"These stories are dedicated to memory of Benjamin Thomas W. 
and to anyone who has had to deal with the loss of a child."

Part 2

The Marauder
The three of them were taken aboard the Marauder. They had blood taken, were tagged, and had translator microbes inserted. Selton stood in the shadows waiting for these strange Sebaceans to wake. He was deep in thought. These people could not be responsible for the Mordin. Their space station was so fragile it was very difficult to take out their communications without destroying the entire station. Even before they awoke he knew the Captain would call for a full-scale invasion. It will be a slaughter. This world's culture would end within 20 arns. This weighed heavily on his heart. He wished that this world held a super race that would wipe the Peacekeepers out in the blink of an eye. No, another world would be brought under Peacekeeper control. Another race enslaved. Another world lost. No not today. I will do all that is in my power to stop the invasion. I can't stop the Mordin from invading the little world, but there must be some way of helping these fragile beings.

Nul approached him. "They are starting to wake commander."

"Thank-you Lieutenant Nul, nice work! Trank the heavy set one and the female. I'll get to them later."

"I don't need tranks to keep them out, Sir. " He said with a dangerous smile.

"Understand this Lieutenant, as long as they are on this ship you are not to harm them. Do you understand me!" You frelling animal, he thought.

"Yes sir."

"I want you to go through their station and collect its crew in a central location." He slowed his words so that there would be no confusion. "If they resist trank them. I will not have a mindless slaughter on my watch, do you understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Dismissed," Nul walk out of the room like a child whose toys had been taken away from him. The blast door closed behind him.

The silver haired man woke. Selton stayed in the dark. "Rank and regiment." Selton knew that he wasn't a Peacekeeper but procedure was procedure.

Jack woke with a splitting headache. "What! English? You speak English?" He was heavy. Was he on Earth? What happened? He opened his eyes. He was definitely not on Earth. "This ship generates its own gravity." He looked at his captor who stayed in the shadows. "My God, you're not from Earth!"

"Rank and regiment!"

"Colonel Jack Crichton, United States Air Force, 487-99-1273." He looked around the room and found Dallas and Wilson locked in chairs on either side of him. "Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want?"

"Silence! I will ask the questions." They were not Sebacean. Medi tests showed that, but they were frelling close. Amazing, they look just like us. "What are your world's defensive capabilities?" He walked forward into the light.

Ghosts from the past
Ghosts from the past, raising the dead, it all came to a head. As he watched, the man moved forward into the light. He was wearing a black jacket and pants with high boots. His chest area and the upper portion of one arm were red. He was obviously in command. He looked into this man's face. Emotions ran through him like fire. "John!" He closed his eyes when he opened them again. He looked closer but it wasn't his son. "My God you look like my son." This nightmare had become worse. Jack fought the tears filled his eyes. "What's going on!" he asked trying to maintain an even tone. Jack struggled in the restraining device and felt the metal dig into his wrists.

Ulric moved closer, his frustration peaked, "Silence. You don't understand. Whatever you are, whoever you are, does not matter. All you need to know is that if I don't get some answers, your frelling world will be gone!"

"I don't understand." Jack's mind raced as he composed himself.

He moved back into the darkness. He turned, "Okay let's start again. What are your world's defensive capabilities? You are obviously low on the techscale. No higher then atomics I would say. I must have some answers."

With the capabilities of this ship it was obvious that they could wipe out the human race. But he knew that he could not give him any information. "Colonel Jack Crichton, United States Air Force, 487-99-1273"

"Enough!" He moved into the light again. "I don't know how I can get this through to you. We have three divisions of an invasion fleet waiting for evaluation of your race. They are expecting it soon. We have no time. You must have some capabilities to defend yourself, or perhaps execute preemptive strikes against our ship. You must have something I can use!"

The com signal chimed, "Commander Selton this is Nul. We have collected the aliens in one area. They didn't put up much of a fight. There is a problem sir."

What is that?"

"The temperature is rising in here, sir, frelling fast!"

"Keep your men with the aliens, I need you down here with me for a little demonstration for our guests. Out!"

