Continuing Stargate

[Steelbox]

So I have good news It turns out that the cause of our image issues was that the pictures in question had been... wait for it... stolen by another person on deviantART and uploaded as their own. That would explain why, in my quest to get permissions, I was getting no response whatsoever even after I was told the artist was trying to get in touch with me in return. So the moral of the story? People who steal pictures are pains in the arse, especially when they don't at least have the courtesy to message you back and inform you who the original artist was that they stole from so you can avoid a big mess on your fanfic

LOL ironic, that does not happens every day. Hope that guy got fragged from deviantART.

[Lt. Col. Mcoy]

Finding the story's here is a nightmare.

They're all linked to on the very first page ...

[s09119]

They're all linked to on the very first page ...

It's the best system I could come up with for something based on a forum. Each "show" has its own post right at the start of the thread, with each season's post linked there. You can find all the episodes for each season on its respective season's post.

[s09119]

3x01 "Alone, Part 1" (Part 1 of 2)
Synopsis: Two weeks after the rest of the crew entered stasis, Eli struggles to stay sane when it appears that he won’t be able to fix the remaining pod in time to save his life.

Spoiler:

((1 minute recap of selected scenes from "Aftermath," "Trial and Error,"
"Common Descent," "Epilogue," "Blockade," and "Gauntlet"))

Space is cold, dark, and empty. It can stretch on for light-years without any interruptions in the void, though every so often something changes that reality just for a moment. In this black region of space, there’s a sudden flash of light before things return to normal. Moving far too quickly for any eye to see, the starship Destiny continues on its million year flight path toward the edge of the universe. Onboard, the vessel appears to be abandoned and forgotten. The winding corridors are pitch dark except for where FTL light streams through open windows. The only sounds are the creaking of metal or the groaning of machinery. Bedrooms are unfilled and a thin layer of dust has settled over the control consoles and most everything else. Nothing moves.

In the heart of the ship, however, there is an exception. Sitting at one of the terminals in the auxiliary control interface room, a young man is hunched over the display, deep in thought. His face is covered in stubble and his hair is noticeably unkempt. Pieces of notepaper are strewn all across the room, and chalk drawings, diagrams, and equations blanket the walls. Above a second console, a pale blue hologram flickers silently, displaying a number of readings on the status of various systems and the surrounding space. Two accessible stargates blink out as Destiny leaves range and another appears in their place. It’s unlikely that any of them will ever be dialed. Still contemplating his situation, Eli Wallace is far too preoccupied to even consider offworld exploration, even if it was possible with his power constraints. He’s spent every waking moment in the past two weeks trying to save his own life, and he glances at the hologram every few moments. In the lower right corner is a countdown timer in Ancient numbering, an ever-present reminder of how long it will be before he’ll have no choice but to terminate life support. As of that moment, it reads that he has just over three days.

Furrowing his brow, Eli squints at numbers scrawled onto his notepad. He reads them off absently, allowing only the smallest thoughts of hope. Jumping off his stool, he rushes to a series of charts drawn on the near wall and begins checking his figures. One by one he seems to confirm his findings, and a smile touches his lips for the first time in several days. The young man turns back to the console he was working on and types in a command, copying the necessary data to a terminal in another chamber. Then he stuffs the pad in his pocket and runs out, leaving another room vacant and lifeless for the time being.

He arrives in the appropriate section shortly after, slowing to a quiet and respectful walk even though he’s the only person on the ship still drawing breath. Suspended in row upon row of stasis pods are his fellow shipmates, and he looks at each of them as he passes and the dim emergency lights flicker on. The responsibility weighs heavy on Eli, each face prompting him to try harder and think faster. Their lives are in his hands, but he’s no longer confident that this is something he’s capable of. At length he enters the room where the final crewmembers to enter stasis are sleeping soundly. The nonfunctional pod at the end of the chamber is his last hope of survival, something he’s keenly aware of. There are a few additional stasis chambers beyond, but they’ve been severed from the main power conduits and the work required to bring them online is far beyond his ability without machines and assistance. Shaking his head, Eli puts the thought out of mind and steps up to the control console at the opposite side of the space.

