For The Love Of…
Author's Notes: This is for chaosian's challenge about Pilot's love life. I had thought
about this type of story before, but couldn't figure out how to do it. I doubt
this is what the challenge really was, but this is what's been on my mind. Written to straight to the board, so all mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If is was, we'd have a
Farscape channel.
They were his charges in a manner of speaking, his children, and Moya their
mother. He watched the others fight, argue, and eventually secrete away to do
what lovers have for millennia.
Those were the times he almost regretted his decision to join with Moya.
Almost
If given the chance again, he would do it again in a
microt in order to travel the stars, to feel the sensations he shared with her.
With his choice, he had forsaken his right to grieve for a family that he
himself would bare with a mate.
He had watched these beings live, laugh and die for another. He had grieved
with them, and has loved with them as well.
Yes, he had forsaken his right to progeny of his own, but watching over
these...his friends...his and Moya's family. He realized he shared something
special that was worth those brief moments of uncertainty. And he would do it
again.
Originally
posted February 10, 2004