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    Originally posted by Everlovin View Post
    I'm finding I'm missing our Round Robin. I'll repost it all if there are any takers on writing the next part.

    I'd do it except I have the last part done.
    I can't promise hun... since it's Summer Vacation for boys, but I'll see if I can at least wrap it up. I think it's been too long to have that poor WIP going. Never realized til I saw somewhere that we had quiet a few WIPs when Yappi was doing it too.

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      I wish I could write for John and Teyla again. I have so many ideas but never the time or confident to do it any more. I use to love writing for them. Not always a relationship story, but a deep friendship that was heading towards a relationship. I read some stories and they are so well descriptive that I can almost feel like I'm ease dropping or actually in the scene. That's what I wish I could do.... maybe one day. I'll take the time and just attempt it. They've been the only couple that I really wrote for. I think I did one Ronon and Jenn one, but that was it. It was short and just for fun.

      With John and Teyla I always felt there was so much you could draw on from the show and didn't really have to feel you were forcing the relationship. I guess that's another reason I was so happy Mallozzi gave us those little snips of what could've been. I wish we had more details, but I guess that could be done through Fanfics.

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        Originally posted by scifan View Post
        I can't promise hun... since it's Summer Vacation for boys, but I'll see if I can at least wrap it up. I think it's been too long to have that poor WIP going. Never realized til I saw somewhere that we had quiet a few WIPs when Yappi was doing it too.
        Let me know if you need me to post all the parts again. It would be awesome to see it finished. I also have a hard copy of one we started back in 08? or so. I'm hoping to someday finish it up. If I ever get the idea for it.

        Originally posted by scifan View Post
        I wish I could write for John and Teyla again. I have so many ideas but never the time or confident to do it any more. I use to love writing for them. Not always a relationship story, but a deep friendship that was heading towards a relationship. I read some stories and they are so well descriptive that I can almost feel like I'm ease dropping or actually in the scene. That's what I wish I could do.... maybe one day. I'll take the time and just attempt it. They've been the only couple that I really wrote for. I think I did one Ronon and Jenn one, but that was it. It was short and just for fun.

        With John and Teyla I always felt there was so much you could draw on from the show and didn't really have to feel you were forcing the relationship. I guess that's another reason I was so happy Mallozzi gave us those little snips of what could've been. I wish we had more details, but I guess that could be done through Fanfics.
        I still write a lot. That is to say, when I have time. Mostly I write Ronon/Jenn. Although I have a few ideas for John/Teyla. I've got them written down and when I have time, I'll write.
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          Originally posted by scifan View Post
          I can't promise hun... since it's Summer Vacation for boys, but I'll see if I can at least wrap it up. I think it's been too long to have that poor WIP going. Never realized til I saw somewhere that we had quiet a few WIPs when Yappi was doing it too.
          Yappi's moved on I think, to Halo, I've moved on as well, in fact I have gone full circle in terms of my fandoms as it is. I started as a fan of CATS by Andrew Lloyd Webber and then moved into Stargate, then to LOTR, then Transformers, and now, back to CATS, though through out each danfom I've had a cat motif

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            I haven't so much as moved on, as I've expanded.

            I still feel most comfortable writing Stargate, but I'm getting ideas for other fandoms now.
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              When I get back from babysitting and doing stuff with dad, I'll respond to post properly, but yes please on the fic. I'll reread and give it a try.

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                Shall do!
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                  By Everlovin

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                  “I really don’t give a damn what you have to say. I have it on the highest authority it is neither Goa’uld nor Ancient technology. This was found among the wreckage found over Nevada, Arizona and California after the Wraith tried to invade Earth.” Mr Parker turned away from the conference call with fellow Trust members around the world. The city below was dark. Pulsing with dark hidden agendas. A perfect place to both blend in and rise above the masses.

                  “I have people tracking her. Find the woman and bring her back to the lab. We must find out the purpose of this technology. Only she can activate what we’ve obtained. No not fail in this, Parker. Your position in the Trust is not all that secure.” Mr Wayne’s clipped voice issued the edict and was suddenly absent.