Inputting his solution, he holds his breath and hits the command key, staring expectantly at the broken pod. But it remains dark, and despite himself, Eli stumbles into the closest wall and sinks to the ground to cry. Sobbing uselessly, he whispers that he can’t think of anything else, he’s racked his brain and the ship’s database for days to no effect. This was his last possibility, and like all the others, it failed. All he can think about is his impending death, how he’ll have to actually kill himself in just over seventy hours. Unless, that is, he stops crying about his situation and finds another way. Eli looks up, confused and realizing that he heard that aloud, not in his head. Leaning on the terminal, Dr. Nicholas Rush stares at him curiously, asking why the young man has suddenly decided to just let his life end without a fight.

Eli wipes a tear off his face and mutters that he’s going crazy, but the elder scientist doesn’t want to hear any more whimpering. Still bewildered, Eli pulls himself up and points out that Dr. Rush is right there in front of him, still in stasis and nowhere near conscious. This has to be a hallucination, there’s no other explanation. All the same, "Rush" says that there are two options and two options only; life or death. He would prefer to see the former, but that’s not going to happen unless they get back to work and find a way out of this. Convinced he’s lost his mind, Eli shouts that there is no other way and storms from the room. Rush sighs, staring after him and disappearing into the darkness when the lights switch off.

Once he’s calmed down, Eli returns to the control interface room, intending to just shut the life support down now to spare him the agonizing wait. But he finds that there are people here, too, watching Dr. Adam Brody and Dr. Dale Volker sitting at his station and going over his equations. They look up when he enters and suggest he take a seat at the other console so they can run some ideas by him. Grabbing his head, Eli mumbles that maybe he’s developed a brain tumor or something, but sits down and brings boots up the display all the same. Smiling, Brody says that he put some amazing effort into trying to fix the stasis system, but he’s guessing it’s a mechanical issue that’s standing in his way. Volker agrees, speculating that it could be repaired by the right people with the right tools, but if Eli simply lacks the know-how, it’s not worth their time right now.

They sit in silence for a moment until Eli slowly replies that he deduced it was a mechanical issue a few days ago when the most obvious programming solutions failed, but he didn’t want to admit it. To acknowledge that he could never fix the problem was to acknowledge that he was already dead. Brody insists that there has to be a way, and again presses him to take a look at the information he recommended. Frowning, Eli starts to say something, but pauses when his display lights up with links to articles and reports. Scanning them quickly, he notes that it’s a jumble of entries from a half dozen sources. Then he realizes that three aren’t drawn from the Destiny database at all, but from the files the crew uploaded on Novus ("Epilogue"). Surprised, he looks over to ask Brody and Volker what this is supposed to mean, but the other console is unoccupied. They’re gone.

A few hours later, Eli is reading fervently, going over accounts and summaries from the Novans on topics ranging from their geopolitical disagreements to their latest scientific advancements. It doesn’t make much sense to him yet, but even if it turns out to be trivial or meaningless to his situation, it at least takes his mind off of imminent death. He flips to a new article dealing with intelligence data the Tenarans believed proved mounting Futuran hostility a thousand years before, then jumps when someone says how fascinating it is. Chloe Armstrong is leaning over his shoulder, remarking that she took an excellent course on Cold War-era politics when she was at Harvard University. This looks remarkably similar, only it was spread out over thousands of years instead of fifty. Staring at her in shock, something dawns on Eli; each person he’s seen doesn’t appear to be the man or woman they were when they entered stasis two weeks prior. Their appearance is far closer to immediately after the evacuation from Icarus Base ("Air, Part 1"), with shorter hair, cleaner clothes, and fewer bags under their eyes. Chloe even has fresh makeup on, something that’s simply not possible this far from Earth.

