Chiana bent over where she sat and struggled for the air as Crichton bent down to her and grasped her shoulder.

"You okay?" He asked with alarm. "Where in the hell have you been? Chiana?"

She nodded, grasping Aeryns shoulders as she helped her stand. She looked to Pilot as her breath began to steady, her lungs accepting the air finaly though it was painful to breath.

"You - you gotta turn Moya around," she looked desperatley to Crichton. "We have to go - go back for Zhaan and Rygel. D'argo, where's D'argo?"

"Wait, wait," Chrichton shook his head as Chiana struggled away from them and ran to the door way, grasping it as her body screamed with pain at her movements. "Chiana, what are you talking about? Go back where?"

"The frelling constellation we passed," she grimanced as she stammered into the hallway and tried to struggle out of Crichtons arms as he grasped her. "The lights, those - those lights took us to something in there. They're on a planet -"

"Look, Chiana, just take it easy okay, there is no planet out there."

"I saw it!" Chiana shouted. "We've got to go back!"

"Chiana just - " Crichton raised his hand to her face, searching her eyes until she stopped struggeling with him. "Just let me show you something, alright?"

She nodded, taking in several deep breaths to try to calm her racing heart as Crichton lead her into the central command with Aeryn. He glanced at Chiana as he pointed out at the constellation mass they edged. Above the great storm and not far from them was a leviathen. Crichton grasped her shoulder as she moved to speak, bringing his finger to his lips.

"Wait a second, okay?" He asked as he searched her eyes again. "Look, you guys weren't here when Aeryn and I woke up and we found that when we tried to scan the mass for any signs of you. There was nothing even remotely resembeling an inhabitable planet out there."

"You thought we were on the other leviathen?" She asked as she gazed out at it with them.

"At first," Aeryn nodded. "Only, that leviathen isn't real. It's Moyas own reflection. Moya was attracted to this place because she thought she was picking up on another levaithen."

"That thing out there," Chiana nodded slightly as she glanced at both of them. "It's been portaling us around. That's how I got here from the planet. The tones, they - somehow the lights are sound and when you have the right sound you can travel through it."

"Chiana," Crichton sighed as he wiped his face.

"Then where are they!" Chiana demanded as she turned away from them. "Where was I, how the frell did I get here if I'm making this up?"

"I didn't say you were making it up," Crichton turned to her slowly. "Maybe you dreamed that part."

"Dreamed it?" She balked at him, her eyes lighting wide as she jerked her head forward and began to laugh.

"Chiana," Crichton blinked. "Since when does sound travel as fast as light?"

"Don't try to rationalize this with me," she narrowed her eyes at him with a slow curve of her head until she nearly had an ear facing the floor. "Maybe there isn't something right about you or this Moya. I could be on the wrong frelling ship."

"Oh," Aeryn blinked as she glanced at Crichton from her shoulder. "Then what would we be Chiana, your imagination?"

"Or something like that," Chiana tilted her head to the other side as she raised it with her lips parting, eyeing them suspiciously. "What are you going to do about finding the others?"

"We've already tried everything we can," Aeryn spoke quietly. "We can't stay here forever Chiana, face it. If we do we should starve."

Chiana turned and dashed away from them into the cooridors. She ran like a wild fire into the nearest docking bay, heading straight for a transport pod. The other two were fast behind her, Aeryn catching up with her first and tackeling her to the ground. Chiana oofed as she planted her palms flat in front of her. She twisted out of Aeryns grasp as she tried to stand with her, sucking in her breath with a horrorfied sensation as Aeryns arm seeped into her stomach as she pulled free, her arm comming out of her back. It was as if she were just a little more consistant than completely transparent. She threw herself to the transport, struggeling to get the door to open as Crichton came up behind her and swung up with his pulse pistol, whacking her across the side of her head.

"Ungh!" Chiana swung away, standing for a moment. She blinked at the floor as it began to blacken around the edges of her sight and then close in.

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Chiana opend her eyes, her head pounding painfully like a hammer as she drew to her knees and stared at the containment cell door.

"There is no planet, Chiana!" Crichton shouted right into her ear. She grasped it, whirling her head to him but he wasn't there.

"You can't leave now," Aeryn spoak to her other side. It was as if she was standing not far away from her shoulder but the cell was empty. "I told you we should starburst the frell out of here."

"You got to give them a chance to come back," Crichton spoke gently. "They couldn't just disapear."

