The two suns brightened the grey mountains of Yo'brakh as they crawled over the horizon and reached the skies, and turned the mountains orange in the morning sky.
But the pale light of the suns never did reach the dark gloomy cellar of the base which lied within those mountains, as Commander Moxan went on with the current activities of the day, ignoring Scorpius, the hybrid who was terrorising his base of command.
He hoped that Scorpius would go away, quickly, and that he would take away his prisoner, John Crichton, with him.
He hated them with an equal amount of hatred.
Scorpius, for taking over his base.
Crichton, for luring Scorpius here in the first place.
As Moxan tortured his prisoners and experimented on new weaponry he finally was able to forget Scorpius.
But not for long.

The lights flickered.
His equipment began to fail, were they used to succeed.
Moxan did not know what was going on.
But he did know who was responsible.

"Scorpius!"
Moxan yelled his name through the darkness of his base.
As he approached the main hall of the facility, hís facility, he knew something was wrong.
"Scorpius!" he yelled again in fury.
"Commander Moxan." Scorpius said.
As Scorpius worked on his new equipment, brought down from the Carrier, he did not bother turn round to look Moxan in the eye.
"How good of you to join us." Scorpius added.
"What the frell are you doing to my facility?" Moxan shouted.
His voice was almost unheard through the noise of the many devices which were attached to the Aurora Chair.
"I am borrowing some power to give my Aurora Chair all the energy it needs."
"To do what?" Moxan asked frustrated.
"To revive Crichton." Scorpius asked.

"When I tried to locate Crichton, I found only this..." Jack said.
After he said it he pointed towards a holographic image that appeared behind them, which seemed to be generated by Talyn, but neither Talyn or Crais ordered the machine to be activated.
The holographic image was as clear as glass. It was almost like they looked at it through a window.
The image displayed a planet, surrounded by an asteroid-field, seen from the perspective of a wormhole.
Crais and Aeryn could tell that, because of the image being round, and it's edges being bright blue.
"That's Yo'brakh." Crais said as he recognised the planet were they were before.
Only a couple of days ago.
"Is Crichton there?" Aeryn asked Jack, but he did not answer.
He just pointed at the image again, which seem to zoom in on the exact spot where Jack was pointing.
In the shadow of the planet a large craft was visible.
Aeryn and Crais recognised it immediately.
"A Command Carrier." Aeryn said.
"Scorpius's Command Carrier." Crais corrected her.
"My Command Carrier." Crais said in his mind. "The Command Carrier Scorpius stole from me."
"Who is this Scorpius?" Jack asked.
"A Peacekeeper scientist of high rank." Aeryn said. "He has been hunting Crichton for the wormhole-knowledge he possesses."
"You know of the wormhole-knowledge?" Jack asked.
"Yes, we do." Aeryn said.
She asked herself why she was telling him all this, as she did not know or trust Jack.
But Jack seemed honest and powerful, and not a type to betray or kill them.
He took the form of someone Crichton trusted and loved.
Someone close to Crichton.
Aeryn's Peacekeeper instinct told her that that position would be the perfect position to kill Crichton, but Aeryn's heart told her that this was not the case.
Jack has chosen the form of John's father for another reason.
Maybe he feels like he's responsible for him.
Maybe he feels like his teacher. His mentor.
Maybe he feels like John's father...
"How do you know of the knowledge I hid inside John's mind?" Jack asked.
"It was Scorpius who discovered it." Crais answered.
Jack sighed.
"Do you believe Scorpius has captured Crichton?" he asked.
"Scorpius has tried everything to get his hands on Crichton..." Aeryn said. "To get his hands on the knowledge. He has hunted him down, he has tortured him, he has put a chip inside his brain..."
Jack finally understood why Crichton's signal was so distorted.
The chip in Crichton's mind was the cause.
"Do you believe Scorpius has captured Crichton?" he asked again.
"We believed Crichton to be dead, before you told us otherwise..." Crais answered.

