Like Father, Like Son 6

Author: Christy

Rating: PG/PG-13? (possible language and violence later on)

Part: 6

Archiving: If you want it, you can archive it (I'de like ya

to e-mail me first though, but if you don't and just archive

it without asking that's okay too).

Synopsis: The crew of Moya runs across a future "friend".

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the Farscape characters (only in

my dreams), don't sue please. All other characters are mine

however so HA! If anyone wants to use my characters feel free

to ask (I'de probably say go ahead).

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D'Argo waited impatiently as Zhaan tested the genetic

samples they had collected. both had managed to get them,

without John or Aeryn knowing what they were using them for.

'Thank the gods for that', D'Argo though to himself. Imagine,

the embarrassment of a full grown Luxan warrior having to sneak

around like this. But, as much as it frustrated him, he had to

admit the curiousity was eating him alive. If this young man

_was_ John and Aeryns, what did that mean for their own futures?

He shook himself out of the thoughts as Zhaan looked back up at

him."We shall have the results within the arn. D'Argo, you have

done well. Rest now, I will come tell you when the results are

finished." D'Argo growled and nodded. He walked out, leaving

Zhaan to finish her work. John had tried to sleep, but the

curiousity was killing him. He had to know, he had to see for

himself. He had managed to make it into the cargo bay without

anyone noticing and immedietly set to work at examing the

Farscape VI. What he had found was absolutely amazing. The

controls for the craft seemed simple enough, not unlike that of

his own ship. But in looking at the details, the engine and

equipment he oculd tell this ship was far more advanced. He had

tried tapping into the ships data bank, only to find it password

protected. He sighed and muttered to himself, trying to crack to

code but with no luck. He was about to try a system override when

he heard the cargo bay doors open. John hesitated, then slowly

stood up and looked outside to see who had entered.

He grinned seeing the intruder and shouted down. "Hey there

Sunshine!" Aeryn looked up at the ship and glared. "What are you

doing up there?" "Same thing I'm guessing you came here to do.

But there's nothing, can't even get into the ships records."

Aeryn huffed and stepped over. "Some tech you turned out to be..."

"I'd like to see _you_ in here reading these consoles", he climbed

out of the cockpit and jumped down, landing in front of Aeryn.

"The only way we're going to get any more information is from our

boy 'Kevin', and I don't think he's gonna talk any time soon.

Meanwhile, I'm gonna try to get some more sleep. G'night Aeryn."

John walked past her, out into the corridors. She stared up at the

ship a moment then walked forward, letting her hands trace the

Atlarian writings on the front. She was going to find out who this

boy really was one way or another.

______

"And you're sure it will work?", Captain Crichton stared at the

data presented to him. Rachel smiled and pointed to the image of a

solar flare on the view screen. "As long as we make sure Talyn is

hit at the right angle, there's no way we can lose. The only problem

is there's no guarentees we'll arrive where or _when_ he did Sir."

"When?", the captain looked up at her with a confused expression.

"Yes, you must remember wormholes are tricky things. But, in theory,

if we attempt the flight within thirty arns we will end up pretty

damn close." He grinned and looked up at her. Her face remained

unwavering, but her voice still had an edge of humor. 'Just like her

mother...' he vaguely thought to himself. He straightened up again.

There was only one more question to ask. "Is Talyn okay with this?"

She nodded. "He's the one who came up with the idea Sir. And I have

notified the rest of the crew, we're prepared to launch within the

arn." "Very well. We will begin immediatly", he turned to the bridge

crew who had already begun work on preparing themselves as well as

the ship for the journey. 'God, I hope we know what we're doing....'

______

Zhaan had called D'Argo to her quarters not long ago. The results

were close at hand, and both waited impaciently as the console

finished the read outs. They both stared at the readings, at first

in shock then in wonder. "By the Goddess....D'Argo, the readings

are positive." "Don't you think I noticed that?!", the Luxan spit

out, not knowing what to do next. They had to tell John and Aeryn,

but the question was when and how. This discovery was impossible to

hide, and it might explain why the young man was here. Still, the

simple idea remained frightening to D'Argo for a reason he himself

couldn't explain.

"We must tell them...", Zhaan shut down the console and looked up

at her companion. "Now?" "No, they're not ready yet. Too much has

happened within the last few solar days. We should wait until things

become...calmer before telling either of them... Meanwhile, we should

go about as if we know nothing. Please understand D'Argo, you cannot

reveal any of what you know to anyone else onboard." "I hadn't planned

on it.-" "D'Argo, Zhaan, please report to command immediatly!!!",

Pilots voice interrupted them through the communicators.

"What is wrong Pilot?", Zhaan answered calmly, she and D'Argo already

heading out the door. "Moya is picking up unusual readings very close

by. There appears to be...a wormhole forming." "We will be there

soon!", D'Argo replied and began to walk faster. The crew regathered

in the command, staring at the anomoly from the view screen. Kevin

stood beside Crichton, having been dragged out of bed and brought

there just in case he tried anything while the crew was distracted.

The wormhole seemed to be growing large by the microt, but nothing

else unusual about it. After a short while, Rygel finally broke the

silence in the room. "Well, I've had enough of this! This is nonsense,

hardly anything to wake me up for!", he turned his throne around and

spead out of the room. Chiana turned to follow, when Pilot began

reading what Moya's sensors were begining to detect. "Moya has picked

up a very large object exiting the rift. "As he finished, a large ship

slowly exited the rift. It's shape was unique, and its paint would

have normally marked it as Peacekeeper. But to the crew of Moya, it

was obvious this ship was no PK vessel. Aeryn's eyes widened as

did the others when they slowly realized exactly what they were

staring at. "It can't be...", D'Argo muttered from the back of the

room. "Talyn..?", Aeryn stepped closer and then spoke to Pilot, not

taking her eyes from the image in front of her. "Pilot, is that

really-?" "Yes, Officer Sun. Moya has confirmed, it is her child..."

"Well I'll be damned..." Crichton stepped up beside Aeryn in equal

amazement. The ship was much bigger than the small leviathan that

trailed behind its mother constantly. It seemed impossible to believe

they could be one in the same."We are getting an incoming transmission

from...the other Talyn." "Put it through Pilot," Zhaan answered,

being the first one able to tear her gaze from what lay before her.

The image on the view screen switched from that of the ship to one

that seemed to shock the crew even more.

A man stared back at them, his eyes a cool light blue and his hair

just starting to turn grey. But, despite the smaller changes it was

obvious who he was. His face remained unwavering as he spoke with a

calm, assured voice. "My name is Captain John Crichton and I believe

you have my son onboard..."