An entire solar day had passed from when she passed out, and when she came to, Solaris was suddenly struck with a sense of being there before.

In fact, she was lying directly in the same place she had before on the Moya in her time: in the medical area, right on the medical table she had been on before all those other times she passed out. "Talk about a rerun," she murmured, and clasped her head.

Immediately, her movement startled a reaction, and a familiar face filled her vision, "I see you're doing well....... Lara is it? I didn't expect you to wake up so soon." It was Stark, but the normality of his voice was what startled her the most.

"Stark?"

He nodded, and asked, "Are you able to stand?"

"Yes...." she held her hand out and he took it, hoisting her to a sitting position on the table. Gazing over, Solaris could see Jace, still convulsing and foaming at the mouth, although it did seem like it wasn't as violent. She sighed, and turned back to Stark, "What's wrong with him?"

The Banik hesitated for a moment before replying, "To be honest, I don't know." His eyes looked with sympathy over the sprawled form, "Even I can do little to ease his pain. It seems that whatever is affecting him is something in his own cells."

John busted through the doors and gazed at them both, "Can I have a word with my daughter, Stark?"

The former nodded, "Of course, Crichton," and he shuffled out the door.

Solaris's eyes were still wide, "Well I'll be damned, he's actually sane for once."

"I'll say, but then again this is all something out of the Twilight Zone anyway..." rubbing his eyes, he focused his on hers, "But anyway, we need to talk."

"Oh god, I knew this was going to happen......"

"What?"

She tried not to bust her face open with the biggest grin in history, "You're going to give me the sex talk."

He roared with laughter, "NO, that's, that's........ no! That's not it," he chuckled a bit more before he continued, "Listen, how the frell did you even get here through the wormhole? Last time I recall, you couldn't travel back and forth in time, only to other places in space."

"It's a newer concept I came up with... I could show it to you if you'd let me," she replied, and held out her hand, "Help me down?"

He nodded, but when their hands touched, a pain came back into her head, and she saw a scene in her mind play out, "Whoa, that's one big Budong."

Her statement made John do a double take, "What? A Budong? What the frell's a Budong?" He searched his own memory and he immediately became suspicious, "Wait, are you my daughter, or his?"

Now it was her turn to be dumbfounded, "'His'?"

"Yeah, my twin's."

A flash of pain again engulfed her, and she felt woozy, "Twin? You had a twin? You were twinned?" Solaris's blue eyes squinted as she thought hard, and her forehead scrunched up with deep thought, "No you weren't."

"Uh, yeah I was. There was this brain eating twinning guy who wanted to eat up the gray matter up in here," he tapped his skull, "and he cloned people to get more goodies. Didn't finish me off, or him, or both of me, or whatever."

Solaris shook her head, "I don't understand..... I would've remembered that. If you were twinned, I would have remembered it, I swear I would've..."

"So you have no idea about the whole Lo'La incident? Or the other thing where the other me died?"

"You died?"

"No, the other me........ thing, HE died. Man you're really not getting it, are you?"

"I think I can answer that, John," replied a voice from behind them both, and John took one look over his shoulder to see a flash of light appear in front of his eyes. Shielding them from the brightness, he drew Winona to see a lobster looking alien, who shimmered into a face he knew quite well.

"JACK!??!?!" Winona was getting hot and heavy in his hand as he aimed it at the appearance altering creature, "Aeryn said you're dead."

Solaris turned to look, and gained another flash of memory, "Ugh, Jack? What are you doing here? And no, he's not dead." Turning back, she shot John a nasty look, "He's not dead, you moron! He's been alive this entire time!"

"I'm the moron!??!?! Furlow SHOT the guy at the Dam-Ba-Da depot! Aeryn saw him die on the spot!"

"What?" suddenly, she was confused, "That's not how I remembered it..... You went with Aeryn on Talyn, with Crais, Rygel and Stark, and you used the wormhole techno babble in your head to destroy the Scarran Dreadnaught...."

"...............And.....?"

"And that's it! The Dreadnaught was destroyed and you all rendezvoused with Moya."

"So you remember nothing of Looney Tune Land when D'Argo put me into a coma?"

"What's Looney Tunes got to do with it?"

"So you ARE his daughter!!!"

Confused and shaking her head, she looked down at her hands, "And once again, I wonder: what the hell am I? And more importantly, Jack, if John says you're dead, how are you here?"

"I think I may have your answers, Solaris," replied the Ancient, "You are, yourself, a unique individual."

"Yeah, now how can you just turn back the hands of time and come back from the dead?" quipped John, for the moment, lowering his favorite pulse pistol, "Usually, people don't do that, not even from where I come from."

"Let me start from the beginning. As much as I look and sound like the Ancient known as 'Jack' to you, I can assure you, I am not."

"Oh, well that's a big help. So the question is: WHO ARE YOU?"

"I am also known as 'Jack'—"

"Well, THAT clears things up."

"Like pea soup," added Solaris.

