In the continuing effort to move most of my Farscape fic to my LJ, I'm adding my favorite story. It's called In Dependence.

Title: In Dependence
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The Jim Henson Co. owns the Farscape universe and characters. I'm just having some angsty fun.
Setting/Spoilers: Through SnS in S3
Summary: John and D'Argo are stuck on Telas Prime, the ( Read more... )

This month I was in charge of picking the Starburst Challenge over at Terra Firma. After toying with a Shakespearean challenge, I settled on a theme more in tune with the season: Gratitude.

Having read many a five things meme over here in LiveJournal country, I decided to write a Five Things Meme for John Crichton on the subject of Gratitude. The ( Read more... )

Ever have a need to plug what you see as an aching hole in the story of your favorite show. A fanwank. Well, this story was born out of one of my personal fanwanks and explains Scorpius' seeming invulnerability. It's also a bit of creepy fun. To say more would ruin the surprise, though I'm sure you'll guess at my solution before the end. I hope you ( Read more... )

(See notes and disclaimer in Part I)

Part Five

“No!” Aeryn screamed. She fell to the floor, her body quaking, tears streaming from her eyes. Gradually, Aeryn took in her surroundings.  She was in the Medical Bay, not Command. Noranti hovered nearby. Aeryn drew a shaky breath and stood up.

“What did you do to me?”

“Helped you see the truth.”

“The ( Read more... )

(See Part I, for notes and disclaimer)

Part Four

Aeryn sat in the center chamber turning the data chip over and over in her fingers, the plate of food cubes that was her breakfast pushed to one side, untouched. She finally had her story straight. The baby was John Crichton’s. And it was a boy. Only John wasn’t here for her to tell.

When she’d ( Read more... )

(See Part I for Disclaimer and Notes)

Part Three

Aeryn awoke to the sound of Chiana talking rapidly in her ear, shaking her roughly. She sat up suddenly, quickly hiding the embarrassment of being discovered in Crichton’s quarters by standing up.

“You missed first meal again…not that there is much to eat, except food cubes,” Chiana chattered ( Read more... )

(See Part One for disclaimer and notes)

Part Two

It was deep into the sleep cycle and Moya was quiet, except for the faint sound of hydraulic fluids and the hum of power generator, sounds Aeryn had grown so accustomed to that in their absence, in her time away from Moya, she had trouble sleeping. It was another absence that drew her from bed ( Read more... )

As part of my ongoing project to archive my fiction here on my LJ site, I'm posting a story I finished early this year. It is also posted on the Terra Firma site.

Title: While You Were Gone
Rating: PG-13
Setting/Spoilers: AU set in S4, departing from canon during BHTB. 
Disclaimer: I don't own these wonderful characters, the Jim Henson Co. does. I'm ( Read more... )

I'm posting this link out of order. This is a ficlet I wrote for Farscape Friday's Too Much of a Good Thing challenge.

I've had this evil plot bunny hopping around my head for quite a while. This fictlet is the preface to an enormous fic that I don't have the time or inclination to write right now. Three years ago, and after having read a huge ( Read more... )

Sunday came and went. Laura wanted to go visit her mother in Miami. DK just wanted to get out of town, to go someplace that was not a constant reminder of John Crichton. That was easier said than done, but DK managed by wearing his mp3 player as much as possible and avoiding all radio and television broadcasts. When he tired of that, he pulled ( Read more... )