Scorpius stands in his command quarters. He addresses his Comms console. “The reason I am contacting you Magistrate Granalt, is because my apology has gone unheeded by Pagar and his second. Do you wish your people to become embroiled in a conflagration with the peacekeepers?”

An authoritative voice answers. “I have been in contact with Pagar. He will continue his attack to regain Lord Crichton’s freedom and restitution for the Lady Chiana’s pain.”

“Of course magistrate, Lord and lady Crichton have…”

“Don’t tell me what Lord and Lady Crichton have or have not told you Scorpius! I have received Pagar’s report that you kidnapped Lord Crichton and his spawn. That you tortured the Lady Chiana! She is being kept sedated because of you!”

“Surely you don’t think I am responsible for her injuries, her condition…”

“As your honored guest she should have received better!” Granalt interrupts. “You have long been known as a torturer of prisoners Scorpius. I will not believe otherwise!”

“Truly Magistrate! It is not as you say.” Scorpius asserts.

“An apology can only be accepted by the Lord and Lady Crichton! I will only hear it from their own lips to stop the convoy.” Granalt closes Comms. and turns to his officer. “I never thought it possible to hear an apology from this reprobate. I must check to see if the stars have changed their position.”

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Reply | Edit | Del  New Post Re: Dark Side III: Braca and Crichton face eachother on the Command Bridge. Braca pulls his pulse pistol and holds it to Crichton’s chest. “I said! Get off the bridge!”

Suddenly there is an alarm. The lighting flashes red then returns to normal.

Crichton stands holding his battered hand. He looks to see the forward display and hears the general chatter.

Braca stands, holding his bloodied nose. “Get off the bridge Crichton!” Braca yells at Crichton sharply.

“If I’m going to serve, Braca.” John says watching the forward display. “Is there anything I can do?” John asks fatuously.

“Yes! You can call off your Frelling Scarrans!” Braca shouts.

“Mine.” John mimics. “Why don’t you just release me? That would be simpler.”

Wave after wave of Prowler squadron leave the Command Carrier's bay to meet the Scarran threat. Telemetry and tactical show the prowlers flying toward the Scarran fleet. The small Scarran attack craft go unnoticed, ruthlessly attacking under stealth.

Scorpius monitors the dozens of Comms as he watches the battle from his private observation port.

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ChianaGray
4/26/01
SCORPY’S APOLOGY
IC:

Aeryn moved to the command helm of the carrier, inserting a chip into on of the smaller helms without being noticed by or acknowledging Bracca and Crichton. She waited, blinking slowly as a response returned. She took the chip out and stepped away into the corridors, making her way to the nursery.

She gazed down at the only baby sleeping there. The nurse came to her with a questioning look.

Aeryn smiled as she brought the child into her arms and took her ident chip. "I'm to relocate Dora to a safer area due to the Scarren attack."

"I heard no such orders, sir."

"Nor will you," Aeryn stated in a quiet, commanding tone. "Order relays have been delayed because of combat transmissions. You will stand by."

"Yes sir."

Aeryn made her way to the docking bays, setting Dora gently into a prowler. She initiated its automated flight and hit comms. "Dohjukha, shoki'dush ishgwa."

"I'm listening," D'argoes voice returned after long moments.

"Don't fail me."

"I won't," D'argoes voice seemed to growl. "I appear to have a rondevu with Talyn in less than an arn."

"It'll be useless without this package."

"I'm already on my way."

Aeryn closed coms and initiated the prowler. She closed its hatch and ran to her own, scrambling into the cockpit as swiftly as she could. She waited for the prowler Dora was in to lift off, following behind it carefully. "This is Aeryn Sun, I am in flight pattern Deltora X 9. Emergency status zone five. I need a clear path."

"This is squadron HawkShadow," A voice reported back. "Falling into position."

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nhfearme
4/27/01
SCORPY’S APOLOGY
IC:

“We’re in the middle of a battle Crichton!” Braca reasserts his pistol. “Get off the bridge!”

John listens to the chatter. “Shush!" He puts hand up to Braca. "That’s Nhylar Shard out there.” He puts his finger to Braca’s pistol and pushes it to the side “We’ve been through this before Braca, remember?” John tilts his head and looks into Braca's face. “I’m unique!” He sidesteps Braca to another console to hear the Comms. “I don’t recognize the other voices.” He says continuing to listen to the chatter.

“I can’t see them!” One of the Prowler Officers panics.

“Stay in formation!” Nhylar orders them. “Continue to fire in the direction of the attack! Fire at the Scarran Carrier as we pass.”

“My shield is down!”

“Wait… that’s Aeryn!” John realizes. “Oh, please baby, no! Get back here. Get back!”

“Shift position with Taggert, Sun!” Nhyler orders. “Continue firing at the enemies position until we pass near the carrier!”

“Get away from the Comms!” Braca yells.

John turns to Braca angrily. “Officer Sun has returned to duty and she’s out there with Shard?”

“Yes! Icarion company. What of it?” Braca shouts back.

A detachment of guards enters Command Bridge. The stand at attention and present arms toward Lt. Commander Crichton. Lt. Braca stands, his pulse pistol tightly held on Crichton’s chest, his other hand holds his nose. “Take him to a cell!”

“You can’t do this Braca! I outrank you!” John bluffs scowling into Braca’s face. “Scorpius has released me from house arrest. I have my duty to this ship!”

An explosion rocks the Command Carrier! Crichton quickly disarms Braca and holds the pulse pistol to his head. “I am pulling rank Lt. Braca! Deal with it!” John says coldly into his ear. “If she dies Braca? You’re next.” John faces down the detachment of guards. “What are your orders concerning me?”

“No orders sir.” The squad leader answers. “What are your orders Commander?”

John pushes Braca into them. “Hold him while I use the phone. She's in trouble!”

“I’ve lost power sir!” Officer Sun voice sounds over Comms. She sounds strangely calm.

"No! Aeryn!" John yells when he hears her report. Crichton reaches to open Comms. “Pagar! This Lord Crichton. Break off the attack!”

“What do you think you’re doing?” Braca asks as the guards cuff him.

“I’m doing what you asked me to. I’m calling off my Scarrans.” John snaps. “Pagar! Setig!” he yells “I repeat! Break off the attack!”

Braca shakes his head, confused.

Pagar’s voice growls over the Comms. “Scorpius will pay for abducting you and your spawn Lord Crichton!” He proclaims as if for historic record. “And his attack on Lady Chiana!”

“Chiana is free.” John breathes. “And I am ordering you to break off your attack!”

“It is a matter of honor Lord! The attack on your house, your wife! Must be avenged!” Pagar answers.

