CHAPTER TWO: CONTACT
Most of Atlantis was packed in the main gate room as the wormhole to Earth was established. Claps filled the room for a few seconds as they heard the greeting from the SGC on Earth.
“Hello, General Landry. This is Elizabeth Weir speaking from Atlantis.” She greeted him.
“Well its about time!” He told her. “Greetings from Earth. How have you been, Dr Weir. I take it this means you finally defeated the Wraith?” He asked.
“Indeed we have, General. What are left of the Wraith we count among our allies having fully disabled their ability to feed on humans. They have no need to come to Earth now and we believe its time to re-establish contact with you.” Elizabeth reported.
“Congratulations. I’ll inform the IOA and the President as well as United Nations of your success and we’ll make plans to bring you home.” Landry informed her.
Elizabeth sent a glance behind her at her husband, Kelac, who was a native of the Pegasus galaxy, and then at Teyla with her son in her arms, and John and Rodney who stood side by side determined to make it through this together. She squared her shoulders and turned to face Landry’s image. “No offense intended, General, but for most of us; this is home. Of course people are eager o visit family, old friends, but not everyone is interested in taking up a permanent residence on Earth once again. You must understand that much has changed in ten years.” Elizabeth said, and John took a breath that he hadn’t realised he’d been holding in.
General Landry looked confused for a moment but his professionalism overtook him. “I understand,” he said, although it was clear he didn’t. “I’ll tell the concerned authorities but as you know this is over my head, I can’t make any promises.” Landry told her. Elizabeth nodded sharply. “You’ll dial us again at 1400 hours?”
“Yes. Dr McKay has a method that you can implement at a later date to make a wormhole at your end, but for now we’ll call you.” She told him. “Talk soon. Over and out.” Elizabeth mined a throat-cutting slash to indicate she wanted Amelia to cut communications.
“That went well,” John said mildly as Landry’s image disappeared and the wormhole disappeared.
“Did it?” Elizabeth said dryly, not so sure herself.
“Well at least he didn’t demand we march straight through the gate right this minute.” John pointed out.
“Yes but he didn’t say we would be able to stay either.” Elizabeth worried. Kelac, a large man with dark hair that was starting to go grey and wide expressive green eyes embraced his wife.
“You feared this outcome, Eliz,” he reminded her in his gruff Tamaean accent, using the nickname he had always used for her. “That is why you did not give them Dr Rodney’s programme for contacting Atlantis. So you wouldn’t have to worry about them coming here and ordering you out.”
“I know. Doesn’t mean they won’t try anyway.” Elizabeth said and everyone shared concerned glances as they thought about their futures.
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Chapter Three