He moved in front of Jack, smiling slightly "I will answer questions for you Colonel Jack Crichton, then you will answer questions for me. We are peacekeepers, a race of mercenaries. In our part of the galaxy we bring forced peace through violence and brutality. Before you brought us here our ship had over two thousand Peacekeepers on board. We are now down to less than three hundred. Still more than enough firepower to take over your world. Now answer my questions." He lost his anger as he described their situation.

Jack cleared his throat. "You said we brought you here. I don't understand. How did you get here?"

"You mean to tell me that you did not intend to bring us here? That makes sense. You obviously don't have the technology." He had suspected as much. It must have been some type of natural phenomenon. "We were pulled though some type of space time door from the far side of this galaxy."

Farscape 1 must have made a stable wormhole, Jack thought. Why would it be over four years later when they arrived here? He thought back to what Wilson said about the solar activity being similar to when John's test flight took place. How do I use this for our advantage? "What is your name?"

Interrogation
The blast door opened and a soldier, which Jack would call a grunt, walked in. "Sir, the temperature is becoming critical, suits will last another hundred microts at best."

"Come here lieutenant, I would like to introduce you to our guests." His mood changed considerably when the lieutenant arrived. "Colonel Jack Crichton of something called the United States Air Force." He turned to Jack and with an emotionless expression.

"This is Lieutenant Argus Nul squadron leader of the Mordin assault team. Let me show you what Peacekeepers are capable of." Nul looked puzzled. But then smiled at the commander and like an animal he approached Jack. Jack knew what would come next. He faced his death with eyes open. Commander Selton moved to the side near the door. Nul pulled out a knife, Jack stared forward. He would give no response to these animals. Suddenly two blasts rang though Jack's ears. Nul fell slowly to the ground two gaping holes in his chest.

"You see Jack, this is what you are up against, the only thing that can stop a Peacekeeper is to kill him."

Jack was stunned, he was drained, and he didn't know how to respond. Selton walked up to Jack and took out what looked like a white dog tag. He ran it across the side of Jack's restraint. The collars locked to his arms and legs released.

He looked up at his captor. "What is your name?" Damn it, he looked like John.

"Commander Ulric Selton, first officer to the Command Carrier Mordin of the third fleet." He stepped back from Jack once his restraints were released. "Now I need some information."

"What about them?" Jack looked at his two unconscious companions.

"Give me the information I seek and I'll release them as well."

"I can't give you what you want. "You're a soldier. You should understand that."

"Yes, yes, I know. Then there is nothing I can do to stop their invasion. Do you have any weapons on this spaceport or in orbit? That I, we, could access?"

"No. I can tell you Earth has no space based weapons."

"Earth is your world's name? Such a strange name for such a beautiful world." He looked away. "I am sorry, Colonel Jack Crichton."

Selton walked over to the table and picked up an instrument. He walked past Jack to Captain Dallas. He injected her with something and she immediately started to wake. He swiped his ident chip and the restraints fell to the ground. He went to Wilson and followed the same procedures. The two awoke filled with questions.

Trust
"You must trust me Colonel Jack Crichton. I have signed my own termination warrant by killing a fellow Peacekeeper."

"Please, it's Jack." He slowly stood from his chair.

The com signal chimed, "Commander Selton," the voice trailed off, "we have to retreat, the heat is near critical. The aliens are secured. We are headed back to the Marauder."

"Quickly! Colonel bring me that trank gun." He was doing something to the door controls.

Dallas moved to the far end of the room. Boy, it's strange to feel gravity again. It will take some getting used to. Jack followed pulling Wilson along. "Now stay here and shut up Ray. Dallas, keep an eye on him. Jack walked back over to the table where the trank gun was. He picked it up and looked at Selton. The thought crossed his mind. "Trust. It has to start here and now!" Selton smiled, knowing what Jack was thinking.

"Quickly, get on that side of the door and wait." Selton had changed the code to the blast doors. The com chimed, but Selton did not respond. He could hear them banging on the door. The poor fools. Their banging slowed. "Okay I'm going to open the door. Stand back."