“You are not telling me that Chiana told you to come here!” Crichton yells angrily. “I know that Chiana did NOT order this attack! And I am ordering you to withdraw your forces!” John swallows. He feels all is lost. “Please, Setig. I need you to take care of Chiana and... her child. Return home!” He waits for their response. He looks out the observation port to the battle in the void.

John watches tactical. There are prowlers hanging dead in space. John watches in horror as he hears Aeryn over Comms report. “I am under attack! I cannot withdraw from battle!”

Her voice pierces John through. She is about to die! “This can’t be happening!” He opens Comms to Pagar again. "You must withdraw your forces. You are too far from your resources. you can't possible defeat a Command Carrier Pagar!" John gasps. He knows he is out of time. Aeryn’s life is about to be extinguished with the next wave of Scarran Attack Craft.

“As you say Lord.” Setig’s voice reassures him. It's too late.

“I have to go out there.” John says leaving the bridge.

Braca yells. “You’re insane Crichton! You can’t go out there. The battle! They are just as likely to destroy you down as our other Prowlers.” Braca struggles against the guards. “Stop! I can’t allow you to leave this vessel!”

As Crichton enters the corridor, Scorpius walks toward him him. John stops short at the sight. Scorpius wears a repentant countenance, head lowered. “For whatever I have done John, to you, to your Lady Chiana or to Jake... I now apologize.”

“Lord God! We’re makin’ history today!” John shouts loudly and chuckles madly.

“Please, forgive me Crichton.” Scorpius holds a saber and scabbard in his hand. John recognizes it as his own.

“If I may suggest.” Scorpius says with a tilt of his head.

The hilt offered, Crichton takes it. “I should use this on you. You bastard.” John says coldly. He turns, reenters command and opens Comms. “Don’t make me come over there! I have my sword Pagar. I will challenge if you do not withdraw!” John says angrily. He looks again at tactical, two prowlers vaporize while he watches the display. He gasps. “God baby! Be alright!” His jaw tightens. Tears well up in his eyes as he speaks. “What is your answer?” he demands of the Scarran General.

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Scorpius enters Command after Crichton and eyes Braca in cuffs under guard. He waves his hand to the guard and they release Braca. Braca stands rubbing his wrists as he stares angrily at Crichton.

"Pagar you son of a bitch!" John grips the hilt of his saber.

"I am unable to withdraw!" D’Argo shouts as though Scorpius is deaf. "If you want the attack to be over then surrender Crichton now!"

"D’Argo!" Crichton yells sharply. "Get the Frell out of there now! Aeryn's out there! Do you understand? Aeryn is in the prowler fleet! I can't just leave my son!"

John lay his saber on the Command Console. “Officer Shard!” John gasps. “Do you have visual contact with Officer Sun?” Crichton asks fighting his tears. “Officer Sun?” He remembers the reality of when he last called her that. ‘Officer Sun.’ Scorpius’ chip took over total control. John remembers watching helplessly as Aeryn plunged into the frozen lake. John's heart pounds.

“I have visual contact Commander.” Shard comes back. While her Comms is open, John can hear the percussion of heavy fire on her hull.

“Officer Sun!” John yells.

“I but await your return Lord.” Comes Pagar’s answer. “Have you then accepted Scorpius’ apology?”

“Apology?” John turns to Scorpius. “Is that what this is about?”

Scorpius looks at Crichton, downcast, waiting for his decision.

“Cease fire and hold there Pagar.” John stands, staring at Scorpius. He closes Comms. “Aeryn, Jake.” John says to him. “We all leave together.”

Scorpius paces toward John. “I don’t believe Officer Sun will wish to leave us Crichton.” He says most seriously indicating a darker meaning.

“Some apology.” John mutters and turns back to Comms. “Officer Sun! Come back! Are you alright?” John swallows.

“Believe me, John. I feel your pain.” Scorpius says disheartened. “My own daughter is now dead from this attack.”

“Dora Lee?” John says in shock. “No.” he gasps.

“End the conflict John.” Scorpius pleads.

“The Scarrans have stopped their attack sir!” the deck officer reports to Scorpius.

Comms suddenly falls silent. The battle chatter has ceased. John can feel his heart slowly beating. He feels a dark sense of foreboding as he waits for Aeryn’s answer, to hear her voice once more. The silence is clear. Aeryn is dead. John quietly cries in front of the Command staff.

Harvey sits on the command console. "Can you see what your folly has done John?"

“No.” is all John can say. He turns and walks to the prowler bay. He pulls on a space suit and boards a prowler. He blasts out of the bay in search of Aeryn Sun.

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Lt. Commander Crichton’s prowler blasts into space passing the returning Peacekeeper Prowler squadron. Others join the rescue effort. “Officer Shard, do you still have visual contact with Officer Sun?” John Comms. He navigates through a field of disabled prowlers.

“I still have visual contact Commander. I am holding near her position.” Shard answers.

“Where is she?” John asks anxiously.

“Follow my Comms sir.” Shard answers.

John follows Nhylar’s Comms. signal. It leads him to Aeryn’s prowler. John leaves his prowler EVA and takes Aeryn from her prowler. He tenderly places her in the copilot chair of his prowler. Once they are sealed inside he reaches and removes her helmet.

“Aeryn. Wake up.” He pleads. “Aeryn, please wakeup.”

Aeryn's lips part. She takes a breath as though she will speak.

John touches her face. “You’re still breathing.” He gasps. “Don’t worry honey I’ll get you help.” He says in desperation. He straps in and flies back to the Command Carrier.

John swiftly carries Aeryn Sun from the prowler bay to the make shift Med Bay in the adjacent Command Ready Room. He places her gently on a gurney and caresses her hair from her face. He sees the Med techs scurrying to treat others struck down in the attack. “Tech! I need help here!”

A Med Tech jumps to attention, leaving his patient. “Yes sir.” He grabs a scanner and passes it over her.

“How is she?” John asks anxiously.

“She is suffering from oxygen deprivation.” The Med tech remarks, reading the scanner results. “Also percussive injuries.” he reports.

“Will she live?” Crichton's tears are evident as he watches the Med Tech’s every move.

The Med Tech reaches and picks up an injector. He administers a Stim shot to her. Both men watch her. Aeryn does not respond.

“Will she live?” John asks again, cryptically, watching her breathe.

“She has not regained consciousness.” The Med Tech answers and looks at John’s face. “Unknown sir.”

“See what you can do for her.” John tells him, holding Aeryn’s hand. “I have to see the man.” He softly lets go of her hand and backs away.

John walks angrily to Scorpius’ Command Quarters and bursts in. Scorpius sits in the dark in his posh surroundings. The door closes behind John. Only the light from the door porthole and the observation window, viewing the Scarran fleet, illuminate the room.

John stands silent for a moment, backlit from the corridor spotlight, startled by what he finds. “Aeryn Sun is in the Med Bay. She may not recover.”

