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Timeline: Post-Fractures
Spoilers: Fractures
Disclaimer: Farscape isn't mine. I own nothing!
Notes: Thanks to Alison, who encouraged me to write my first fanfic. I'm new to writing, so be kind!
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"Grallagua.....brappa..../splash/....owww." The raven hair Sebacean vomited into the toilet.
"I warned you not to mix..." John said sympathetically. His left arm supportively wrapped around the woman's midsection while his right hand kept her hair out of her face.
"Oh, shut up John!" Was the croaked reply he got in return. With the nausea abating, she shakily tried to stand, but failed miserably. Pale and sweaty, she slumped to the floor in defeat.
"Come on now, let's get you to bed. You'll feel better after you get some sleep." John gently picked the woman up and carried her out of the bathroom. The
Sebacean showed her disgust by emitting a low growl from her throat. This made John chuckle softly, as he place her on the bed.
"I'm going to die! I just know it!" The woman croaked. Grabbing the pillow next to her, she used it to cover her face.
John looked down at the prone woman and shook his head. "I'll be back." Stifling a chuckle as he turned, John made a haste retreat for the bathroom. He felt the pillow striking the back of John's head, just as he made it to the doorway.
Not a hundred microts later John exited the bathroom, with a damp cloth in hand. Pausing long enough to retrieve the pillow, John went back to attend to the ill woman. Making a production of fluffing the pillow, John placed it back under her head. Using the damp cloth, John gently wiped the Sebacean's face clean, before asking. "Better?"
"Mmm, yes." The woman patted the spot next to her on the bed. Taking the invitation, John sat down and smiled at her.
"It's more beautiful than I remember..." The Sebacean sat up, and looked into John's eyes. "..earth, I mean."
Taking the time to toss the soiled cloth to the floor. John turned his full attention onto the Sebacean next to him. "Yes, it is..." He gently cupped the woman's face with his hands, and placed small kisses over her left eyebrow. She closed her eyes and sighed. Immersing her self in John's affection for her. This went on until the Sebacean slowly pulled back. Gently taking John's hands, she placed them on her hips.
"Aren't you glad that you listened to me, instead of the message from your clone?" She asked this with a rather smug smile plastered to her face.
"Yes, you always have been right in the end. It just took me awhile to realize it." John leaned into the woman's embrace. Resting his head on her shoulder John closed his eyes and smiled.
Enjoying the human's natural warmth, the Sebacean wrapped her arms around him and pulled John into a tight embrace. Bending her head down to nuzzle his ear,
she whispered. "To think, that your former shipmates thought Crais to be the one
to sell them out to the Peacekeepers. Never expecting to be betrayed by you, John Crichton. Not seeing the trap until it was to late. That your so called 'mission' to stop Scorpius was actually a ruse, so that you could acquire the wormhole technology for yourself." The Sebacean chuckled in remembrance. "Mmm, yes... Scorpius was quite surprised by your actions. Even more so by your little 'experiment' with the new bio-neural chip."
John shifted in the Sebacean's arms so he could look into her gray eyes. "Yeah, I'll never forget Scorpy's reaction when I mention what I..../cough/....um,
I mean what we had planned to do with Aeryn." John shook his head and sighed. "Anyway, lets get back to the subject at hand. Harvey, what did I sa..." But was silenced when Harvey covered John's mouth with her hand.
Rolling her eyes Harvey sighed. "Yes, John, pizza doesn't react well with margarita sho.." The Sebacean was silenced herself, when John kissed her full on the lips.