Deciding that he must be seeing these hallucinations for a reason, Eli asks why that should matter in the here and now. Shrugging, Chloe answers that maybe it shouldn’t, but it’s all about context. Their knowledge of life on Novus so far stems solely from people of Tenara, and they had a deeply rooted distrust of their neighbors. It’s possible that the reality was very, very different, or that there are some things about Futura that they weren’t aware of. Their period of cooperation only came about in the final decades before the planet was rendered uninhabitable, after all, and even then the governments probably weren’t entirely honest with one another. Walking over to the other terminal, Chloe taps a few buttons before another article pops up on Eli’s display. It apparently goes into great detail on a Tenaran surveillance mission to the Futuran capital a few years before the mass exodus into space. Giving him a smile, Chloe tells Eli to give it a good read. The next time he looks up, she’s vanished.

The next few hours seem to go by in a blur. Running from one end of his quarantined section of the ship to another, Eli begins compiling a timeline of events and discoveries on Novus as related to stargate travel and the two nations. Concurrently, it looks like he’s using scans sent to him over the computer to map out the current activity of drone ships in a region around the vessel. None of it seems interconnected, and even the items dealing with the same topic make no sense when put together. But for some reason, he’s now certain that there’s an answer in all the information. Unfortunately, he’s still not sure what the question is.

Additional reading has Eli engrossed in the data, and he’s downloaded several articles to a tablet computer for easier analysis. He carries a bucket of mashed vegetables onto the observation deck, where it looks like he’s been taking his meals for some time. Empty buckets and storage bins are scattered about, most clustered around the rightmost couch. Taking a seat there, Eli scrapes some food out of the container while he reads, basking in the light of the FTL tunnel outside. It’s eerily quiet, and he finishes his meal in silence before putting the tablet down next to him and lying out to relax. Putting his hands behind his head, he looks up at the ceiling, thinking.

Suddenly, new voices drift over from the other couch, and he glances in that direction to find Lt. Tamara Johansen and Camille Wray sharing a drink from Brody’s still. Seeming to notice him for the first time, TJ waves and asks how he’s feeling. She’s noticed that his mental state has much improved over the last two days, enough that she’s no longer worried about collapse from fatigue. Eli sits up and stares at them, not really sure what to say. Tamara continues on all the same, telling him that he should take a look in the mirror next chance he gets to see what she means. Getting a full night’s sleep did him wonders, even if he did take it slumped over a terminal in the control interface room. The two of them chuckle a bit over that, and then notice that Eli isn’t laughing along.

(Beginning of "Alone, Part 1," see next two posts for more.)

[s09119]

(More of "Alone, Part 1," see previous post for beginning and next post for conclusion.)

Spoiler:

More than anything else, that news really seems to frighten him, as he hadn’t previously realized how much time had passed. He’d been so busy learning everything he could from the documents that kept popping up on his computer that he hadn’t once checked the countdown timer. Seeing he’s all abruptly turned again, Camille assures him that everything is going to work out in the end. She’s spent years helping people through problems and hard times, and she’s not about to watch someone spiral out of control under her watch now. Frightened, Eli forgets what he said earlier and moans that he’s going to die, it’s all but assured. And these illusions are just greater proof that he’s already too far gone to survive. TJ tries to tell him that there are other explanations, but he just drops the pail of food and runs from the room. The tablet lies forgotten on the couch, the steady stream of new articles suddenly freezing.

After running aimlessly through the halls trying to get away from the visions, Eli looks around in confusion. He thought he’d been heading in the direction of the mess hall, but it seems that he’s brought himself back to first of the stasis chambers. Taking deep breaths and trying to keep his head, he walks through to the next room, looking over the crewmembers and whispering that they chose the wrong person to save their lives. Rush should be the one awake and ensuring the plan succeeds, he’s the one who knows what he’s doing. He slumps down and closes his eyes, leaning against one of the pods and sighing. Almost as soon as he begins to relax, however, a voice asks him why he’s having so much trouble seeing the solution in front of him. Eli keeps his eyelids shut, muttering that he doesn’t want to hear any more pointless advice from people who can apparently see what he can’t. Then he looks up and immediately wishes he could take back what he’d said.

