Never Again 2

by Wyld River

Disclaimer: This was written just for fun, not meant to infringe any copyrights, or to annoy people, (well, maybe the latter)

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He immediately saw Aeryn stiffen at the name, "We’ll be right there, Pilot." He answered.

Aeryn and John walked into command and saw the ship on the screen, Aeryn stared at him for a few microts, but then said, "He has gotten big," just like a mother.
"Yes, he has," Pilot agreed also looking fondly at him.
"I as the most intelligent of us all, I suggest that we LEAVE!" Rygel yelled out.
"Quiet, your lowness," Chiana shut him up.
"Crais wishes to speak with us," Pilot said, sounding hopeful.
"Put him on the clamshell, Pilot, please," Aeryn asked.
"Greetings to you all," Crais came over the clamshell, then he turned to Aeryn, "Officer Sun, Talyn wonders if you would like to come aboard?"
Aeryn looks over at Crichton, and Crichton gives her a look that says ‘be careful’, "Alright, I will be right over," she immediately leaves to her quarters to get ready.
D’Argo gives Crais a warning, "You better not frelling do anything while she’s over there."
"Of course not," was his answer.
Crichton was actually really worried, Aeryn had said she had felt that weird feeling of dread all day long. So he went to see her in her quarters.
"Hey, Sunshine," he said standing in the doorway.
"Hello, John," she said, then under her breath, "Where are my frelling pants?"
"Aeryn, are you sure this is such a good idea?"
"What do you mean?" she asked still looking for her pants.
"You said you had that odd feeling all day long, right?" he asked.
"Yeah, so what?" she asked, obviously preoccupied.
He walked in and stopped her by grabbing her arms and making her look at him, "Aeryn, please don’t go, I’m worried now."
"Crichton, the feeling is gone. I’m sure everything is going to be fine, don’t worry about it," she responded looking into his eyes.
"Aeryn, just promise me you’ll be careful, alright?" he answered back, letting go.
"Alright, John, I will be careful," she said as she began to look around again for her pants.
"Make sure to take your pulse gun with you," John shouted over his shoulder.
"Right," Aeryn mumbled under her breath as she put her hands on her hips and sighed in frustration. Then she spotted them and crowed triumphantly, "Ha!"
* * *
"Oh, by Chilnack, this is incredible! He has gotten to be so huge," Aeryn said with her eyes wide open.
"Yes, he has grown quite a bit," Crais conceded.
"Quite a bit?! He’s twice the size he was when I last saw him!" Aeryn said incredulously.
"So, how are you doing, Officer Sun?" he asked conversationally.
No matter how much Aeryn wanted to kick the dren out of him, she restrained, and instead answered, "In what sense?"
"Well, this may be a delicate subject, but . . .with Crichton?" he asked almost softly.
She whipped her head around to look at him, "What is that supposed to mean?"
Crais gave an almost exasperated sigh, "Come now, Officer Sun, don’t play these games."
She turned her entire body around to face him, "What games?"
"Aeryn, it was as plain as day when I last saw you, and that was nearly a half a cycle ago, and what I saw pass between the two of you over the clamshell was unconfusable."
"I wonder if it’s that obvious to the rest of the crew?" she pondered, not actually responding to Crais querry.
"You mean you’re trying to keep it a secret from everyone?" he asked on the verge of laughing.
"For now."
"Two questions: Why? And Don’t you think that’s a little futile?"
"Crais, a lot has happened since the last time you were here."
"What?"
She sighed, not willing to relieve it, but she might as well tell him, "Do you remember about three cycles ago?" she asked.
"What about it?"
"We were aboard a leviathon then?"
"Oh, yes, you wanted to be reassigned to Prowler duty."
"Yes, well that Leviathon was Moya."
"Moya?"
"Yes."
"And?"
"Do you remember what needed to be done to put the new Pilot in?"
"Yes, the old Pilot would need to be removed."
"Yes, well my unit was the unit that was assigned to kill and remove the old Pilot."
"What is that phrase Crichton uses? Oh, yes-"
Together: "It’s a small world."
"Indeed," Aeryn looked at Crais as he walked over to one of the consoles and pressed a couple of buttons. She felt Talyn lurch forward.
"Crais?" she asked questioningly, when he didn’t answer she asked questioningly again, "Crais, what are you doing?"
"Something that will benefit both of us, Officer Sun."
"What??!!!" she yelled out as she jumped up.
"Just wait."
"What are you doing?!" suddenly she heard Crichton on her comms.
"Aeryn, what’s going on, Pilot says he’s reading an energy surge coming from Tal-" but she didn’t hear anything more-
They had StarBursted.
"CRAIS!!" she yelled out as she recovered from StarBurst, "where are we?"
"We are just inside of the Uncharted Territories," he responded after StarBurst.
"WHAT!!!" she screamed at him and pulled her pulse gun on him, "Take us back right now, Crais, and I mean RIGHT NOW!!" she yelled at him.
But then Crais said, "Talyn: Intruder," Talyn raised his internal weaponry, but did not fire, yet.
"Now you have a choice, Aeryn Sun," he began, and walked over to her, right in her face, "You can put that pulse gun down, and help me, or I can have Talyn shoot you."
She still didn’t put her weapon away, but she did lower it, and asked, "What sort of help?"
"Talyn wishes to find The Builders."
She looked at him wonderingly, "But they are just myth, no one has ever seen a Leviathon’s deity."
"Moya has," he stated simply.
"What do you mean? When?"
"Just a short time ago. Moya communicated it to her son. It was when just P’au Zhaan was on board, no one else was."
Aeryn thought back through the last monen, "The Royal Planet," she said to herself quietly. That is where they went."
"What?" Crais asked.
"Nothing."
"Anyway, the deity spoke to Talyn, and he found out about you. He has already deemed me unfit to Captain a ship such as Talyn, but he wanted to know about you."
"Me?! Why would he care about me?"
"Because he spoke to Talyn, and Talyn respects you."
"Then why did he choose you."
"Because I had been with him longer than you had, but that doesn’t mean he never stopped repecting you."
"Oh, really? So why do you want me-" she paused and looked straight at him, "You want me to convince the Leviathons’ Gods that I am worthy to Captain Talyn so that you can take him over once again?"
"I always said you were intelligent," he smiled but didn’t look directly at her.
"No, I will not do it."
"You have to."
"And why is that?"
"If you want to get back to Crichton, you will."
"You would not keep me here."
"No, but I would put you on some uninhabited planet somewhere."
"We found him, they would find me."
"Are you sure?"
They each tried to stare each other down, Crais finally winning, "No, I am not sure."
"Good, now will you play the part?"
She thought about then lowered her head, "Yes."
"Good," he practically purred (as well as Crais can purr), "Talyn! Take us back to Kahaynu."
Several beeps were admitted then they took off in Starburst.
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"Pilot!" Crichton yelled out, "Where’d they go?" he said pushing several buttons on the panel.
"I have no ide-"Pilot paused and stared at his console, "I think I have their direct path."
"Then take it, Pilot," Crichton yelled out.
"No, Pilot!" D’Argo stopped him.
"What!!" Crichton walked over and pushed D’Argo, "What do you mean, ‘no’? This is Aeryn."
"Yes, and if it’s the wrong path-" he was interrupted by Pilot.
"I believe it is the right path, D’Argo."
D’Argo and Crichton stared eachother down, but D’Argo lost, knowing how John felt about Aeryn, "Take it Pilot." Crichton said again, clawing onto the console for StarBurst.
End Part II
 

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