Hi guys! Man it's so weird to be posting again but I am excited about it. Also I feel like I'm going to cry from all of your wonderful and supportive words for me. I honestly cried at reading all of them. It's what I love about FanFiction community. Everyone is just so supportive, it honestly just-ugh I can't put it into words but just thank you! I know it's been a long wait and this first chapter is very angsty and it did take me a while to write it up cause I had to sort of get in the groove of Mia's head again. This season is going to be so exciting and honestly I can't believe we're on season 3! Anyway I'm going to stop talking now and let you all read!
Breaking Ranks - Exodus
Chapter 1: Homecoming.
In the grand scheme of things—we are just tiny specs of dust. Think about it, in all of our explorations to different planets and even galaxies. When you really think about it, we're all just tiny ants compared to the vast expanse of the universe.
Humans come and go, we've been doing it for thousands of years. Every second another human is born into the worlds around us, and another one dies—it's the way of life. What you choose to do with that life—well that's a whole other story.
My life, however, has not been a straight line. It's had ups and downs. Potholes and speed bumps. It's had black holes and sinkholes and everything in between. I've lost people who were important to me, but I also gained friends who I would do anything for.
I also met a man. Not just any man. His name is John Sheppard. He's my commanding officer here on Atlantis. We started a relationship in secret, knowing that if we were found out it'd be the end for both of our careers. It went great, then not so great—then great again.
His name is John Sheppard—and then I lost him too.
X
Standing on the balcony, staring up at the night sky used to be my favorite pastime. The moon shining down on me, the stars twinkling above me, and the salty air twisting my honey coloured hair around my face and neck.
Now, instead of gazing up at the stars—I was searching. Searching for something I knew wasn't coming back. It wasn't really a something, more like a someone. I kept thinking that if I looked hard enough, he'd appear in a spaceship, land in front of me and say some stupid cheesy line like 'Honey, I'm home.' He'd bundle me up into one of his tight embraces; I'd smell his cologne and all my troubles would melt away. But he never would, not again.
John hadn't been the only one we had lost that day. From what I had heard, Rodney and Ronon had been aboard the Wraith hive ship when they had crossed up and left. The chance that they were alive was slim to none. Even with Ronon, I doubt the Satedan would have been able to overpower an entire hive ship full of Wraith. It had been a very sad and quiet few days around the base.
I looked down from the sky. I had spent the past two days out here desperately searching the skies, looking for a ship that wouldn't be picked up on our sensors. From the moonlight I could see the gentle waves lapping against the city. The sound of the ocean comforted me; it was able to relieve some of the sadness and guilt that I was feeling. Not a lot, but just a little bit. It had been mayhem around here the past two days. Everyone was panicking that the Wraith were going to make it to Earth, everyone had been working tirelessly to formulate a plan to intercept them before they made it too far. Elizabeth had commissioned the Orion and Daedalus to go after them, even in their damaged states. We were now just waiting on the word from Stargate Command and on our two battle ships for when they were in position to engage the Wraith.
I of course, had volunteered myself to lead the attack on the Orion. Elizabeth had refused, saying that with John and Rodney gone—I was her last surviving senior officer. She claimed that I was too valuable to risk. I disagreed. But I had gone along with it willingly; I didn't have the energy to fight anymore. As soon as this who Wraith fiasco was done with there were two options for me.
One; if we didn't get to the Wraith in time and they succeeded in getting to Earth. I'd be jumping ship immediately. I'd dial out to a friendly planet, maybe Keras' planet. Have my baby and live my life away from everything and everyone I ever knew.
Two; if the Wraith was destroyed and Earth was saved. I'd request a discharge from the army and go to Arizona. Reunite with granddad and Jenny. See Emily and have my baby there with them.
It was a grim thought, but I had to have a plan. I couldn't stay on Atlantis, not anymore. There were too many memories. And once I started showing there would be too many questions, questions that I never wanted to answer.
"Major?" I turned at the voice. My thoughts interrupted as Chuck the technician stood in the doorway. "Doctor Weir asked me to come get you. Stargate Command just dialed in."
"Thanks, Chuck," I said with a small smile, it was the least I was able to manage for him. Chuck had always been nice to me. He turned away and walked back inside. I took one last longing look up at the sky, sighed, and then headed in.
The room was quiet, except for the sound of the Stargate and Elizabeth already talking to General Landry. "In approximately one hour, the Wraith will drop out of hyperspace here," Elizabeth points to the star map on the plasma behind her. "It's just outside the Pegasus Galaxy. There, they will pause for fifteen hours. If Daedalus and Orion break orbit on our current schedule, they should be able to reach those coordinates in just under fourteen hours, best possible speed."
