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The door opened before he could ring the doorbell. Jeannie stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind her. That little bitch is going to stick my brother in a nursing home in Nebraska. The SGC has tried all the medical advances available to them. He blinked at her crude language. I hate to disappoint or hurt him and the truth—the truth hurts him the most. Yesterday he cried because he forgot what Teyla looked like. I had to search for hours to find a picture.

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Miracle of all miracles—she was the first out the door when it started throwing off some unknown kind of radiation. Two members of SG3 are already dead, and Radek has been given six months to live. He has tumors in his lungs and stomach.

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John lifted his head and stared at his father in shocked horror. Patrick Sheppard helped him up from the ground. Patrick sighed and patted his face. How about some pancakes? John followed his dad out of his room and into the hall.

He stopped in front of the mirror and stared at his face. Rodney was a nervous wreck. He paced back and forth in his office in the SGC, the results of the Air Force personnel genetic review was strewn across his desk. Where the hell was Sheppard? Still, seventeen years in the past had given him a lot of room for personal advancement. Rodney turned and found Carter bringing a stack of folders into his office. She and Carson have finished the review of active duty Marines. Rodney snatched the report off the top of the stack and opened it.

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He was currently in Afghanistan. Why had John joined the Marines instead of the Air Force? No, John Sheppard just decided to rearrange his whole damn life. Another change, but he could see how it would be beneficial to the mission.

He closed the file and sat back in his chair as he considered the changes that John had made and how they would ripple out in front of them.

His military record was near spotless and full of foolishly heroic behavior. John said nothing as he exited the vehicle and was escorted into Cheyenne Mountain. John had no doubts that Rodney was already a part of the SGC in some form another. He was led into a room were several other Marines were already seated.

They stood when he entered and saluted. John nodded and plucked a legal pad from the stack in the center of the table then picked up a pen. I arrived here yesterday but was confined to barracks.

John wondered if Stackhouse had been military police in the other timeline. His laziness on that front was just one of many faults Sheppard found with his former self. The door opened, and Marshall Sumner entered.

He offered the man his hand. He outranked Sumner by just fourteen days which was amusing. John stared at the open wormhole as the members of SG1 left the Mountain on a mission. He figured Stackhouse and Markham were getting shit faced as Bates had promised them a bottle of the finest booze he could sneak into the SGC. He relaxed and refocused on the stargate. I need to know everything. They took six hours of rest at McMurdo before they were cleared for the trip to the outpost. The trip, however, was uneventful.

He hated not knowing. What if the brain tumor had damaged Rodney for him to return to the past the way John had? He heard McKay before he saw him—calling someone a knuckle dragger. McKay was in the chair. John was so startled that he stumbled a little. The scientist left the chair, and the lights faded around the room. Rodney held out his hand, and John took it immediately. I know what I look like. Radek Zelenka laughed as he skirted around the two military men. Sit in the chair.

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McKay touched a console much like the ones in the outpost and was hit with some sort of light. The size of the complex is currently unknown, and power appears to be limited. It took five minutes to get the rest of the expedition and their supplies through the gate. The wormhole winked out. Anyone else getting it? John walked around the perimeter of the room, above the expedition on the upper deck. One room is preferred. If you have the gene, be careful and touch nothing unless you have no choice.

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Environmental Science has already confirmed that radiation on the planet is twenty-five percent lower than what is normal for Earth. Weir, I was told all the civilians were down for the evening. Weir, is your curiosity more important than the lives of our people? Considering what has already happened—our exploration of this facility will be done by the numbers.

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Sheppard reached out and let his fingers brush the floor—he was rewarded with a little rush of heat. John swallowed hard and took a deep breath. The city had never spoken to him directly before. John woke up to the sound of McKay complaining. It was music to his ears. He rolled his head and opened his eyes. Rodney was sitting up and glaring at Miko Kusanagi. The woman had a cup of coffee in one hand and a bowl in the other.

He hated sleeping in clothes. You got mind-fucked by a piece of Ancient technology yesterday. McKay took the oatmeal. Several people were listening in. Ancient tech as a mental component and the console probably just had some sort of overload. It impacted me because I was touching it and I have the gene. Porter, Zelenka, Kusanagi—haul ass over here and report.