                  John was having a perfect day. Even if it included shopping. It included shopping with Teyla in San Francisco’s Chinatown. They wandered from shop to shop. Bought various things that caught her eye. Cloth for her people - should they ever get back to Pegasus, lanterns for her quarters on Atlantis, toys for Torren, mock weapons for Ronon. Somehow through it all, John didn’t mind being a pack mule and bank account. Seeing Teyla’s face glowing with happiness was worth anything.

                  It wasn’t until well into the afternoon that John’s instincts kicked in. Someone was following them. John cursed himself roundly. He didn’t know how long they’d been followed; he didn’t know if they were following him or Teyla; he didn’t want Teyla’s day ruined.
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                    By Alexandra 7
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                    His cold, gray eyes remained on the target as he traveled down the winding market streets. Dressed in stone washed jeans, a dark pin-striped shirt, and a charcoal black Armani blazer, Adams had hoped to go unnoticed as he tailed his target. That was until they had wandered into Chinatown. Now he felt like a giraffe let loose in the penguin exhibit. Things were not going according to plan. Adams kept moving, rudely bumping into anyone in his path as he slipped his hand into the silk-lined pocket of his blazer to retrieve his smartphone.

                    “Let’s find out who your escort is, my dear,” he whispered to himself, scanning through the SGC’s dossier on his phone. Finally, he stumbled upon a match. Fear gripped his stomach into a knot as Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard’s profile appeared on screen.

                    “Mr. Parker,” Adams said in a low voice. “We have a problem.”

                    Static crackled in his ear, signaling his ear piece had come to life.

                    “See to it that it’s taken care of, if you value your life,” Parker hissed.


                    ****

                    John’s eyes narrowed with concern as he glanced behind them once more, confirming his suspicions. They were definitely being followed. The man stood out like a sore thumb since they had wandered into Chinatown. He shook his head wondering why they couldn’t have just one day together.

                    “You don’t think Rodney would like it?” Teyla asked curiously as she held up a strange dragon-like sculpture.

                    John turned back to her and couldn’t help but to smile upon seeing her expression. She was so close to him that he could smell the gentle, yet sweet fragrance of the soap she used, still lingering on her skin. He closed his eyes savoring the moment. If only that man hadn’t been following them…

                    John?” Teyla asked quietly, concern etched on her face.

                    “I’m not buying gifts for McKay,” he responded, his attention elsewhere.

                    Teyla watched him for a moment before adding, “Why do you think that man has been following us for the last couple of hours?”

                    John sighed heavily as he looked into her eyes. “I don’t know, but I got an idea.”
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                      By Scifan
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                      John gives Teyla some of the bags he is carrying and she looks at him with confusion in her eyes.

                      “Trust me,” He simply replies, but with a serious expression on his face.

                      He quickly grabs her by her hand and leads her down one of the allies.

                      “Let’s see if we can lose this guy,” John says as they maneuver through the crowd of people.

                      Adams begins his pursuit as soon as he notices they are no longer in his sight. He is furious with himself for losing them. Being threatened by Parker distracted him, but it’s not a good enough excuse. He has to find them… her, before Parker’s other operatives updates him about the situation.

                      John looks back and almost relaxes, thinking he lost their shadow, but as they are about to round the corner onto one of the streets, Adams and John see each other.

                      “Crap!” John yells. “He spotted us?”
                      “Perhaps we should find our vehicle and return…..” she catches herself before she says Atlantis’ name. “…home.”

                      “Sounds like a plan to me… if only I can remember where we parked,” John replies.

                      “I believe it is in this direction,” she says as he point to the direction she thinks the car is.

                      “Adams!” an angry voice buzzes in the pursuer’s ear.

                      “Yes, sir,” Adams replies. He can tell by the tone in Parker’s voice that he now knows of the situation.

                      “Stop your pursuit and head back to headquarters,” Parker says sternly. “You’re position has been compromised and I have other men handling it right now.”

                      “Yes, sir,” Adams says with a soft, but frustrating sigh.

                      As John and Teyla near the area they left the car, the crowd of people around them begins to become denser. It is difficult for them to get through.

                      Teyla starts to feel her hand slip away from John’s, “John!”

                      “Hold on, Teyla. We’re almost out of here.” He tries to hold to her hand tighter, but as he does… her fingertips pull away.

