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Colonel Sheppard had responded to the Wraith attack with as much finesse and determination that he handled every mission. Unfortunately, as the Ancients had always feared, the Wraith could overpower them once they got their numbers up. Atlantis simply was not equipped to handle an attack of this caliber. Their last-ditch survival plan was set in

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[followedhimdown]

He was lucky. A Saturday was the one day of the week Stark was not to be found at home or in the office; she had paintball games to get to, laps to run, other ways to amuse herself. As it was, she had just come back home from watching some NASCAR race she knew nothing about with her partner, and was on her way out for a run.

She had never intended to meet John Sheppard face-to-face while in a sports bra and track pants. At least her hair was decent.

"What are you doing here?" she said, staring at him.

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John blinked, taking in her dress. She must be going out for a run... that sounded kind of nice right now - clear his head.

"Nothing's... I need.." He wracked his brain for a suitable answer, but came up with nothing and shrugged.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked instead, gesturing to her track pants. "I'll tell you on the way."

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"Sure. If you think you can keep up." She nodded a little, stepping out of the house and locking the door behind her. It seemed stupid to turn the iPod clipped to her waistband on, so she didn't.

She started away from the house, giving him an odd look. "If I'd known you were coming I would've made time -- I've been out all day --"

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He nodded, unzipping his Atlantis jacket and tying it around his waist.

"Trust me, if I had known.." Shaking his head, he started to jog in time with her, easily keeping pace.

"Everything's gone to hell in a handbasket," he offered after a minute, noting to himself that he really hated that phrase. "They're thinking of shutting the program down."