Seeing his horror, Dr. Lisa Park just smiles at him, her eyes again functional despite the retina damage she sustained trying to save their medicinals ("Blockade"). She tells him that it’s true, she shouldn’t be able to see. But that doesn’t mean that she can’t understand data and figure out solutions, and it certainly doesn’t mean that Eli isn’t capable of that, either. Even so, he insists that he’s exhausted every possible way out that he can think of. And while it’s true that much of what he’s been learning seems to point to something, he doesn’t think he can put the pieces together before time runs out. If that happens, he’ll have to give up and die to save everyone else, or take her advice, keep trying, and ultimately strand them all for centuries.

Lisa suggests that he go back to the data and take one last look then, if that’s how he really feels. As long as he honestly tries his best, she nor the others won’t think any less of him if he fails. Eli doesn’t think there’s any point, but Park makes him promise to give it one final shot. After all, she knows better than anyone that it’s not really about what you see, but what you believe is possible. Then she’s gone, like always, the next time Eli looks away. The pods creak and hiss quietly while he thinks it over, then decides that there’s no way he’s going to let Rush say he could have done it better. If nothing else, that much will keep him going right up to the end. He pulls himself up and heads back towards the observation deck to grab his tablet, determined to go down fighting.

Retrieving his computer, Eli finds that TJ and Camille are no longer waiting for him, and neither Brody and Volker nor Chloe linger in the control interface room. Oddly enough, Eli now feels more alone than he ever did before. Sign of insanity or not, the hallucinations were comforting in a disturbing sort of way, and he actually begins to wish one of them would appear now. But none of them do, and he gets back to his reading with renewed vigor. All the while he does his best not to check the countdown timer, keeping himself busy with diagramming on the walls as much as possible.

Eventually, after many long hours of poring over data and double-checking facts, Eli looks up in surprise. Pulling up a pair of articles from the Novan database, he puts what Chloe had told him in perspective with the advice Park gave him; what the Novans thought they were seeing may not necessarily have been the truth, but what can come from their data is surprisingly worthwhile. He’s finally put the facts together, and now he’s stumbled upon a truth that no one on Novus could have figured out. Years before the approaching black hole began to destroy cities all over the planet, the Tenarans began looking into ways to utilize the seismic disturbances to their advantage. Their intelligence suggested that the Futurans were likewise looking to turn the planetary disaster into a weapon, and several of their political figures feared that nuclear war was on the horizon.

Apparently, the scientists in Tenara found that the tectonic shifting caused by the black hole’s gravity was unleashing far more energy than it should have been. Massive fissures erupted whenever an earthquake was triggered, making an already bleak situation exponentially worse. One such event wiped out the capital city of a Tenaran province, killing hundreds of thousands of innocents. It was a tragedy of monumental proportions, but it was also the first such occurrence that scientists could observe in real time. After months of study, they realized with shock that the planet itself was a virtual minefield. Something beneath the surface reacted violently to the massive wave of kinetic energy brought on by the earthquakes and volcanic activity. They could never identify it since they had never seen it before, but the crew from Earth is quite familiar with the material.

While in orbit around Novus, they had run a scan of the planet’s composition and structural integrity. At the time, they were looking for an explanation to the extreme weather conditions, and paid no mind to any cursory data. And there’s been no time since to go back and look through what they found given the constant drone attacks. Now that he’s gone through it all, though, Eli has found that Novus has a remarkable elemental structure throughout its mantle, reaching down to the molten core in several places. It was naquadah that the Tenarans saw causing such violent reactions, though of course they would have been unable to understand the significance of that at the time. All they could have seen was that the material was going to destroy their civilization, but Eli sees how something extraordinary unfolded right before their eyes. Combined with the unnatural pressures and energy fluctuations brought on by the black hole, it looks like the naquadah morphed into a previously unseen element in this galaxy. It’s not an exact match to what Eli read in the Icarus Project files, but there’s no mistaking how close it is. If he had to wager, he’d say that it was naquadria, making Novus an Icarus-type planet..

