Part 1: http/tv.groups. is not in Kansas anymore.

I don't own any of these people, places or things.

This goes out to X-Over (You continued faith that I could continue this has kept me moving.)

Xander leaned against the cell and listened to Chiana talk about her home, her brother and her escape from the dead society her people had created.

"You mean they don't have any music, no cartoons?" Xander muttered before a horrible thought occurred to him. "No junk food." He whispered as he tried to think of a world with no sugar, no chocolate and worst of all, no Twinkies. His response was cut off as John walked up to Chiana's cell.

"I thought you might be hungry." he said as Xander scooted back to get a better view through the bars.

"I am. Thanks." Chiana said as she took a bite. "Mm, not very tasty."

"Nope. But it's the best we have." John said as he watched her eat. "They're pretty worried about you."

Chiana Laughed as she shook her head. "Of course they are. I, uh, I don't respect authority. I do what I want when I wanna do it."

John Watched her carefully "Is that the only reason you're in there?"

Dodging the question Chiana moved away from the door. "Look, this-this is stupid. I'm not going to eat like this. I, uh, I appreciate your trying, though."

Ignoring the dodge Xander watched as Crichton set the tray down. "So, you were about to tell me why Salis and Durka went to so much trouble to bring you back."

"Because I left the half-dead sanctimoniousness of my planet the first chance that I got. I, uh...I stole food when I was hungry. Jumped transport without voucher. Defended myself, when necessary."

"Did you ever kill anyone?" Crichton pressed.

Chiana smiled, "They tell you I did?"

"I'm asking you" John pressed

"No" Chiana confirmed.

"Then help me understand the collar and the cuffs."

"Among my people you...you conform. You don't do the things I...I did" Xander heard the strain starting in her voice and decided to interfere.

"HEY! Can I get a double cheeseburger, coke and fries?" Xander shouted and waited as the taller man leaned over and looked at him for the first time.

Taking in the Jeans and Tee-Shirt John reached a conclusion he never thought he would. "YOU'RE FROM EARTH!"

Immediately going on the defensive Xander took a step back from the door and shook his head. "Am not." He lied as the taller human just stared.

"Then where are you from?" John demanded as he heard the others approach at a dead run.

Thinking about it a moment Xander shrugged. "Would you believe me if I told you Uranus?"

Xander was dozing lightly while trying to think of a way out of his cell.

That Crichton guy had finally left when the white skinned guy 'Sarah or Salem or something' had asked a question and the two had left.

His musing was cut short as a tremor ran through the ship before an echoing sound of an explosion rumbled down the halls.

Looking up at the hallway Xander sees the blue alien slow her walk as a frantic voice calls for Xan.

Wondering who was calling him Xander leaned forward and watched as the blue lady touched a metal clasp.

"John! Aeryn! Anyone?"

"Zhaan, stay put. D'Argo, meet me down there!" a voice responded as she continued to walk down the corridor at a fast pace.

Leaning back into his cell Xander contemplated what he had learned.

Dargo, Zhaan, Aeryn, Rygel Pilot and John. Seemed to be full time occupants of this place while that Sour guy and Durka acted like prison guards.

/No, closer to bounty hunters then prison guards./ Xander corrected himself as he realized that those two were quite likely the most experienced hunter/trackers in this little collection.

/That makes them my first targets./ he decided before the sound of footsteps knocked him out of his thoughts.

"Salis! What's going on?" Chiana asked worried as Salis motioned for her to turn.

"Remain Calm, There was an explosion." Salis explained as he checked her cuffs and quickly searched her for any hidden detonators or weapons she might have gained during her stay.

"You thought I had something to do with the blast?" Chiana asked as she tried to ignore the proximity of the older Nubari.

Finishing up the check Salis allowed Chiana to turn back to him before responding. "That was my first assumption, yes."

"Well switch to your second assumption. I had nothing to do with it." Chiana snapped at the accusation as Salis merely smiled.

"I can never believe you, Chiana. Remain calm. We'll be home soon."

"Didn't you ever...ever want to travel? See other places? Do...other things?" Chiana pleaded as Salis continued to smile.

"Yes. And I have."

"When you were my age?" She pressed.

"When I was your age, I was focused on what I could do to fit in...Not stand apart." Salis explained in the same monotone he had used throughout the entire conversation.

"But I thought my... 'Standing apart' appealed to you. I see the way you look at me. You want to run your hands around again?" she offered before dropping to the floor in pain as Salis pressed the studs on his forehead for several seconds before smiling again.

"Remain calm, Chiana." He intoned again before turning to leave.

He managed three steps before Xander's hand shot out of his cell and grabbed a fist full f his tunic.

"Come here Asshole" Xander snarled, Jerking back as hard as he could Xander slammed the excessively white Being into the cell door before reaching through a slightly higher hole and applying a choke hold to him and hauling him off the ground.

He managed a full fifteen seconds before the big Demon with a sword rushed in to pry Xander's prey from his grasp.

Stepping away from the door Xander watched coldly as Salis regained his breath and slowly wiped the blue blood from his nose.

Standing up Salis nodded to the Luxan and turned his attention back to the young Sebacean. "There are many flaws in your character, perhaps we will help in rectifying them." Salis said before turning away.

Glaring at the pale being walking away, Xander leaned up against the cell door. "Me and you are going to finish this conversation real soon." Xander promised before stepping back as the big guy with the sword walked by with a barrel of some sort and disappeared around the corridor leaving the two occupants of the cells alone with their thoughts.