Title: Looney Tunes
Author: Dalequan
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John looked on in horror. "Either a Star Trek convention is in town or its Halloween or I have lost my mind," he said to himself as several Captain Kirk dressed individuals walked past him. "No it can't be a Star Trek convention cause there is Matala. She can't be here. She's dead." John began to seriously doubt his sanity. He walked towards one of the doors to trying to find an exit outside. The door wouldn't budge. He was confused.
Zhaan worked furiously grinding the herbs as Moya sped towards a nearby inhabited planet. She needed one more ingredient in order to cure Crichton. "John", she whispered worriedly. "Aeryn, D'Argo, can you go and get me some more blankets; he is shivering again. The poison from the dentic he swallowed is spreading."
"Yes we are on it", Aeryn told her as they hurried off.
"Is there anything I can do?" Chiana asked her eagerly.
"Yes, you and Rygel go and find me some more strips of cloth and bring me some fresh water to cool his fever." Zhaan instructed her.
"Zhaan", Pilot's voice said behind her.
"Yes, Pilot", she replied as she continued to grind the herbs together.
"We will arrive at the planet Ne Shin in 15 microts."
"Very good Pilot, tell D'Argo and Aeryn to be ready to leave. They know what to look for."
"Of course," Pilot paused, "Zhaan how is he doing?"
"Not very good Pilot", Zhaan answered as her voice broke. Turning to John she began to replace the packs of ice and wet towels with fresh ones trying to keep his body temperature down.
"Damn", John exclaimed. "It's frelling hot in here". He loosened the buttons to his shirt as yet another James T. Kirk sauntered by with a lecherous look in his eye. John snickered as he watched a woman dressed as Seven of Nine slap the pretender Kirk. That ought to teach him, he thought. Walking over to the refreshment table he was surprised when Aeryn suddenly appeared carrying Rygel on her shoulders. He watched in amusement as Rygel ordered Aeryn to another buffet table several feet away pointing out which foods he wanted as she loaded a tray for him.
John laughed nervously as he recognized several people from a science fiction channel he use to watch back on earth. There was McGyver from one of his favorite television programs. And to his left was standing Punky Brewster. John held his head as it began to throb. I know this is not real he said to himself it's not real he repeated over and over again as he lost consciousness.
Zhaan continued to administer every potion and poultice she knew of, trying to comfort John as the delirium and pain raged inside of him. She prayed that D'Argo, Rygel, and Aeryn would be able to find the zygoti root she needed to complete the formula that would nullify the dentic poison. John's energy was failing him. Soon he would not have the strength to fight the poison and it would reach his brain. Once there it would slowly begin to destroy his neural processes until one by one his body systems failed and John died. Tears began to seep from Zhaan's eyes as she remembered watching a child die from a dentic barbed sting after swallowing it.
"What do you mean you want more for it!" Rygel shouted at the shopkeeper.
"I know what zygoti root is used for," the shopkeeper hissed around his forked tongue. Zygoti root has only one purposssssseeeeeeeeee," he continued. It is the key ingredient needed to nullify a dentics sting when one is swalloweddddddddd," he chuckled.
D'Argo drew his qualta blade as Aeryn drew her rifle, incensed by the greedy shopkeeper. "Either you hand over the zygoti at a fair price or we take it and your life." D'Argo growled eagerly. Following D'Argo's lead Aeryn walked menacingly towards the shopkeeper leveling her pulse rifle on the shopkeepers temple and watched as his gills expanded in fright.
"There is no need for violence friendssssssssss," he hissed. "Your first offer is sufficient," he said handing over several more zygoti than they had originally asked for.
"Nice doing business with you friend," Aeryn hissed back at him mockingly as they left with D'Argo covering their retreat.
John felt something soft and wet against his lips. He slowly opened his eyes smiling, surprised to see Aeryn there with her eyes closed waiting expectantly for him to return her kiss. Shock and disbelief gave way to a rush of emotions. John cupped Aeryn's face and stroked her jawbone with his thumbs willing her to open her eyes. Aeryn slowly opened her eyes and looked at John. He drew in a breath as he saw the love and desire mingled in her gaze as her bottom lip quivered. John leaned forward and softly touched his lips to hers as Aeryn tangled her fingers into his hair and deepened the kiss.
D'argo and Aeryn rushed into Zhaan's chambers out of breath as Rygel calmly came in behind them bumping them out of the way with his chair.
"Here Zhaan," he said self-importantly. "I procured the zygoti....,"
"Rygel shut up," Zhaan interrupted him. Chiana bring me the syringe. D'Argo, hold him down. He has been thrashing about like that for the last several minutes. "Aeryn I want you to crush this zygoti root for several minutes until it is a green creamy paste, I will begin to combine the other ingredients."
They all did as Zhaan instructed. Several minutes passed by and Zhaan took the paste Aeryn offered and drew several drops into the syringe.
"This is perfect Aeryn. Help them hold him down," she told Aeryn. Zhaan watched as D'Argo held down both of John's arms and Aeryn and Chiana each held down a leg. Turning her back on the others she made a small cut in her hand and drained some of the glowing white blood into a small vial. She emptied the contents of the syringe into the vial and stirred them all together before reloading the syringe. Satisfied she turned to face them once more and walked over to the moaning patient.
John raised up on his elbow and watched Aeryn as she slept. She was so beautiful. "I love her so much," he thought aloud. He slowly spread her long hair out in waves on the pillow behind her. Aeryn moaned in her sleep and turned over on her side.
She opened her eyes drowsily and smiled sleepily at John. "Sleep John," she said tiredly.
"That's easier said than done," he chuckled, as he lowered his head to kiss her soft full lips.
Zhaan cleaned John's arm at the site she had chosen to inject him with the antidote. She quickly inserted the syringe into the vein in his arm, injected its contents and withdrew the needle. Carefully she backed away from the others and placed the needle in a sterilization chamber. "Carefully, release him and back away," she instructed the others. "He will become quite violent as the poison is forced from his body."
"How long will it take. I'm hungry," Rygel announced.
"Several arn if we were not too late," Zhaan told them.
"Fine, I'm going to eat. No use in two of us dying." Rygel announced.
"Rygel!"
John continued to hold Aeryn in her sleep stroking her hair. He was afraid. The day had started out so weird. First those Star Trek freaks dressed for Halloween and then the hallucinations of Aeryn carrying Rygel on her shoulders, and oh how can I forget about seeing Punky Brewster. Being here with Aeryn is like a dream come true. I'm just afraid that it is all a dream he thought as his eyes drifted shut and his exhausted mind began to shut down.
Zhaan watched as several tears slipped out of the corners of John's eyes. She was curious about what he could possibly be dreaming about. She was tempted to try to find out through unity but knew that his mind was too weak from the battle he had fought these last several solar days. He was finally beginning to strengthen. The poison was gone and he would live. Zhaan thanked her gods and placed a kiss upon John's brow and left him to rest.
The End.:)
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Disclaimer: Farscape is the property of the Jim Henson Muppet Company, The Nine Network of Australia, Hallmark Entertainment and Scifi.com. This site is for fans by fans and does not mean to infringe on any rights held by these companies.