                      He swings around to see her, but in that very brief moment she has already vanish.
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                        By Hope 24
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                        John stood still for a moment, frowning, too stun. Too stun to move, his heart stopping, then to an increasing pounding in his chest. Teyla’s familiar form and face was no where to be seen in the crowd around him. John began to franticly scan the moving crowd of people around him for any sign of Teyla as he fought to keep his fears at bay. John started to back track from their path, from the area that their car was located to where they were previously, searching, uncaring, that he may have been slightly shoving some of the people out of his way as he called out Teyla’s name repeatedly.

                        Something in the near distance drew his attention. It was the color of clothing. It reminded him of the outfit Teyla was wearing today. So he tried to get a better look. John hurriedly tried to make his way through the crowd of people. From his position, what he could see was that the person wasn’t alone. They were being accompanied by two men. The two men formed a wall around the person. The two were on both sides of the person, shielding them. And the men’s clothing may have seemed in tune with their surrounding, looking as if they were regular shoppers, but his instincts told him these weren’t civilians. His heart told him it was Teyla and she was in trouble.
                        So John hastened his pace, moving through the crowds, scaling steps, two or three at a time. He now had visual confirmation by his proximity that the person who was with the two men was indeed Teyla.
                        The men were just entering the near by parking lot and he was on their heel. They hadn’t notice his progress on them yet.

                        John saw a large black SUV making its way toward the two men who had Teyla, her body almost seemed lifeless now, being held up, and carried along by the two men. The SUV stopping, as one of men grabbed one of the doors to open it. That’s when the man saw John and notified the other man who turned toward John’s approaching form. John was now in a full out sprint to the parking lot and the waiting SUV.

                        As John got to the parking lot, the two men and Teyla were in the SUV and the SUV had sped away to navigate the maze of the parking lot, toward the parking lot entrance/exit, the sound of screeching wheels in their wake. Instead of chasing the SUV down, John ran toward the parking lot entrance/exit than the speeding SUV.

                        The driver of the SUV slowed when he was near the exit there were a couple of cars ahead of him waiting to gain entrance into the flow of the moving traffic. As he was about to proceed into the flow of traffic, there was a slight sound to the back of the SUV.

                        It was John. John tried to grab onto the doors of SUV, just as the SUV pulled into traffic. The SUV raced into the moving traffic, gaining speed as John tried to hold onto its frame. One of men in the vehicle did notice John and notify the driver of John’s presence on the outside of the vehicle. The vehicle seemed to pick up greater speed then. The wind played havoc with John’s eyes and hair, his shirt flapping in the wind.

                        The SUV would speed up then slow down, to only speed up again; in a cat and mouse sort of game. Forcing John to adjust his grip and to secure his footing on the SUV’s bumper, during one of these moments, a sudden sharp turn caused John to loose his grip. John fell to the ground, falling to the street in the path of oncoming traffic.

                        ***

                        Teyla’s eyes flutter opened, her eyes trying to adjust to her darker surroundings. She was finding it hard to focus. Her head ached. Except for her body jerking with the movement of the speeding SUV as it drove through the city’s landscape, her body felt almost numb.
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                          By Jeyla4ever
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                          The ride itself was uneventful. Teyla didn't even try to free herself for she knew it was hopeless in her current state. Besides, she had no idea who these people were or what was the purpose of her abduction.

                          She surfaced in the shadows and felt the strains in her hands. Looking around she was suddenly aware of a black shape looming above her. How come everything seemed so blurry, she thought. As her vision cleared, she noticed that she was in fact in a moving vehicle as the dark figure's face formed that of a man staring at her intently.

                          Her thoughts were not coherent at all. But she felt the vehicle come to a full stop. Two strong arms caught her and two grim silver eyes looked down at her. When her thoughts did become coherent, she realized whose arms and eyes they were and noticed that the others around her were knowingly smiling, all except him.

                          "Bates?" Teyla barely whispered.

                          He did not comment.

                          She suddenly thought of John. And she knew that somehow he was not present.

                          "What have you done with John?" Her eyes blazed with a curious cold light.

