Come Fly With Me by Kixxa (PG-17)

[astrogirl2.livejournal.com]

Fandom: FARSCAPE
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: kixxa
Author Website: kixxafics
Why this must be read:

In this alternate version of season 4 -- I believe it was written when the season was still on the air -- Stark has been captured by an evil priestess who is slowly killing him in order to drain his energy for her own ends. He manages to get a not-very-subtle psychic message to Crichton, which manifests in his dreams, and Crichton organizes himself, D'Argo, and Scorpius into a rescue party to go and find him. On a planet that's positively swarming with Peacekeepers. The result is a story with a little bit of everything: action, angst, humor, plot twists, snark, well-developed original characters, patented Crichtonesque craziness, beautifully layered emotional writing, and an unforgettable scene in which D'Argo, Crichton and Scorpius check into a hotel room together, much to the clerk's bemusement.

An excerpt:

When Crichton stirs himself awake, the worst of the storm is over and the rain has begun to fall without a purpose. He always likes waking to the rain, likes the heavy blanketing comfort of it. Lifting his head from the pillow he sees that Winona has been placed next to him, lying coquettishly on top of the gritty cover. Almost without thinking he takes her in his hand, checks the chakkan oil level and slips her into his holster.

He rolls over and sits up on the lumpy bed. He locates D’Argo easily, his ragged snoring an aural bread crumb trail through an unfamiliar forest. Scorpius is harder to find. A soft smudge of leather in a dark corner, where the hybrid hunkers with the oily complacency of an over-stuffed cockroach. As his eyes grow accustomed to the dark, the hybrid’s white face materialises like a bleached out moon. Somewhere along the line, the universe had belched and left him with this circling satellite, this self-styled companion planet whose alarming proximity keeps pulling him off centre. Winona rests comfortingly against his thigh, and he wonders again why he just doesn’t blow him the hell out of his life. But, ‘miles to go before I sleep and I have promises to keep’. Frell, he hates that damn poem.

Come Fly With Me: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.