“I am truly sorry John. This should never have happened.” Scorpius speaks from the darkness.

“She may die from her injuries!” John asserts. “You screwed up Scorpy! There is nothing to hold me here! I want out! Me and Jake!” Crichton demands.

“I cannot allow that John.” Scorpius says matter-of-factly. "You must complete your work. Our very existence depends on your knowledge."

"Peacekeeper existence. Not worth saving Scorpy.” John approaches the bottom of the stairs. “Pagar and his fleet might insist. You may have no choice.” John looks into the darkness toward Scorpius. “Bring Jake here and release us!” He yells.

“Without Officer Sun?” Scorpius looks down from his observation chair in surprise. He sucks in a breath and sighs. “Very well, John.” He stands, slowly descending the stairs to Crichton.

“Before I go.” John rubs his neck. “Before I can accept your ‘apology’ I have to know.” John swallows. “What did you do to Chiana?”

“Are you sure you want to know Crichton?” Scorpius asks thoughtfully.

“What the hell did you do to her that she won’t even SPEAK to me?” John asks from his growing anger.

“In this we both suffer John.” Scorpius answers caringly. “You are better off not knowing what happened to her.”

“Tell me!” John demands.

“I lied John.” Scorpius sighs. “Chiana was pregnant with your child when she came here.”

John gasps. A smile of great joy shoots briefly across his lips as Scorpius paces behind him.

Scorpius stops in front of Crichton, looks into his eyes then lowers his face from his gaze. “She suffered some kind of an attack. The doctor thought she may lose her child.” Scorpius breathes in sharply. “We took her child before she… escaped.”

John shakes his head ‘No.’ unable to respond.

“The child you named for me. The one who died in the Scarran attack…”

John cannot speak. His heart is in his throat. His breathing comes in sharp gasps. He stares at Scorpius enraged then lunges, grabbing him by the neck. Scorpius does not defend himself from John’s attack.

“You killed my daughter!” John yells. “Die you bastard!” John knocks Scorpius to the floor, continuing to strangle him.

Scorpius chokes from the throttling. Light from the corridor's beam shows his contorted features. Guards enter suddenly and pull Crichton off, cuffing his hands behind him.

John cannot see through his tears, he gasps. “I do NOT accept your apology Scorpius!” he screams. “Let Pagar kill us all!”

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The guards drag Commander Crichton from Scorpius’ Command Quarters to the hall of the Aurora Chair. John struggles as they secure him in the Chair. He cries for his lost child. His body trembles for Chiana’s pain. Scorpius enters the hall and climbs the scaffolding, looking nonetheless for wear at Crichton’s attempt to kill him.

“Get out of my sight Scorpius! You make me sick!” John cries.

“I again apologize for what I have done John.” Scorpius says, repentantly. “But for all of it.”

“There’s more?” John asks shakily glancing up at him.

“Whatever passes between us John, I still cannot allow you to leave. Our survival depends upon your... work.”

“I don’t give a damn about you and your Peacekeepers Scorpius! I refuse to serve you any longer!”

“I can see that John. But this will change.” Scorpius says confidently.

“I don’t believe you’ll harm Jake. He has become too important to you." John quickly goes through the list of known manipulations Scorpius has used in the past. "It doesn’t matter what you do to me. The buck stops here.”

“But there is something I can do to change your mind John.” Scorpius smiles cagily. “Reconditioning Facility Research has shown an amazing innovation in the use of the Aurora Chair.” He rests his hand against the bar and looks into Crichton’s eyes. “I can now extract any memory, permanently from your mind.”

John swallows. “You want me to forget?”

“Yes, you must if you are to continue in my service. I only need extract one of your memories to achieve this.” Scorpius boasts.

“What memory is that?” John asks naively.

“Why, your memory of Chiana. Your marriage to her.” Scorpius remarks. “Once she is gone from your mind, all of this ugliness will... disappear.” He smiles.

“I don’t want to forget her.” John trembles. “I love her.”

“This time tomorrow John, she will be that young girl you left behind on Moya.” Scorpius says delighted in himself. “By the way John.” Scorpius smiles and puts his finger to his lips. “I have withheld one detail, if we are to finish this path.” He sucks a breath looking down at Crichton. “I wish to confess to you one last infraction, before I ask your... forgiveness.” Scorpius studies John as if he were prey.

“What?” John says with lost patience.

“I had her John.” Scorpius grins. “I had your wife." He hisses. "The honorable Lady Chiana.”

“No! God no!” Past the point of anger, in grief John cries out. “Curse you Scorpius! I’ll kill you!” He gasps. “Oh God! Chiana!” The pain of knowing is too great as John sobs before Scorpius. "No, please God."

Scorpius raises his arm to begin the reconditioning sequence.

John screams and gasps as the chair fires through his brain. The chair finds Crichton’s memories of Chiana. He watches the display of their wedding, as he slips his ring on her finger. Desperate to remember her he breathes. “Chiana!”

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John walks through a thick eerie mist with Harvey. Harvey speaks caringly to him. “Much has happened John. I cannot prepare you for all that has happened. You can only wake and try to perceive for yourself what is real and unreal.”

“What are you doing in my dream Harvey?” John turns and confronts him. “This always means I am about to scream and wake up in a sweat when you’re in my dream! So just get the hell away from me, will ya’!” John says walking away through the mist.

“Just remember John!” Harvey shouts after John as he leaves. “I did warn you! There have been changes!” He shrugs and turns walking away.

“Changes.” John mumbles as he walks through the mist without Harvey. He feels his ring on his hand and looks at it. “For instance this ring, my Scarran estate-ring. Setig gave this to me at a party to give to my wife… my wife.” Crichton is suddenly puzzled, unable to finish his thought. “My wife is… she is… her name is… Officer Aeryn Sun! Yes, she has just returned from reconditioning and she isn’t wearing the ring because… because I haven’t given it to her yet! Yes, Aeryn I’ve missed you so. Jenavian tricked me… she drugged me. I thought she was… was you?”

John stops walking, trying to remember. “The last thing I remember is… I went to Scorpy and yelled at him because… I attacked him because… I went there and grabbed his throat because he killed someone! Someone I love! He hurt my wife! He did something to her! Something horrible! He asked me to forgive him because he did... something. God! Why can’t I remember?" John rubs the back of his neck and paces.

"Aeryn is... where is she? I went out in a prowler and brought her back from the battlefield… The Scarrans attacked! There was an explosion on the Carrier. She was killed! No she was still breathing. I took her. I remember carrying her to the Med Bay. She is there! I left her there! God! She may die! I have to go to her! I have to wake up and go to her! WAKE UP JOHN! WAKE UP!”

John wakes with a gasp. “Aeryn!” He looks around the room to get his bearings. As his dream begins to fade he remembers only one thing. Aeryn!