                          He moved his head close to her face. "I believe he is of no concern at the moment."

                          "Why have you captured me against my will?" She demanded.

                          But he only stared, his eyes unsettling her.

                          He paused and his eyes squinted as he neared her. "Do not haste the inevitable, Ms. Emmagan." His hands tightened around her and he pushed her closer to him. "Where we're going, he will never find you."

                          She tensed, watching his expression, but she couldn't tell what Bates was saying to her anymore. She felt as she'd been stabbed. She wanted to just curl up and make everything go away. Her hands clenched into fists but the rest of her body was completely separated from her mind. She didn't know if she was standing, sitting, or simply laying on Bates arms.

                          Everything in her mind told her that she was in trouble, but her body was simply not responding to any of her wishes and she wasn't even sure what those were anymore. All she knew was that one minute she was having the best day of her life, but she couldn't think anymore. She was too confused and numb. She just wanted to be back in Atlantis, back with her son, back with the man that she...

                          Teyla didn't know what she thought. She was finding it difficult to think at all. She stared back at Bates, but there was nothing in his eyes that could tell her anything. So, she averted her gaze away, and suddenly, she heard murmur voices all around.
                          Voices, many voices.

                          Her head pounded and her heart raced as she stiffened in shock.

                          "Wraith!"

                          ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                          John stared at the bright glow of the flashing lights in front of him.

                          For two hours, he'd been searching frantically for the SUV and nothing. He ended up calling Stargate Command and now he was headed to central headquarters for what most likely would be several meetings that he didn't care to be at right now.

                          Teyla was out there, in harms way, in an unfamiliar territory.

                          Crap, crap, crap! How could this be happening? What did they want from her? Was this a random kidnapping or was this something much bigger? Think John. Think.

                          His heart was pounding so hard, it felt ready to jump out of his chest.

                          Find her. That's all that matters.

                          "Colonel Sheppard." A lieutenant brought him out of his thoughts. "We're ready when you are, sir."

                          With clenched fist, John stared back at the shops from afar where only hours ago he was having the best day of his life next to the woman that he...

                          "Let's go."

                          And without looking back, John got inside the helicopter heading back to Stargate Command without Teyla by his side.
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                            By YappiChick

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                            “so men just came and took Teyla?” Woolsey asked, leaning forward in his chair in the conference room at Stargate Command. “You know that her disappearance could compromise the location of Atlantis--”

                            “I don’t care about Atlantis,” John interrupted, his voice cold. “We need to find Teyla.”

                            Sensing Sheppard’s agitation, Woolsey calmed down. “All right, let’s go back with what we do know. You and Teyla were being followed by an unknown subject for at least two hours, right?”
                            “Yes, and we tried to get back to the car when she was taken by two different men.” John felt a wave of guilt pass over him. “The search for the SUV was a bust,” he said sullenly.

                            “Maybe not,” Rodney said, walking in the room with Ronon.

                            The two men turned to look at him.

                            “San Francisco has traffic cams set up throughout the city. We got access to the footage and I finally managed to find what we are looking for,” Rodney explained.

                            “Actually Zelenka--” Ronon started.

                            “It doesn’t matter who found it,” Rodney said, cutting him off. “There was an SUV picked up leaving Chinatown at about the time you said Teyla was taken. We tracked it to here.” He pointed at his tablet. “It’s down by the docks. We couldn’t track their specific location because the traffic cams don’t go that far.”

                            John stood up. “We need to get down there.”

                            Rodney exchanged a glance with Ronon. “There’s something you should know.”

                            “We know who took Teyla,” Ronon said.

                            John looked at Ronon. He couldn‘t wait to get his hands on who took Teyla. “Who?”

                            Rodney tapped his tablet a couple of times to get the grainy image from the traffic cam loaded and held it up for everyone in the room to see.

                            “Bates,” John muttered.

                            “I’m not sure why he would take her,” Rodney replied.

                            “Actually,” Woolsey said awkwardly, “I have an idea. About a month after Atlantis arrived on Earth, Mr. Bates has been AWOL. We believe he has been working with the Trust.”
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                              By Everlovin
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                              A distant noise roused Teyla. “So you’re back with us. Good. We can begin.” Teyla refused to respond in anyway. “Oh, come now, Teyla,” the voice continued. “Your bio signs show you are awake. You waste my time and try my patience with your useless ruse.”