The rest are waiting for reports to come back in so we can start setting up space to work. Rodney paused and looked around. There is a suite of rooms in this tower that seem to be residential quarters. There is a bathroom and all of that. I figured we could share that until we can spread out. Get with Heightmeyer and Commander Grant regarding roommate assignments.

Let people bunk together if they request it and do assignments on the rest. We might not get so lucky the next time. Privacy might as well be a myth at present, and it was grating.

He really needed an office and a locked door so he could get some real answers from McKay. By lunch, John had an office thanks to his admin, an Air Force Lieutenant that Lorne had hand-picked for the job. Sean Taylor was scarily efficient and once he had John ensconced in the office above the gate room—no one got past him without a reason.

The younger man had stationed himself at a desk—taken from where John had no clue—outside of the office and proceeded to given a scary impression of a dragon. Teldy has reported that Weir has tried to leave her group three times since they started and disobeyed a direct order not to touch anything once.

Anne is very patient with civilians. Both towers have been cleared, and I have the rest of the men going in behind the search teams to clean and prep the rooms for occupation. We should be ready to move out just before dinner. Heightmeyer handled the civilian assignments—two or three per room because there were more men than women.

There are a few couples on the expedition so, of course, they asked to bunk together. Everything is settled on that front. Taylor directed the placement of furniture. John typed out a few notes and checked off the items on his list that were done. He believes it to be research labs of some sort. John frowned at him. What kind of man are you, Lorne? He let Lorne take the lead, but he was super excited to see the Jumper Bay again. He walked into one of the docking pods and let his hand trail along the surface of the Jumper.

The test will have all the safety measures we can devise, Major. Taylor is setting up a conference room not far from your office, sir.

Have you had a meal, recently? John grabbed a sandwich, soda and a bag of chips from the make-shift mess. Half way up the stairs to his office, he heard Weir. She was getting huffy with his admin which was irritating all on its own. She turned to face him and the look he got from Sean Taylor spoke of relief and immense frustration.

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There is a tower on the far side of the city that has shown up in my research that would be far more beneficial for the mission. McKay is doing exactly what I asked him to do. Two, all of my people are following my orders and their first mandate on this mission is to protect the civilians—even from themselves. No one has any business, whatsoever, exploring on their own.

This is not a playground but a city built by people far more advanced than we are. We have no idea what sort of security measures are in place—for all you know a non-gene carrier could be killed for trying to activate a device.

They restricted their technology using genetics for a reason, Dr. We tread carefully, we explore slowly and steadily. We minimize risks, and we keep our people alive. Every single report generated out of the Ancient Outpost had a section dedicated to how the technology they found there was largely unstable due to being abandoned for thousands of years.

We currently have nowhere to go if this city becomes unlivable for one reason or another. Who exactly are you interested in sacrificing in your efforts to discover the secrets of Ascension? She flushed and stood. They did listen to me. Do your job, Dr. Weir, and follow instructions. She stalked out of his office without a word and John sighed as Sean left his desk, gently pulled the door shut, and returned to his duties.

John frowned as he stared at the space that Taylor had set up. He stood, sandwich in hand, and walked to the door which he opened. He patted the wall next to his chair. The city pushed back with amusement which stunned John enough that he shoved half of his sandwich in his mouth without even realizing it. The conference room table was different, but he attributed that to Sean and what the younger man considered a proper table. He was seated alone in the room when McKay entered.

Rodney set a coffee mug down on the table, a tablet, and an energy bar. Sean Taylor entered last, and the doors all slid shut. I have non-gene carriers collecting it for the Science Department.

For safety reasons, I also have it under guard. Focusing on Captain Harris, John set aside his empty coffee cup. McKay waved his own.

This has cream and sugar, as the Colonel prefers. McKay cleared for our use. Considering some of the equipment on the walls in the space, I agree with Dr. McKay that it was probably utilized by the Ancients as a medical facility. I currently have no questions or concerns.

Depression is a concern and so is zealotry. The Ancients were a powerful race, and now they enjoy what many would assume to be a god-like existence.

I was very careful to question each military asset regarding this issue and feel that everyone is on the same page, but attitudes can change in a heartbeat on such topics. This is especially true if our situation were to take a dangerous turn. I held non-denominational services in my role as chaplain in my last posting. I just need Dr. McKay to figure out our calendar so I can set things up.

