A Simple Moment

By Dani Royer (ChibiAerynSun@aol.com)

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me.

Rating: G (It's absolutely harmless!)
Spoilers: None, really.
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Author's Notes: My muse was attacked by my cat this week. I think she 
suffered brain damage.

 
They sat there not speaking. Both afraid that if they dared to say anything, 
the whole scene would shatter upon them. They were sharing a simple moment. A 
time of peace in the chaotic mess they called their lives. They needed this 
time, to simply exist, together. Words only complicated things. You just need 
to keep it simple.
 

They'd been there for arns. Setting a distance apart in the beginning, they 
were now together. Using the closeness as a shield to block out everything 
that they'd been going through. His arms around her, his fingers playing 
softly with her hair. Her hand moving lightly in his. If true perfection's 
touch were ever to be felt by living beings, this was the moment it would 
choose.
 

How many times have they been like this? They both knew that it wasn't nearly 
enough. Between the danger of death, a slipping sanity, and a scared little 
girl, chances came so rarely. They both knew that there might not be any more 
chances one day. But right now, the didn't care. Worry, doubt, and regret had 
no place here. They were too complicated.
 

She stirred in his arms, turning to face him. He saw the fear in her eyes, 
seeking comfort in his. Leaning down, he brushed his lips briefly on her 
forehead. He then lowered his forehead to hers in silent vow of love and 
protection. Understanding, she closed her eyes to burn this moment into her 
memory.
 

The felt the loss as the bullet hit and shattered the glass scene. Pilots 
urgent voice informed them that reality had return. Slowly and with much 
sadness, they stood up, still touching. Holding on to one last shred of 
peace, they looked into each others eyes. They didn't need to say it aloud. 

Again. They would do this again.
 

Breaking eye contact, John Crichton and Aeryn Sun turned and ran towards 
Command.