My Sweet…Forever My Dear
Author's
Notes:
Just something that popped into my head after watching Cathy1967's video 'Your
Gone'. Unbeta’d, so any mistakes are of
course mine.
Setting: Some time around Bad
Timing.
Disclaimer: Not mine...If it was, we'd have a Farscape Channel.
Putting the last of her clothing on the shelf, Aeryn thought back to what she
had been told on the Command Carrier. "We've
ran the tests...you are correct. The child carries John Crichton's DNA."
She smiled at the doctor's reaction when she asked for the baby to be released
from the stasis. Just as the smile formed on her lips, it fell. She didn't know
when she would get a chance to tell John about the baby being released.
She had just gotten back with him, but now she understood that she should have
waited to ask him if he wanted the baby now...with everything they had gone
through within the last monen. Would he be ready for the idea that in six
monens time there would be a new life on Moya. One that would change everything forever between them.
"Penny for your thoughts...," a voice asked behind her, turning she
laughed to see him standing there in the doorway holding a flower in his hand.
"Where did you get a flower out here? We haven't been to a commerce planet
since..." Her voice trailed off at the memory of her painful capture.
Stepping forward quickly, John kissed her lips. "Hey...I'm sorry...I
didn't mean to bring back a bad memory. I just wanted to give you a gift. To show you that I will always love you."
Tilting her head upward slightly to look into his eyes, she could see the love
shining in them. It seemed as if cycles had been erased from his face as he
looked at her. “I know you didn't. They just come on suddenly at times. I'm
sure that will lessen eventually."
John nodded his head as he smiled at her once more; taking his fingers he
closed her eyes as he spoke, “My sweet...Bring me tonight into your arms...Let
me look at the light and life of worlds in your eyes...Know forever you are in
my heart, my dreams...I surrendered to your powers long and long ago...I live
on within the soul of another...Forever my dear I am in your heart."
"That's beautiful John, where did you learn that?" When she received
no answer, she opened her eyes to see she was standing in the room alone. As
she went to look for him out in the corridor, she realized she was holding the
flower in her hand.
Bringing the flower to her nose, she inhaled its sweet aroma.
At
that moment, John walked into the room. "Hey baby, are you ready?"
He
noticed what she held in her hands and pointed to it and asked, "Where did
you get that from? It looks like a rose," Leaning over he sniffed it.,
"Definitely smells like a rose too, it's beautiful."
"Yes, it is. Where did you say we were going?" She asked as he bent
down beside the bed and lifted up the mattress. Whatever he took from
underneath it quickly went into his pocket.
She tried to recover from her shock as she suddenly knew what had just happened
to her, who had really given her the rose. Turning her back to John, she
quickly wiped away the tears that began to well up in them.
She smiled as John placed his hands on her hips and turned her back towards
him. "Well...since we're going to do it right now, I'll tell you. I'm
taking you on a boat ride my little lady."
"A bo...a boat ride.
Where in the frell did we get a boat from?" Laughing as she said the
words, she could see John trying to keep from laughing himself at the idea of a
boat on a Leviathan.
"This was something I was planning when we were still on Earth...for when
we finally rid ourselves of ol' Leatherface."
Looking down at the rose in her hand, "So you are going to tell me where
you got the flower from?"
"Of course, but can it wait until after we get
back from our boat ride?"
As he nodded his head, she decided then that she would never keep another
secret from him ever again, starting with the baby. She knew that this baby was
already loved by John Crichton, but now she would wait until they had a moment
alone...with no interruptions after she told him. Taking the flower, she put it
into a cup and placed it on the table in the center of the room.
"I'm glad this will give us a few microts alone. It seems we never get a
chance to just be by ourselves," John said as he grabbed her coat.
Taking one last look into the room, it seemed as if the petals of the rose
spread outward as if they were outstretched arms. As she took this one last
look, she knew that everything was going to be fine when she told John about
the baby.
The End
Originally
posted June 05, 2003