Rodney nodded and frowned. I think it should probably be in the central tower. There is a large room two floors down that might be acceptable. Weir, have you considered the translation schedule for the Ancient database? McKay has the translating program he built with Dr. Jackson which should help with general translation. John honestly hoped so. The fewer people to realize Weir was batshit the better.

Rodney put down his tablet. There is a single, nearly depleted ZPM powering the entire city. Also, it appears the Ancients used hydropower but that system is down. Once we get it up and running—we should be able to use the ocean currents to generate enough power to open up more towers. Kusanagi going through the database searching for planetary data to help Dr. Parrish determine seasons on whatever land mass is near us.

Planetary Sciences are working on a measuring the day, week, month, and year. John cleared his throat and the woman flushed. Tropical storms on earth can produce a lot of lightning. The private bathrooms in the residential tower appear to function the same as the public restrooms we found here in the central tower.

Dials and buttons so no gene required. My focus was combat engineering for my Ph. He can forward me anything he needs to be done or researched. Broadband is up, but the intranet infrastructure will take a bit of time as we marry our tech with the Ancient systems. Currently, only the email server is operational, and the broadband range is limited to the control tower. The Ancient database with the translation program attached is being reviewed for integration.

The gaming server will go up after that followed by the server we created to host music, movies, and TV shows. Beckett is helping the rest of the medical department set up what is essentially a hospital, Dr. We have a lot of people to take care of, and I want to be prepared if there is an accident or illness. He took a step back then guided Rodney to the sofa.

They dropped on it together. What actually happened when the console lit up? I woke up beside you. What have you noticed? When we first arrived—everything felt off and weird, but that feeling went away a few hours after you touched the console. I asked the city, Rodney. What was she talking about? Did you bring something with you from when we were Ascended? What the hell was the Iterum?

Maybe something else traveled with us, with me? How did she tell you what she did? Did it appear on your tablet or on a wall? John tugged him close, and Rodney allowed himself to be tangled up with Sheppard on the couch.

They lay there together for several minutes in silence then John cleared his throat. They were both emotionally fucked up, and their situation was tenuous enough without adding a new element to their already intense relationship. No one appeared to be put out by her privilege on the subject but then I figured none of them wanted to be roommates with her.

There are probably people on the mission that Weir picked because they are unduly fascinated with the Ancients. Though I was surprised that Porter is your second. How I used our friendship to get you on my side? I knew Weir would do whatever you wanted in the end because she wanted to sit on your dick.

I never came close to doing it again. I let Jennifer talk me into the Michael experiment. Then Carson and she both managed to convince me that experimenting on a whole damn hive would be okay. The Wraith killed most of us, and we lost Atlantis. Ronon told us all how stupid and dangerous it was.

And eventually, he paid for that foolish decision we made in a vacuum. Sateda was virtually destroyed while most of the Wraith slept.

We need to figure out how many Wraith hives are active, and we need to have a reason to be searching so we need to go to Athos. Allison is looking at the Ancient database for the history of the city and Miko is searching through the programming for security and failsafe procedures. He looked around then prodded the scientist back into their quarters. I figure we have a week, maybe less. We arrived earlier in this timeline than we did in the first.

I made sure of it—I wanted time to keep her and her people safe it were possible. I mean I was tempted once or twice, but I never went to bed with her. She deserves so much better than that. You know a lot of people thought Torren was yours. If the time comes. Dimensional travel is a real bitch, John. Porter and Taylor were waiting outside the door. John sighed and walked toward his office, his admin just on his left. He could hear Porter reporting to McKay as they walked in a different direction.

John pulled the earwig out of his pocket with a flush. None of them are answering their radios either. They entered the command area, and the few civilians who were on station looked nervous. No one left either until just shortly after 7: John blew out air between his lips. How could he convey that without…he jogged up the stairs. Zelenka, check the city power grid for unexplained power fluctuations. It stands to reason that the Ancients might have as well. I need to report to Rodney so we can set up an alert to monitor these transporters until we can lock down the dangerous parts of the city.

John opened up a channel on the radio. Can you get to it readily? There was an audible huff and several people around John laughed. John was eating a power bar when he caught sight of McKay again.