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Lt. Commander Crichton wakes and sits on the side of his bed. He rubs his neck to wake. He’s been sleeping in his uniform. His jacket is on the chair. He feels dizzy. Scorpius’ Reconditioning treatments of him in the Aurora Chair have sapped John’s strength.

“One of the guards, when they grabbed me, must have knocked me out.” He thinks. Looking up, John sees no guards. Getting up he walks, unsteadily to his door. He opens it and leans heavily on the doorframe.

Officer Shard stands vigilant in the outside corridor. “Commander!” She snaps to attention. “I know what you did to stop the Scarran attack sir and I wanted to say…”

“You’re welcome, Shard. Where is Officer Sun?” Crichton asks her, a bit out of breath.

“Sir, are you alright sir?” she reaches and helps him walk.

“No, I’m fine Shard.” John says, leaning against her.

“Sun’s in the Medical Bay, Commander.” Shard continues to help him walk. This is the closest she’s been to another officer since their sparring. “Seems you belong there yourself, sir.” She smirks.

“I’ll feel better once I’ve seen my wife, Shard.”

“Wife, Sir?” Shard asks in surprise. “Yes sir.” She says, her eyes widen at his announcement, knowing that Chiana is a long way from there.

“Aeryn Sun. She’s Jake’s mother. I thought you knew. She is one of your Officers, right?”

“Well yes, sir. She is sir, but…” Shard says in confusion.

Crichton sighs. “Just help me to the Med bay.”

As they near the Med bay, Officer Shard yells out to a tech. “Med Tech! Your assistance now!”

The Med tech comes out of the bay and helps Crichton to a gurney.

“No.” John shakes his head. “Take me to Officer Sun.” he looks around the bay for her.

The Med Tech helps Crichton to the distant corner of the Med Bay where they find her. Aeryn lies still. Her space suit is off. She wears a lightweight hospital dress. A sheet is drawn up to her waste.

“Aeryn. Aeryn honey it’s John. I’m here. Please wake up.” John says, holding her hand.

Crichton’s legs buckle. The Med Tech holds him as he begins to fall. Nhylar Shard grabs a chair and places it behind Crichton.

John sits against the chair. “Please wake up Aeryn.” He caresses her face with his hand and looks at her grimly then up to the Med Tech. “Why isn’t she waking up?”

Aeryn moans, shifts slightly and opens her eyes. John looks down at her, smiling. She looks at him briefly, clears her throat with a bit of a contorted “No, not you!” look and turns her face away.

“Aeryn, do you know what happened? Do you know where you are?” John asks her.

Aeryn stares at the ceiling as she answers him. “I remember someone calling for a cease fire. My prowler went dead. Where am I?” she asks.

John takes her hand. “Command Carrier Med bay, Aeryn.” he smiles, studying her features. “Your atmospherics failed. I thought I lost you again.” he says gently.

His words cut her. How dare he say that! So many painful years Sun spent in reconditioning because of Crichton. Now she is being thrown together with the man who abandoned her! She can feel her anger building. She really just wants him to go away.

Aeryn looks up and sees Shard. “If you don’t mind Crichton I’d like to speak to my squad leader alone.”

“This way sir.” The Med tech offers. “I will examine you sir.”

“Fine.” John stands looking at Aeryn.

Officer Sun turns her face from his gaze with a bit of a disgusted look. As John lets loose her hand to go with the tech, she slips it under her sheet. Officer Shard sits in the chair while the Med tech helps Crichton move a few gurneys away.

“What is he doing here?” Aeryn nearly snaps at Shard, forgetting in her confused state that her cover is to be Shard’s subordinate.

“He’s our commanding officer!” Nhylar says in surprise, then a bit angry. “He saved your life Officer.” She stands and pushes the chair back roughly. “He called off the Scarran fleet!” she finds herself nearly shouting and lowers her voice. “He pulled you out of your wrecked prowler!”

Aeryn swallows and looks at Shard with astonishment. “Did he?” She asks doubtingly. “I didn’t know.” She admits without acknowledgement.

“To answer your question, Officer Sun, the Commander asked me to bring him here to see his ‘wife!’ I shouldn’t have bothered.” Nhylar looks on her in disappointment. “I will find a replacement until you are fit for duty Sun.” she remarks sharply and quickly leaves.

Nhylar just passes the Med bay hatch when she turns and looks at Crichton. Obviously the man is feeling the strain of command. Shard takes a deep breath and returns to him. Standing, she looks down on him. “It is a pleasure serving under you sir. I hope you are better soon.”

“Glad I could help Officer.” John gives a bit of a wince at the Med tech poking him for a blood sample.

Nhylar looks on him with pride and smiles. She shoots a dirty look at Officer Sun and leaves the bay. She nearly runs into Scorpius as he stands gazing into the Med bay.

“Scorpius!” Nhylar says in surprise.

“Catching up with the Commander, Shard?” he inquires.

“I only said to him sir...” Nhylar says nervously. “I thanked him for calling off the Scarrans sir.”

“An amazing man Shard. Yes.” Scorpius observes. “Carry on Officer.”

Officer Sun finds herself glancing at Crichton while the Med tech serves him. She finds her mind drifting. So devastatingly handsome. They are married? She ponders what Officer Shard has told her about the Commander. Then remembers the tortures she endured for him and angrily resists the urge to be in awe of what he has done.

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Scorpius stands in the Med bay hatchway. He motions to a Med tech and speaks privately to him. “Have Officer Aeryn Sun report to me as soon as she is able. Do not log her fit for duty as yet. Allow no one to speak to the Commander while he is here.” He says most seriously then takes a breath. “Except for Officer Sun when she returns.” He smiles and looks at Crichton and Sun.

“Yes sir.” The Med tech answers nervously.

John rests on the gurney with his eyes closed. Aeryn is still angry at her conversation with Shard. She tries to calm herself and remember the events leading up to her injuries.

A Med tech walks up to her. “Officer Sun.” he says to gain her attention. “You are to report to Scorpius as soon as you are able. You are not to return to your regular duties as yet.” He swallows and turns from her.

“Med tech! My uniform!” Aeryn sits up, watching Crichton until the Med tech returns. She quickly dresses by the gurney and leaves to see Scorpius.

“Officer Aeryn Sun…” she states as she enters his Command Quarters.

“Reporting for duty, yes. Please do come in Officer Sun.” Scorpius puts down a transparency on his desktop and paces to her. “I am sorry I could not allow you to return to your regular duties. I must brief you concerning Crichton.” He says cryptically. “Please Officer Sun, sit and make yourself comfortable.” He motions his arm to a bank of chairs.

“I prefer to stand sir.” She says standing at ease.

“You are not to mention Chiana to Crichton.” Scorpius paces. “Except, in reference to her as the leader of the Resistance on Rashari or as someone he used to know on Moya.”

