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Betrayal;
Guilt;
Ripples;
The Hidden Path;
Word Count: 82
Jack Crichton and DK softly stepped into the intensive care unit containing John Crichton whose Farscape module had crashlanded three years ago. Emotion choked Jack as he surveyed his son's emaciated body. He had always hoped John would come out of his coma, but his son showed no improvement except for a burst of brain activity for one hour once a week. A doctor came in with a clipboard. Jack signed the papers. The doctor turned off the life support machines. EEEEEEE!
Word Count: 52
He had taken her from him. The pleasure of her company and their love making had blinded him to any guilt he might have felt at the moment. As he finished washing his face, Jothee frowned at his reflection in the mirror. D'Argo might someday forgive him, but could he forgive himself?
Word Count: 95
DK wandered aimlessly along the dark seashore as he stared up at the twinkling stars. Where was John? They had never found any wreakage of the Farscape module. Had it been swallowed by a microscopic black hole? Had it fallen through a rip in space? Was John still alive? These gloomy ponderous questions always tortured him in his free time. He and Jack would talk with IASA officials tomorrow about revival of the Farscape project, and they would respond with memos of budget cuts. If only he had gone, perhaps it would never have happened.
Word Count: 79
As her prowler was speeding away, Aeryn tried to keep her mind occupied on other things, rather than on Crichton. A strange disturbance appeared on the very edge of her rear scanners. It came from Moya's location. She suddenly recognized it as a wormhole. Was it Scorpius? What about the Ancients? Maybe the Pathfinders? Could it be John? Her blood ran cold. Aeryn spun her prowler 180 degrees and accelerated back to see if her family was in danger.
Word Count: 98
Scorpius wondered what Crichton had wanted when the human had called to him but continued through the fiery wreckage of the command carrier. He entered his escape vessel, saw Braca, and inquired, "Co-Kura?"
"Crichton erased his memory with the Aurora Chair so I put him out of his misery."
Scorpius frowned. "All the previous wormhole data had already been transmitted to the other Gammak base?"
Braca grinned. "Yes, sir."
As they fled the imploding behemoth, Scorpius smiled mirthlessly. If he needed Crichton again, he could run him down with the tracker he had installed in the Farscape module.