"It's going to rip this ship apart!" Aeryn spoak more heatedly. "Starburst now damnit!"

"Oh my frelling god," Crichton retorted in beat with the pounding that hammered at Chianas tempils as she eased up to the cell door and jimmied its lock. She was out in only a few microts, running towards the docking bays again. "Oh my frelling god, Chiana! Since when is sound as fast as light!"

Chiana came to the transport, sliding the pods door open with a harsh grimmance as Crichton repeated himself over and over in the hammering beat. She hopped into the pilot seat and powered the transport into life, shooting out of the bay and towards the other leviathen. She sighed deeply when his voice and the pounding seemed to fade away, her eyes wild with curiosity and fear as she eased the pod into the dock of the mirror leviathen. It was pitch dark inside except for the deep blue glow of emergency reserve lights.

She stepped out, raising her finger tips to her comm but somewhere along the lines it had fallen off. She looked over the dark patches of black shaded in deep midnight blues, unable to see much of anything as her foot steps echoed. She paused as she saw the bright antennae lights of Drds trafficing around, wondering at first if they were the sparks of light again. She jerked her head up to the sound of foot steps, slipping away into the dark cautiously. D'argo entered the bay and she watched him with a tilt of her head. He stood glaring out blindly with narrowed eyes, his nostrils flared as he held his qualta in its rifel from.

"Who is there," he demanded with a tilt of his head, growling deep within his throat.

"Is - is that realy you?" Chiana asked lightly.

"Chiana?" He asked as he lowered his qualta and tried to find her with his eyes. "I thought I told you to stay out of the areas without power."

She crept up to him, her heart feeling as if it might pound out of her as she dared to plant her gloved hand on his chest. She turned her head into him and held him tightly, closing her eyes at the feel of his warm strength as his hand came to her back and he seemed to growl his smile. His heart beat was solid and steady, all the fears and unknown seeming to melt away as she held on to him.

"What are you doing?" He asked softly. "I told you it isn't safe to wander around."

"We've got to get out of here," she spoak quietly as she looked up into his eyes. "Have I been on board all this time?"

"Yes," he smiled as he gently placed his hand to her cheek. "But I still haven't found a way into either one of the other Moyas."

"The other Moyas?"

"Have you been sleeping?" He let out an amused breath through his nostrils as he gazed affectionatley into her eyes. "There are two Moyas on the starboard side. You and I have been thinking we are stuck in demensions from starburst again because no one else is here, not even Pilot."

"Yeah," Chiana swallowed as she glanced around herself. "Well, I went to one of the other Moyas with a transport pod and it was the same thing."

"What?"

"I - I want you to come with me D'argo. We are on the wrong Moya. Will you do that?"

He nodded as he placed his hand on her shoulder and held it there with a gentle firmness.

"We'll go to both Moyas and see."

"The - the farthest one first," She muttered as she took his hand and pulled him along, hoping she could get him into the transport before she saw this other self of her he had been stranded with. "I've got this feeling - I mean, I think these aren't realy Moya. They're mirrors. I saw Crichton and Aeryn but it wasn't realy them - but they said Moya had come into this because she thought there was a leviathen here. But, it was herself."

"Then we'll just have to find out which one is the real Moya," D'argo stated as he clambored into the pilot seat of the pod. Chiana sat in the seat next to him, sighing with the relief that melted through her as the pod powered back out into space.

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"I just can't believe this," D'argo muttered.

Chiana gaped out at the five Moyas they began to pilot past in row of each other. As far as they moved more Moyas came into thier view. They remained silent as D'argo continued along almost a dozen more. It seemed like some were missing along the line, yet others looked like they were beggining to fade and disapear.

"That must be why we ended up on the planet," Chiana awed as she glanced from them to D'argo. "They're starting to deteriorate."

"Maybe the variation was unstable," D'argo suggested with a nudge of his head to a Moya alive with light in a starburst that was not comming. "It looks like the ones that try to starburst are falling apart."

The last Moya they finaly came to was directly over the constellation mass where what looked like a whirlpool of burning clouds was directly under it.

"She's stuck," Chiana noted with a blink as she leaned forward with the exitement she felt. "Can you get us in?"

"I can try," he grimanced as he brought the pod up high and then dove down towards Moya into a docking bay.