I watched Landry's unimpressed face. "A narrow window," he said.
"It's the only window, sir," Elizabeth stated firmly. Landry seemed to agree as he folded his arms across his chest.
"Understood. Now, the International Oversight Advisory want you to brief them on this matter," he explained.
Elizabeth glanced over at me and gave me a look as if to say 'this will be great'. She turned back to the screen. "When would you like me to dial in again?"
"You misunderstand me. I mean in person, and I mean right now. The President himself assigned—"
"I can't just leave, not now," Elizabeth interrupted Landry. Her shock and anger coming through in her voice. I totally agreed with her, she couldn't leave us. Landry looked like he wanted to agree with her but he couldn't.
"I'm afraid that's not up to you."
"She can't go," I said, butting in. "We need her here. How do you expect us to manage this if she's back on Earth?"
Landry gave me a stern look for talking. "I'm sure there are many there who can be a liaison for Doctor Weir while she is here. Now, if you don't mind—they're waiting for you in my office, Doctor Weir."
Elizabeth gave me another look; she was hesitant to step through it. We both knew that there was a chance she wasn't going to be coming back. "I see," she muttered. Elizabeth picked up the nearest laptop, which had all of our data on it. She turns to me with trepidation on her face. "Major. We are expecting several teams to return from their missions. Once that happens, I'd like to suspend all gate travel until this whole thing is over."
I nodded. "Sure thing." Elizabeth smiled at me. Ever since the news that John was gone, she had been increasingly nice to me. It wasn't to say that she wasn't pleasant to me anyway, but the way she treated me was different. I had been late to three meetings in two days and had snapped at four different personnel on the base and yet she never reprimanded me on it. I felt like she knew, or she had suspicions but was too afraid to ask me outright.
"I'll need you to dial in once the Daedalus is ready," she continued.
"Of course," I said with a curt nod. Elizabeth gave the control room a quick look around. I could tell that she was taking everything in. She knew there was a possibility that she might not come back. "Everything will be fine, Elizabeth," I told her.
She gave me a tight smile. "Thank you. I'll see you soon." With that she walked to the stairs. She approached the Stargate and didn't look back as she stepped through.
"Close the gate, Chuck," I told the technician. Chuck followed my orders. "Let me know if anything changes with the Daedalus. And schedule a dial in with Stargate Command in eight hours."
"Affirmative," Chuck said. Noting something down in his computer. I clapped him gently on the shoulder and started to move away.
"Major Sumner?" I turned, looking at Chuck. He gave me a sympathetic smile. "I'm really sorry about Colonel Sheppard—just wanted you to know that."
From the look in Chuck's eyes, I knew that he had an idea. He wouldn't have said it otherwise. I fought back the tears but gave my thanks to Chuck and hurried out of the room before he saw me start to cry.
It was stressful to be in command of Atlantis. If I ever saw Elizabeth again I really needed to thank her for all the work she did, especially in times of crisis. There were so many papers to sign and reports to look over—I don't know how she does it. I held the tablet in my hand as I went over the final report of our last off-world team to arrive home as I headed to the infirmary. Carson had radioed me and asked me to come down to him for something. What that something was, I didn't know.
I entered the infirmary, closing the tablet and tucking it under my arm as I found Carson at the back. He had a steaming mug of coffee in his hand as she was looking at something on his laptop screen.
"Hey," I said, calling out to him. Since the news broke that John was gone, Carson had been helping me a lot. All our disagreements had been forgiven and forgotten. We both understood that at this point in time, we all needed to stick together if we were going to get through this. Me especially.
Carson turned in his desk chair; he smiled over at me and took a long drink from his coffee. "How are you today, love?"
"Fine, as much as I can be at this point in time," I leaned against the wall casually as Carson rose from his chair.
"I've been putting off asking because of everything that's happened recently," Carson said. I watched him walk over to one of the scanners as he flipped a switch as the connecting screen lit up. My eyes flicked between the scanner and Carson, not understanding. Carson could see my confusion as he gave me a sincere smile. "I know it's not exactly how you might have planned it. But we are coming up on your eighth week, I thought—that maybe…you'd like to have your first ultrasound."
My eyes looked at the scanner once more. The machine was slowly coming to life; I could hear the deep purring of the internal gears, as the actual scanner started moving along it. Carson had suddenly appeared at my side; I hadn't even seen him walk up to me.