“The tralk Crichton ‘married’ who is carrying his bastard child. It will be easy enough to exclude her from conversation. Why?”

“I cannot stress this enough, Officer. The Reconditioning process has only been tested on Sebaceans. The amount of time for Crichton’s brain to reorganize and process his memories is unpredictable.”

Aeryn gasps. The knowledge shoots through her reaching deep inside wrenching her very soul. “You attempted to Recondition him? To erase his memories?” She looks at Scorpius as though he is mad then again locks her eyes ahead. She remembers the pain of her transformation.

“Not to the extent you were. After all, you were with Crichton for cycles before your… return to us. I really cannot reveal my reasons for my actions Officer. Only believe me, it was necessary to extract certain memories for him to return to his duties. It is the only way he would complete my… project.”

“Is that why he can no longer stand?” Aeryn says suppressing her anger. “How much information did you extract from him?” She realizes only after she's said it that she has asked too much.

“Only what is required.” Scorpius tells her pleasantly. “Only his memory of Chiana, his marriage to her, his divorce, the return of his ring, their daughter. Fortunately they were only together 21 solar days.” He breathes. “Still, I do not want to take any chance that he may become confused. Which brings me to request of you...” Scorpius approaches her and looks into her face. “…that you occupy him.”

“Sir, I am not sure I’m ready to become intimate with this alien.” She objects.

“Then make sure Officer Sun!” Scorpius growls and turns to compose himself. Then sharply sucks in a breath to continue and faces Sun. “Observe him to ascertain if the extraction has harmed him." He stands close to her with his face next to hers, his foul breath on her. "It would be disastrous to the project if Crichton were lost to a psychotic episode.”

Aeryn breathes unevenly, waiting for Scorpius to finish. Half in anger half in fear she listens to his edict. She is to become intimate with the alien Crichton! As Scorpius dismisses her she clenches her jaw, her fists. She is expected to return immediately to the Med bay to Crichton’s side to seduce him! Officer Sun seeks to delay her initiation of this despicable conduct. Entering her observation cove she seals herself inside. Opening the most recent recordings, she WILL understand the events leading to Scorpius’ decision to ‘Recondition’ Crichton.

Officer sun is delighted to find Scorpius has neglected to seal recent Aurora Chair records. She goes directly to Crichton’s record. A smile of innate pleasure crosses her lips at the sight of Crichton in the Aurora Chair. Crichton accuses-- Scorpius rebuts. She is to the point of laughing at their banter when suddenly Scorpius lowers his voice and speaks into Crichton’s ear. She can’t hear him. She restarts the record and turns the volume to full. Still she cannot hear Scorpius clearly. She pulls out a special earpiece; Plugs it into the console and puts them on.

Aeryn plays the recording again listening carefully to every syllable. She gasps and pulls the earpiece from her ears. She hits her fist on the console breaking the earpiece’s connection. “Frell!” Her yell is drowned out by Crichton’s screams.

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John slips into dreaming as he sleeps in the Med bay. His mind flashes a memory. Scorpius stands over him as he is strapped into the aurora chair. Scorpius whispers to him. “I had her John." [Flash!] "I had your wife." [Flash!] "The honorable Lady Crichton.” [Flash!]

John sits in his Command Ready Room. He wears his Military tech Captain’s uniform. He addresses Admiral Granalt. “The Scarran’s are held at bay Admiral. How much does Scorpius’ capture pay?”

“You don’t ask for much do you captain?” the admiral sighs. “You may serve on the council yet.” He refers to the transparencies in front of him. “I will contact my sources.”

“Let me know what you find out.” John takes a puff from his cigarette. The smoke swirls around his face. “Otherwise, don’t waste my time.”

“Remember, you are Commander of that Gammak base due to my efforts Captain.” The Admiral reminds. “Perhaps one more deserving should take your place.”

“Without my services you’d be pushing a broom at High Command.” John says coolly. “Remember that before you threaten me again Granalt.”

“John, there’s no need for us to fight. Our enemies are the Scarrans. If we can deliver Scorpius to them they’ll leave your Gammak base and me alone.” The admiral says trying to smooth John’s ruffled feathers. “There is a way we can both get what we want.”

“True Admiral.” John says putting out his cigarette. “You’ll have to excuse me. I have a business to run.” He turns off the display and leaves his office to the Ras’lak bar. He pulls a transparency out of his uniform and shows it to the barman as he is served. “Keep an eye out for this guy.” John says and throws back a shot of the Ras’lak. As he stands at the bar he looks up. Through the archway walks a beautiful woman wearing a long black gown. It’s Aeryn! She stands framed by the arch. She is seated in the dining area by the host.

John’s lips part as he watches her take her seat. He turns to the barman. “Send a bottle of Ramna Nectar ’64 to her table. Tell her it’s from John.”

As John stands watching her, a man enters and joins her. Wearing all black leather, leather over his head. John recognizes him as Scorpius. The man sits at the table, smiling at Aeryn, chatting with her. They order and the Ramna Nectar is brought to the table.

“We didn’t order this.” Scorpius tells the barman.

“It is from the owner with his compliments.” The barman responds.

“The owner?” Scorpius says with surprise.

“Yes.” The barman tells them. “John.”

“John.” Aeryn gasps and turns around to see John standing at the bar. She looks at him longingly, hurt and quickly turns back again, focusing her eyes on her hands.

“I don’t know any John.” Scorpius tells him. “Darling. Do you know any John?”

“No. No I’m afraid not.”

John turns from her and finishes his cigarette and his Ras’lak. He walks back into his ready room and sits in the dark. After a while there is a knock at the door.

“Sir, that pretty lady is here to see you.” The barman says and lets Aeryn in.

Aeryn stands in the darkness waiting for John to acknowledge her. Finally he reaches and turns on the desk lamp. He sits with his jacket open, nursing a Ras’lak. He does not turn to see her but sits as a statue waiting for her to speak.

“John. I’ve missed you.” She says contrite.

“Then why did you just walk away? I thought we had something.”

“So did I John.” She falls to her knees next to his chair and places her hands on his arm.

John looks at her hands and swallows.

“I never meant to hurt you John. Believe me. I love you.”

“You can’t fool me. You’re here because you want something.” He says to her eyes.

She lowers her eyes. “Please believe me John. If I knew you were the owner I never would have come here.” Her eyes flash with her tears. “This is the last place we could come, the last neutral territory where we could escape the Scarrans.” She pleads with him. “I would never ask you John but we need help.”

“You mean he needs help.” John corrects her. “You offering yourself for him?”

Aeryn suddenly stands. “If that is what it takes to save his life.” She says wiping her tears.

“No deal.” John says coldly. “You wanna be with me? That’s fine. But you choose him over me? And it’s over sweetheart.”