He passed the LSD to John. He clicked his radio and cleared his throat. He looks desiccated and very old. The remains are essentially mummified. The life sign detector in his hand displayed two signs which meant that either Weir or Heightmeyer was also dead. The deaths were attributed to two different species called—the Wraith and a large insect called an Iratus both of whom were purported to feed on life energy.

I would assume the Wraith is humanoid since the incident report I read mentioned a feeding hand. Sergeant Zhang has a body bag in his kit so he can prepare Dr. Grodin for the return when your situation is secure. It was kind of startling and weird to have people who were so on their game. Beckett had been so focused on the gene research in the first timeline that John had to wonder if the man had ever looked into the historical medical data available in the infirmary.

It was annoying that their single-minded focus in the first timeline had been so damaging. Kate Heightmeyer came around the corner, her gun drawn. She looked like hell—her usually immaculate hair was tangled, and a bruise was spread out over the left side of her face. John and Evan reached her at the same time. Sheppard took her weapon from her shaking hand.

Her mouth trembled, and tears fell. She turned to Lorne. I was just trying to humor her and calm her down. I thought going along with her would settle her.

We were only supposed to look at the room she found down the hall from her quarters. They were obviously on their way to something in this one. John ejected the empty clip, pocketed it, and reloaded the weapon before handing it back to her. John said nothing as he followed the psychologist down the hallway. The wraith was sprawled across the entrance of the room—half in the hall.

Kate had certainly played her advantage to the hilt. Turning her dead-end scenario against the enemy. He stepped over the body of the wraith queen and crossed the room to Elizabeth. Heightmeyer had tried to make her comfortable, but the damage was horrific. Weir has been attacked and appears to have been aged by several decades. Feeding makes the victim old and eventually leads to death. Major Teldy, send teams three and four out here—we need help carrying the bodies and Dr.

McKay, set aside all other projects and clear one of those Jumpers for us to use—we need to scan the entire city for these things. Sheppard offered him a small smile and turned to walk out of the hall. He was impressed with how well the man had held up when it had become known that his woman was one of the missing civilians. I have another team in route to take care of the alien and Dr. She appears to be in stable condition but do what you can to make her comfortable until we can get her back to the infirmary.

Rodney was staring at Elizabeth Weir. He was so fucking furious, he could barely breathe, and it must have shown on his face because Weir had averted her gaze as soon as she saw him. He was only slightly surprised when John delegated the questioning of Weir to Major Teldy. Weir, for the record, we need to take your statement regarding the incident. The woman was a politician, and he figured they were all about to get an excellent demonstration of that.

I requested an exploration of the tower the lab was located in, but Colonel Sheppard refused to discuss it and told me it would be months, if not longer before the search teams cleared enough of the city to allow exploration of the lab.

I felt that was detrimental to both my research and the mission of the expedition. I doubt he has any interest whatsoever in the scientific research that the IOA is expecting to be done out here. I found reference to a transporter system in one of the historical diaries I was reading and found one in the residential tower where my quarters are. It took me a few hours, but I figured out how they work, and I also located the closest transporter to the tower I wanted to explore.

Grodin aware that you planned to leave the safety zone set up to protect the expedition? We entered the lab, and there was an alien in some sort of stasis pod. I was excited to see her, and when I realized she was alive, I opened her stasis pod.

I was so excited that it worked. Rodney was going to throw Carson Beckett in the ocean, once a day for the next year. He exchanged a look with John who appeared to be doing some kind of breathing exercise.

She hit Kate, and we ran from the lab, but she followed. Peter stopped and told us to continue running—that he would distract her. It made him want to space her. He started mentally reviewing active spacegates in Pegasus. She called me an Alteran. I was surprised not to get caught in the crossfire. Heightmeyer took the time to learn how to use a weapon and is actually one of the more gifted marksmen among the civilians.

Teldy sat back in her chair with a huff. Weir and search her for a symbiote, again. Then check for brain tumors or whatever else might make her crazier than a shit house rat. Rodney snorted as Teldy stalked right out of the infirmary muttering under her breath. He looked toward John and found his best friend near laughter.