"I don't understand. What are you going to do?" With that statement the door swung open and the four Peacekeeper solders fell into the room.

"Sebaceans don't deal well with heat. " Without a fight he tranked each of them as they lay on the floor. "Their suits are limited in the amount of cooling time,

"So you left them out there to soften them up." Jack walked up to Selton. "What makes you so different from the rest of your kind?"

"Once I stood by as one of the most beautiful creatures in the galaxy was tortured. I did nothing! I knew we were getting close to her secrets and I didn't warn her. She had trusted me. Then finally she committed suicide to protect her secret. I have found myself in the same situation again and so I am making a stand for you and your world on her behalf."

"Jack, what can we do?" Dallas' voice cracked as she spoke.

"We have to get a message to Earth. Commander Selton, would you give us information on tactical invasion plans of your people?"

"Of course I will, Jack. If you give me locations on the Earth of the least populated areas. I can contact the Mordin, and feed them misinformation. He cracked a small grin. "I find it hard to believe that you have no defensive capabilities."

Dallas moved closer. "The International Space Station is a place of peace! It is for research, not war. It sounds like that concept is too alien for you Peacekeepers."

"Okay Captain, that's enough," Jack moved between Selton and Dallas. "It is not polite to insult the man who saved your life."

Selton did not respond. "Follow me." He walked to the flight deck and pulled up a holographic image of the Earth. "Show me the least populated area of your world."

Jack moved to the projection and pointed "The poles are least populated. The North Pole is a floating ice shelf. The South Pole, Antarctica, is a frozen continent. There is a small research facility there."

"Excellent! Please move to the doorway."

Wilson looked to Jack questioningly. "I don't like this, Jack. How can you trust him?"

"I have to agree with Wilson, Jack. I don't trust him either."

"Then trust me." Jack put his hand out in front of Wilson. "Give it up, Ray!" In Wilson's hand was the gun.

He stared at Jack, then at Dallas "We can't let him contact his ship." He stared at Jack again. He looked down and handed the gun to Jack. "We are all dead."

"Thank you Ray." He turned to Selton. "I would like to let them go and release the rest of the crew.&quot

"It would be more helpful if you could lower the station's temperature."

Dallas jumped in. "I'll take care of that. Ray, you find the crew and release them."

"Here, you'll need this." Selton threw Ray his Ident chip. "Just pass it next to the restraints. That will release them."

Jack smiled at Wilson. "We will meet you at Station Con in ten minutes."

Dallas and Wilson made their way to the hatch. "Ladies first!" Dallas jumped down through the hatch feet first. As she passed out of the ship she became weightless - it was like diving into a swimming pool. It was hot, but she had been in worse. The Peacekeepers must be really sensitive, she thought.

Wilson followed behind her. He more or less fell through the hatch and ended up banging into the airlock hatch. They passed the observation lounge where the entire crew was held. They were a floating mass with each restraint connected to another. Wilson began releasing them and Dallas continued on to Station Con.

Invasion!
Commander Selton adjusted his uniform as he brought up the info from the Chem Studies on the human's blood test. They really are genetically close to Sebaceans. He collected images of the spaceport and he prepared his report.

He moved to the center of the chamber. "Captain Lan, this is Commander Selton. I have gained necessary information on the planet below. I am transmitting the data now."

"Excellent work, Commander." She smiled into the projector. "I am very pleased. We will have our vengeance on these aliens."

"It would appear that these beings called Humans are very similar to Sebaceans in physiology. We had a hard time capturing any onboard this station. They are extremely xenophobic. They fear any contact with off worlders. We had to go through twenty of them to gain this information. They have two large defensive systems set up at the planet's poles that are hidden under the ice. I would recommend that we strike there first with the heavy bomber. This has happened to them before. It would seem that we passed through what they call a wormhole. It is a naturally occurring phenomenon in this region.

"Interesting Commander, can we go back through it?"

"No, it is unstable. It has something to do with the local star's cycle."