"I understand if it's still too soon. I'm sure this isn't the way you planned for this first time to happen." I tore my eyes away from the scanner and to Carson. He was searching my face for an answer that I couldn't give him verbally. He reached out to me, his hand gently grasping my arm in reassurance. "I'll turn it off. We can do it another day."
"No," I said without hesitation. Carson glanced back at me, surprise on his face. "I want to do it," I continued. "It doesn't matter if I do it today or in three days, the outcome will still be the same anyway."
"It's not about the outcome, Mia," Carson said kindly. "It's if you're ready for this."
I scoffed, running my hand through my hair to loosen up the curls. "How can I ever be ready for this, Carson? I never will be, but I have to be."
Carson didn't reply to me. He pressed his lips into a firm line and nodded. He took the tablet from me and set it down on his desk. He then wheeled the large scanner into another section of the infirmary as I followed willingly. Carson drew the curtains around us and after he turned back to me.
"Do you want me to get Teyla?"
I shook my head. "You're here. That's all I need." I hopped up onto the bed. I heard Carson sigh heavily as he placed the scanner over me. I could feel my palms beginning to sweat and my heart start to race.
"This machine is a lot different than the ones back on Earth. Whereas we have to use and actual sensor against your skin this machine pretty much does it from all the way back here. It's completely harmless, don't worry."
"I'm fine," I said, closing my eyes.
"Shouldn't be too long now…just got to get it going," Carson muttered to himself. I could hear him pressing buttons and whatnot on the machine. Just as I heard the scanner start to move the comms crackled overhead.
"Major Sumner please report to the control room immediately!"
I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed. "Wait, Mia—"
"Sorry, Carson. Maybe another time," I said as I was already halfway out the room with the tablet in my hand.
X
I ran into the control room, my gaze going immediately to Chuck. "What's going on?"
He spun around in his chair and motioned to the long-range communication system. "We just lost communication with the Daedalus and Orion."
"What?" I gasped out. "What happened?" I asked him as Chuck started to try and repair the system.
"I'm not sure. Colonel Caldwell radioed in that they had engaged the Wraith. I think they managed to take out one Wraith hive ship before we lost contact with them."
"You think the Daedalus was destroyed?" I asked him, taking a seat at one of the chairs and going over the communication logs.
Chuck shook his head. "I'm still picking up the Daedalus on the long range scanner."
"Orion?" I asked. I met Chuck's gaze as he shook his head. "Dammit. There aren't any Stargates near them for us to go to. And it's too long a fly by puddle jumper."
Chuck scooted over to the long-range scanner screen and hit a few commands on the computer. I followed after him as we both stared at the screen.
"There's still one hive ship in the vicinity." I could confirm his words by staring at the little red blimp on the screen. The blue dot was the Daedalus.
"If we lost contact with them it must mean that their ship was damaged. If neither of them are destroyed we have to assume that maybe both ships have been damaged. I know that Caldwell would've done everything he can to make sure their weapons system was disabled first. It's basic war tactics."
Chuck agreed with a nod. "It's plausible. What do you want us to do?" I stared at Chuck for a moment. I had forgotten that I was in control of Atlantis. It was strange from them to be waiting for my word; generally I was receiving orders.
I took a quick glance around the room, meeting the gazes of a few other technicians in the room. "I want the scanner to be watched constantly. Any new development I need to know about it. And someone keep trying the radio, they may get their communications back online and I want to know the second that happens." Chuck and a few others nodded. "Dial Stargate Command too. I need to brief Doctor Weir on what's happened." Chuck scooted back to the control system and started dialing the gate.
I sighed and rubbed my face. How many more were we going to loose?
After briefing Elizabeth on the situation, I had taken up the seat in her office. She had allowed me to do so for the time being. She didn't know how long she would be on Earth, apparently the IOA were giving her a massive headache about the whole Wraith debacle. I sat with my arms crossed on her desk. The tablet in front of me continued with its data transfer as I stared at the corner of the room.
It had been horrible watching Elizabeth's face drop when I told her about the Daedalus and Orion. She was thankful that we had stopped one, but again she was at a loss for words at the lack of communication we had with the Daedalus right now. That was if anyone was still alive on the ship. It had been seven hours since we had lost communication with them, and still nothing. They hadn't even moved from their position on the scanner, neither had the Wraith ship.
My mind was in a constant loop. I was thinking of all the horrible things that could've befallen the crew. They could have lost life support, which explains why the ship is still there but no communication. They could just have damaged engines and radios, but that was very unlikely.