Chiana barely waited for them to land when she had the hatch open. She stepped out into a bright dock. Everything looked fairly normal. She turned at her shoulders to look to D'argo as he stepped out and pressed on his comm.

"Pilot, is anyone else here?"

"D'argo," Pilots voice came back and Chiana twirled around D'argo, laughing as she grasped his forearm. "Chiana, I am very suprised to hear you."

"We're here," D'argo breathed through his flaring nostrils with a seething smile as he walked with Chiana towards central command. "Who else is on board?"

"Crichton and Aeryn. Are you alright? We have been searching for you as well as Zhaan and Rygel. They are still missing."

"Yes we're fine. Have Crichton and Aeryn meet us in the central command."

"They are already there."

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"Yeah we been watching these leviathens explode into nothing when they starburst," Crichton snorted as he wrapped his big arms around the hug Chiana gave him. "And there is a planet."

He turned to the control helm and drew his fingers into it, eyeing the portal screen as the whirl pool like raging fires for clouds came on screen.

"Down there," He nudged his head to it. "I'm not sure about what you were told by that imaginary me, Chiana. Moya did think there was another leviathen here but we've been able to figure out that what ever it is she was attracted to it's down there, through that and that's where we think the others are."

"I checked a few of these miraged Moyas," Aeryn spoak up as she sat down and droped a food cube into her mouth as she looked to them with raised brows. "But I got frelling tired of meeting myself."

"Yeah," Crichton snorted. "These light entities or what ever they are have had a little fun with us too."

"So are we going in?" Chiana asked as she drew closer to the portal to try to catch a glimpse of the dark brown and swirling red planet through the eye. "I - I know where to look. There was a lake with a giant tree, I don't think you could miss it even if this planet was as big as Rygels ego."

"I think it's just a little smaller than mars," Crichton muttered as he looked to her. "The problem with this hole is that it is holding Moya in position and starbursting out may not be such a great idea with the gasses this thing has clouded in it. I'm not so sure once we got down to the planet we could get back out either."

Aeryn flinched, grasping the table as Moya was suddenly consumed by light that sent a thundering bellow through the hull like an explosion. Crichton held tightly to the helm, looking to D'argo and Chiana as they were thrown to their hands and knees.

"And I don't think we have a very long time to try to get to them."

"That is the unstable gasses?" D'argo stated more than asked as he helped Chiana rise with him.

"It's another Moya trying to starburst," Aeryn said as she stuck another food cube into her mouth and chewed on it with her eyes blinking, glancing around herself in frightened irritation.

"Every time they starburst, we get a little jolt of it." Crichton finished as he ran his hand through his hair.

"I can do it," Chiana spoke quietly as she stepped closer to the portal again, gazing out at the planet in wonder of it. "I can get them out..."

"Chiana," D'argo sighed.

"I got out didn't I?" She asked as she looked to him though the fear in her eyes was clear and sparkeling. "I should go... to Zhaan."

"To Zhaan?" Crichton eyed her. "You mean, to one of the Zhaans on the other ships."

"That's exactly what I mean," Chiana stated as she turned to leave. D'argo stopped her, taking her upper arm gently but firmly as he looked into her eyes.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Not likely," Aeryn muttered as she tossed a pulse pistol up into the air and Chiana caught it. Aeryn seemed to smile as she stood. "I'll take you to the third leviathen down. I saw Zhaan there. You have to be careful, some of the ones that look like us aren't very niece."

"Are you sure you want to come?"

"Or stay here and wait for when one of these ships pop and Moya explodes?" Aeryn stated cooly as she walked passed them. "It's frelling nerve racking."
 
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"Maybe you're just thrown into the moment, Chiana." Aeryn spoak softly as they came out of the pod. She looked to Chiana with worry lining the edges of her sharp eyes. "I mean, think about it. You believe that these things have been transporting you every time a ship tries to starburst. When Zhaan linked with you, you were both carried into the same place possibly for the very same reason. What makes you think this Zhaan could link you to the real one and carry her and Rygel back here?"

"Because I know how I'm supposed to get there," Chiana said as she moved passed D'argo towards a cargo bay in the leviathan they had come to. "And if Zhaan could carry me, then she could help me get there and then carry me and Rygel back."

"Are you sure they are even stuck there?" D'argo asked. "Maybe they are already on yet another Moya."