"What of their technology, Commander"

"This station has minimal defenses. The Marauder was damaged during our attack by some form of plasma shield that protects the station. I would suspect that their major cities have similar shielding. " He looked at Jack with a little smile. "We are attempting repairs and will return to the Mordin shortly."

"How are the troops, Commander?"

He became somber. "During the taking of the spaceport we lost Nul and Duras."

"I want to see one of these humans, Commander. Bring one with you when you return."

"I'm sorry Captain. As I said it was very difficult to extract the information. None survived."

"How disappointing, Commander."

He looked at Jack again, but his eyes seemed filled with hate. "Don't worry Captain, by tomorrow you will have a whole planet of them under your control." He tried to smile.

She smiled at him, "You see Commander! And you were worried about these aliens. We will have our vengeance and it will be glorious! We launch in two arns. Try to get back before then. Good work, Commander. Mordin out."

Jack exhaled. He had held his breath through the entire communication. Selton looked somber "Nice touch the Plasma Shield thing."

"I had to give her some feeling of your technology level. She will act cautiously and slow her attack."

"Okay lets get to Station Con."

Good Bye

They made their way to ISS Station Con. It was like an oven. Before leaving the Marauder, Commander Selton donned a P suit to help combat the heat in the station. They had no ideas of how they could stop the invasion, but they worked feverishly to contact Earth and warn them of the coming invasion. As they discussed their plans, the other command personnel found the communication with the alien quite humorous. They watched in awe as Wilson, Dallas and Crichton responded to the gibberish that the alien used as a language. Dallas had explained to them the basic concept of the translator microbes.

Wilson quietly floated in front of a collection of monitors. He watched as remains of the huge ship buzzed with activity. "Jack, we have the biggest damn weapon ever conceived!"

They all fell silent. Dallas said, "Don't tell me, Wilson, that the IASA has been stockpiling neutron bombs on board the ISS."

Jack and Selton both chimed in, "Wilson, get to your point!" Ray stood in front of them and pointed to the large monitor above them. On the monitor was Farscape 2 at the end of the IASA block.

Selton gave out a groan. "What are we suppose to do with that little dren."

Jack moved forward and spun in place "Wilson! You son of a bitch, that's it!" Jack laughed out loud.

"That little piece of 'drem', as you call it, just might be able to send your entire fleet back to wherever the hell you came from."

"It's dren, and I don't see how that little ship can fly, never mind transporting what's left of the Mordin anywhere."

"My son used a smaller version of that craft; Farscape 1, to create the worm hole five years ago. All we have to do is open another one right on top of them and they will be pulled through. Ray, is she ready to go?"

Wilson, who was still proud of himself for thinking of the idea, hadn't thought it through. "We will need a pilot and navigator."

"Yes you do. Come on Commander Selton, let's get the system checks started.

Dallas moved from her command console and floated over to Wilson. "When this is all over Wilson, you and I will sit down and discuss station policy. And what the fuck is dren anyway?"

"Yes Captain, we will, but if you will excuse me, I have a lot of work to do." He floated after the other two men.

Wilson opened the IASA block that had been sealed since Jack's arrival to the station. Jack and Selton maneuvered though the small airlock into Farscape 2. This ship was twice the size of Farscape 1 and it could fly four uncomfortably, but would be roomy for two. Jack gave Selton a crash course in the ship's systems. He remembered everything. Wilson set up a flight plan so that, with luck, the wormhole would be produced right over the position that the Mordin held.

Jack climbed into a flight suit, "Do you want to go home, Commander?"

"Please Jack, its Ulric."

"Okay Ulric, do you want to go home?"

"I don't understand Jack."

"I am planning to travel though the wormhole once we have created it. I'm going to find my son."

"I would find it more preferable to having one of your barbaric scientists dissect me."

"That is a good point, and frankly I could use a guide on the other side of the galaxy."

Both men laughed. They knew that this mission was suicide. Jack pulled out a photo of John and he stared at it for awhile. He stuck it to the side of the flight control screen.

