Like Father, Like Son 7

Author: Christy

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

Part: 7

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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She had watched the captain's reaction as their ship exited

the wormhole go from blank to shock. He stared out through

the view screen, looking directly at a large object that bared

only forty meters in front of them. She knew what it was, she'd

seen pictures and studied the specs well. She immediately

checked the other ships stats and what the captain already knew

was confirmed. The ship that floated freely in front of them was

indeed Moya.

'This might take some explaining...' she could only imagine what

the other crew's reaction would be to direct contact, but if they

_were_ in the right place, at the correct time they had no other

choice. There was only one way to confirm if Farscape VI had been

here and that was to ask the crew of Moya herself.

She could sense Talyn's surprise as well, seeing his mother after

so many cycles had caught him off guard as well. The two ships

conversed, and Talyn had communicated to Moya that a direct link

of communication was needed between crews. Rachel waited until the

link had been confirmed by the other Pilot before looking up at her

captain. "Sir, we have contact. We can patch you through as soon

as you command."

Captain Crichton nodded slowly and took a military stance, his face

turning blank once more as he stared into the view screen. "Okay,

I'm ready..." An image of Moyas crew blinked on in front of them.

Rachel immediately recognized everyone on the ship, including the

young man standing behind the rest. 'Well, guess he's okay...until

Dad gets hold of him at least...'

"My name is Captain John Crichton, and I believe you have my son

onboard..." The reaction of the younger Crichton as well as the

rest of those on Moya was total shock. They all turned to look at

the young man who remained at attention through the entire encounter.

'That's my boy...' The captain thought to himself and held back a

grin. "I would request permission to come aboard and retrieve my

missing crewman."

The other John Crichton looked back at them. He shook his head briefly,

as if trying to clear his thoughts. "But...you're...you're..._me!"

"Yes, it's good to know I still had such wit when I was your age", he

grinned this time. Rachel sighed and walked over beside the captain.

Her face remained very calm, gray eyes staring the others on Moya down.

"I apologize for this incident and I understand you all must be in

shock. I assure you, we are who we say we are and we mean no harm.

Please simply allow us onboard briefly enough to retrieve our crewman

and ship and I promise you we will be on our way."

Zhaan was the first to respond, stepping in front of the others and

smiling. "We would be honored to have you onboard Moya. We will bring

your comrade to the cargo bay so you may meet him there." The girl smiled

and nodded to the communications officer who cut the transmission.

The young man slowly began to back away, hoping to leave the room

unnoticed but ran right into Chiana. "Not so fast...", Chiana blocked his

path and smiled coldly at him. He sighed and looked over at John and Aeryn

who were already closing in on him.

"Why did you lie to us?" Aeryn's eyes were stern, and he could tell by the

look in them she was ready to use force if he didn't answer honestly this

time.

"If I told you who I really was originally, you would have never believed

me." "You don't know that." Zhaan walked over to him. "Yes, I do. Please

understand, I never meant any harm. Coming here was an accident, it wasn't

supposed to happen. I ran because I knew if you found out who I really was

you'd begin asking too many questions, questions that if I answered could

change the timeline drastically. This whole run in probably cost something

dear to me to disappear in some way, and I can't even remember if because

now it's like I never had it...", he trailed of, seeing the confused looks

on the others faces. How could he explain to them how even the slightest

change in a timeline could have the most dramatic effects? He shook his

head, clearing his thoughts and started again. "It doesn't matter, this

will all be over soon..." He looked at them all. So many memories of

these same people came to mind. They had quite a future ahead for

themselves, they just didn't know it yet. His eyes landed on Aeryn and

he grinned. "You know, you guys got a lot of good times coming, I'll tell

you that much." They all looked confused and he looked down. "Never mind."

"And you're sure it will work completely?" the captain stood outside the

transport pod with Zhaan, going over the little cargo they were bringing

with them.

"Yes, I assure you they will remember nothing of this incident. The only

side effect that can be detected is a small headache experienced when

they all wake up."

"What about Pilot and Moya? I don't want to harm them, but--"

Zhaan shook her head. "So not worry, Rachel has informed me there is a

way to erase all data onboard Moya as well as Pilots memories."

The captain nodded and smiled slightly. "Hey...least I get to see Aeryn

again out of all this, even if it's just for a microt..."

Zhaan smiled back sadly. She knew John had taken the loss of his mate

hard, and even two cycles later she still caught him up late some nights

sitting alone on Talyn's terrace. 'How sad it is you never let some

wounds heal John...'

He turned and walked into the transport pod where Rachel and another

member of Talyn's crew worked, preparing for the short trip. Microts

later, the shuttle took off and set a course towards Moya.