How long have you had the gene therapy ready? Beckett averted his gaze. I was excited about the research and so was she. Elizabeth made sure I stayed on the mission, and I was grateful for that. I always miss out on these things because I work too much. I want all of your research on the gene therapy evaluated by a committee of your peers. McKay, Harris—make that happen. I want a full study completed on the gene therapy and no more human trials until I say otherwise.

This is not up for debate or discussion. John hesitated in the doorway of the room McKay was using in their quarters. Both bedrooms had full beds which sort of pissed him off. He wondered where all the great furniture was in the first timeline? Stepping into the room, he cleared his throat. John pulled the string of his lounge pants and let them fall to his feet. McKay flipped the covers back, and he slipped into the bed. He sucked in a deep breath as Rodney pulled him close.

Rodney blinked in surprise. He shifted up slightly and hissed in a breath when John used the opportunity to flick his tongue over a nipple. John sucked a little as Rodney rummaged through the small bag he had on the nightstand.

John wished there was a little bit more light in the room and the city responded by casting a soft white light from several sources. McKay was fit—startling so—which had put John off his game from the start. He wanted Rodney healthy but he kind of missed the old McKay. At least that was the same—nearly as long as his own and slightly thicker.

John hissed in a breath as McKay wrapped a slick hand around his cock and slicked him up with the slightly cool lube.

Rodney added a little more lube then tossed the bottle aside. Rodney let out a breathless laugh as he hit the mattress and spread his legs.

I could finger you a bit. He pushed in with one slow stroke—Rodney shuddered and bore down against the penetration. It was perfect—hot, slick. McKay rocked beneath him, but there was nothing urgent about his movements either. They exchanged soft kisses, lost in the physical pleasure. He let himself come immediately, stilling inside Rodney. Rodney hummed as John carefully pulled free of his body. Because if so, I resent you, too. John laughed and dropped down on his back beside his lover.

Moreover, John, six different times yesterday I went to pick up my tablet and the chair room had been highlighted in the city plans. She wants to talk to us, to you. I was able to brush them off. They all three turned at the sound of footsteps, and Miko Kusanagi came around the corner.

Another very strong gene carrier, John thought. His gaze narrowed as he the petite Japanese scientist made her way down the hall. Porter has created night and day shifts for setting up the command deck. I was up there…and something.

On our world, she died when I was ten. You did the right thing—keeping it yourself. He said it was up to the CO. We already know what happened the first time, and I needed a better foundation to stand on. I was dying of a brain tumor, and John helped me activate it. It was called the Iterum. I believe it was active, and it harvested the three of you when you were killed. He stepped into the chair room and the walls lit up.

The three of them followed, and the door slid shut. The chair turned, and light shimmered around it. A woman appeared—a soft glow to her skin spoke more of projected image than Ascended being. Our experiments led to the creation of the Wraith. I am sorry about Dr. I realized too late what Dr. Weir was going to do and without full power, I was unable to prevent them from entering the lab. He was far too busy inventing things to worry about Ascension, but I was fascinated by it.

I thought the spiritual path was a bunch of nonsense, so I took a scientific approach. The experiment was a failure, of course, because I could not follow the spiritual path the others were attempting.

As I lay dying, my mate came to me with a device. He only wanted to save as much of me as he possibly could. It harvested my mind and memories. They ordered the device that held me destroyed—they searched everywhere for me, and Janus had very little time to hide me.

He hid me in there. Days later, he was forced to abandon the city with the others, and I was left in his private lab until you came. Thera smiled brilliantly at Rodney. Miko, Teyla, and Evan. We stayed in the Iterum together until you and John activated it. The changes I made to the Iterum meant I was able to save your souls when you died—the first device he built only harvested the contents of my mind.

He did not believe in the spiritual path either, you see, and thought the notions of a soul and psionic energy to be pure nonsense.

He learned differently, of course, but nothing could be done at that point. My soul had moved on. Thera sat back in the chair, crossed her legs and smirked. No one really expressed a single protest when John decided they should find out if the Wraith were active in the galaxy.

Everyone had seen the body, and they knew what it had done to Peter Grodin. Evan had put on a show of protesting John going through the gate personally, and Sheppard had relented only so far as to allow his XO to accompany him. He asked Rodney to pick out a female scientist to bring in case the natives on the planet they chose preferred to deal with a woman. Rodney, of course, after a few conversations picked Miko.