I heard a knock on the glass window. My eyes focused on Teyla as she gave me a gentle smile and stepped into the office. "I came to see how you are," she took a seat in the chair opposite me. I rubbed my hands over my tired eyes and through my messy hair.
"Tired. I just keep thinking about all the people we've lost. John, Rodney, Ronon." I paused. "Lorne, Zelenka—even Caldwell. As much as I hated the guy I never wanted to see him dead—any of them."
"There may still be hope for them," Teyla tried to reassure me. She reached across the desk, hoping that I would take her offered hand. I pulled away and leaned back in the chair.
"For Lorne, Radek and Caldwell maybe. But what are the chances of Rodney and Ronon still being alive? They were on the hive ship when they betrayed us—chances are they were the first to die in this whole thing." Teyla looked like she agreed but just didn't want to admit it. I got it; it was hard to admit that the people you thought of like a family was gone. Lucky for me I had been through this enough times to be a pro at hiding my emotions and dealing with it all later.
I saw Carson heading towards us over Teyla's shoulder. I suppressed my groan at his appearance. He was without a doubt probably going to get me to come back down to the infirmary for another scan. "Any update on the Daedalus?" Carson asked me. I shook my head.
"No, nothing. Chuck keeps trying the radio though. We even came up with a way for them to try and respond with Morse code. It's complicated but if they had the power they should've responded by now." Carson hung his head slightly. He had taken the news hard. I suppose it was just his personality, being a Doctor and all. He hated the fact that people were dying. We all did, but he always took death the hardest out of all of us.
Carson gave me a hopeful smile. "Any chance I can steal you away to finish that scan off?" I knew he was going to ask me.
"What scan?" Teyla asked, her brow furrowing as she looked between the two of us.
"Carson—" I started to protest but the good doctor cut me off.
"It's a scan to see the baby, Teyla. Mia's been putting it off for a few days now." Teyla suddenly beamed over at me as I gave them both a blank look.
"With good reason," I stated bitterly. Reminding them of the fact that I have in fact lost the father of my baby and a lot of friends. Carson and Teyla both looked apologetic. I could feel the sting of tears just thinking about John. I had been avoiding thinking about him for right now. I knew that if I let myself have a breakdown like I did with Carson days ago, I wouldn't be able to get anything done. And right now Atlantis needed me more.
"Look," I said to both of them. "This is not the time and place for this. Carson I will do your stupid scan when this is all over. Right now I have work to do." I pointed to the tablet on the desk that had just finished decoding the last logs the Daedalus sent us before we lost them. Carson agreed immediately. Teyla looking down at her feet in respect to the ones we had lost.
"Major Sumner?"
"Yes?" I snapped, a little bit too harshly at Chuck. The man didn't seem to be fazed at my tone as he peered around Carson's shoulder. I saw the panic on his face and jumped to my feet instantly.
"You need to come see this."
Chuck turned as I hurried around the desk and onto the catwalk. I could hear Teyla and Carson following along quietly but nervously. Chuck took me to the long-range scanner screen. "The Daedalus is gone."
"What?"
"I was keeping tabs on both the Wraith and Daedalus ships. It happened before my eyes, it's just gone."
"The Wraith destroyed the ship you mean?" Teyla tried to clarify. I heard Carson gasp from behind me.
"Oh no!"
I focused on the screen. It was as Chuck said. The little blue dot was gone. The Wraith ship was all that remained. I suddenly felt ill. I leaned against the nearest desk, holding my hand to my mouth as I took in deep breaths. Carson was too preoccupied with his own emotions to notice. Teyla looked like she was crying but was trying to hide it.
"That's not all," Chuck said ominously. He clicked something on the keyboard as the plasma screen suddenly showed a familiar planet. "They've started moving. Their current course will bring them to Atlantis in fourteen hours."
"Why would they come here? And not continue on to Earth?" Carson asked. I could hear his voice trembling.
I sighed. "We surprised them with the Orion. They're probably coming back to make sure we have no other ships in waiting. That and probably to wipe us out for good this time."
"What shall we do?" Teyla asked, turning to me for guidance.
I thought it over for a minute or two. "Start the evacuation of your people. We can use the drone chair for our defense. The rail guns are still mounted all over the city from the last siege. We'll take out the hive ship on our own and show the Wraith that we are not to be taken lightly anymore. Dial Earth, Chuck. They really need to know what is going on."
