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john crichton is obsessed with wormholes ([info]frellmedead) wrote in [info]thedoorway,
@ 2013-09-04 19:36:00
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Who: John Crichton and Aeryn Sun and, y'know, D'Argo Sun-Crichton
What: Reunion and assorted awesomeness
Where: Their apartment in Potts Tower
When: About half an hour after her netpost
Rating: IDEK. Proceed with caution?

When John had seen Aeryn pop up on the network, the first thing he'd wanted was to run to wherever she was. Immediately. What he definitely didn't want to do was take time out to shop for a crib or a bassinet or something for baby D to sleep in. That's just what he did, though. He knew it needed to be done and if he did it now, he wouldn't have to leave the apartment again for awhile, which was probably a really good thing.

Rather than taking his time, he grabbed just about the first thing he found and then he was off for Potts Tower just as fast as he could get there. Carrying the box made it a little slower going and it was probably a little more than the 20 microts he'd told Aeryn it would be, but he was hoping she'd forgive him that one.

By the time he reached the apartment, he was sweating and he was out of breath. The A/C was still out, which couldn't possibly be good for her, but he wasn't thinking about that just yet. All he was thinking was that she was here. As soon as he crossed the threshold, John dropped the box he was carrying and rushed toward her. Setting up the crib could wait until he'd at least given her a proper hello.


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