The sun was midway in the sky as the gate closed behind them. The four of them hesitated at the stargate, taking in their peaceful surroundings. Teyla a few yards from the DHD.

She made a soft, indescribable sound and darted across the clearing. John barely had time to pass his P to McKay before she launched herself at him. He held her trembling body close, and the others moved in, each touching her as if to connect with her. Rodney dug through his pack as soon as they were there and pulled out a scanner.

The implant keeps me from leaving the planet—this is my prison and my punishment for what happened on Sateda. I did not wish your team to get injured accidently due to the unexpected circumstances. What happened on Sateda? I did not think anyone would believe me if I said I had traveled in time so I passed myself off as a Seer.

It only took a handful of predictions to secure my talent. Unfortunately, my father was not the leader of our people and the man that was proved to be a braggart. The tales of my ability spread far and wide. People came every day, some I knew and some I did not. Then a man came from Sateda, and I told him what would happen to his world.

I spared him no details regarding the loss of life or the destruction the Wraith would deliver upon them for their technological advancements. He passed her a chocolate energy bar since they were her favorite and she smiled briefly. I was taken to Sateda, and they used the information from my visions to go to war with the Wraith.

Dozens of hives were destroyed, including the one carrying the Keeper who originally culled Athos, and the entire population woke up. Sateda was culled, and only a handful of us were taken prisoner. Ronon was part of my security detail, but I have no idea where he is. The four of us were made Runners—me, Ronon, Tyre, and Vita.

I was brought here—and I discovered that my people had been wiped out. Culled because of me. Teyla shook her head. I spent years preparing allies for you, for your arrival. There is every reason to believe that Athos was culled to extinction in this universe regardless of your actions.

Time is tricky, stupid thing. Dimensional travel is altogether another mess. Moreover, he knew they could take me by force if he refused the deal. He had no emotional investment in keeping me. I was just fourteen. For appearances sake, he assigned security to the infirmary when they transferred Teyla to the city.

Mercifully, she slept through that part as the surgery to remove the tracker had taken Harris nearly an hour due to how it was embedded in her spine. Elizabeth Weir lodged a complaint from her hospital bed before he even had time to return to his office to start his mission report. John strolled into her room. He frowned at her and closed the door. Weir, let me be blunt, the moment you violated the containment protocol and kidnapped two members of the expedition, you ceased to be a part of us.

You are, for all intents and purposes, a prisoner. I intend to levy murder charges against you with the SGC the moment we make contact. All members of the mission—civilian and military alike signed the expedition charter which explicitly stated that we agreed to be under the jurisdiction of the U. This ensured we had one set of laws and rules for everyone to abide by. The only stipulation is that the IOA insisted that the death penalty not is an option for punishment regarding any crime that takes place during the mission.

A member of the IT department will be here shortly to clean the laptop and ensure that you have not downloaded any classified data as your security clearance has been voided. Your meals will be brought to you. Miko was with Teyla when John returned to the room where she was. Evan was lingering outside of the door. The two women were speaking in hushed tones. There was a pile of clothes on the bed—things he remembered Teyla wearing and preferring in their previous timeline.

He realized then that Teyla must have gotten many of her clothes from Miko and this time Miko had packed a bag just for Teyla. It was going to be a difficult discussion, but it was best to get away out of the as quickly as possible.

She kidnapped Kate Heightmeyer and Peter Grodin—used the transporter system to take them across the city and they found a Wraith Queen in a pod.

My father was far more interested in drinking than he as in being a parent. Rodney came in with a tray at that point, and John pulled the door shut again. So everyone is assuming that precognition is a gift of the Athosians.

You said you made allies for us? Teyla nodded as she chewed. Miko reached forward and opened the can of soda Rodney had brought. The Genii are looking forward to your arrival. I took them off-world and hid them. John scoffed, and Teyla smiled, soft and pleased. Now, the four of you are the only family I have.

Evan dragged a chair up and sat down beside Miko but focused on John. Why did you activate the device? What you and McKay did—the leap of faith you took—saved my life. I was looking forward to meeting them. Teyla frowned, but she focused on Lorne and Miko. The other person with us? She never told us her name, but we had many conversations—she taught us so much about the universe, the ancients, the creation of the Wraith—we spoke for thousands of hours.

