Shattered Peace

I don't own Farscape but if I did it would have gone on forever.

“These will be your playground,” Dad had said the first time he held me up to look at the stars after the Peacekeeper Wars, or so he and mom said. He told that to my brother Jack and the twins Talon and Carol Zhaan. But it had not been since my sixteenth birthday a year ago that the stars were our playground. Now because of me, my father, mother, with Pilot and our ship Moya, my family have to run again. Because of me the peace my parents almost died for, and the courageous man that I was named after gave his life to create could be destroyed. Because of me a new enemy to the galaxy has arisen to threaten everyone. Because of me no one is safe anymore. Now it is up to me to save everyone I hold dear, and the trillions that have no idea that I even exist.
Like father, like son, huh?
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“D’argo what are we doing out here?” Jack asked his older brother from the rear of their fathers module. They were just sitting there and D’argo was just starring off into the blue black of space again. “D? Can you hear me? What are we doing?” Jack asked again, laying his hand on the older boys shoulder. Jack sighed and thought to himself “I hate when he gets like this.” “D’argo! Mom and dad are goin be be so pissed at us if we don’t get back soon. You know they will find out about this, especially dad. You know how he is about the module,” Jack said.

That seemed to break D’argo out of his stupor. “I can smell it… it’s right there. Like its waiting for something,” D’argo whispered almost as if he was talking to himself. Jack leaned forward at the statement. “You said you smelled something in Pilots den. What is it D?”

D’argo shook his head and whispered, “Something…powerful…and beautiful. Dangerous.”

Jack leaned back and thought back over the last twenty minutes. He and D’argo were talking to Pilot, plotting a course from the tormented space to the Hynerian home world to check in on Chiana, Dominar Rygel and to see if the Andelogians had made any headway to stop the civil war that had broken out when Rygel returned to take back his throne. Suddenly D’argo had jumped to his feet with the intensity in his eyes that they all had iitedited from their father and mumbled “I smell it…it’s so close.”

He turned and ran from the den yelling, “Pilot have the DRD’S prepare dad’s module. I’m going out for a little spin.” Pilot and Jack looked at each other with confusion and as Jack ran off to follow his brother Pilot talked to D’argo, “D’argo I don’t think that your father or your mother for that matter would approve of you going out in Commander Crichton’s module alone. Especially here in tormented space.”

“Pilot, it’s just a little spin I won’t go that far away. A few hundred metras, you can grab me with the docking web at anytime. Please?” D’argo said as he neared the docking bay. He heard Pilot sigh an knew he had won. Giggling and the strands of the 1812 Overture reached him as he opened the door to the docking bay.

Inside the DRD’S were finishing the preparations on his fathers module. He looked to were the giggling and music was coming from and saw his sister and brother chasing his fathers favorite DRD, 1812, around the work bench. The little red, white, and blue DRD was happily chirping out the song John had taught him in his months of isolation on the dying Leviathan were he first met the traitor Sikozu. He smiled at the two ten year olds as they were playing. “Hey munchkins. I have a job for you two,” he said as he jumped on bottbottom rung of the Farscape module.

The twins stopped chasing the chirping robot and scampered over to their oldest brother. In chorus they began to chant, “Um mum, mum, mum. Your gonna get in trouble! Your gonna get in trouble!” as they started to circle the ladder that D’argo was standing on. D’argo sighed as Jack ran into the bay and blocked the circling twins path. “D’argo,” he said, “what are you doing? You know dad doesn’t want us to touch the module without him here.”

D’argo took another step on the ladder and said, “He won’t know. I’ll be back before he and mom are finished with what ever they are doing. Don’t worry bro.” D’argo flashed the trademark Crichton smile that they had also inherited from their dad. “you you two,” D’argo said pointing at the twins, “I have a job for you and if you complete it I’ll take you to see the bats under Pilots den.”

The twins looked at each other excitedly before looking back at D’argo and saying together, “The bats!? Really D’argo? Really?” D’argo smiled and said, “Really. Now what I want you to do is tell mom and dad that Moya’s sensor node is malfunctioning slightly. Okay?” The twins nodded their heads as the excitement of going to see the bats caused them to shake. They turned and picked ran out of the docking bay to find their parents with 1812 chirping his song in their wake. “Not until they are done with what they are doing!” D’argo yelled as they disappeared down the corridor.



D’argo hopped into the cockpit and began to close the canopy when Jack jumped in behind D’argo and began to strap himself in. D’argo twisted around to look at his brother and said, “What the frell are you doing?” Jack looked at his brother and replied, “I’m going with you stupid. Besides I can’t let you get into trouble all alone now can I?” D’argo sighed as he turned back around and sealed the canopy to the module. He lifted the module off of the deck and throttled it up and out of the docking bay and into space.