This is the first time they have definite confirmation of such a planet within reach of Destiny since they came aboard, and it presents a real opportunity to dial the stargate back to Earth. There’s a problem, however, with any plan to do so from Novus. The colonists they encountered said that they couldn’t dial their homeworld for thirty years ("Common Descent"), and there was no gate there when Destiny arrived. He can’t think of any way they could move their own from the ship to the surface, much less tie it into a vein of naquadria while the entire planet explodes around them. Moving one from a nearby planet presents the same problem, only then it would be compounded with somehow finding a way to get it onto the vessel in the first place without any heavy machinery. But Eli is certain that there has to be a way. There’s a potential route back to the Milky Way right in front of him, and he refuses to accept that it’s permanently closed to the crew simply because they didn’t show up in this region thirty years earlier.

Either way, he still recognizes that there is the matter of getting the ship to Novus to see if any of this will work in practice. It’s now more than a month’s travel time away even if they remained in FTL the entire trip, and he would have to stay awake if they were jumping back into the heart of drone-controlled space. He can’t be sure of the exact course corrections required, at least not with the limited access he has in the control interface room. To get an accurate read on that, he’d need to use the navigational systems on the bridge--which is, unfortunately, void of breathable atmosphere following the ship-wide shutdown. He would have to shut off the life support to the area he’s occupying now and transfer power further above to give him a path there and back. Closing his eyes to relax for a moment, Eli says that he had better be positive of his conclusion before he begins messing with the power distribution. He grabs another piece of chalk and starts going over the numbers one last time, grinning from ear to ear.

He works tirelessly and without pause, paying no heed to the countdown clock or anything else. For the first time in two weeks, Eli feels as if he’s found a way out; not just for himself, but for everyone onboard. Before, they were resigned to their fate and powerless to alter a thing. But now there’s a chance to change the equation entirely and maybe even find a way home. More than just two weeks, Eli realizes that he hasn’t been so full of optimism in the two years since they arrived on Destiny. There’s real, tangible hope to be had.

Hours later, Eli wipes a bead of sweat from his brow and looks over all the new notes he’s scribbled on the walls. Against all odds, the calculations from the Tenaran geological data add up. Naquadria is without a doubt the only substance he can think of that could be so unstable as to detonate with seismic activity. Running a hand through his hair, Eli mutters that Rush is going to go ballistic when he sees all this, then decides that he’s as sure as he’s ever going to be. Entering in the appropriate commands on his console, he begins shutting down life support in his section and transferring it to the bridge and its access corridors. He grabs his notepad and, taking a final look around, heads out just before the doors begin to close. Once he’s gone, the room plunges into darkness.

The walk out of his two week sanctuary is a strange one; doors open and lights hum to life as he approaches, then doors close while lights flicker out when he moves on. He looks over empty room after empty room, wondering if he’s ever felt such deafening silence. When he passes the gate room, he pauses to stare at the stargate beyond, briefly flashing back to when he and the rest of the crew tumbled out of it two years ago. It feels more like another lifetime, like the MIT dropout who solved the puzzle was someone else. In some ways, Eli reflects, he was. That person would never have volunteered for what he’s doing now, risking his life for the good of others and in the pursuit of a mission far beyond his comprehension. Shaking his head, he moves on.

[s09119]

(Conclusion of "Alone, Part 1," see previous two posts for beginning.)

Spoiler:

He advances through two more chambers before he unexpectedly hears footsteps behind him. Turning, he sees Lt. Matthew Scott and Sgt. Ronald Greer coming up to walk with him, looking exactly as when he first met them. Rubbing his hands together with interest, Matt says that there’s a rumor going around about a possible way to dial Earth. Eli insists that he can’t say for sure whether or not it will work even if they manage to find a stargate to plug into the planet’s core. Given that they came across a Tenaran colony further out than should be possible to dial from Novus ("Blockade"), he thinks it likely that Tenara connected its gate to the naquadria veins whether the chief scientists understood what a boost they were getting or not. Hooting excitedly, Greer claps him on the shoulder and says that beer’s on him for the rest of his life if they can pull this off. Smiling to himself, Eli begins thank him for the offer, but then lets his voice trail off without finishing. As with the others, he’s already gone.

