כן, גם זה באנגלית. לפארסקייפ לא מצאתי תרגום בעברית, וכחלק מההכנות שלי לכנס החלטתי לראות את זה עכשיו, אז מצאתי את עצמי רואה את זה באנגלית. והיות ואני לא מכירה אף מונח בעברית... אז כבר עדיף לכתוב באנגלית, על מקרה :)

בכלמקרה, סדרה טובה. התחלתי לפני בערך שבוע, אני חושבת, ואני כבר כמעט באמצע העונה השניה. בהחלט שווה את זה.

וכמובן, בכיכובם של בן בראודר וקלאודיה בלאק שלנו[: (מיטשל וואלה, SG1, אם למישהו היה ספק.)

השם, אגב, מהשורה האחרונה של ארין בפרק.

Name: In Your Pants.

Writer: Ann.

Fandom: Farscape.

Rating: PG13, maybe slight R. Maybe.

Pairing: John/Aeryn.

Summary: John wants to know exactly what Aeryn meant.

Disclaimer: To whoever owns Farscape. It's certainly not mine.

Timeline: In the end and right after "Out of Their Minds" (2X09).

Genre: Romance.

Others: They cut the episode in the perfect place. Loved it. Buuuut… It just demanded that I'll write it. Really. So there it is ;)

"Well, they say you have to walk a mile in someone's shoes to understand 'em." John turned to look at Aeryn, thoughtful.

Aeryn smiled half a smile, clearly amused. "And I certainly know what you were doing when you were in my shoes, Crichton," She replied, looking straight at him, still amused.

He looked back into her eyes, smiling slightly. "Gimme a break," He murmured. Now this was going to hunt him forever, or at least, until he'll get away from her – something he didn't see coming in the near future.

She laughed quietly. "It's okay. It's okay, you know." she got up, still not taking her eyes off of him. "You were in my shoes… I was in your pants…" She started walking away, and although she didn't look at him anymore, he could see the amused, challenging look in her eyes.

He looked after her as she stepped a couple of steps away. "'Scuse me?"

She stopped and turned back to him, slightly biting her lower lip to stop herself from smiling, but still unable to completely hide the smile or that look. It took him only a second before he got up and passed the few steps between them, trying to grab her arm. She, now smiling, slipped away, forcing him to walk quickly to try to catch her. The hint was clear enough, but he had to know.

So he followed her until they got to her quarters, barely managing to slip in before Aeryn closed the door. Then, as she turned around, he jumped forward, holding her against the wall, his face inches from hers. And there it was, that look again. He could feel control starting to slip away from him.

"Aeryn…"

"What, Crichton?" The smile on her lips just widened, almost forcing him to take action.

But he didn't. He just kept standing there, holding her against the wall and trying desperately not to do what he's been dying to do for over a year now – kiss her.

Aeryn, on the other hand, moved. Before he could realize what's going on, she managed to free one of her arms and quickly to change it, forcing him down to the floor. He immediately pulled her after him, so that she was lying right on top of him, their bodies closer than they've ever been. Then, when one of her hands found her way to his pants, he thought he's dreaming.

"Aeryn, what are you doing?" He asked, his voice a bit hoarse. When she didn't response, her eyes still focused on his, he just smiled back. Then, without even thinking, he lifted his head… and kissed her.

She froze for a moment, surprised. She hadn't expected that from him. And that was more than enough for him to roll her away from him, deciding he'd better get back to his quarters before Aeryn can do anymore damage.

As he turned to leave he noticed Aeryn was already up again, that challenging look still in her eyes. He smiled a little smile back before he left, wishing one day this could actually happen.

'Kay, I hated to do that. But I don't think they're ready for it, not yet.

But God, aren't they just perfect together?