                              “I will not aid you in any way. I will not do anything to betray the people of the Atlantis Expedition, nor those that command them. If you know my name, then you ought to know that much about me.”

                              “That is where you are wrong. I’m afraid you have little choice in the matter. In fact, you are already proving useful.”

                              Teyla looked around the room. It seemed to be a laboratory similar to what Rodney would work in. Somehow the thought didn’t make her feel any better. Worse, on a long table nearby, there were several objects that make her hair stand on end. Wraith technology. “If you think I have any skill in using these things, you are sadly mistaken.”

                              “Again you are wrong. You’ve been injected with a very carefully balanced compound. Already these bits of technology are responding to your presence. And now that you are awake, they will respond as they are meant to. You will have no control over it.”

                              “That is impossible. By it’s very nature, this technology requires directed thought, and I will never do this,” Teyla informed her captor with tightly controlled anger. Despite her claims, one of the monitors started flashing with information at dizzying speeds.

                              Teyla only saw one option. She closed her eyes and attempted to connect with Todd.

                              ~~~~~~~

                              Deep inside the holding cells of Atlantis, Todd became alert. “Guard! I must speak with Col. Sheppard. It’s urgent.”

                              The sergeant clicked his communicator. “Col. Sheppard, you’re needed down in the holding cells. Apparently, Todd has something urgent to tell you.”

                              John lost it. “What could he possibly have to say that is more important than finding Teyla?”

                              The sergeant raised an eyebrow in question to Todd. “It is regarding Teyla that I must speak with him.”
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                                By Alexandria7
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                                “This had better be good,” Colonel John Sheppard muttered through gritted teeth as he reached Todd’s cell. John’s eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared slightly as his gaze fell upon the Wraith they called Todd. “I’m not in the mood for any of your games,” he said coldly.

                                The Colonel’s chilly warning caused everyone, even Rodney to stop dead in their tracks. Sheppard had been distraught the last time Teyla had been kidnapped, but now…distraught didn’t seem to even scratch the surface. It was as if John really loved…Rodney’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the powering up of Ronon’s gun.
                                “Say the word, and we can have a Wraith Barbeque tonight,” Ronon smirked as he pointed his gun at Todd.

                                Todd merely smiled. He had known the team long enough to know that Sheppard would never…

                                “Sounds good to me,” the Colonel retorted. “Better start talking or I’m gonna let Ronon start shooting, and I’m pretty sure, it’s not set to stun.”

                                Todd glanced over to the wide-eyed McKay and came to the same realization that the scientist did only a few moments ago. “It would be foolish to kill me if you want to save the woman you…love.” He smiled.

                                “Start talking, NOW!” Sheppard said dangerously.

                                “Teyla has been reaching out to my mind,” Todd finally hissed as he studied the rage-filled man standing before him.

                                John furrowed his brow for a moment as he carefully considered the Wraith’s words. “Can you see where she’s being held?”

                                Todd paused, closing his eyes as he tried to re-establish the connection with Teyla’s mind. He remained silent for many minutes, putting John even more on edge.

                                “Well, can you sense her or not?” Sheppard asked, irritation filling his voice.

                                “Be patient,” the Wraith merely replied.

                                “Ronon!” the Colonel signaled the warrior to fire.

                                Suddenly, Todd raised his hand into the air. “I can sense her,” he said in a low whisper. “She’s okay…for now, but something appears to be interfering with our…connection.”

                                “What’s that supposed to mean?” John asked, glancing back to Rodney in time to see the scientist’s classic ‘don’t ask me shrug’.

                                “The images and sounds are quite distorted. Maybe her mind isn’t as strong as I thought it was,” he remarked nonchalantly resulting in a stern growl from Ronon.

