Title: The Journal

Series: Stargate Atlantis

Theme: General/Romance

Characters: Main Cast of SGA

Rating/Warning: PG-13/Mild Language

Summary: A mysterious journal appears on Atlantis, affecting the lives of all who read it.

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The Journal

Susan closed her eyes and let out a weary sigh. She'd been staring at the computer screen for so long her eyes were beginning to cross. Reaching out, she picked up the coffee mug and brought it to her mouth. The cold, bitter liquid that met her lips was far from satisfying. Susan let out a groan of frustration. She would need another hour or two to complete this report, but before that could happen she would need to take a break. And get a fresh cup of coffee. Unfortunately, the only place to get a freshly brewed cup of Jo at this late an hour was in the dining hall; a nice fifteen minute walk away.

With her mug still in hand, Susan pushed herself back from the lab table and slowly made her way to the door. Once out in the corridor she picked up her pace. Susan made her way through the deserted halls of the city, enjoying the peace and quiet. She preferred it this way. Often, during the hustle and bustle of the day, Susan felt unable to focus. She tried to spend as much time as possible secluded in the lab, but between Dr. McKay, Dr. Zelenka and, on occasion, Col. Carter it was impossible to find the tranquility that she desired. Which left working nights as her only reasonable option.

Susan rounded the north east corner and took a deep breath. She slowed to a halt and breathed deep again. Coffee. She could just catch a hint of its rich aroma in the air. As she continued down that hall the scent grew stronger. Using her nose as a guide, Susan slowly made her way to a small lounge area. She stood in the doorway and glanced across the room at the coffee brewer sitting on a side counter. Susan made a beeline for the carafe and poured herself a fresh cup. After mixing in a little cream and sugar, she took a sip and sighed with pleasure as the piping hot liquid glided down her throat.

Susan turned and leaned against the counter. She continued to sip her coffee and glanced around the room. There was a sofa and chairs situated around a large TV, which was connected to a DVD player, magazines, games, even a table and chairs for eating or playing cards. Someone was using this room and yet she'd never heard mention of it.

Susan's eyes moved back to the table, noting the book sitting there. She walked over and flipped through the front and back pages looking for a name. None could be found, but three of the pages contained writing. Susan sat down and began to read.

I leave this journal for you. Write in it what you will. I only ask four things in return:

1. Do not use names.

2. Limit each of your entries to 1 page.

3. Do not remove this journal from this room.

4. Do not use this journal to threaten, harass or attack others.

Enjoy!

XOXO