She ignored his question and took that as a no. "Good. You aren't."

"What?" Darien tried to keep her gaze, but she was just so crafty at averting it.

"I don't want you to leave, Darien." she finally met his deep brown eyes and wrung her hands in her lap.

"Chiana, it's gonna happen sooner or later..."

Her mouth parted slightly, and tears threatened to roll down her cheeks.

"Well, before you do, can you do two things?"

"Sure, what?"

"First, finish the prank on Rygel, and after you do that, I'll give you the second thing to do."

He nodded and held out his hand. "Deal."

Part 4:

Rygel was still warily wandering the corridors. He had thrown his comm into a stray alcove, and ran as far away from it as he could. He could swear that he could still hear voices around him, and he sped up. Not looking in front of him, his sled jerk to an abrupt stop, and he was almost thrown out of it.

"Ryyyyyygel..." a voice called from the middle of the air.

The Hynerian turned slowly to the voice and saw the terrorizing apparition. It had no head.

"NnnnnnnnnYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he turned in the sled and tried to run, but IT was holding onto the edge of the sled. "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! I SWEAR BY MY THRONE I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU ASK IF YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

Darien gripped Rygel's little robe and pulled him to his "head."

"Stop...pestering...this...crew..."

Rygel whimpered and nodded, and Darien shed the quicksilver off his head.

"Well thanks! Now I can go home," He smiled, dropped the little slug on the smooth floor, and limped away in the direction of Chiana.

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"Chi-ana!" Darien called, and he was bowled over by the Nebari, she was laughing musically.

"Whoah! Well, what was the second request?"

She blushed modestly and helped him stand. "Would you, uh, kiss me?"

The charming smile flashed into place. "Sure!"

He reached out and grabbed her around the waist and behind her neck, kissing her full on the lips, making her head reel into stars. As if by fate, D'Argo and Hobbes entered the mess hall, and there was a low rumble in the middle of the room.

D'Argo growled like an angry pit bull, pulling out his Qualta blade and aiming it at Darien's head. Seeing this, Chiana reluctantly let go and tried to reason with the Luxan. Her words were muffled by a high-pitched whine, and an intense burst of blue light-the wormhole. D'Argo lowered the blade, Chiana turned back to Darien, John ran to the entrance of the mess and screamed 'wormhole,' and Hobbes gladly stepped in front of it, getting sucked through it.

Not wanting to just say goodbye, Chiana grabbed Darien's cheeks, and kissed him with as much fire as he had her. She released him, and he walked backwards into the blue light, vanishing.

Before John could even step within a metra of it, the wormhole vanished. He puckered his face up like an angry two-year-old, and stomped his foot.

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Dr. Jacobs was the one who had brought them back. He asked what had happened even while Hobbes slapped the cuffs on his and while Darien confiscated the now-covered wormhole.

Back at the Agency, they had to describe everything they saw and did, everyone trying as hard as they could to believe them.

"You don't believe us? Fine, say somethin in-I dunno, Greek," Hobbs challenged.

Claire smirked. "Sahss ehnoklee ehahn kahpneezo? Eeemeh vrehtaheedhah."

He blinked at her. "What?"

"I knew you two were lying."

"No! Wait! I can prove it!" Darien stopped them from laughing more. "The tattoo."

He removed the watch from it, and it was only one section red.

"Yeah, but how full were you before?" Charlie questioned.

"Almost halfway..."

The three disbelievers were oddly dumbstruck.

"Oooh...That's freaky." Eberts commented.

The end...oops! Wait! I forgot to add this:

Well, back on Moya, John was crying like a baby from missing his ride home, Aeryn was comforting him by cradling him like a little baby, D'Argo was about to rip Chiana's head off, Chiana was hiding in the access tunnels from him, Zhaan was the same, and Rygel was as nice as anything-doing whatever anyone wanted him to...All and all, (minus Rygel's behavior), everything was pretty much normal.

NOW: The end.

Cut! Roll credits! Music!

BTW-Claire's Greek says: "Do you mind if I smoke? I'm British."

"Agent Darien Fawkes, Department of Fish and game. I first came to this Agency on the trail of the killers of my brother, and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, I've remained, attached as a secret agent with medical needs..."