Wilson called over the com system, "Jack, I'm worried. I don't think Farscape 2 will be fast enough to get close to the Mordin. I'm afraid she will be detected during her acceleration.

Jack turned to Selton, "Any ideas?"

"Yes, I can remote command the Marauder to follow a projected course in front of Farscape 2."

"So Farscape 2 will remain in its shadow. By the time they detect the second ship it should be too late. Do it!"

"I'll have to get some equipment off my ship to control her remotely."

"What about your crew?"

"Frankly, I would rather they die than be left in the hands of your associates. Besides the Mordin will track the Marauder on final approach, it is standard Peacekeeper procedure. They will scan the approaching vessel. If no one is aboard, it will raise suspicion."

Selton departed Farscape 2 while Jack called Dallas. "Any chance of getting a com signal to Earth?"

"Sorry Jack, we are still about 20 minutes away before we have anything."

"I would like to record a message for someone."

"Jack you are planing to go though the worm hole aren't you." She swallowed hard.

"Yes, yes I am. Captain I need to do this." He held his breath - he knew she could stop him if she wanted to.

"Best of luck to you Jack, as I said before; I was hoping to give you a better welcome than this."

"Thank you Lisa, and thanks for trusting me."

"We aren't out of the woods yet! When you are done with your recording just hit com three to end the recording. I'll make sure they get it regardless of the outcome."

"Hello DK. I am leaving this message because you are the closest thing to family I have left. I have made a tough choice. I have been given a chance to find John using Farscape 2. You know you are like a son to me, DK. I hope you understand." His voice cracked. "I'm sorry. I have to find out what happened to John. Good-bye." He clicked com three, then sent the message to Dallas. He knew she would get it to him. Jack quickly composed himself and continued the pre-flight checks.

Selton returned with a large bag and with what Jack supposed was a remote control for the Marauder. They sealed the hatch. Selton activated the Marauder and it came to life. It swooped past the little ship and began to accelerate towards the Mordin.

"ISS this is Farscape 2 we are ready to disengage from ISS."

"All boards are green. Pumps show vacuums in docking port ISS release in five...four...three... two...one... Release!"

The latches holding Farscape 2 to the docking port released and the ship slowly descended from the station.

"ISS this is Farscape 2 we are ready for main engine on your mark."

"That's an affirmative Farscape 2 in four...three...two...one... Mark!" Farscape 2 shot from under the station toward the atmosphere beneath the Marauder. "Okay boys you are now transferred to IASA com. Kick the Dram out of them!"

Selton responded from Farscape 2. "That's Dren, Captain Dallas..." She started to cry.

"Dallas this is Wilson. I could use some help over here."

Wiping her nose with her sleeve she said, "I'm on my way. Takahashi, you have the con. I'll be in the IASA block if you need me." She moved though the station quickly. As she entered the IASA block she was startled by two ISS personnel locked in Peacekeeper restraints.

"What the hell!" She knew both men. One was Bill Robinson part of her support staff and the other was a member of Jack's NEATTS team. They were unconscious floating randomly though the node.

Wilson called from the IASA operation center "Captain Dallas is that you?"

She floated past the men pushing them slightly out of the way. She entered the IASA control center that had been significantly altered for the Farscape 2 project. "Wow, you guys have been busy in here. I should do full station walks more often. Wilson what the hell is going on? Why do you have those two men tied up?"

"Let's just say that they have affiliation with the IASA and they could have given us trouble."

"You mean they're fucking IASA plants!"

"Please Captain Dallas, we have more pressing business."

Passage
The Marauder swooped up from its position in front of Farscape 2 toward the remains of the Mordin. The transport bays had already been undocked from the hulk and were in station keeping in the Mordin's shadows. As Farscape 2 accelerated it was hard to track the Marauder's progress toward the Mordin. Jack had his hands full as he traced the path that Farscape 1 followed five years ago. As Farscape 2 approached maximum acceleration it started. The Marauder dove into the front of the command section of the Mordin. Selton hoped that the captain was still on board the Mordin. The impact of the Marauder looked like a small flash on the huge ship. "That should keep them busy for a few microts." They watched as above them a blue spire appeared. It started slowly descending from a higher orbit. As it approached, Jack could see the silhouette of the Mordin in its path.

