her up, "I don't even know why I'm doing this...." he placed her arm around his neck and together, they started walking.

"You're going to get killed for this.... Court marshals aren't fun," she managed to say softly.

"True, but then again, I was going to get one anyway for letting you out. Now, do you mind explaining things to me? Like how you can shoot pulse blasts from your hands?"

"You wouldn't..... believe me if I.... told you."

He shrugged, "We have the time. And where are we going anyway?"

"Scorpius. Find..... Scorpius."

"I thought you said he wasn't a priority to you right now."

"I lied."

A snort of laughter ensued, "I wouldn't be surprised."

"He's got..... my transmodulator."

"What do you want with that thing anyway? Even if it works, it's only a proto-type and could explode while in use. What do you need it for?"

"Parents."

"What?"

Solaris snapped, "MY PARENTS."

For a moment, Jace looked confused, "What about your parents?"

"Dead."

"Then how's the transmodulator going to work?"

"Updates module."

"What?"

They both stopped, as Solaris blacked out for a second, then came back, "I need to.... update the module.... so I can use...... wormhole technology to..... break the space time...... barrier. If I can....... do that then..... I can.... stop them from..... dying."

However, after hearing this, Jace wasn't much for encouragement. Instead, he laughed, "That will never work! You'd have to be trained in the basic fundamentals of wormhole..... oh." He stared, horrified, "How? Is that why Scorpius is after you? You know the wormhole technology he is after?"

If she could've, she would have slapped her forehead, "Why else would he..... want me?"

"Because you're John Crichton and Aeryn Sun's daughter, the first ever Human-Sebacean hybrid. Do you realize what could happen? Our genetic engineers have been dying to figure a way to eliminate susceptibility to Heat Delirium. If what they say is true, then you could be the key to eliminating it from Sebaceans."

"That too."

"How? How do you have the wormhole technology?"

She sighed, and pointed in a random direction, "I have Dad's memories. It's...... complicated. Now move it, Kohen... Where could Scorpy....... be?"

Her companion thought for a moment, and scowled, "I have no idea, but can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Can I have my pulse pistol back?"

"If you promise........ not to shoot me......... and help me get....Winona back.... I'll consider it."

"Alright. Weapons storage is right this way."

"You should... stop being so... nice to me. I might.... actually have....... to start liking you." She paused, then her curiosity got the better of her, "Why are you... doing this? Helping me? Why?"

Jace shook his head yet again, and bit his lip, "To be honest, I don't know. Maybe it's because you're in trouble."

"What, do you have a superhero complex? You have to always save the damsel in distress?"

He hesitated, before he answered, "Something like that." He could feel her getting stronger, and he took the time to hold up upright against the wall while her legs started to work again. With her face towards the bulkhead, he whispered in her ear, "Promise me something."

Her blue eyes looked back at his green ones, "What?"

"When I help you get the transmodulator from Scorpius, wherever you're going into the past, take me with you."

Solaris was surprised, "Why?"

"Solaris—"

"Jace? You can call me Lara."

"Lara?"

"Yes?"

"There's nothing here for me. I'm going to get the Living Death anyway, and die horribly. Take me with you."

"Only if you say please."

"Trasnik," he replied, grinning.

"Probakto," She retorted, and laughed, "I think I can stand now...."

"Try it."

She did, even with a little stumbling, but she was able to stay on her feet, "That's much better, thanks. Now let's go hunt down Dracula and get the frell outta here."

It didn't take them long to run into trouble. As soon as they stepped past the doors of the weapons storage, fourteen active guards were shooting at them. Using what little energy she had, Solaris spent the entire time kicking out with her legs, tripping up the Peacekeepers and swinging out with her fists. "Jace! Problemo mejor!"

"What!?!?" He shot his pulse pistol at a couple guards and wrestled an assault rifle from one of them and delivering a roundhouse kick to another, "Do you mind speaking in a way I can comprehend?"

"I NEED A GUN!!!!" she screamed back, her fingers swiftly jabbed on a pressure point in the middle of a PK's neck, immobilizing him and rendering him unconscious, "GUN, PLEASE!!!!!!!"

He threw the rifle at her, "THERE!"

"Thanks Baby!" she blurted out, jabbing another soldier in the gut and sucker punching him in the jaw. Holstering it, she let loose with pulse blasts left and right, ducked away from one aimed at her head, and fired again. Five went down, from a total of eight that she'd immobilized. "I have to get Winona!"

Jace was doing splendid on his own, throwing out a sharp right elbow against a soldier's solar plexus and aiming the loose gun in the soldier's hand at another enemy to finish off the last of the unit of soldiers. Whirling around, he immediately saw Solaris shaking, the gun in her hands as she collapsed on the floor. He strode to her and held her face in one of his hands, "Come on, Lara, wake up! You couldn't have spent all that much energy...."

"Tell that to..... my body.... Remember, I was...... in the....... Chair, and that....... drained me....."

"Even prisoners who've spent arns in the Aurora Chair recover after a few microts of sleep. You were out for a couple arns!"

"It's.... different for me. I'm not..... like other people....." she moaned, and gritted her teeth trying to stand back up, "It drained me....... in body and....... mind....... It..... accelerated the..... memory feedback in..... my head....."

"Lara, you can't go on like this."

"I...... have to."

"The strain would kill you."

"Then it'll kill me."

"Lara!" he pursued tersely, emotionally, "I'm not going to let you die, not like this."

She smirked weakly, "Aww.... Jace I.... didn't know you........ cared."

He smiled faintly back at her before placing his arm around the back of her head, and the other under her knees, lifting her up, "To be honest, I don't know why either. I just.... do."

"Jace? Do me a favor."

"Of course."

"Get Winona. She's specially marked with a JC on the butt of her barrel."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you have her. Now sleep, and I'll take care of you. Just trust me."

The way he acted sent alarms running through her mind, and, when she blanked out, the notion became more and more intense: This feels too..... human. Who am I, that's one question, but more importantly: who are you?

Please Read and Review! I'm really on a roll, and I'm going to finish these last couple chapters tonight! It's getting good, folks. Thanks for reading!

To kind of clear things up, "problemo mejor" is, I believe, "major (or big) problem" in Spanish, and I thought that since John uses Spanish sometimes (not very much mind you) on Farscape, that his daughter, with his memories, would be able to say things in it too. In fact, (shhhhhhhhhh big secret!) it's been rumored she speaks it better than he does because she remembers things that he tends to forget lol! Also, trasnik is a word meaning "fool" and probakto means, basically, "b—tard" (I don't like to use SEVERELY crude language in these fix lol). You can thank the Farscape Encyclopedia that I go on all the time (I forget what the link is, and I'd look it up but right now [it's 5/22 btw] my net's down) so credit them for the list and credit Farscape/the Jim Henson Company/Rockne O'Bannon for all the lingo we hear on the show!

To be honest, I just thought of Jace in here, and actually came up with a way he exists. At first, I wanted him to be some random but with a sense of humor PK guy, but I've got bigger plans for him, which will most likely be explained in the next fic that I do (as I'm typing this, I'm thinking of a plot line for it right now....... VERY awesome, and hopefully all of you will enjoy it too!) But this is gonna be tricky...... to write him in as who he is and not give a lot of it away. It's REALLY GOOD, that's all I can say lol

DSP, LOL hopefully your questions will be answered soon.

Anyway, keep reading, please review, hasta luego folks! Thanks for reading! Please continue!