“You’re right John. I never should have left you. Life with him has been nothing but running and hiding. I want to stay with you and build a life.”

John stands and looks at her. “Do you mean it honey?” he takes her hands and looks into her eyes. “You’re not just saying that to save his stinkin’ hide?” he stands close to her, studying her. “Because if it meant having you again, baby, I’d give it all up. Everything. So I really have to know. Do you want to be with me? Or him?”

“I want to be with you John.” She says tearfully.

They’re eyes meet. They draw together in a passionate kiss. John lowers her to the floor and loves her there. They continue to embrace for a time. Aeryn combs her fingers through John’s hair. “I love you John.”

“Yeah.” He says. “I know.” He swallows, knowing it is just a dream of his to be with her.

They take a long shower together. John enjoys her love again. They dry and dress. John dresses in his Peacekeeper pants and black T-shirt. He straps on his Pulse Pistol and his long leather coat. Aeryn dresses behind a silk screen and emerges. She sees him and embraces him.

“I will go and tell Scorpius of my decision.” She says with melancholy. She looks up into John’s eyes and they meet again in a passionate kiss.

“Ok doll. You go do that. I have some business to take care of.” He says and brushes a tendril of her tousled hair from her face.

She leaves him. He picks up his sword and scabbard and straps it onto his hip. He leaves quickly and gets into his prowler. Blasting off he climbs into space and docks with the Scarran Command Vessel.

“Lord Crichton!” Pagar walks up to him with arms open. “So glad you could make it. Is Scorpius ready for delivery?”

“It’s not gonna happen. I won’t give him to you. He’s too important to the Peacekeepers.”

“Do you know what you’re saying?” Pagar says surprised. “You’ll lose everything you have for this! Perhaps your life as well!”

“This is personal Pagar. I will challenge you if I have to.”

“No! No I would not dare raise my hand to you Lord. But the imperium will not take this lightly. You may find yourself running for your life if they discover what you’ve done.”

“Just cover me as long as you can. I’ll make the arrangements Base side.” John turns and reenters his prowler, blasting back to his Gammak Base. Aeryn is waiting for him. She runs and throws her arms around his neck.

“I did what you asked.” John tells her.

“I didn’t ask for anything John.”

“Yes you did.” He looks at her. “What are you doing here. He’s waiting for you.”

“John, I want to stay with you!” Aeryn cries, begging him. Her hand goes to his chest. She looks up into his eyes.

“No you don’t. If you did you would have been with me all those cycles I needed you, so go. Go to him now.”

“Oh, John.” Aeryn cries and kisses him.

John knows it is the last time he will see her. He fights his tears as they break apart. She walks into the darkness to join Scorpius.

John suddenly wakes and blinks.

“I’m sorry John. I know you are recovering from the guard’s vicious attack on you. But there is the matter of Pagar waiting for your answer.” It’s Scorpius.

John sits up and rubs his neck as Scorpius speaks.

“Chiana of the resistance has even Comm’d us, concerned for your safety.”

“Chiana, right. Well she has my resources. What else does she want?” John stands. “I’ll deal with Pagar first then Chiana.” He says and walks from the Med bay to command.

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John suddenly stops. “Wait a minute, I have to talk to Aeryn first.”

Scorpius hits his personal Comms. “Officer Sun, report to my quarters.” He looks at John. “I’m sorry, John. She’s... out on patrol.” Scorpius tells him.

“I’ll wait for her in the Officer’s Lounge then.” John turns from Scorpius and walks into the lounge and up to the Ras'lak bar. He orders and stands at the bar nursing his Ras’lak. He looks up. Aeryn enters through the double doors wearing her officer’s uniform. She stands in the doorway, looks at John and crosses to him. John’s lips part as she walks toward him.

She stands in front of him. “Commander, may we talk in private?”

John has to shake his head and think if he heard her right. “In private?”

Aeryn motions to him to go first. John downs his Ras'lak and leads her out of the Officer’s lounge, down the corridor to his quarters. She says nothing during the walk making him more and more nervous. As they enter his quarters she takes a deep breath. He closes the door and faces her.

“Lt. Commander.” She says politely, caringly even. “I appreciate you saving my life today.” She begins to pace, wringing her hands. “I would have died if you hadn’t come for me. Officer Shard had already exhausted her oxygen reserves in battle.” She sighs and glances up at John’s face. “Thank you.”

”You’re welcome Aeryn.” John walks toward her. “I have to ask you a hard question. For both of us.” He takes her hands and looks into her eyes. “Pagar can take us from here. I am asking you. Will you go with me?”

“Commander…”

“Please call me John.”

"John." Aeryn looks away and pulls her hands from him. “I hardly know you.” She turns and paces away. “I only know of you from reports.” she glances at him. In that brief instant she tries again to see the man she saw in the Aurora Chair record. She swallows. “I can’t make that decision now, perhaps never.”

John walks up to her and embraces her from behind, bringing his body next to hers, his face next to her cheek. “Please Aeryn.”

Aeryn pulls away. She feels a sudden flood of emotion. Standing trying to catch her breath she holds back her tears.

“Freedom is waiting if you will just come with me Aeryn.” John swallows. “You can always come back to Scorpius if you don’t want to stay with me.” John stands behind her and touches her waste. He moves his face near to hers and nuzzles her. “I won’t leave you.”

Aeryn closes her eyes and allows herself to feel him. Her breathing and heart hasten to his touch. Then she remembers Scorpius’ orders and pulls away. She gasps at her sudden overwhelming feelings of loneliness, near despair. “I’m not ready Crichton.” She swallows and quickly walks to the door. “I can’t do this.” Her tears stream down her face as she reaches for the door.

“Aeryn, please. I love you.”

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Lord Crichton sits in his quarters trying to make the hard choice. Trade his freedom for a life with Aeryn, or be free without her forever. He stands and dons his long leather coat in lieu of his uniform jacket then walks the long hallway to Scorpius’ Command Quarters.

As John enters, Scorpius looks up from his desk. “What have you decided John?”

“I’ve decided to meet with Pagar. I need my blade.” John stands, hands on his hips, waiting.

Scorpius presses his personal Comms. “Braca. Bring Lt. Commander Crichton’s... saber.” He closes Comms, then stands and paces toward John.

“I spoke to Aeryn.” John swallows. “She didn't say as far as her accepting your apology...”

Scorpius interrupts. “John, not... Officer Sun.” He smiles, humored by John’s confusion. “The Scarrans are under the mistaken assumption that you married Chiana.”

“Married Chiana?” John turns his head and stares at Scorpius. “You can’t be serious.”

Scorpius takes a sharp breath and paces around Crichton, watching him. “The Lady Crichton the Scarrans await the answer from, is in fact... Chiana. There have even been rumors that she is pregnant with your child.”

