John's Mind

"Hello?" Pause. "Can I come out now?"

"No"

Pause.

"Now?"

"No."

"Now?"

"No"

"Now... please?"

"NO"

"How about now?"

"For the last time NO!"

"Oh, come on. Now?"

"SHUT UP!"

"No. Can I get out now?"

Infuritated, Harvey leapt from the beach lounge chair that he was in and rushed over to the green dumpster. "What part of the word NO do you not understand!"

"What part of "Bored-out-of-my-freaking-mind" do YOU not understand?"

Harvey reached in with his dead, clamy, leather-clad hand and grabbed Harper's neck. "If I where you I would stop talking before someone where to break your scrawny little neck."

Seamus Harper normally would have paid attention to people threatening his life, if only ffor a short while, but not once did his gaze fall upon Harvey. Harper was focusing all of his attention on the volleyball game. They way that the women played, dissappeared, then reappeared, seemed to hypnotize him. "Will you look at that, the teams are tied, and that lady looks hot."

"Are you listening to me?" Harvey said as he shook Harper like a leaf in the wind.

"Nope. How about you let me watch the show and I'll be quiet for the rest of the time that I'm stuck in here?"

A low growl escaped Harvey's lips, but he relented. After all, anything would worth it in order to shut that pitiful man up. With a crippling glare that would have killed a sebacean, Harvey threw Harper onto a nearby chair. "Be quiet," he said rather uselessly as Harper could not be communicated to.

Med Deck
John was trying rather aimlessly to back away from the murderous glare of Beka. "Listen, I can probably find a way out of this, after all, I am a genius." 'There it goes again.' "I mean, I'm not the genius here, but Harper is. Although he's not here, so I guess that no-one here is a genius, except for you Rom-doll." John paused. "Did I just say that? Lame."

Beka glowered at him one last time before turning her attention to Dylan. "CAPTAIN Hunt. I except you to come up with another stupid sceme to get this idiot out of Harper and back into his own body so that I can shove him out the air-lock." She paused for a moment then clarified. "I don't mean Harper, but this dirt bag out the air-lock."

"Ah, that would make more sense." Dylan turned to Rommie. "Any suggestions?"

"Only one, but I doubt that Beka woul-"

"Now I remember!" Shouted John. "Harvey told me to dissarm or dissassemble the stupid nano-bots that you idiots injected into me." Harper's borrowed face suddenly blanced. "Oh Freil." He started pacing. "If I don't get it fixed soon then my body will be permenately damaged."

"Explain." Rommie asked.

"When the purple fairy over there injected thoses stupid nano's into me, they immediately attempted to attach to my centeral nervous system. That just happens to be where my translation microbes are.

"Translation microbes?" Trance asked puzzled.

"Yea, they do some weird thingy when end up translating any language into mine so that I can understand them."

"So you could understand us from the begining?" Dylan repeated, as realization dawned upon him.

"Hell yes, and I thought that you where peacekeepers, and that is not somebody who I would like to be in the company of. Although I bet that Commadant Graza would be totally hot in -," John covered his hands over his mouth before therest of that sentence could make it out. "Who's body am I in? Theperv of the universe?"

Beka gave a small smile before she remembered whatall had happened and that the person in front of her wasn't really Harper.

"More or less," was Tyr's stotic reply.

"Dylan, in my recent update from the Commewealth Medical Research and Tech, there is a file that involves conciousness transfer by way of a dataport. I believe that I may beable to transfer Harper's mind back into his own body, however that would result in the loss of John's concious."

"Now listen, before you decide to take apart my brain using a blender or whatever, let me try to fix this. I mean, it wasn't even my fault!" John said as he slowly started to back away towards a vent nearby that he believed he could fit in. All he would have to do is go to the lower decks where he hasn't been able to fix the sensors and keep very still and quiet so that Tyr wouldn't be able to find him with his senses. 'How the heck did I know that?'

"Oh? And whose fault was it then?" Dylan asked increduously.

"Harvey's."

"Who?" The group asked in unison.

"Harvey, my little present from Scorpy."

"Who?" They repeated.

"Scorpy is the evil villain of the, um, time or universe that I come from."

"Time," Rommie clarified.

"What?"

"You said time or universe. There is a 80 match that you are Jonathan 'John' Chricton, a member of NASA that ran missions from Earth to Mars in the year 2002. During that time you accidentally stumbled across a small flucuation in the fabric of subspacethat threw you into a slipstream event which deposited you infront of the Tarn Vedra, the Vedrans homeworld. You stayed there for almost a months before they found where you lived in the galaxy. Since they knew of the Earth, they opened trade relations in the year 4586 and your 23 times great grandson was the one that the Vedrans chose to negotiate the terms with. This was of course, only when the Earth had advanced effectivally enough to have certain items that the Vedrans wanted."

