Jan 09, 2009 11:14
Life can't get worse for John Crichton.
And then it does.
(So much happens, Aeryn is back, but she's not his, not yet, because it still all got messed up with the other John, damn, Talyn shoots Moya, they work with Scorpius for once (again) and Grayza just pisses John off in so many ways. Talyn dies. Living in a ship that mourns is gut wrenching.
John's losing it. He's tripping, he's sure of it. It sure as hell feels like when he did mushrooms that one time in high school when he sees cartoon versions of his friends.
When he daydreams his life away.
Aeryn looks so gorgeous in a wedding dress.
No less gorgeous when they all get shot.)
Aeryn's leaving.
They kiss one last time (he died, she watched, it's too hard for her, she has to go. what does it taste like?
yesterday.)
John says if it's fate, then he'll toss a coin.
She still leaves.
He sits in his module, in space, unable to watch or speak as they leave, they all leave. Aeryn, D'Argo, Chiana, Rygel. Just John, Pilot, Jool and--
Harvey. Of course.
And the old woman that showed up. That weird crazy old woman who whispers the weirdest things but she knows things John does not.
Aeryn is with child.
His heart stops. He begs Pilot to get back in touch with Aeryn, do it, quick, please. And then a wormhole opens and sucks Moya away, leaving John very very alone in space.
"You have got to be kidding me."
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