John shakes his head. “Whoa!”

“I only tell you this, John, so that you know how much the communication has broken down between us.”

“Well, I’ll just straighten them out on the whole thing right now!”

“No, John.” Scorpius waves his arm. “Now might not be the time to confront them on personal matters.” He looks at Crichton expectantly seeking to persuade him. “Simply talk to Chiana first. Offer our support to her. Her efforts in the resistance against the Nabarri contagion is important to Peacekeeper High Command.”

“Alright then, why don’t you just tell her yourself?” John questions.

Scorpius takes a breath and looks at Crichton. “Hmmm, yes. Why not? I have, in fact not apologized to her yet.” He smiles and pats John on the back. “Do not mention to the Scarrans that I am making this offer to her, John. It may faction the Scarrans away from supporting Chiana and her Resistance efforts.

“Right.” John agrees.

Braca walks in and is startled by the calm he finds between Scorpius and Crichton. He stands holding the saber and scabbard.

Scorpius takes it from him. “Thank you Braca.” He turns and hands the saber to Crichton. “Good luck in your... negotiations Crichton.” he remarks, smiling.

Without comment John takes the saber from Scorpius and straps it on his hip. He walks the long corridor to the prowler bay.

“Commander.” Officer Shard stands at attention with her squad to greet him.

“Officer Shard.” John acknowledges her and boards a prowler. He powers up and presses the Comms. “Pagar, D’Argo. I’m coming over.” He says as he blasts out of the bay with Shard’s squad as escort.

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nhfearme
5/7/01
Aeryn Works Out
IC:

Officer Aeryn Sun punches the conditioning bag violently. She yells out. “Aaah!” as she hits and kicks it going through her routine.

Scorpius enters and walks hastening toward her. “What did you tell Crichton?”

It is perfectly obvious to her that he has been observing them. She continues to punch the bag using her punches and kicks to punctuate as she speaks. “I occupied him Scorpius. Just as you told me.”

“He’s left the Command Carrier for Pagar’s Vessel!” Scorpius snarls angrily. “This is your doing. You’ve rejected him!”

“He invited me to leave with him.” she stops punching the bag and looks directly at him breathing heavily. “Did you want me to accept?” she smiles angrily. “We could be experiencing Scarran marital bliss right now!” she argues. “Freedom he calls it. Well, you already know what it means to him.” she returns to punching the bag.

“He must return here to finish the project.” Scorpius paces around her. “It was your job to keep him here.”

As Aeryn reaches to throw a punch, Scorpius grabs her arm.

“So what then?” she stares at him. “You want me to go over and fetch him back now? Hmmm?"

Scorpius lets go of her arm and turns from her.

She stands firm. "Do you really think a man who has served as your slave all these cycles will stay under your thumb just because of me?” Aeryn huffs. “He did not order me to recreate with him. You did not order me.”

She keeps focused on Scorpius as he toys with a foil. “He never wanted me Scorpius. He left me for dead all those cycles ago. He didn’t search for me and given the opportunity, he married the first available tralk!”

Scorpius is taken aback. “My, my. I had no idea you had stored so much venom for Crichton.” he says in realization. “Officer Sun.” He approaches her and stands formally towards her. “You are remiss in your duties. You have failed your mission to keep Crichton here. If he does not return I will submit this case to High Command’s jurisdiction.” He raises his face and looks down on her.

“Then either arrest me or allow me to return to my regular duties... Sir!” She says piercingly and snaps to attention, eyes front.

“First... I have one more record I wish you to see.” Scorpius tells her. “Come with me.”

She does an about face and looks questioning at him. “More fiction about Crichton I suspect. Why do you insist on our coupling? Is it to create more super soldiers like his son?” She is near to tears, anger keeps them at bay. “I despise Crichton! And nothing you show me will make me think otherwise!”

Scorpius looks askance at her. "Must I call the guard Officer Sun?"

"Certainly not Scorpius." She pulls off her gloves sharply. "I am a loyal Peacekeeper and I will do my duty. No matter how distasteful it may be."

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nhfearme
5/8/01
Peace Talks
IC:

Lord Crichton arrives in the Scarran Vessel’s landing bay. Officer Shard viers her squad off to start their patrol. Crichton climbs down the side of the prowler and walks into the ship as the inner bay doors part. Pagar, Setig and D'Argo walk to meet him in the inner bay.

“Welcome Lord.” Pagar greets Crichton glancing somewhat nervously at John's saber. “When are we to expect your spawn to arrive?”

John walks up to them. “Good to see you again D'Argo, Pagar, Setig.” He takes a breath and sighs. “He won’t be coming. I am staying with Scorpius. I am accepting his apology and staying here.”

D'Argo gasps. “John you can’t! Chiana needs you! You are nothing but Scorpius’ slave here!”

“Chiana and the resistance will go on without me D'Argo.” John turns to Setig. “Setig, make certain that all of my resources are available to her.”

"As you say Lord." Setig gives a slight bow.

“Lord.” Pagar steps forward. “D'Argo is right! we should launch an attack while you are aboard and demand your spawn be brought here! We have already shown Scorpius we are the superior force!”

John’s heart is in his throat. “D'Argo you know I can’t go with you and why!” His hand goes to his mouth, still considering his decision. “I wish there was more time for this but there isn’t.” he faces them. “An innocent was killed in your last attack Pagar.” He is near to tears. "Someone I care about nearly died and my son, may never be recovered." He swallows. His voice trembles as he speaks. “Whatever my desire for freedom, it is not worth the loss of their lives.”

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nhfearme
5/8/01
Memories
IC:

Scorpius escorts Aeryn to her alcove and secures the door. He places a record in the display unit and turns it on. It leaps to life illuminating the small room. It is one of Sun’s own memories from the Reconditioning Facility. She averts her eyes from the display. Still, she can hear the sound of surf and sea birds, the sound of a child laughing, a door closing and Crichton’s voice. “I’ll get a fire going darlin’.”

“Good John.” The record echoes Aeryn’s own voice back. “I need to sear the dragon you and Jeffery caught today to preserve it.”

Suddenly there is the sound of a prowler passing overhead, then another then several. The sound is nearly deafening.

“Stay with me Jake. You’ll be safe.” Crichton says calmly, trying not to frighten the boy.

There is an explosion! It sounds like it is inside the house!

“Aeryn!” Crichton shouts. “We have to get outta' here!"

The sound of prowler engines and explosions continue. Aeryn trembles as she hears it. The sound vibrates the through her. There is the sound of rocks falling, then a piercing scream, heard over all. Her scream.

Scorpius watches Sun’s reaction to the record.

The only sound that can be heard is that of a crackling fire, wood popping as it heats to exploding. Then someone breathing, as though they are running. Then, "No, God! Aeryn!"