"Sure thing," Chuck said with a nod. Teyla grasped my arm and gave me a light squeeze before she hurried off to start evacuating her people. Carson remained at my side as the gate was dialed out.
"What's our status?" I called out loudly as I entered the control room. All the technicians were hurrying about the room. Getting prepped for the incoming hive ship.
"All rail guns are manned and operational. Doctor Beckett just radioed and said that he's ready in the control chair." Chuck told me as I took a seat next to him.
"Good. What's the status on the hive ship?" I called out to someone else.
"T-minus 15 minutes!"
"Dial Earth," I ordered Chuck as he obliged. I waited patiently for the wormhole to establish. When it was connected Chuck patched me through to them with the video screen.
"Stargate Command this is Atlantis."
"I'm here, Major," Elizabeth's voice came through loud and clear as her own face appeared on the screen for me. It had only been just over a day since she had left, but it felt like I hadn't seen her in months. "Any word about our people?"
"None." I said with a shake of my head. Elizabeth sighs sadly but composes herself. "The hive ship that we have been tracking is still on its way here. It's going to arrive shortly."
"Activate the cloak," Elizabeth ordered as Chuck obliged and pressed the correct commands. We waited patiently for a few seconds for the cloak to take effect.
"Cloak engaged," Chuck said.
"What about our defenses?" Elizabeth asked me.
"All rail gun positions are manned and operational. Doctor Beckett is in the control chair awaiting my order." I told her. Elizabeth looked as pleased as she could be considering the circumstances.
"Patch me through to him, please," Elizabeth asked as Chuck did as she said. They spoke for a few moments, Carson voicing his displeasure at having to sit in the chair. He even kicked up a fuss as to why I wasn't sitting in there. Elizabeth's reasoning was that I had to monitor the situation from the control room and be in charge. I couldn't do that from the control chair room. Carson had grumbled something under his breath that none of us heard but still caused me to chuckle.
"How did the evacuations go?" Elizabeth asked, finishing her conversation with Carson.
"Most of the Athosians have gated to the Alpha site and all non essential personnel have also been gated off world."
Elizabeth managed a smile. "Good work, Major. I knew I could count on you to handle this."
"Don't thank me yet," I muttered. "We're still not out of this."
"Of course," she said somberly.
"Hive ship just dropped out of hyperspace!" Chuck announced to the others and me. I spun around to our sensor screen.
"Carson, stand by," I told him into my radio. Something beeped on Chuck's computer as he leaned over to it.
"I'm receiving a signal."
"Atlantis, this is Sheppard. Come in." My heart skipped a beat and my throat closed up for a second when I heard his voice. It couldn't be…he was dead—everyone told me that he was gone. His ship had been destroyed. My legs began to tremble as the tears welled up in my eyes.
"John?" I said in relief. I hoped I wasn't imagining this.
"They made it?" I heard Elizabeth cry in amazement. I wasn't imagining it then. He really was alive.
"We're out of food and water and we haven't slept in days but, yeah, we made it." I had never been so happy to hear his voice in my life. I tilted my head back, a smile on my face as the tears ran down my cheeks. They were all alive. I couldn't believe it. "So now would be a good time to not fire on us. After all, we wouldn't want to damage our new hive ship."
"What about everyone else?" Elizabeth asked from her transmission. I could hear the desperation in her voice.
"All personnel accounted for."
"Speak for yourself!" A new voice cut in. I laughed, mostly out of relief. I never thought I'd be happy to hear Rodney's voice. "I was kidnapped by the Wraith and left in a cocoon for God knows how long. There were probably five—maybe six times I could've died on this mission!"
"Good news is they didn't get a chance to feed on him." I could even hear the eye roll that John was no doubt doing towards the scientist.
"It's good to hear all your voices," Elizabeth said. I could hear the quiver in her voice. She was no doubt just as relieved as I am to hear them safe and sound. "I'd love to hear how you managed to weasel your ways out of this one."
"You'll be the first to hear it." John said to her.
She grinned. "I can't wait. Come home guys, you've earned it."
"On our way, Sheppard out."
I sagged against the desk, a heavy sigh releasing from my lips. Finally, a weight was lifted off my shoulders. John was alive, he truly was. It hadn't been a hallucination, he had been speaking and joking around. He was alive, Rodney and Ronon too. Even Lorne and Zelenka. I hadn't lost anyone.
I was running the to East dock. The Daedalus had hitched a ride in between the hive ship like we had planned, which was why we couldn't detect the ship. But even so, the Asgard beaming technology was down for the time being so that meant everyone had to resort to the hive ship carriers, which were going to ferry people back and forth for the time being until it was operational again.
