Fooled Part I

by Wyld River

Disclaimer: This was written for fun, not to infringe any copyrights, or annoy anyone. (Well, maybe the latter)

Archiving: Just take it, tell me when and where.

Feedback: Alright, I'll take some, but no tomatoes!! *wags finger*

Notes: This was written before I knew about tomorrow's show title (Won't Get Fooled Again)

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Fooled
This is just for fun, I am dreaming on this one, I know, but dreams can come true. (You’ll understand when you read the last part.
John Crichton was walking towards Aeryn’s quarters. Thinking something along the lines of (Why did she have to kiss me? And why did Aeryn have to take it so hard? Jeez!) When he reached Aeryn’s quarters he knocked, but there was no answer, so he knocked again and said, "Come on, Aeryn, it’s not as if I kissed her, she kissed me. I’m sorry, I will never happen again," there was still no answer from within the corridors, so he came up with a different plan, hopefully one that would force her out, even though he hated pushing her buttons, "Alright, Aeryn, if you don’t come out, then I am gonna start singing to you," no answer, "Alright, fine, here we go," he thought of something to sing to her, "My Aeryn lies over the ocean, my Aeryn lies over the sea. . ." Just then, Chiana could be found walking towards a strange noise, when she reached the corner before Aeryn’s quarters, she stopped and peaked around to find John sitting out beside Aeryn’s quarters, singing an off-key, strange song, from Erp she supposed. Then he started a new tune.
"Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half-farbot, all for the love of you. . ."
Chiana found herself on the verge of collapsing into a fit of giggles so she turned and ran the other way, laughing her head off.
"Aeryn!" John tried again, "Aeryn, come on, you gotta talk to me sometime."
This time she opened the door. And when she took in the sight of John on his hands and knees holding one of Zhaan’s flowers from her apothecary in his hand she burst out laughing, then said, "Well, at least I know you mean it when you say that you’re sorry," she giggled again, and he began to get up, but she pushed him back down, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh. I think that I like you down there, and plus, you aren’t out of the-what do you call it? The doghouse, yet."
He looked up at her and grinned, giving her the biggest puppy-dog sweet innocent face he could possibly give, and that almost got her, but not quite, "Oh, you can’t just win me over that easily, not this time Johnny," she giggled.
He started running his hands up her body, stopping at the slit of skin between her vest and pants and kissed her belly button, she moaned and Chiana turned around and walked away. He continued to run his hands up her body, and eventually he was standing up again, while he was kissing her neck, he asked, "So am I out of the doghouse yet?" she moaned again, then started pulling him back into her room, "We’ll see," she whispered, and pulled him back down on the bed on top of her.
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Later in Aeryn’s quarters
Crichton and Aeryn lay entangled in eachother’s arms, when Chiana commed him. He leaned over Aeryn to grab a comm, but she woke up and yawned, "Wait a minute, is that my comm, or yours?"
"I don’t know, Aeryn," he said, confused, but then he realized she was worried about the others finding out about them, so far they had been careful, but his serenading scene might have caused some trouble, he could have sworn he heard laughing, but he wasn’t so sure.
"Alright, Aeryn," he got up and found his comm, "What is it, Chiana?"
"Can I-can I talk to you in the maintenance bay, John?" she asked knowing very well what her plan would do.
"I’m on my way, Chiana," he said, wondering what she could be comming him about.
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"Okay, Chi, what’s up?" John asked, coming into the bay.
She ran to him and jumped into his arms, sobbing, she tried to explain, "I . . .(sob) think that . . .(sob) . . .that . . .that . . ." she trailed off as John held her tight and she smiled to herself, knowing her plan was coming along perfectly.
He carried her over to a corner and sat down with her, then he said, "Shh, shhh, shhh, shhhshshsh. Relax, Pip, tell me what’s going on. What’s wrong," he moved some hair out of her face.
"D’Argo . . .he . . .he. . .oh, John, . . . help(sob) me," chiana sobbed out.
"Come on, Chi, spit it out, what did D’Argo do?" Crichton asked, worrying about what D’Argo had done.
"I think he’s in love with Zhaan, (sob)" Chiana cried out.
Crichton let out a relieved sigh, "Pip, I think you’re over-reacting."
"I don’t think so," she choked out.
"Okay, Chi, tell me why you’re suspicious?" Crichton asked.
"I was walking into command the other day, and I saw them standing close, facing eachother and when I came in, they immediately walked away and wouldn’t look at eachother," of course that was a lie, but she needed his sympathy.
He gave her a hug again, "Oh, Chi, it’s okay, I’m sure you’re just making a mountain out of a molehill. I very much doubt that D’Argo would cheat on you, or that Zhaan would betray your friendship," (hopefully) he thought to himself.
Suddenly she stared into his eyes, and he looked back, beginning to get uncomfortable at the way she was looking into his eyes, he turned away, but she brought his face back to hers, she leaned forward and he stood up and said, "I. . . I have to work on the defense screen," he ran out of the room, and Chiana giggled to herself, thinking, (it’s working).
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(Whoa, that was weird) Crichton thought to himself, (What the . . .frell was she doing?) he was walking towards command, even though he had no idea why, with a very confused look on his face. When he walked into command, he found D’Argo and Zhaan standing very close to one other, and when he walked in, they split apart and D’Argo seemed a little upset, but Zhaan was unflustered for some reason. When he noticed their actions he headed back out towards the Terrace. He could always think there with a clear and open mind. Unfortunately, Chiana was there, but he needed to talk to her anyway, so he walked on in, as soon as she heard him enter, she hid the smile that was threatening to crawl onto her face, and put a sad look on. He was going to hate this, he didn’t want to talk to her, but he knew he had to, "Uh, Chiana, can we talk?" he asked, worried and uncertain of her response.
"Of course, John," she said, turning a smothered laugh into a choked sob, only making John feel worse.
He sat down next to her, "I know you already know , or believe there is something going on between Zhaan and D’Argo, but I . . .I didn’t believe you then, but I do now," he said then looked right at her, she had a hurt and surprised look on her face, and she started crying again.
(What?!! Wait a minute, I don’t understand. How is that possible, this was all supposed to be a hoax. What’s going on? No I have to think) she pulled herself away from John’s strong embrace, reluctantly, and left the room, making him feel worse, "Great," he said dryly.
 

End Part I