"You must understand, I am trying to put this into easier terms. The Jack in this reality is dead, yes, because in every alternate reality, every Jack that exists within them felt the presence of his death. I am, as you would say, a duplicate, an exact copy of 'Jack', but I exist in another realm of reality. I followed Solaris on an energy stream her module was on a parallel course with."

The young woman nodded, "That makes sense."

"What also makes sense is that you are from my reality, Solaris."

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT??!?!?!"

Jack sighed, "Please, hear me out."

John sighed, and hoisted himself up next to his 'daughter', "Go on, Jack. Explain away."

"Solaris, you are not from this plane of reality. You wanted to go back in time to change your future, to prevent John and Aeryn ever being crystallized on the ocean planet, am I correct?"

She nodded instantaneously, "Of course. That's how they died: they stayed in that state for too long."

John was taken aback, "That incident killed us?"

"Yeah! Grandma said that if you both were left in that state for more than a cycle, then you would remain that way permanently. We never found a way to bring you back. I, as a fetus, was the only one who could be 'put back together' as a full human being, but even that took days to get me out of the crystal i was trapped inside of."

He looked confused, but waved it off, "Spare me the biology, Lara, and just keep going, Jack."

"Alright," replied the Ancient, and he continued, "However, Solaris, when you entered your module and flew it into a wormhole......."

She raised an index finger, "Wait a minute, correction there, Jack."

"Yes?"

"I didn't fly it: Jace did," she pointed to her fallen friend, still unconscious on the opposing table, "Which reminds me to ask him how the frell he did that.... It was a DNA encoded flight system......"

"Then your friend Jace piloted the module wrong. You didn't land backwards in time as you originally planned: you were off by a dench. That microscopic miscalculation sent you spiraling from your own time and reality into this one. You see, we will call this reality the 'Mainstream' reality, and yours the 'Eclipse' reality. Your module at slightly the wrong angle, punched a hole through the boundary line between your Eclipse reality and the Mainstream reality. Instead of heading through a wormhole path that would lead you back to the past, you created a path that converged into this reality, which runs parallel to yours. This reality, although parallel, runs at the same pace as yours, only with a sixteen cycle delay. In a way, you have gone back in time, but not in the way you expected."

She looked incredulous, "So you mean to tell me that I'm not even in my own reality anymore? I'm in some parallel dimension?"

"Correct."

"Unbelievable," said John, shaking his head, "So she's not my daughter?"

"Yes she is, John, only, she's the daughter you would have had in her reality."

"And I thought high school chemistry was going to give me a headache....."

Solaris hopped up from the table, "Ok, fine, Mr. 'Know-All-See-All', then can you explain this?" Her palm whipped out flat and parallel to her body, and a small blast of concentrated pulse energy flared out, hitting an empty metallic bucket so hard it blew a smoking black hole in it.

John gaped, "Holy crap....."

Jack actually smiled, "I'm also speculating that you have had experiences with psychic links and memory feedbacks, am I correct?"

His words astounded her, "How did you....?"

"Solaris, when you were first created, we Ancients had no idea that you would be the salvation of our own race."

"What's it? Huh?"

He sighed, "When we gave John the wormhole technology when we first contacted him, we feared that his human brain may not have the capacity to hold the information. So, we had to modify his brain with dormant Ancient cells. Apparently, the conditions were correct, and when he procreated with Aeryn Sun in your time, the energy produced between your rejecting DNA was enough to activate the additional Ancient DNA inside of you."

"WHAT?"

"Your cells have astounding properties. The human and Peacekeeper DNA, although compatible, desire specific things from the other side of the double helix. However, what they want is of total opposite of what is needed, creating a magnetic repulsion. This repulsion creates massive chain reactions within your body, and the energy levels reached could be of destructive properties. This is what causes the energy blasts from your hands: at times, you must siphon off some energy so that you do not blow yourself apart. It is also this active energy that triggers your memories, unlocking otherwise dormant images from your parents' past lives. In addition to your double helix DNA, there is a third strand, one of Ancient DNA that changes your double into a triple helix. It is this Ancient DNA that, with the right amount of energy, can gain access to OUR memories, including the wormhole technology, and our abilities as well. It is even possible that yours are slightly varied than ours, due to how powerful the energy output is."

"I'm a walking TIME BOMB!??!?!?!!" His entire monologue made Solaris gasp.

John's eyes widened as well, "Holy crap, Solaris, you're a walking Scorpius magnet......"

She pressed Jack, slightly confused, " But wait a minute, then how come I could reach Dad in another reality? From mine to this one?"

"I think it is because this reality runs so close to yours, that they are mere denches away in space-time. It is possible, with enough power, that psychic links established with one person's mind in your realm could carry over into a psychic link with that very same person in ANOTHER realm of space-time."

"It must have been the fact that my DNA was more dominant than Aeryn's," John replied, contemplating, "That would be the only reason why you act the way you do. When I hear your voice and see the things that you do, you remind me more of myself than your mother."