Miko and Lorne were staring at her in horror and finally Evan cleared his throat. Then were was an explosion and I remember nothing. He hid her in the Iterum to protect her.

Teyla cupped the soda can with both hands and took a deep breath. I speak of the Ancestral City and how the children will return to claim their birthright. I describe the children as people rooted in their desire for knowledge and the protections of others. There are those who are skeptical, of course, but many embraced the idea of the Children of the Ancestors returning.

I imagine most of the alliance I was creating believes me to be dead because of what happened on Sateda. John stared at her for a long moment in the silence that followed. Teyla took a deep breath. Miko opened up the bag of chips Teyla had been ignoring and shoved one in her mouth.

We need babies with the gene. John sat back and watched them all laugh and tease each other as the bag of chips was passed around. He nudged McKay with his foot and Rodney rolled his eyes and passed him the chips. I read this straight through in one sitting, and thoroughly enjoyed it. I truly enjoy how you bring the different worlds and versions of characters alive. Everything you write is a pure pleasure, and always worth the wait.

I love your SGA OCs to pieces, and every time you write a new story with them in it, I squee high pitched noises that make the cats give me funny looks. You are such an amazing writer. Thank you so, so much for sharing your talent and worlds with us again and again!

I read this story in a single sitting, and now I want to go back and re-read it, and then go re-read all your other fic too! Thank you for this. I loved it on RT and even more here. Love the others that came back with them doing whatever is needed. Even better reading it the second third ummm… right, you get the idea. Also very impressed how fast you got it up after Rough Trade, keep up the fantastic work! Love this universe you created! It was great to read it all at once in one fell swoop.

And the ending was beautiful and sad and hopeful all at once. You do such a good job of writing characters and situations that grab the imagination and make you believe in them. I enjoy the richness of consideration and thought; how much more vibrant and fleshed out my already favorite characters are. I adore this with the strength of a thousand exploding suns. Whenever you get there, the sequel will be lapped up like water in a desert. I loved this in Rough Trade too. Such a great way to address the limitations that some time travel tropes have.

Thank you for posting! Well that was an hour-and-a-half well spent. I enjoyed this immensely, and yay! And Hi to Sean Taylor, nice to see he jumped universes as well. Thank you for writing, for posting, and letting me ramble through it this afternoon.

A very pleasant way to spend a peaceful few hours. I hope it was as satisfying to write as it was to read. A sequel will be much appreciated, just when you have time and inclination.

I was planning on rereading Sentinels of Atlantis and then I saw that you had a brand new story to dive into. Thank you so much. You are fucking awesome! Your sheer talent never ceases to amaze me. Loved it on Rough Trade. Even better getting to read it in one go.

Thank you thank you thank you!! Briljant story as always. I can hardly wait for the sequel…. Their different stories were heartbreaking in some cases, but full of hope. I love you so much. Thanks for more fic. I thought it would be in chapters. Thank you for posting so soon. Thank you for getting this up so fast! Its great to re-read it all together. Excellent character development and world building. I was so pleased to see this story on your main site and it was so enjoyable to be able to read it from the beginning thru to the end.

Another great universe created! By the way, did I say thank you? Your conceptualisation of characters and plot tend to run around in my brain long after I have read them and throw little raves. Thank you again for this, after being all week in ICU with my mother this has help greatly.

The detail you put into your stories is incredible. Thank you for sharing this with us. First of all, this was just as amazing reading it the second time around well hell, who am I kidding, if I count the rereads during RT this has to be the 6th or 7th time around.

I also have to say that I am not sure if I know anyone else that write batshit crazy quite as well as you. I am sure the sequel will be just as awesome whenever you write it. I adore your portrayal of John and Rodney in anything you write. Is it strange that I find insane Elizabeth more interesting than the real version?

I spend most of the story just wanting to hurl her through a space gate or going through a Wraith torture session. Look after yourself and happy writing. Aww, they make a great team.

And leave it to Teyla to lay out the red carpet in Pegasus. The concept of the Iterum is fascinating. I like where you took it, too, and the many chances it afforded Rodney and John to change things. You are endlessly imaginative. I just love it.