Title: Just Another Routine Mission
Characters: John, Rodney, Teyla, Ronon
Rating: a couple naughty vocabulary words
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Season 2 (Ronon included)
Siege, Part 2 (life signs detectors can only be used by people with the gene)
Aurora (Wraith vs Ancient systems)
Summary: "Finally, a mission where I don't have to walk for miles to meet unfriendly natives! We just fly in," and Rodney's hands swooped happily through the air, "I check out the Ancient tech, and we fly out."
Notes: Thanks to 0nlymemories
for beta.Picture Prompt
, Part One
, Part Two
, Part ThreeJust Another Routine Mission, Part 4
“Are you insane? There is no way we are just sitting here. For one thing, you have absolutely no basis for your hypothesis. So far, all we know is that the puddlejumper will not activate. We also know that the weapon targeted you. It is a huge, improbably leap of insanity to get from there to concluding that our genes are inactive.”
John winced weakly, “Fine. Well, then what is your explanation?”
“We need to go back there - we need more information.”
Teyla interrupted, “Perhaps there are other ways you can test to see whether or not your gene is active."
Rodney snapped and pointed at her, “Right! Right – the life signs detector.” He wrestled it out of his jacket. “Damn. Nothing. What about you?”
Sheppard reached over and took it, but shook his head after a few seconds.
“Right. We are so screwed. So totally screwed. We can't get home without the gene. We have to fix this. Even if we wait until Atlantis checks in, and supposing they can save us without having other people lose the use of their genes, we still need them to do our jobs! We need to go back there.”
After a long look at McKay, Sheppard nodded and started to get up. His knees buckled, and he collapsed back in the seat, “I think I need a minute here.”
Ronon offered, “I'll go with you.”
McKay hesitated, looking from Ronon to Sheppard. “I need to get back in there. You had better maintain radio contact.”
With an understanding nod, Teyla said, “Do not worry, I shall look after him.” Sheppard winced, but tacitly admitted that he did need a guard.
Getting back into the room was a nerve-wracking business. Each step felt as though it was watched by a dozen malevolent eyes. Ronon was calm and steadying beside Rodney's gasping breaths.
When they finally returned to the control room, Rodney immersed himself in the console displays with hardly a look at the weapon. Ronon, however, eyed the platform balefully before stepping to the door and keeping watch.
Ronon gritted his teeth and started to edge closer to McKay while keeping his eyes on the door.
“Oh, this is bad.”
“Very bad. Very, very, inconceivably bad.”
“But you can fix it.” Ronon said with only the slightest hint of question in his voice.
“I don't think I can. There are so
many things wrong. Hold on,” and then he clicked his radio to call the jumper.
“This is Teyla,” she answers.
“Yeah, is Sheppard on the radio, too?”
“I'm here,” Sheppard said.
“Okay, here's the deal. We are screwed. We are screwed on many different levels. First – this facility was designed to be a prison. A prison for Ancients. That's why it deactivated our genes. In fact, that is the good news. The bad news is that the reason you saw the wraith in the programming is that they have visited this facility recently and have hacked into the system. We have to find a way to sustain the power long enough to find a solution to our problem, while not drawing the attention of the Wraith. Meanwhile, the computer considers us prisoners.”