"I don't think so," Chiana muttered more quietly, pausing as she heard something shuffeling in the bay and Aeryn raised her pistol to it. "I don't realy know what to think but when I was there, I felt like that tree was alive. Maybe it was calling Moya, in her own tones or something."

"Sure," D'argo nodded slightly as he came beside her. "But calling Moya intentionaly? Why would it do that? You're suggesting this thing is sentient. How would it know which one is the right Moya?"

"Beats me," she shrugged. "For all we know we could be on the wrong side."

"What," D'argo creased his brows as he followed the sounds of the shuffeling until they stopped behind several crates and unsheathed his qualta. "Of the vortex? Are you now suggesting we starburst into that?"

"What if it's a wormhole?" Chiana asked as she gave him a side glance.

"If it were a wormhole it has completely vomited on itself," Aeryn retorted as she shifted her positon to the same area D'argo was looking. "I cannot see how anything could actualy exist here."

"So maybe the wormhole is stuck in demensions," D'argo sneered a smile. "Then it wouldn't matter which side of it we were on."

Aeryn winced her eyes, shaking her head before she looked to him. "What?"

"No," Chiana shook her head as she glanced between them. "If it was like that then the monster would be trying to destroy this to get it out of the demension it's in right?"

"Look," Aeryn sighed. "The problem isn't what it is or why but how to get the frell out of here with everyone on board. I still think my first suggestion should have been followed, that we starburst away and see if everyone just returns as easily as they dissapeared. We could always starburst back to this same location if it didn't work."

"It would seem more than one of yourself keeps trying." D'argo commented as he shifted his qualta to rifel and aimed it at the crates.

"I'm not the only one," she muttered. "Zhaan too. How would this work exactly if we couldn't be sure if any one of you were the real one? You could still be just the image of D'argo. The farther these mirrored Moyas drift apart it seems like the more solid they get but none of us or Moya are exactly the same, some of them aren't even like us at all. I seriously doubt we have to rejoin with every last one of the Moyas because they seem unable to exist when they get too far away from this - thing."

"She wouldn't have to rejoin with all of the other Moyas," D'argo stated. "Not if we aren't the ones who are stuck."

"Unless it's like quick sand in space," Chiana suggested with a small smile.

"Oh!" Aeryn gasped with exasperation as she slammed her eyes shut. "Just - stop talking to me. There is no way we can get out of this by what, pulling this frelling mass of dren into a right demension because that's what you think it is. Let's just grabb the others and get the frell out of here."

She moved ahead, stepping backwards into the cooridor, her eyes unstraying from the crates the noises had been comming from as D'argo and Chiana followed her. Chiana cut her eyes to her as she raised her pistol to her shoulder.

"Just how bad are the others on this Moya?"

Chiana flinched as the crates came crashing down and someone came leaping over them. It was herself but the Nebaries eyes were crazed, a strange look on her face as she landed crouched in front of them. She stood, leaning back from her shoulders with her legs wide apart, an arm thrown out behind her as she raised a pulse pistol with a tilt of her head and pointed it at Chiana.

"Suprise!" She laughed in a rasping voice and fired.

Chiana ducked, rolling into a tumble down the hall and jerked her head up from her hands and knees. Aeryn fired back and hit the crazed Chiana square in the chest. The Nebari became consumed by veigns of light as they raced over her like growning roots. Her form faded inside of them until the strands swirled together and then vanished.

"You shot me!" Chiana gawked as Aeryn picked her up by her upper arm and urged her down the hall.

"You'll be back," Aeryn narrowed her eyes as Chiana glanced back and fourth in grunts of protest from the hall to D'argo following behind.

"But - but if they're kinkoid why are we going to this Zhaan?"

"Next one could be worse," Aeryn stated as she let her go. "Would you like to search all these ships to find one to your liking?"

Chiana paused, bowing out her arms as she tilted her head at Aeryn, her eyes wild.

"Frell yeah! I'm not going to this Zhaan, no frelling way!"

"Suit yourself," Aeryn grunted as she continued down the hall. "I'll just shoot her first and then we can go find you a niece, safe, passive little Zhaan."

"You're going to shoot Zhaan?"

"Trust me. I owe this one."

"Oh you just want me to change my mind," Chiana smiled as she crept up to her again and tilted her head nearly into Aeryns shoulder. "Is that it?"

"I think the key words were niece and safe being associated to Zhaan." D'argo smirked. "I doubt you would find one even if she were a thousand Delvians."