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Left Behind by SabaceanBabe (PG-13)
FANDOM: FARSCAPE
Pairing: John & Chiana
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sabaceanbabe
Author website: None known.
Why you should read:
Wow, I can't believe this hasn't been recced till now, but I'm ecstatic to be the one to do it. Left Behind was probably one of the first stories I stumbled on after watching most of the season that I found myself. And since the episode Eat Me had been critical in causing me to slowly warm to Jool, I couldn't wait to read this AU version of the ending (especially since it featured my two favorite character-Chiana and John).
sabaceanbabe manages to give this story the feel of an episode -- every time something goes right, trouble soon follows. But John and Chiana roll with the punches and manage to not only help themselves, but the new group that they've been thrown together with. This is still one of my all-time favorite Farscape fanfics and probably the start of my John/Chiana OTP obsession. Go and read, enjoy, and leave feedback.
"Oh, God."
John Crichton watched in shock as the transport pod shot away from the disintegrating Leviathan as if all the hounds of hell were in swift pursuit. "I can't believe they just left me..." He slumped back against the crumbling doorway, not even flinching as a chunk of something heavy fell with a ponderous thud to his left, narrowly missing him.
In fact, pieces of the dying Rohvu were falling all around him. Smoke obscured his view as his eyes traveled randomly from one bright shower of sparks or flame to the next in the burgeoning inferno that had once been a Leviathan's hangar.
The realization came to him that he was going to die here. "You left me." An animal cry tore from his throat.
"Crichton! Is that you?"
"Chi!" The terrified sound of her voice broke through his momentary despair. Chiana? He had just watched her leave on the transport pod!
He whirled around, stepping out into the corridor outside the smoke-filled hangar, and saw her just a few feet away, clutching at one of Rohvu's ribs as if her life depended on it. There was blue blood on her stomach - still wet, from the way her tunic glistened in the weirdly strobing light - and a dark bruise on her jaw. Her eyes were wide black pools.
She took a tentative step toward him, her left hand still maintaining contact with the Leviathan, the right reaching toward Crichton, pointing at the hangar. He didn't see the weapon she had been carrying earlier.
"Did I...Did I just see the transport leave?"
"Yup." He didn't feel particularly eloquent at the moment, so he just left it at that.
"Those fekkiks left us?" Her voice became a little louder. "They frelling left us here to...die?"
Left Behind
Pairing: John & Chiana
Author on LJ:
sabaceanbabeAuthor website: None known.
Why you should read:
Wow, I can't believe this hasn't been recced till now, but I'm ecstatic to be the one to do it. Left Behind was probably one of the first stories I stumbled on after watching most of the season that I found myself. And since the episode Eat Me had been critical in causing me to slowly warm to Jool, I couldn't wait to read this AU version of the ending (especially since it featured my two favorite character-Chiana and John).
sabaceanbabe manages to give this story the feel of an episode -- every time something goes right, trouble soon follows. But John and Chiana roll with the punches and manage to not only help themselves, but the new group that they've been thrown together with. This is still one of my all-time favorite Farscape fanfics and probably the start of my John/Chiana OTP obsession. Go and read, enjoy, and leave feedback."Oh, God."
John Crichton watched in shock as the transport pod shot away from the disintegrating Leviathan as if all the hounds of hell were in swift pursuit. "I can't believe they just left me..." He slumped back against the crumbling doorway, not even flinching as a chunk of something heavy fell with a ponderous thud to his left, narrowly missing him.
In fact, pieces of the dying Rohvu were falling all around him. Smoke obscured his view as his eyes traveled randomly from one bright shower of sparks or flame to the next in the burgeoning inferno that had once been a Leviathan's hangar.
The realization came to him that he was going to die here. "You left me." An animal cry tore from his throat.
"Crichton! Is that you?"
"Chi!" The terrified sound of her voice broke through his momentary despair. Chiana? He had just watched her leave on the transport pod!
He whirled around, stepping out into the corridor outside the smoke-filled hangar, and saw her just a few feet away, clutching at one of Rohvu's ribs as if her life depended on it. There was blue blood on her stomach - still wet, from the way her tunic glistened in the weirdly strobing light - and a dark bruise on her jaw. Her eyes were wide black pools.
She took a tentative step toward him, her left hand still maintaining contact with the Leviathan, the right reaching toward Crichton, pointing at the hangar. He didn't see the weapon she had been carrying earlier.
"Did I...Did I just see the transport leave?"
"Yup." He didn't feel particularly eloquent at the moment, so he just left it at that.
"Those fekkiks left us?" Her voice became a little louder. "They frelling left us here to...die?"
Left Behind