"Damn, she's big! And you say that's only part of her?"

Jack performed the final course change. The spire exploded in to a beautiful blue vortex. The stars around it seemed to dance from the optical distortion of space-time. It engulfed the Mordin's fleet of ships as it descended. Then the huge hulk itself descended into the distortion and was gone. The Peacekeepers' invasion of Earth was over. Selton wished he could have seen the expression on Captain Lan's face as her invasion fleet was pulled back though the worm hole.

Jack yelled into his mic as the last of the Peacekeeper ships fell into the wormhole. "I hope you are getting all this Ray! Okay Commander, hold on to your shorts. We are going in!"

Wilson called with alarm in his voice. "Jack what are you doing! You can't. Jack!"

"Goodbye Ray." He said softly into his head mic then turned his radio off.

Selton turned to Jack. "Are you sure you want to do this, Jack?"

Without looking up from the controls Jack said, "We owe you a lot Commander. The least I can do is give you a ride home."

Of course this human would not understand that they had just destroyed what he called home. He looked back at the little blue world. "Thank You." He was free for the first time in his life.

The small craft disappeared seconds later across the event horizon. The tracking system based in the ISS lost all contact other than the blue distortion. Wilson looked at the data that had come in from the flight of Farscape 2. "Good bye old friend. I hope you find what you're looking for."

The IASA would be very busy soon because the profit potential was enormous. But at what cost? He had made choices in the past that he had always regretted. "No! Not this time!" He turned to Captain Dallas "I need an Earth link."

"We might have one or two but nothing security coded." She scrolled down the damage control screen.

"That's fine" He smiled at her. He found that all the files in the IASA Database from Farscape 1 and 2. He found links to World Net News and CNN, hit the download command and watched as the files transferred to the net. He looked back at Captain Dallas. "Do you have vids from the station."

She knew what he was doing. He would probably spend the rest of his life in prison. "Yes I do, but they are considered classified. I can't release them."

Still smiling at her. "You have to, Captain. If this information is from only one source it is less credible."

She looked at this little fat man floating in front of her. She knew he was right. This was bigger then either of them. "Well I never could imagine myself being a career astronaut." She started tapping at her console. She looked up at him. "Where do you want them sent?"

Pointing through the small window at Earth. "I want them sent to everyone down there." Ray Wilson broke out into laughter. "Now if you'll excuse me Captain I have a letter of resignation to write." He was free for the first time in a long time. He was free.

Contact

He called, but there was no answer. He was close, hearing their songs in the distance. They had less the forty minutes of life support left. It started to get cold in Farscape 2. Through the windows off in the distance was the binary star system that the convoy had stopped near during the attempted escape of Moya. He listened again. No, that one was still free. They could detect the debris field created by the remains of the Mordin. Luckily no one had survived to hamper his search.

"I am sorry Jack, it looks as if you will not find the answers you seek. If he did make it through the wormhole it is possible that one of the transport ships picked him up. It is even possible that he was captured by one of the other Peacekeeper escort ships."

Jack looked out at the strange stars. "Thank you Ulric." Jack was at peace. He felt content for the first time in five years. He wiped the tears from his eyes. He could meet death knowing that he was close to his son.

The Farscape's radar system announced its arrival. Jack watched as the huge dark ship passed in front of the Farscape 2. It reminded him of a whale swimming in the ocean. It was beautiful graceful, majestic. And huge!

Selton turned to Jack "I knew I could find one. Jack this is a Leviathan, a living star ship. Isn't she beautiful?" He sat there and smiled. He was going home.

"Amazing!" The ship came to a stop next to Farscape 2. "She is huge! What's that structure on her a, um a bow?" There was a multi story building hanging loosely to her forward section.

"Ouch! That's a Peacekeeper control collar. It would appear our friend escaped Peacekeeper control by ramming the collar into something. It's obviously nonfunctional.