Now they were just sitting there, in the middle of space starring at…nothing. “D, man we need to get back. Mom and dad are going to find out they we are here and then they are going to hang us up by our hairy danglers,” Jack said using the term he heard his dad use when he got into trouble with their mom. “Wait Jack, it’s here…I can almost taste it,” D’argo said softly. “What D? What is here I don’t see anything but a lot of vacuum,” Jack said growing angry with his brothers vague almost insane replies. Jack was starting to fear for his brothers sanity. He was the one that people around the galaxy bowed to along with his father and mother. D’argo was the child of the peacemakers, the first born son of two of the group that saved the galaxy from destroying itself in war. Jack wondered if it was finally getting to him.
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At the same time John and Aeryn were coming down from a wonderful mini vacation to one of Moya’s secret alcoves in the bowels of the living ship. One they found that did not allow sound in or out. I was a place that they found total solitude from their beloved children, but every parent needs a little alone time, what better way to spend that time than with each other John always thought. “That was one way to fix the internal compensators honey,” Jack said as he put Wynonah back into her holster with a smirk on his face.

Aeryn smiled at Crichton’s description of the past twenty minutes of recreating with her husband. She decided to tease him a little to make it last just a little longer before getting back to the four mini-Crichtons that made her and John’s life complete. “Oh it could have been a more lasting fix, instead of a very poor temporary one,” Aeryn said as she started to walk away from him. Crichton looked at Aeryn’s back as she slowly walked away. He smiled as he jogged up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. God how he loved how her body molded into his. Like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, made for each other. He nuzzled her neck as he felt her pulse quicken to what it had been just a few minutes before. He kissed and nipped her neck as he growled out, “I think that permanent fix is about to happen my little peacekeeper.”

Aeryn was about to reply as she reached her hand between them and caressed her Crichton where she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist. “Not, fair,” he groaned out and she laughed lightly. But before they could do any more “repairs” they both heard the giggles of the twins along with the restarting stings of the 1812 Overture.

“I guess it will have to wait until later,” Aeryn said with promises in her voice. They peeled away from each other as the two youngest of the Crichton family rounded the corner and in unison yelled “Mommy, Daddy!” as they ran at their parents. Carol Zhaan ran to Aeryn who swept her daughter up into her arms and nuzzled the child neck. John swung Talon up and onto his shoulders for a piggyback ride as he asked the giggling children what was going on. “Hey little man and baby girl. What are you two doing way down here. I thought you were playing up in the docking bay?”

The twins looked at each other and Talon began, “D’argo said that Pilot said that the sesnor module in, um, the,…” Carol Zhaan picked up, “Pilot’s den was fitzing up,” finishing her brothers sentence like she always did. Aeryn glanced at Crichton as she asked, “Why isn’t D’argo or Jack working to fix the sensor node?” while they walked toward Pilot’s den. “Because they are,” Talon started, but Carol Zhaan cut him off knowing that the overly honest Talon would tell to much and cause D’argo to not take them to see the bats under Pilot’s den. She said, “Looking at the bats.” Crighton caught the slight hesitation as his daughter lied. She was going to be the death of her dad he thought. “The bats?” Aeryn asked as they entered into the den also aware of something not quite right with the story. “Pilot?” Crighton asked as he put his youngest son on the front of Pilot’s console, out of the way. “What’s up with Moya’s sensor node?”

Pilot looked at Crichton in confusion and replied, “Nothing is wrong with Moya at all, except…” “Except what Pilot?” Aeryn said as she saw the twins begin to try to inch their way towards the door. Pilot sighed knowing that he would have to here Crichton yell and Aeryn be angry. “Except that Moya is worried about D’argo and Jack,” he said. Aeryn and Crichton both moved closer to Pilot and said at the same time, “What are they doing now? Where are they?”

Pilot looked at the now nervous parents and replied, “They are outside in the commanders module. Sitting three hundred metras away. Still in docking web range as they promised.” Crichton slapped his coms as Aeryn told Pilot to deploy the web to bring their sons back inside. “Boys! What in the frell are you two doing outside Moya, and in my module?!”

Both boys cringed at their fathers tone of voice. It meant real trouble when they were back on board. It wasn’t the anger but the worry and fear that made them cringe. Pilot had told them, after long hours of prodding, about what he their mother and their friends had gone through. All the loss and sacrifices had taken their toll. They heard their mother in the background asking to put them up on a screen when D’argo looked out the canopy and said the words that made every one freeze in confusion and caused sheer terror to grasp Aeryn and John Crichton to their cores. “Here it comes…” D’argo whispered.