Turning more serious, Scott asks if any thought’s been given to how they’ll get the ship all the way to Novus without draining the power necessary to continue to the next galaxy if the attempt to contact Earth fails. For the first time since his discovery, Eli’s enthusiasm suddenly fades; he hadn’t thought about that at all. Novus is at least a month or two’s journey behind them, and there’s simply not enough power keep life support running. The only way for the vessel to get there and then still have a way to attempt the dialing would be to set one of the scientists’ stasis pods to open when they arrived. Someone, presumably Rush, would wake up to find a minimal air supply coming online and a message from Eli telling him what to do and the time limit he had before being forced to jump back into FTL. There’s no getting around the fact that no one would be alive to tell him in person. Turning to the hallucination, Eli asks why Scott and the others are appearing to him now after two weeks of nothing. If it’s only to break his spirits, why did they convince him to give up work on the pods two days prior to look at the database? Before vanishing into a darkened side corridor, Matt only replies that the need for extra power is something to keep in mind going forward. Apparently direct answers aren’t a part of the visions.

A few minutes later, Eli comes up the ramp leading to the massive blast door sealing the bridge. He pulls out his notepad and flips to one of the last pages, where he’s scribbled a number of passcodes for various systems. Punching in the digits to unseal the control room, he steps back and watches the entry crank open. Unlike the other rooms, though, the lights don’t come on immediately, leaving the retracted bridge dark except for the glow of those in the hallway. Feeling suddenly cautious, Eli steps inside and feels his way down the steps and over to one of the terminals. He manages to get his fingers on a row of buttons and presses what he thinks should "wake" the bridge. As soon as it’s pushed, the lights come on and the monitors come to life, and Eli turns around only to let out a shout in surprise. He hadn’t expected to see Col. Everett Young seated at the command chair watching him.

Laughing, Young congratulates him on a job well done, figuring out what no one else had while under extraordinary circumstances. If they can establish a lifeline to the Milky Way to bring in additional personnel and supplies, they should certainly do whatever it takes to see that through. But all the pieces haven’t quite been put together yet. He nods to the terminal Eli had just used and asks him to turn on the hologram projector. Once it’s up, Young presses a button on his own console, toggling off the current image and pulling up the alert that was mysteriously silenced when Eli left to repair the stasis pods earlier. Accessing it brings up the map that the crew had previously been using to chart the locations and status of stargates in their current galaxy. The last time they checked the grid, every gate and star within range was blockaded by drone command ships, making any attempts to visit them suicide missions. Now something looks different. On the very edge of the sea of red icons indicating obstructed stars, a single green light blinks hopefully. Somehow, nearly a day’s journey behind the ship, there’s an accessible yellow star. And according to the sensors, it’s been available for three days now with not a single drone in sight. It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever, but one can’t deny that there’s an opportunity to recharge sitting there in the open.

Sitting down and staring at the display, Eli drops his notepad and tries to process what he’s seeing out loud. As it stands, the damage they took attempting to resupply before cost them half of their power reserves. That’s why he only had two weeks of life support before he’d have to shut it down or risk Destiny not making it across the intergalactic void. If they were able to get their capacitors back up to the 40% mark that’s currently their maximum charge ("Water"), he could conceivably stay awake for another year or more. And he’d be able to bring additional systems online, maybe even begin using the stargate to retrieve supplies offworld if he could gather food and return to FTL quickly enough to avoid running into drones. This could all actually work, and he’d have more than enough time to keep working on the pods to try and bring the disabled ones online. Still thinking, he starts to reach for the controls to bring the ship back into normal space. If he really minimized his power usage, he may be able to wait out the whole three year voyage without needing to enter stasis at all.