"I have know idea where you got that information, but you aren't talking about me. My name is John Chriton, a member of IASA. I was working on a way to travel out of the solar system when a wormhole opened up and flung me into God-only-knows where in the middle of a firefight between the PeaceKeeper fleet and a prision transport. After I literally bumped into a ship and it blew up, the prision ship caught my module in their docking web. Anyway, it turns out that the ship that blew up was the fleet comanders brother. So I ended up with criminal's in a prision ship fleeing from a guy that believes that I intentionally killed his brother. This led to almost a year of needless running around from the idiot. He end's up becoming the captain of Moya's offspring, Talyn. Moya is the prision ship. Talyn is the hybrid Leviathan and Peacekeeper tech. Now we are doing some running from Scorpious, a guy who was after my brain all because some stupid alien race decided to put wormhole technology information into my brain. What's really funny is the fact that I couldn't acess it, but he could. Anyway, he place a neurochip into my brain and that ended up taking control of me and killing Aeryn, a renagede Peacekeeper. I finally got the chip out, and during the operation, Zhann, gave a huge amount of her energy and life force to bring Aeryn back. Recently we have been trying to find a planet with the rigght type of soil and sun to plant Zhann in. Today was one of our very few quiet days and I was walking around Moya when something blue apeared in front of me and I ended up in that hallway. And before you whine about there being no such thing as another universe, I know that there is because you didn't know what the peacekeeper were. And since you have a record going back to the 20th century, then you would have had detailed records about the PK's or Scarrens."

"Scarren? I believe that we might have a record on them." Rommie closed her eyes briefly. "Scarren, life forms from the planet Scarra. Wiped out by the magog in the year 9045. No significant technological advancements to date."

"There, that proves it. Were I'm from the Scarrens are one of the biggest and baddest guys that hate the cold that rule half of the galaxy that I was in."

"Hey, all this oh-my-life-is-so-horrible crap isn't getting us closer for finding a solution," Beka pointed out rather loudly.

"You're right Beka. Tyr, confine John here in a holding cell until we can sort this mess out and find a solution."

John looked between Tyr, Trance, Beka, and Rommie as they started to close in.

"Look Har- John, it's for your own good. We wouldn't want you to hurt yourself in this ship."

"Or hurt the ship," Rommies added mildly.

"Ya know folks, you got a point there. In fact, I think I'll go hang out with my supply of sparky." With those parting words, John turned and ran full tilt towards a recently opened tube that hopfully lead into the inner workings of the ship and not a dead end. At the last possible moment, where it looked like he was about ready to collide with the wall, he jumped up with his suprisingly strong legs and shot through the tunnel. As he passed the enterance he could feel a strong arm catch hold of his boot. He wriggled for a moment and the shoe came flying off, followed by a muffled thud. John raced through the various tubes and alcoves as he seemingly aimlessly moved about trying to avoid being caught. Everyonce and awhile he would hear the muffled yells of either Beka of Tyr calling out his name and telling him that it would be safer if he came back right away. "Fat chance about that," John muttered. After what seemed like an eternity, John crawled through a small hole that lead into a blocked off crew quarters. Dimly lit and nothing working seemed to suggest that he was in the lower part of the ship where the sensors were sporadic at best. "Now hopefully this crew member had a little bit stashed away for a cold night." John rumaged through the drawers and cubby holes when all of a sudden he remembered sommething. It didn't feel like he was the one remembering it, so it must have been Harper's memory. "In the third panel just above the mirror in the bathroom." John walked over and pried off the panel. Sure enough there was some cans of soda called "Sparky" and a few beers of various brands. "Heh, this kid must be pretty clever, he even has it refrigderated." He grabbed on of the Sparky's cause it had loads of caffinee and he would need loads in order to figure out a way to fix his own body so that Harper could figure out a way to switch back. John looked around theroom and noticed for the first time that there was clothes, datapads withjack-in sites, and a few cords scattered around. Hopefully there would be something there that he could use to reprogram the nanobots."Looks like this is going to be a long night."

How are things going for Harper with Harvey? Will Beka and Tyr find John before he can come up with a solution? Read my next chapter to find out.

AN: I will be house sitting for the next few days, so I won't be able to get on much, sorry. I will also strive to update my other fanfics, but don't hold your breath. And if it seems like John is a touch bit out of character, that is because both him and the subconsious bit of Harper is with him.