They were landing on the East dock. Rodney, Ronon and John would be arriving home shortly. I couldn't wait to hug each of them. I was just so ecstatic that they were safe. I couldn't keep the grin off my face as I hurried down the stairs two at a time. I ran through the corridors. I could hear the engine from the hive ship landing on the dock.
I reached the large double doors as they opened slowly, and in poured the group from the Daedalus. All of their faces were relieved to be stepping on solid ground. I scanned the group of people, looking for familiar faces that I could squeeze and hug. I spotted Ronon first; it wasn't like he was hard to miss. He towered over all of the others. His head was angled to the side, talking to someone. I could see now that it was Rodney. They looked to be discussing something important but I interrupted them as I ran straight into Rodney. He let out a grunt, as I slammed into him hard and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm so glad you're ok!" I cried in relief. I felt Rodney relax for a fraction of a second. One of his hands tapped my back in reassurance as I pulled away from him to see his face.
"Tired and hungry, but yeah, I'm ok. Fought off a few Wraith too."
I laughed. "Of course you did." I didn't believe him in the slightest but he could have told me that he lost his entire ego and I would've believed him right now. I turned to Ronon and launched myself at him. It felt like I was hitting a brick wall as I managed to grasp my arms around his torso, barely.
"I thought I'd lost all of you," I said, my cheek pressed against Ronon's dirty and sticky shirt. I felt Ronon's arm land on my shoulder in a one armed hug. He removed it as quickly as he had put it there and I took it as my signal to let him go. I wiped my eyes quickly, not wanting them to see the tears.
The door opened once again and I felt my body freeze. John and Caldwell had both emerged from the dock. They were speaking together about something that I couldn't hear.
Ronon, having the sense that Rodney didn't. Ushered them both away down the hall and left me to stare at the man I loved and thought that had died. He looked perfect to me. His hair was scruffy, his clothes crimpled and he had a heavy five o'clock shadow across his face. I started walking towards him, hoping that he would see me very soon.
He did. Our eyes met as John looked away from Caldwell for a moment. From here I could make out the vibrant color of his hazel eyes. I couldn't wait to hold him again, to feel his breathing and warm body against mine. John said something to Caldwell as he held up one finger to his face. Caldwell looked from John to me. He paused for a moment. A flash of realization went across his face as he pressed his lips into a firm line and walked off in another direction. Leaving me to finally run up to John.
I threw my arms around him at the same time that he pulled me to him in a fierce hug. I could feel his fingers digging into my jacket as he held me to him. "Thank God you're alright," I whispered to him, pressing my face against his chest. "I thought you were dead, John."
"I'm sorry," John said to me. His voice was like honey. It washed over me. It was one thing to hear his voice over a radio but to actually hear him speak next to my ear and holding me. I couldn't wish for anything more right now.
"You can't do this to me anymore. The next time you are pronounced dead I swear I'm going to have a heart attack."
John chuckled, his chest vibrating against my cheek. "I'll try not to anymore." I felt his lips press against the top of my head. I pulled away and wiped at my cheeks, ridding myself of the tears that I had shed at seeing him and holding him once more. I shook my head at him.
"It's not that…you just—can't suddenly risk your life anymore. You have to think about the future." I told him seriously. Of course this was not me telling him that I didn't want him leaving Atlantis. I just wanted him to stop taking stupid risks. Caldwell had told him to return to the Daedalus but he had refused. And it was sheer luck that he hadn't been killed like we all had been thinking for half a week.
"I know, Mia. I know that I'm lucky to be alive. I'll try to keep the suicide missions to a minimum from now on," he smirked down at me.
I shook my head. "No, John that's not what I'm trying to say. I—I…there's something I need to show you."
God am I evil or what for leaving you on a goddamn cliffhanger on the first chapter. So yeah, John's alive we all knew this from the show I wasn't going to pull a George. R. R Martin on you lot hahah but now you'll just have to wait to see if Mia tells him about the baby next chapter! Also, how is Mia gonna react to finding out that Michael actually saved them all? Can't wait for that conversation to unfold mwahah.
Not sure when I'll have the next chapter out as I'm still trying to find time and motivation to sit down and write for long periods of time. At the moment I can only manage an hour or two of writing before I have to do something else, whereas before I could smash out a 10 page chapter in like 5 hours.
Again I love you all so so so much and again thank you for your continued support. Let's have an amazing time together while I write and you guys read Season 3!