And along the way, they could resume scanning for and archiving data to continue the ship’s mission. That doesn’t come from Eli but from Young, who stands and gestures around the bridge while he talks. After all, this could be "the most important discovery mankind has made since the stargate itself." The words stop Eli cold, freezing his smile as he suddenly realizes that something here is very, very wrong. Those were the words Dr. Rush used to describe the Destiny when they first came aboard, but Everett Young would never speak about it in quite the same way. His primary focus was always getting his people home, not completing the Ancients’ mission. Something here is very, very wrong, even for a hallucination. In his mind, he suddenly remembers that Young just claimed that this unguarded star has been available for three days. Or, in other terms, as long Eli as has been seeing these visions.

Backing away a few feet, he asks who Young is and why he’s been putting him through this. He’s not an idiot; a hallucination couldn’t bring up documents from the database and transfer them to whatever station he happens to be sitting at. Something else is going on here, and he wants to know what it is before he brings Destiny out of FTL and risks all their lives on this plan. Taking up the responsibility he feared he could never measure up to, he says that the people in stasis are relying on him, and he won’t allow any harm to come to them--not even if it costs him his life. Sighing, Young admits that he knew it would get to this point eventually, but insists that everything he’s done was necessary for what is to come. The next time Eli blinks, he’s vanished. In his place stands someone else, someone familiar.

Dr. Jeremy Franklin examines the young man before him, asking where they go from here.

[g.o.d]

great. let me the first to thank you for SGU continuation

[Artemis-Neith]

Great!
Since I'm not sure whether I'm allowed to spoil anything:

Spoiler:

I like it how you managed to bring everybody in, and at the same time left Eli completely alone.

Good job. Waiting for the continuation.

[SG-18]

oh yay! SGU Continuation episode! Its so cool since I finished watching SGU about four days ago! Very fresh in my mind. Thanks S09! I look forward to every episode of atlantis (more than the actual show actually, not a huge fan of the last two seasons, personally) and SGU, plus the SG-1 rewrites.

[Fettucchini]

A little late to the game but that was a truly fantastic wrap up to the series. It even had me tearing up a little. After watching the final few episodes of Universe I've finally gotten around to liking it, I'm sure your continuation of it will be just as fantastic (same with Atlantis)
Regarding the Universe storyline...

Spoiler:

I assume because there is no three year gap in the timeline you've already decided not to have the ship "skip" over to the next galaxy?

[s09119]

oh yay! SGU Continuation episode! Its so cool since I finished watching SGU about four days ago! Very fresh in my mind. Thanks S09! I look forward to every episode of atlantis (more than the actual show actually, not a huge fan of the last two seasons, personally) and SGU, plus the SG-1 rewrites.

Haha glad I could make your day then

A little late to the game but that was a truly fantastic wrap up to the series. It even had me tearing up a little. After watching the final few episodes of Universe I've finally gotten around to liking it, I'm sure your continuation of it will be just as fantastic (same with Atlantis)
Regarding the Universe storyline...

Spoiler:

I assume because there is no three year gap in the timeline you've already decided not to have the ship "skip" over to the next galaxy?

Thank you!

And to answer your question...

Spoiler:

No, I decided against the three year time skip. While it could be a good dramatic device, I think that their current galaxy is still a goldmine to explore. I'm all for moving the ship on eventually, but for now there are some more adventures in their present locale.

[g.o.d]

so do you have any idea what the massage could be?

[Steelbox]

Awesome, s09 awesome.

Great!
Since I'm not sure whether I'm allowed to spoil anything:

Spoiler:

I like it how you managed to bring everybody in, and at the same time left Eli completely alone.

Good job. Waiting for the continuation.

I second that. I imagined Scott walking with Eli, with his hands in his pocked and Greer smirk smiling.

[jeri]

Great job! Love that you've brought back Franklin as maybe the ship's AI and can't wait to see where you take it.

[s09119]

Great job! Love that you've brought back Franklin as maybe the ship's AI and can't wait to see where you take it.

Well you'll see soon enough! "Alone, Part 2" will air later this week! Expect a teaser soon.