Ultimate Mission 5/6
Written for a four words challenge: tabelau, hard hat, mustache, sheik, and bonus word: reifies (To treat something abstract as something real).
"We are returning our Lady home."
Radek sighed and moved to a computer bank. "He orders, and we begin the simulations," Radek grumped. It had happened way too much lately. "As computer reifies, we work on preparation for..."
He broke off, blinking as the words sank into his tired mind. Then he breathed an awed curse in Czech. "This is no tableau," he gasped in realisation.
He snapped off the program and whirled to everyone in the labs. "Wait for Rodney's order! We are leaving now!"
~*~
Jeannie came racing into her new quarters. "We're leaving!" she yelled. "Where's Madison?"
"Here," she gasped, running out of the bathroom. "We're taking off?" At her mother's nod, she ran to her trunk and pulled out a child-sized hard hat, getting into a "brace" position.
Chuckling, Kaleb and Jeannie flanked her and stayed in a tight little knot in preparation for departure.
~*~
Rodney sat down at his console --- and froze, blinking. "Okay," he burst out, "when are you going to get rid of that mustache? You look like some demented sheik!"
Kanaan grinned at him. "Teyla prefers it."
Rodney rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here, anyway?"
"We are going home," Kanaan said as he sat down with Teyla and Ronon and took a dozing Torren into his arms. "This is where we should be."
And that made Rodney smile quickly before he turned back to his board and activated his radio. "Radek, all ready?"
"All ready down here!" Radek called.
"Ready, John?" Rodney asked next.
Down in the Chair Room, John leaned back and the chair reclined, activating. "Chair online!"
"Shield up!" Rodney ordered.
And the city shimmered into view in the Pacific as the shield bloomed into existence over it.
"Engines on!" John called and the city trembled as the massive star-drives came to life.
Rodney turned his chair around. "We're ready --- just waiting for your mark."
Woolsey stepped forward. He looked around the room, and then he took a deep breath.
"Colonel," he ordered. "Doctor. Take our Lady home."
With a rumbling roar and a surge of power hitting water and making great waves for miles --- Atlantis rose majestically from its berth in the Pacific until it was once more among the stars.
"We are returning our Lady home."
Radek sighed and moved to a computer bank. "He orders, and we begin the simulations," Radek grumped. It had happened way too much lately. "As computer reifies, we work on preparation for..."
He broke off, blinking as the words sank into his tired mind. Then he breathed an awed curse in Czech. "This is no tableau," he gasped in realisation.
He snapped off the program and whirled to everyone in the labs. "Wait for Rodney's order! We are leaving now!"
~*~
Jeannie came racing into her new quarters. "We're leaving!" she yelled. "Where's Madison?"
"Here," she gasped, running out of the bathroom. "We're taking off?" At her mother's nod, she ran to her trunk and pulled out a child-sized hard hat, getting into a "brace" position.
Chuckling, Kaleb and Jeannie flanked her and stayed in a tight little knot in preparation for departure.
~*~
Rodney sat down at his console --- and froze, blinking. "Okay," he burst out, "when are you going to get rid of that mustache? You look like some demented sheik!"
Kanaan grinned at him. "Teyla prefers it."
Rodney rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here, anyway?"
"We are going home," Kanaan said as he sat down with Teyla and Ronon and took a dozing Torren into his arms. "This is where we should be."
And that made Rodney smile quickly before he turned back to his board and activated his radio. "Radek, all ready?"
"All ready down here!" Radek called.
"Ready, John?" Rodney asked next.
Down in the Chair Room, John leaned back and the chair reclined, activating. "Chair online!"
"Shield up!" Rodney ordered.
And the city shimmered into view in the Pacific as the shield bloomed into existence over it.
"Engines on!" John called and the city trembled as the massive star-drives came to life.
Rodney turned his chair around. "We're ready --- just waiting for your mark."
Woolsey stepped forward. He looked around the room, and then he took a deep breath.
"Colonel," he ordered. "Doctor. Take our Lady home."
With a rumbling roar and a surge of power hitting water and making great waves for miles --- Atlantis rose majestically from its berth in the Pacific until it was once more among the stars.