Shall we introduce ourselves, Jack?"

"How do we board her?" As if the huge ship heard, him a large door on the back of its center dorsal fin opened.

Hope
The next few hours were sensory overload for Jack as he toured the huge Leviathan. He was introduced to her pilot, a huge creature that was linked in a symbiotic relationship with the Leviathan. It appeared that this ship had been sent to search for the Mordin. The Leviathan had smashed its control collar into an asteroid in the area and spaced the Peacekeeper crew once she detected Selton's call. There were no loyalties in captivity. The Leviathan was free. It chose to help these strange little creatures. Ulric dug up appropriate clothing and was starting to create a profile for Jack in case they had to deal with other Peacekeeper units.

Jack and Ulric walked into the pilot's den "Hello Colonel Crichton, how are your accommodations?

"They are excellent, thank you. Have you finished the scans?"

"Yes Colonel, I have. I am sorry but we can not find any trace of Farscape 1. I will say that it is difficult to scan through the Mordin debris field.'

"What about the Peacekeeper logs here on board?

"The Peacekeeper logs on board show no signs of Farscape 1. I am sorry."

"Thank you for trying Pilot." Jack forced a smile at the huge pilot.

Ulric changed the subject. "Pilot, what is the status on the control collar."

"The DRDs are busy reconnecting the dead control collar to the hull."

"I don't understand why are you reconnecting it?" Jack questioned.

"It will be far less suspicious if we look like a standard configuration Leviathan."

"Jack, I am going to try to communicate with Lursa directly."

"What do you mean 'directly'?" The pilot snapped.

Ulric closed his eyes and tried to communicate with the Leviathan. Jack found it humorous that the pilot got quite jealous of Ulric's attempt at communication with Lursa.

Jack let slip a choked laugh. "Sorry!" Pilot slammed all four arms down at once.

"I find nothing humorous about this… this invasion, Colonel Crichton!"

Ulric opened his eyes. "Pilot I cannot speak to Lursa directly, but I can send her impressions and she can place impressions in my mind. It is not true communication as you and she share.

"This is the first I have heard of such a thing!" he raised his head in disapproval.

Ulric looked at Jack then back at Pilot. "Pilot, there are only four beings in the universe that know of this secret you, Lursa, Jack and me. I give you my word that we will die before giving this secret up."

"Thank you, Commander Selton. Lursa trusts you, so I too will trust you." She settled back down behind the console.

"I must ask you Commander Selton, do you hear their songs?"

Ulric thought about his response. Tell the truth, don't lie. "Yes Pilot, I can."

A look of awe came over the pilot's face. "It is said that pilots, after hundreds of cycles, may develop the ability to hear the songs that Leviathans sing. Amazing!"

He did not want to get Jack's hopes up, but he had to tell him the truth. Ulric turned to Jack. "Lursa gave me an impression of another runaway Leviathan called Moya."

"What does it have to do with John?"

"It's hard to explain Jack I'm not sure if I understand it, but it would make sense. Moya had been in the convoy near this area when Farscape 1 theoretically arrived. Moya's last song was heard deep in the uncharted territories. Which is far from Peacekeeper patrols."

"That's good enough for me Ulric!"

"You do realize, Jack, that it does not mean your son is on board that Leviathan."

"Commander Selton, you mean to tell me you have something better to do?" Jack smiled. They left the pilot's den for the command chamber. John, if you are out here, I will find you. Son don't worry you are not alone anymore. His mourning for his son was over. Regardless of the outcome of his search Jack knew he had been given a second chance at life.

Selton stood in the center of command chamber of the Leviathan, Lursa. He seemed to glow with excitement. "I'm home Jack. I have you to thank for it!" He smiled at Jack who stood next to him in standard captain's uniform. "Pilot, have the DRDs finished reattaching the control Collar?"

"Yes Commander Selton, the last DRD has returned inside."

"Okay Pilot, set heading for the uncharted territories."

"Course configured Commander Selton."

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