Author's Note: After reading PhiPhi's story, Hidden Obsession,
I was totally pissed. I asked about a sequel and she said I could write it. I
didn't write everything I wanted to though since I think some of it is illegal
in 5 states.
Rated: R for violence and language.
Setting: Season 4
Disclaimers: Not mine. If it was, we'd have a Farscape channel.
Slowly opening his eyes, he tried to pinpoint what had woken him. He then heard the noise again behind him, a moan. Turning over, he sat up and leaned on one elbow while facing Aeryn. His eyes looked upon her as Aeryn's head rolled from side to side. Another quiet moan escaped from her lips. 'That's some nightmare.' He thought. Placing his hand on her should, he noticed her skin was clammy to the touch. Just as he was about to shake her from the private torment, words that sent chills down his spine formed on her lips. "No...Scorpius, don't touch me!" The words were quiet, but he could hear the rage behind them.
Quickly, he shook her awake. "Baby, wake up. You're having a bad dream." He watched as her eyes suddenly opened. It seemed she didn't know where she was for a split second, then her eyes found his in the dim light.
"You okay?" He asked gently.
"Yes...now."
"What was the dream about the dream about?"
He watched as her eyes clouded over, "I can't remember."
'She's lying to me.' He thought as she climbed out of the bed. "I don't feel well." He watched as she went into the refresher and closed the door. John listened as she turned on the shower, but it didn't mask the sounds of her vomiting.
A feeling of cold certainty filled his body as he lay there waiting for Aeryn to return to bed. He knew by her actions and words what had happened to her. He knew as surly he knew his own name. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms and comfort her, because at least now he understood why she had grown distant to his touches and caresses over the past two nights, as they had lain together.
His body shaking, he continued to wait for her to return. He heard as the water shut off. Lying back in the bed, he forced the tremors in his body to still themselves. As the door opened, he can see the slump to her body. He knows it is from the images that had plagued her sleep earlier, that were doing so even now.
Holding out his hand, "Come here. Your tired, you need to get some sleep baby."
"I'll try." Her voice only a whisper. Taking his hand, Aeryn lays beside him. He wants to hold her tightly against him, but he knows that right now it would be unwelcome. He had never told her about what Grayza had done to him and had sworn the others to secrecy. He was in a way glad it took him and Aeryn a while to be together again. For a long time, even the idea of sex or an intimate touch would send shudder of revulsion through him. So he does the only thing he can think of, he gently holds her, softly stroking her hair until he hears her breathing deepen and change.
He lay there; still as death for a couple more arns to be sure she was truly asleep. Slowly he worked his arm out from under her head, he then dressed with the stealth of a ghost in the night.
He walked with a purpose and sureness in his step as he went down the corridor. His rage carefully contained, for the moment, as he neared Scorpius' cell. He heard two voices in the room, watching, he saw Sikozu leave. When he no longer heard her steps, he touched his comm. "Pilot, can you remove the DRDs from my present location?"
"Of course Commander. May I ask why?"
"I want to have a private talk with Scorpius. I'm also turning off my comms. I'll let you know when I'm done." He said with coldness in his voice.
"Very well." Came the ending response.
John watched as the DRD left the cell. "Thank you."
Walking up to the cell, John leaned against the doorframe and waited.
"Is there a reason for this late visit John or are you finally beginning to enjoy my company?" Scorpius asked as he continued to readjust the solution in his cooling rods.
"Are you actually cracking a joke with me? My...how the times have changed."John chuckled without any humor behind the laugh. Scorpius looked up, "What do you want?"
John walked to the table in the center of the room. Looking upon the contents, he saw that Scorpius supply of cooling rods had dwindled during his time on Moya despite his and Sikozu's efforts. John picked up one of the rods. "It seems your supply is running out Scorpy. What...will...you...do...without...them?" He then brought the rod down against the side of the table, shattering the vial.
"Oops! Clumsy me." He said, picking up another rod and proceeded to shatter it as well.
"You fool! What are you doing!?" Scorpius bellowed as he jumped forward.
John quickly brought Winona out from behind his back. "Oh no, no, no Scorpy Sue. You see we're going to have a little chat. Actually, I'll talk, because if you speak right now. I'll take your damn head off before you finish opening your mouth."He pointed at the bed, "Sit!" Scorpius slowly sat on the edge of the bed, closely watching John's movements.
He slowly and methodically continued to break the cooling rods. As each one shattered, he could see Scorpius' body visibly flinch.
After bringing the last one down, he quietly said, "You touched her. It wasn't enough that you invaded my mind, my soul ... you invaded Aeryn. The last thing in this fucking universe I had left." His eyes closed as he said this.
"I have never touched Aeryn."
A pulse blast missed Scorpius' head by half a dench.
"NO!! YOU DON'T GET TO SAY HER NAME! YOU DO NOT GET THAT RIGHT!" Tears streaming down his face as he said this.
John looked at the pulse pistol shaking in his hand, "Stand up...now." He said with a quiet fierceness.
He watched as Scorpius complied with his order. "What are you planning on doing
John? Remember your promise to..." He stopped when he saw the look in John's
eyes, "well you know."
"You negated that promise when you touched her with your contamination." He squeezed the trigger. Scorpius' body flew backward onto the bed.
Walking over to the bed, he knew Scorpius wasn't dead. He didn't want him dead yet. He looked down to where his shot had completely removed Scorpius genitalia. John watched him as Scorpius' eyes slowly opened. Waiting until they focused on him. He pulled out the only other object he had removed from his and Aeryn's room.
Scorpius' eyes widened when as he recognized the knife in John's hand. Kneeling down on the side of the bed, John began cutting the coolant suit from Scorpius' body. Knowing the hybrid could only survive for a short time without it, he moved quickly and efficiently.
"So how does it feel to be fucked and not even get a kiss Grasshopper?" He said as he looked down at the naked body in front of him. "You're fixing to go on a little trip..."
"John! What are you doing?!" He heard behind him.
Turning around quickly, he saw D'Argo and Aeryn standing in the doorway of the cell. Both with their weapons in their hands. He realized that Pilot must have informed them of the pulse blast and they had come running.
"I'm just doing something I should have done a long time ago." He said quietly looking at Aeryn. He saw fear and understanding in her eyes. She slowly nodded her head.
Grabbing Scorpius by the leg, John dragged him out the door to the cell.
"Do you need any help?" D'Argo asked.
"No, this is something I want the sole pleasure of doing." He said.
Slowly they made their way to the maintenance bay and to the pressure hatch. Dumping the limp body on the floor, they stood there for a microt.
"Pilot, open the hatch door and dump this piece of shit out of here." John said.
"With pleasure Commander." Pilot said.
They heard the hiss as the door opened to space, without even a glance back; the three left the maintenance bay.
"Do you want to tell me why you finally did it?" D'Argo asked.
"It was just too high a price to keep him here." He answered as he looked at Aeryn.
D'Argo nodded his head, "You got that frelling right." He patted John on the back then began walking towards his own quarters.
Turning towards Aeryn, John softly caressed her face, "We can talk when you're ready."
Wrapping her arms around him, she softly cried. He didn't ask questions, he only held her, waiting and watching for the time she needed him to listen.
Originally posted February 06, 2003