The unconscious Crichton was transported again on a stretcher to the Aurora Chair.
The doctors disapproved this second transportation from operating room to hallway, for it could damage their patient severely if something were to go wrong.
Scorpius did not want that to happen, but he needed Crichton.
Crichton was the key to the entire process.
His knowledge had to be taken.
His consciousness had to be restored.
Only then would the knowledge Crichton possesses be safe.
And can it be safely extracted.

They strapped Crichton for the second time in Scorpius's Chair.
Luitenant Bracca almost felt sorry for the human.
Scorpius would save Crichton, so that he could kill him.

Moxan would have stopped the process which would destroy his facility, but he did not.
He was too afraid.

No other scientists touched the Aurora Chair but Scorpius.
He was the expert. A brilliant scientist.
He attached several devices and strings to Crichton's head, and the chip that resided inside it.
Before he would activate the process, he had one more thing to do.
The white marble that surrounded him in the hallway disappeared as his mind dwelled into Crichton's, as he made contact with the chip.
Harvey awaited for him at the usual spot.

"You intend to awaken Crichton?" Harvey asked.
"Yes."
Scorpius explained the process to his mental counterpart in Crichton's mind, and he immediately knew what Scorpius intended to do.
"It could work." Harvey said.
"It will work." Scorpius corrected.
Harvey nodded and obeyed his master.

The lights flickered again, before shining brighter then before.
All the energy of the facility was re-routed towards the Aurora Chair. And to Crichton's mind.
As Scorpius pulled some switches and pressed some knobs, slowly the effects of the Aurora Chair on Crichton's mind were visible, as the human's body began to shake and shiver.
Scorpius stared at his prisoner as he finished the process.
The last remaining power flowed towards Crichton, until the machinery stopped, and the lights of the facility came back to life.
"Wake up, Crichton..." Scorpius mumbled to himself, so softly that no-one could hear it.
He did not like this violent way to try and wake Crichton from his coma, but he did not know any other way.
He would rather risk losing the wormhole-knowledge, then to always fear of losing it, and by doing so, never unlock it.
If he would never try to unlock the wormhole-knowledge, out of fear of losing it, then Scorpius would accept his own defeat.
He would rather want him to have tried and lost it, then to have it, but to be unable to use it.
Scorpius knew that he was gambling with the fate of the universe...
"Wake up, Crichton..." Scorpius mumbled again. "Wake up!"

One star-system away, two signals stopped being broadcasted:
Artokh's device, which displayed Crichton's life-signs, suddenly stopped.
Jack suddenly felt a jolt go through his mind.

The Ancient had monitored Crichton's signal for a long time now, hoping to find the human, but instead he found his companions.
The signal came from a mental echo inside John Crichton's mind.
The echo created a bond between Jack and John, so that if needed, Jack could find him again, but the echo has been distorted for some time. Jack does not know why.
And now it had completely faded.
The signal is gone.
And there could be only one conclusion drawn from that.

"John Crichton is dead." Jack said suddenly, and he stared at the ground, hoping for a sign which would tell him that this news is false.
"What?" Aeryn asked.
"I am sorry." Jack said. "I cannot sense him anymore. Which can only mean, that Crichton is dead."
"No!" Aeryn shouted. "How dare you say that!"
In her eyes a fire burned. A hellish fire, burning for the love of Crichton.
Burning for the fear of losing Crichton. Again.
"Why...do you torture me like this..." Aeryn tried to say.
She was shivering. Shaking.
"Why do you give me hope, and then take it away again..."
Hope.
A word which Crichton brought to Moya.
"I am sorry." Jack said again.
For a brief moment, Crais thought he saw a hint of emotion in Jack's eyes...
But before Crais wondered again about Jack's true intentions, Talyn told him something that could possibly be true...
"If Crichton is dead," Crais said. "Then it is possible that Scorpius has extracted the chip from Crichton's mind, killing him in the process..."
"You believe this Scorpius to have taken the wormhole-knowledge from Crichton?" Jack asked.
"I believe Scorpius is capable of that." Crais answered.
Jack's eyes glowed.
"Then I have no other option." He said.
Aeryn and Crais and Talyn did not understand what Jack was saying.
"I must destroy the Command Carrier, and Scorpius along with it."