Sun recognizes Crichton’s voice as he cries out ‘Aeryn’. She swallows and looks up at the display. She sees herself in Crichton’s embrace, illuminated by the house fire. She can see the origins of the burn scars she still wears, branded by the fire Crichton pulled her from. She trembles at the sight.

In great pain, Aeryn speaks to Crichton. "John. Leave this place."

"Lies!" Sun yells and hits to turn it off. "All lies!"

Scorpius grabs her arm. "No, Officer Sun. It is all painfully true. You will hear all of it.” He growls.

"Why would you show me this?" Sun yells, trying not to hear the rest. The record continues as Crichton grieves over her, crying. Sun closes her eyes as her past self speaks again.

"Please. Take Jeffery and go. Now!" Her last breaths sound of death.

"Please, don't speak.” Crichton cries. “Save your strength."

“Stop this Scorpius! It could not have happened!” Sun yells and covers her ears. Scorpius reaches and pulls her hands away, holding them while the record continues.

Officer Sun hears her own voice betray her beliefs. "I saw the readings before I crashed. This sun. It has sunspot activity. Maybe you and Jake can escape." Aeryn’s voice, her breath fails her as she fights to finish before death takes her. "Leave me...go." she gasps, marking her death.

Sun shakes her head violently and pulls trying to free herself from Scorpius’ grip. Then she hears it. Crichton’s voice as he grieves over her. "I love you Aeryn." She hears his voice continue for the last few Microts she must have still been alive, then his tears fade to white noise as though the record is of the void of space.

Scorpius lets go of Aeryn. The record continues to play static, illuminating the room.

Scorpius growls, then controls himself to say. “To answer your question Officer Sun. I wanted you to hear it... because I want you to know that you will be the first to die. The first one to die among millions who would otherwise be saved by Crichton’s technology.” He hisses, and looks down on her. “It will give me great pleasure to see you bare the full weight of what you have done, all for false motives! If you had only taken your duty seriously Officer!” Scorpius chokes. “Crichton’s efforts would have saved us from our multiplying enemies!” he hits his personal Comms “Nurse!”

Officer Sun stands away from Scorpius as he spasms. She shakes her head in disbelief. “Permission to return to duty sir!” She gasps.

“Go!” He growls at her angrily. “Get out of my sight!” he chokes.

Aeryn opens the door letting Scorpius' Nurse in.

“Help him.” Aeryn says as she runs out of the door.

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nhfearme
5/8/01
Peace Talks
IC:

Pagar turns his head to look at Setig then to D'Argo, finally back to Crichton. He takes a sharp breath. “Has the fight gone out of you Lord Crichton? You would give in to this extortionist, this criminal, torturer, evil Scorpius rather than accept freedom from your servants?” he says exasperated. “I would rather you challenge and take my life than to hear this from your own lips.” He backs away. “I will not be a part of this Lord. I cannot watch you willingly walk into slavery, even to save your spawn from death.” He says then turns and leaves the bay.

D'Argo and Setig stand facing Crichton. D'Argo steps forward. “I understand that you love Aeryn, John. But if she is one of those who attacked us… somehow she has rejoined the Peacekeepers. It cannot be that you would remain loyal to her now.” he growls.

“You didn’t hear me D'Argo. My son has been sent away to elite training. He is gone! Aeryn was in the Med Bay most of today recovering from being trapped in her wrecked prowler with no Oxygen!” John shakes his head. “Scorpius has made it clear that they are hostages. I have no choice but to stay.”

“As you have told me John, there are always choices.” D'Argo’s tongue instantly lashes out and stings John.

“No!” Crichton cries out to D'Argo as he falls. “I have to go back! They will die! Please don’t do this…” John pleads as he passes out on deck. Setig lifts his master, carrying him into the corridor.

“Pagar!” D'Argo says to Comms. “I have persuaded Lord Crichton to remain with us." He breathes easily, near to a sigh. "You may now demand of Scorpius what you will. Then begin deployment of rear battlement to cover our withdrawal.” He orders.

“Victory is ours D'Argo!” Pagar proclaims and runs to command. He hits main Comms. "Scorpius! Lord Crichton now has his freedom from you! Release his spawn that he may return home with his father!" He does not wait for an answer but closes comms and changes frequencies to the fleet. “Squadron on patrol! Expect an attack from the nennut Peacekeeper force! Prepare to cover our withdrawal from battle! We are triumphant! Lord Crichton is free!”

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nhfearme
5/9/01
Aeryn Works Out
IC:

Officer Sun runs to the prowler bay. She pulls a spacesuit over her conditioning clothes and climbs into her prowler. She powers up and blasts out of the prowler bay. It isn’t long and, “Officer Sun. Have you then been cleared to return to duty?”

“By Scorpius.” Sun responds. She joins her squad and watches carefully the configuration of the Scarran lead vessel.

“Bring up the flank Sun!” Shard orders her and leads the squad over the hulking vessel in attack pattern Decca to simulate one of their advanced battle plans.

Sun smiles, as this gives her a vantage of the entrance ports. She studies them and scans them. Pagar’s Troop Carrier. Crichton is there.

Suddenly the ports open. Nothing can be seen, but she knows from their previous battle, this means soon there will be confrontation. “Permission to return to Command, Officer Shard.” Sun asks her commanding officer as the squad passes near the Command Carrier.

“Granted Sun.” Shard responds. Coward! No taste for battle. Nhylar watches as Officer Sun pulls from the flank and coasts into the Command Carrier Prowler Bay.

Officer Sun runs to her alcove and secures the door. When she enters, she muses that Scorpius and his Nurse are gone. She inserts her Special Ops chip searching the Command playback record for Commander Crichton’s departure. She watches carefully as his prowler enters one of the side bay ports of the Scarran Carrier her squad just maneuvered over. She smiles and removes her chip.

Officer Sun runs to the armory and examines the arsenal available. She searches for something special and takes an odd-looking pulse rifle. She checks the chamber and loads a new cartridge. Strap over her shoulder, she runs to the prowler bay. Sun climbs into the Scarran attack craft and secures her helmet. She powers it up and pulls carefully out of the prowler bay. She activates the stealth.

Scarran Attack Craft controls are unfamiliar to her. Shakily she pulls the alien craft around on maneuvers to get accustom to the feel. As she flies she turns on telemetry. The scans show the other craft, the other Scarran attack craft. Sun estimates 500 ships. There is calm. The Scarrans for whatever reason have chosen to hold their fire.

Sun glides the craft over to the lead vessel, Pagar’s Troop Carrier. She follows a small group of Scarran attack craft into one of the bays. Sun waits for the pilots to leave the bay then disembarks the attack craft cautiously to enter the huge vessel. She carefully searches. Time is running out. She can’t expect to go unnoticed much longer.