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Broken Circles Update
Summary: The city was gone, destroyed, leaving behind only the people who'd once stood and fought for their new home.
Pairings: Sheppard/Weir, Ronon/Teyla
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Nothing specific, just general season 2 spoilers...if you've seen Runner you'll know all you have to.
Chapter Two
3 Years After Initial Arrival on Atlantis
“Go,” Elizabeth almost whispered.
He watched her, not wanting to leave. He could feel her skin underneath his palms, and he didn’t want to break the contact between them. He wanted to do so many things at once, hug her, say goodbye, kiss her. It would be so easy just to lean forward and kiss her.
He shook any thought of doing that from his mind, brought back to awareness by the sound of a P-90 going off nearby.
“Take care of everyone…” he found himself saying.
“There’s no time for goodbyes, John.”
Her tone was harsh and he felt it. Here was his last chance to ever show her how he felt, to say goodbye possibly for the last time ever, and she wouldn’t let him. Maybe that made it easier.
“Then I guess I’ll see you around,” he said.
As he stood up and ran back into the battlefield he saw her reach forward out of the corner of his eye. She didn’t want him to leave, yet she hadn’t let him say goodbye. That hurt him. But it wouldn’t matter, in just over five minutes he’d be dead, and the city would be gone. But she would be safe and that’s all that mattered to him.
As he reached the stairs he felt a stray bullet penetrate the skin of his leg. He couldn’t let it stop him though; he had to get through to the control room though. He had to. It was the last thing he’d do and he had to do it.
He reached the top of the stairs, and found Rodney. A few marines were holding back the Wraith from entering the control room, but John could see that they wouldn’t be able to do so for much longer.
“You took your time, what did you do stop off at the store on your way here?” Rodney muttered.
“Sorry, did you want me to get you something?” John typed his code into the computer.
Rodney glared at him for a moment.
“Rodney type the fucking code!” he shouted.
Taken aback for a moment Rodney paused before typing his code into the computer. “There, happy? Now we’re all going to blow up!”
“That’s the idea…” John replied. “Dial the gate.”
Rodney mumbled something under his breath and dialled the gate. A shout from one of the marines alerted him to the fact that the Wraith were closing in. He ran to the line of marines and began firing. To his surprise he quickly heard the familiar clicking sound that he dreaded. Ducking out of the way of fire he started to reload. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Elizabeth standing at the gate, looking up at him.
He looked back down at her. He didn’t know what made him do it but he waved, hoping she’d take it as a sign that she was forgiven. She turned around and entered the gate. John didn’t know what that meant, but it didn’t matter. He turned around to face his fate, only to find himself being grabbed by a Wraith on the arm.
He dropped his P-90, cringing and waiting for the hand that would reach out and suck his life away from him, praying for the four and a half minutes left on the auto-destruct to come faster. Neither came. Instead he found himself being hit by a Wraith stunner, the last thing he saw as he fell unconscious was Rodney falling to the ground, also having been hit by a Wraith stunner.
John woke up with a massive headache, a headache that only got worse when he realised where he was.
“Wraith ship,” he mumbled, rolling onto his side to make it easier on himself.
Rodney was unconscious on the ground next to him and as he sat up he noticed Teyla against the wall, sitting up.
“Yes, it is,” she replied.
“The marines?” John asked, sitting up and rubbing his head.
“I have not seen any of them,” Teyla replied.
“Damnit, we could use them at a time like this,” he paused and looked at Teyla. “You OK?”
“I am fine,” she replied.
Just at that moment Rodney sat up quickly, making a loud noise. He paused, looked around him and groaned.
“Why couldn’t they just leave us there to die?” he said, lying back down on the ground and closing his eyes. “Please tell me I’m dead, please tell me I’m dead, please…”
“Rodney!” John couldn’t take him at that moment.
“I’m not dead,” he sat up.
“No, you’re not, but you might be if you don’t learn the meaning of the word ‘quiet’,” John muttered.
Rodney opened his mouth to say something, but John held up a hand which stopped him. John noticed Teyla had a vaguely amused expression on her face, but she wasn’t laughing at them in the way she usually would.
“So we’re in big trouble,” Rodney said after a few minutes silence.
“That would be a good assumption, thanks Rodney,” John shot back.
“Look there’s no need to be sarcastic, its not my fault we’re in this situation!”
“No…” he paused and lessened his angry tone. “No, it’s not your fault. I’m sorry.”
“You should be,” Rodney replied.
Something suddenly clicked into place in John’s mind and he slapped his jacket pocket. As he found what he remembered putting there he smiled.
“Now what’re you smiling at?” Rodney asked.
John pulled a small block of clay out of his pocket. “C4.”
“What on Earth did you have C4 in your pocket for?”
“I always take a little C4, just in case…it’s something I’ve learnt over the last few years,” John said, standing up and moving towards the door.
Teyla and Rodney were on their feet in a second.
“Ah should we…get back?” Rodney asked.
“That’s probably advisable….go…now!”
The three of them ran to the furthest part of the cell. John hit the button to set the C4 off and the second it was safe they were gone. They weren’t planning on hanging around long enough for the Wraith to notice the explosion and subsequently noticing their absence.
“This way,” John said, signalling to the others to follow him.
Normally he would’ve stuck just with hand signals, but being Rodney he figured words were safer. Plus, if the explosion hadn’t attracted the attention then a quiet command wouldn’t.
“We need a life-sense-detector,” Rodney muttered.
“I knew I shouldn’t have let Lieutenant Ford name anything,” John muttered, more to himself than anyone else.
He saw something in Teyla’s expression flinch at the mention of Ford’s name. Out of all of them she was the one who had been the closest to him when he’d run off. But this was no time to be thinking about emotional things, he flicked his attention back to their current situation.
“Wraith,” Teyla said, seconds before they came into view.
Before the Wraith could even think they were on the ground, as many bullets as it took to kill each embedded in their chests.
“Go,” John said.
The three of them ran as fast as they could. Knowing their only chance of living was to escape the Wraith ship before they were discovered.
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