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[jcrichton]

His mind is in a blur. Nothing but flashes -- space, explosions, Braka hitting him with the helmet, Ro'Na getting killed. Katralla. Aeryn. D'argo convincing him to go ahead with it. Scorpius. Scorpius. Scorpius!

Crichton suddenly comes to with a gasp. "Holy-"

He can barely move his head, but his eyes search the room to figure out where he is.

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[capt_angie]

*Angie has been asleep in a chair in the corner of the room and wakes up abruptly when John cries out.*

[jcrichton]

Crichton lifts his arms, trying to sit up, and groans in pain, slumping back down onto the bed. He hasn't yet seen Angie in the room.

[capt_angie]

*She crosses the room and sits on the edge of the bed.*

Hey... You're awake.

[jcrichton]

Crichton blinks. "Oh my-"

"An-" He's struggling. He doesn't know why, but he's struggling even to remember her name. He knows they were together, he knows they had...something...together... but there's something holding him back from accessing those memories. "An-"