John and the young man trailed behind the others on their way to the

cargo bay. Crichton could sense the kid's sadness, like leaving Moya

meant leaving behind something important. He still hadn't gotten over

finding out that this person would be in his future, that he would

actually have a chance to be a father someday. Neither of them spoke

for a while. John broke the silence, asking the once question that

had been bothering him the most.

"What exactly is your name? I mean you're _real_ name this time."

The kid looked over at him and grinned. "I had a feeling that was

coming. "My real name..?" He sighed at looked ahead. "Eizak J.

Crichton." "Eizak?", John looked over at the kid in disgust. "What kind

of a name is that?" "Don't ask me", he shrugged and grinned, "my mother

named me." "Your mother...?", he followed the kids eyes to Aeryn. He

felt his heart stop for a moment then looked back at the young man in

astonishment. "You're kidding..."

"I do not kid....well, actually I do. But not about that."

John looked over and watched the ex-Peacekeeper enter the cargo bay. He

felt a smile rise on his face at the thought, but quickly wiped it away.

Was it really possible that she...that they? He glanced over as Eizak

walked past him into the cargo bay with the others. A flashback of the

young mans eyes, his demeanor. Suddenly, everything began fitting together,

like pieces from a puzzle. He realized that the idea was very possible,

but what worried him most was that he liked it.

Captain John Crichton exited the pod first, followed by Rachel and the

other young man. Eizak smiled as Rachel walked past her captain and over to

him. "You just couldn't resist coming after me yourself could ya Sis?", he

grinned as she gave him one of her infamous 'shutup or die' looks.

"You had to be the stupidest moron in the universe, flying that...that

_craft_ that far from the ship then trying to take on more than a dozen

Prowlers on your own!"

He shrugged and nodded towards the younger John Crichton who stood with his

friends, watching the two fight. "Not my fault, I get it from Dad."

The captain smirked and walked over to the gathered crew of Moya near the

room's entrance. "Thank you for taking care of my son for me. He...has a

Tendency to get himself in trouble like this..." He allow himself a quick

glance of Aeryn and smiled.

"It was our...pleasure", Zhaan answered. "Tell me, how is it Talyn--?"

"Traveled through through a wormhole like that? Well, personally I have no

idea." The others looked at him confused. He smiled again and looked over

at the bickering duo near the transport. "Rachel over there is the brains

of the family. She's the one who figured out the course angle and details

of getting us here."

"Whoa...w-wait, you mean _she's_ also--?" John felt like he was going to

pass out if he had to withstand any more surprises today.

"Yes, takes after her mother on the temper though", the captain turned and

looked back at the others. "I am sorry, but we cannot let you remember any

of this. Zhaan...well, the Zhaan from our time has mixed a little chemical

that we must administer to you before we leave."

D’Argo growled and pulled out his blade. "Never, I will not--" He stopped

when he saw Zhaan raise a hand and signal him to remain calm.

"We understand Captain. The consequences of knowing too much about the

future can be dangerous." The captain nodded and called over his

shoulder. "Parker! Rachel! We are ready to begin the process now."

The others saw the young girl reluctantly stop arguing and rush off out

of the cargo bay. "Hold up, where is she headed?", Chiana asked, preparing

to go after the young woman.

"She is the only one of us capable of erasing any evidence of this from

Moya and Pilots data records and memories." As the captain finished, a

young blonde man came over carrying a small bag. The man grinned and the

captain stepped back. "Good-bye my friends..." He turned and slowly walked

back over to the transport as the other man pulled something out of the

bag.

"Hold on a second!! What does he--", John was silenced as the other man

threw something onto the ground and stepped back. The last thing John saw

was a cloud a gas surround then black. Rachel hurried back to the cargo

bay to find the entire crew of Moya unconscious where they fell. She

stared at them for a moment. 'Guess Zhaan's stuff worked after all...'

She heard her father call and looked up to see the captain and over

young officer waiting outside the transport. "Where's Zak?"

"He went on ahead in the Farscape VI." "All we're waiting on is you

Sweetheart", the young officer grinned, his Southern accent making him

seem all that more annoying to Rachel. She glared and walks into the

transport, taking time to backhand him in back of his skull as she

passed. "_You_ watch your mouth Kevin, I don't care WHO's kid you are

call me 'sweetheart' again and I'll hit more than your head!"

Captain Crichton grinned, 'definitely has her mothers spirit...' He set

one last look at the people on the floor. When they woke up, they would

have had no idea why they were there or what had happened. With any

luck, Talyn could recreate the maneuver when they returned and things

could get back to normal.

'Or as normal as they ever are when you're fighting an intergalactic

war' he corrected himself and stepped into the transport to prepare for

take off.