                                John sighed heavily. They were wasting precious time. He should be out there, searching for her, not stuck here. Never in his life did he feel as helpless as he did now. Sheppard clenched his fists angrily. God help them if they so much as touched a single hair on her head. Her beautiful head. He inhaled sharply as he closed his eyes allowing his mind to drift back to her smiling face. He loved that smile. And he loved her eyes, God, her mesmerizing dark eyes, so full of warmth. He could stare into her eyes forever. And then there was her voice. The gentle lilt of her infectious laughter was music to his ears. He loved making her laugh.
                                John found himself smiling as he thought back to her enthusiasm for their shopping adventure mere hours ago. The sweet scent of her perfume flooded his senses as he remembered the softness of her skin when he held her hand. He loved how her hand felt in his. John swallowed hard as he remembered feeling her fingers slip through his and how he’d lost her. He had promised her that she’d be safe with him; she had always been safe with him…until now. Sheppard caressed his fingertips with the pad of his thumb before clenching his hand once more. He couldn’t lose her again. Deep inside his chest, John felt his heart ache. He needed to find her, he needed desperately to take her into his arms, and never let her go. Slowly, John turned his attention back to Todd.

                                ****
                                Teyla struggled to focus as she tried desperately to re-connect with Todd. She squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to block out the events unfolding around her. ‘Why is it so much more difficult this time than before?’ she wondered. She could sense Todd’s mind, if only she could just…

                                “Don’t worry,” a voice said calmly, breaking her reverie. “Disorientation is a side effect of the compound we gave you. We can’t have you using these items just yet, now can we? At least not until you’re ready.

                                Teyla arched her eyebrows over towards the voice as she struggled hopelessly against the restraints. “What do you mean?”

                                “Ah! Excellent!” the man said excitedly, ignoring her question.

                                Much to her horror, she saw a man holding a sphere-shaped piece of Wraith weaponry that had only been rumored to exist. She recognized it from it’s descriptions in folktales told by many races.

                                “This piece is quite impressive,” the man said enthusiastically. “I hypothesize that this is a weapon, I’m right, aren’t I?”

                                Teyla laid there in silence, refusing to answer him.

                                “Tell me what it does.” He said while holding up the spherical, iridescently glowing, flesh-like object.

                                “NEVER!” Teyla replied angrily.

                                “Now now, Teyla, didn’t we already cover the futility of you fighting?” Bates asked as he entered the room.

                                “I’d rather die than help you!”

                                “I figured as much. You always did have a flair for the dramatic,” Bates merely said, his lips twisting into a sickening smile. “You see, I planned for that, in fact, I’m certain I can convince you to be very cooperative.”

                                Teyla watched him curiously, desperately wishing she could slap that expression right off his face.

                                “You can’t imagine how easy it is for me to walk onto Atlantis with a little help from this handy piece,” he said, pointing to the leather Sodan cloaking device on his forearm. “It’s simple, Teyla, cooperate with us, and your son lives. Refuse, and well, you’ll only have yourself to blame for his death.”

                                “You’re lying!” Teyla gasped.

                                “Am I?” Bates asked with a sick smile. “Do you really want to call that bluff?

                                Teyla could feel the rising panic within her as it traveled from her stomach to place a stranglehold on her heart. She couldn’t breathe. Could he really have Torren? It wasn’t possible, was it? She fought back the tears that threatened to spill. Torren was safe, he had to be. The very idea that Bates could possibly have her son locked away in this filthy place sickened her. She began to feel lightheaded as she choked back a sob. Slowly, she closed her eyes and prayed that her friends would burst through the door at any minute now. John would be there to tell her everything was going to be all right. Mere minutes had passed by the time Teyla opened her eyes again, but for her, it seemed like an eternity. Her heart sank when no one came through the door. Tears slipped past her dark lashes and caressed her cheeks in shimmering trails. “I will help you, just please…please do not harm my son,” Teyla said finally, her voice breaking up as she resolved to do everything possible to re-establish a connection to Todd.

                                ****
                                John tapped his finger on the wall impatiently as he watched the silent, unmoving Wraith.

                                “Colonel Sheppard, I believe I’m close to re-establishing a link to Teyla,” Todd commented quietly without opening his eyes.

                                “Tell her that I’m coming for her, no matter what it takes,” John replied, his feelings reflected deep within in his eyes.

                                Suddenly, Todd’s eyes snapped open. “John?” he asked in a strange, slightly feminine tone.
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