Shaken, Solaris nodded, "Wow..... I never knew I was so complicated....."

"It is also possible that now that you are on the same reality plane as John that the bond between you will grow stronger, and the link between you two intensified to where you can enter his mind at will."

"You mean, I can read his mind?"

"Not necessarily read his mind, but converse with him through your minds, yes. It's entirely possible. However, my time is almost through here, and there is one more matter I came here for," continued Jack, "I detected an anomaly aboard Moya, and I feel it more in this room than outside the ship. Solaris, I think that when you came through the wormhole, you brought something here that you shouldn't have."

"What do you mean?"

Jack paused, as if sensing the problem, when his blue eyes slowly shifted to Jace's sprawled form. Almost seemingly magnetic, he drew himself over to the younger's side, and he sighed, sadly, "It's this boy. He is the anomaly."

"What? That guy?" asked John, "Nah, he's just a bit stiff right now."

"John, this being is not supposed to be here."

"Jack, do you know what's wrong with him?" questioned Solaris.

The Ancient checked Jace's condition and scanned over him, "It's just as I feared."

"What? What's wrong with Jace?"

"Jace is the anomaly. He's not supposed to be here. You see, no two beings are allowed to share the same span of space-time at the same exact moment. The intruder of the two always succumbs to a debilitating disease, a very violent reaction within his very molecular structure, and although I have never seen it up close, I believe this is it. The victim's cells begin to shred themselves apart, causing massive internal injuries and brain damage that is irreversable, and unrepairable." He sighed, and rubbed his eyes, "Because Jace is here, it has caused a rift in space-time. Things must be balanced out, no matter what."

"Wait Jack, if that's true, how come I was twinned, and had Conan and Cranium Crichton, all in the same space-time moment, and we never felt a thing?" asked John.

"Because they were created IN THIS REALITY. This illness only applies to those who are not born within this same reality."

"So what can we do?" her eyes were growing with tears.

"There's only two ways you can save him," replied Jack, "either he must die, or his genetic double."

"What? What are you saying Jack, that Jace is going to die?"

"If his genetic double is not found and exterminated, then yes, Solaris, he will die."

"We're so screwed," moaned John, "Where the frell would we find his clone?"

"I'm sensing something different about him, though," replied Jack, taking another look at Jace, "I cannot perform any type of bio-analysis, but I can sense that his energy signature is very different from anything I've ever seen before. The closest thing that I can compare his to is your own, Solaris."

"What? Me? Why mine?"

"I said it was comparable, not that it was exactly like it. I meant that it was similar, a mix of Sebacean and another energy signature like that of a human," his eyes were downcast, "And a faulty energy signature at that. You see, half of your signature, Solaris, and all of John's, are on a specific energy frequency, and have a specific tone of origin. Jace's DNA structure does not have that signature, it's a great deal lower..."

"Wait a minute, so you're saying that Jace here has a human energy signature, but it's defective?" asked John, his eyes burning holes at the Ancient, "You mean to tell me that Jace is carrying around some faulty human DNA in his body, and that's why he's dying??!?!"

"No...." It dawned on her then, "No....... no this can't be......" Groaning, she tried to stop the tears from flowing, but even a stoic would've cried, "Oh my god, it all makes sense now."

"John's arm went immediately around her shoulders, "What? What is it, Baby? What's wrong?"

"You, Dad. You. Jace's genetic twin is you." She cried, and continued, "He's an incomplete clone, Dad. Someone wanted your DNA to gain access to your memories, but when some of the clones probably died off, they tried to inject Sebacean DNA in to fix any weak DNA strands....."

Jack nodded, "Yes, that would make sense. And there is only one person I know of, in this reality or mine, that would do such a thing."

"But how, HOW did he get my DNA?" John wondered aloud, "I mean, he puts his frelling neural chip in my noggin, and when I tried to take it out, it rips out whatever the frell controls my speech, and if THAT'S not enough, now, comes to find out he took some of my gray matter with him. Would someone PLEASE call Sigmund Freud and get him a rubber ROOM!?!?!??!"

"But..... to Jace?" cried Solaris, and she hobbled over to him, touching his face with two of her fingers, "Is there any way we can save him?"

"No," replied Jack, "Unless you wish to kill off John and whatever Sebacean that volunteered the genetic sample that was mixed with his."

Solaris's tears were streaming down her face, and John got a vague vision of himself crying over Aeryn that time where Harvey tried to kill her though his body. "Look, Lara, it's—"

"Dad, if you're going to say, 'it's going to be all right', I swear to you that I won't hesitate to punch your lights out, and leave you with a smoking hole in the gut," she threatened, agitated, whirling around to face him with enraged tears, "It's him or you that I have to give up, and I'm not ready for that yet. Not now, probably not ever."

"Lara......"

"No. It's him or you, Dad. Dammit, I love you both, but deciding between you two is killing me."

"I think we better leave Solaris with her friend," replied Jack, taking John aside, "Let her be with him for awhile."

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