Disclaimer: Farscape isn't mine, wifey is, because it ain't Alex (hmm, I wonder who it might be *grin*).
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Author's Notes: Big thanks to my friend, AerynQ for listening to my babbling after seeing the season two finale.
Archiving: Please, just ask first.
Classification: John's wife thinks back on their marriage- so probably angst.
Why Didn't I see?
By Erin Cale
When we were first married, I didn't notice the way he spent hours at a time staring at the sky. I didn't notice that he forced himself to smile around me. Now I can't believe that I was so blind. So blind to the fact of his unhappiness.
So I confronted him a couple of days ago, forced him to tell me what was wrong. His story was so... unexpected that my mind is still reeling, even now.
He told me that he wasn't Timothy, that he wasn't the man I had thought. He was John Crichton, an astronaut that disappeared long ago. He told me that he had traveled through a wormhole, only to find his one true love on the other side. He had spent three years there... Then he had found a way home. He said that he didn't want to hurt me, but he would never be happy if he stayed. He had looked at me, his eyes piercing my soul and leaving it bleeding and torn. He wanted my blessing. And I let him go. As I watched him leave, my heart screamed at me to bring him back. Somehow, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
He was my true love and I freed him so he could be with his.
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