I don't know why I'm here. Well, I do but at the same time I don't. I'm not brainy or military; I'm just a kindergarten teacher. Actually I'm certified to teach K-8 but I prefer to teach kindergarten. "This is the last time I tell Daniel about wanting to try something new and exciting." I tell myself as I tighten the hold I have on my suitcase. The Deadalus gives a lurch, telling everyone that it's finally landed, and starts to lower its ramp. I take a deep breath to steady my nerves and make my way off of the interstellar ship. I step onto the polished, smooth metal and my eyes go wide at the sight of Atlantis. Yup, that's right; I'm on Atlantis. As in the 'Lost City'. Only it's not so lost anymore, I tell myself. So does that make it, the 'Found City' then? Ok, that's a bit silly.

"Maxine Wainwright?"

I hear someone call my name, snapping me out of my gaping. I look to where the voice had come from and I see a medium height, brunette, brown eyed, around my age, way-thinner-than-I'll-ever-be women smiling. I nod my head, set my case down and stick out my hand saying, "Call me Max."

"Elizabeth Weir." She says, shaking my hand. "Welcome to Atlantis."

"Thanks."

"Why don't I show you where you'll be staying and working?" Elizabeth says. I nod and start to pick up my case when she says, "Don't worry about it. They'll take care of it." I shrug and follow Elizabeth inside. I clearly labeled all my stuff but I still end up thinking that someone's gonna end up with my Chemlab and I'll get their Simon and Garfunkel. As I walk with Elizabeth I can't hope but notice how busy it is.

"Here we are. This will be the classroom." Elizabeth says, stopping in front of a door. On the right side to the door there was a panel with three small crystal looking thingies. Elizabeth pressed down on the middle one and the door swishes open. I grin. It's like something from 'Star Trek'. Beam Me Up Scottie. As we enter I spot a small notecard that has 'daycare' written on it. Excuse me? Daycare? I thought I was going to be teaching kindergarten, not babysitting. I know what you're thinking, and trust me; there's a difference. I'm gonna have to bring that up with Elizabeth before we leave. I follow Elizabeth into the hallway and into large room. As I look around I see that it looks almost exactly like the hallways, the same shade of metal and it just gives off this sterile, unused feeling. But I'm not worried about it; I can fix it up with the supplies I've brought with me. Just give me some paper, glitter, scissors, and a glue gun and I'm good to go. I smile and walk farther into the room. There are kid-sized chairs and tables as well as a more normal sized chair and desk, and there are sliding glass doors that lead to a balcony. I'm already starting to figure out where I'm going to put the huge area rug I had shipped over with the rest of my teaching supplies. You never know when you're gonna need a copy of 'The Stinky Cheese Man and other Fairly Stupid Tales'. "This is nice." I say, slowly nodding as I turn around to see the rest of the room.

"I'm glad that you like it." Elizabeth says. "Would you like to see where you're going to stay now or later?"

"Now would be good." I say. We walk out of the room and pass the 'daycare' sign. Ok; I have to say something about that. "I noticed the sign in front of the door." I casually say. "I thought that I was going to teach kindergarten."

"You are." Elizabeth says, looking slightly confused.

Ok, now it's my turn to be confused. "I'm not sure I understand then because it said 'daycare' back there and not 'pre-school' or anything like that."

"Oh." She says when it finally clicks. I guess being in charge of an entire city means that you don't notice all the small stuff. Elizabeth smiles and says, "That must have been John. He has a strange sense of humor."

"Ah." I say. I guess he's someone who likes to play pranks on unsuspecting people. My brother is like that, the scar on my head is proof enough. He had filled a bucket with water and placed it on top of my door so I would get soaked when I opened it. It worked, but he had used a metal bucket and I yanked the door open so it and the water fell on me and I ended up with a mild concussion and ten stitches in my head. Mom yelled at him for an hour and he never did that prank again.

"How much do you know about the expedition?" Elizabeth asks as we round a corner.

"I know about the Stargate and the Wraith, so I guess that you could say that I know the majority about all of this. Daniel, uh, Dr. Jackson is a friend of mine and actually submitted my name for the position." I say.

Elizabeth nods and asks, "Have you read any of the mission reports?"

"A few." I admit. I had wanted to know what I was getting into and had bugged Daniel until he finally got permission from General Ames. Sometimes it really helps that your best friend is "an invaluable asset" to a government operation.

"Then you know how crazy it gets around here. You'll have to look after the kids outside of normal school hours."

Ok, wasn't really expecting that one, but I can deal. Good thing I love kids so much, or we'd be in trouble. We've reached another door that looks like everyone else's and I wonder how I'm gonna remember which one's mine. Elizabeth presses the middle crystal and the door opens. I walk in and take a look at where I'm gonna be staying. It's pretty cool; a single bedroom, a nightstand, a couch, a glass coffee table, a few chairs, a few tables. There aren't any doors, just partitions of foggy glass and it's all open space. Something I love. But again it feels too clean and sterile, like no one's been living there for awhile. But once I get all my stuff I'll liven up the place. It's got potential.

"…ahead Carson." I hear Elizabeth say. Since it's just the two of us here, I figure out that she must be talking on one of those headsets everyone has. I'm gonna need one of those while I'm here. "…I'm sorry, I was just eager to show her where she'd be teaching that I forgot. I'll bring her right down." I hear Elizabeth say as I walk back towards her. She looks at me and says, "That was Carson, our Chief Medical Officer. I was so excited about you coming that I took you away before he could give you a check-up. I told him that I would bring you right down."

Carson Beckett? Not Samuel Beckett? Sorry, Very Bad Joke there. The man must here those kind of QL jokes all the time. I nod my head in agreement and we head down to the infirmary. On the way there we chat about what a "normal" (and after hearing what goes on here, I use that term loosely) day usually consists of. As we talk more, I learn that I'll be teaching during the school year and then when it's not in session I'll be running "daycare" (so to speak). That's fine with me, I love little kids to pieces and they love me. I started to ask who I'd report to and other stuff but Elizabeth stops in front of these two clear doors and says, "Here we are. I'll leave you here, I have some things to take of. I'll have someone drop off a headset later on." She then turned around and left before I could say anything. I stare at the doors, trying to work up the nerve to go through them and get the check-up over with. I don't have a problem with doctors, especially if they're cute, single, and drive a convertible; it's just that I hate needles, shots, and can't handle the sight of blood/gore. Even if I know it's fake. Don't know why, it just creeps me out. Taking a deep breath I think, "It's now or never." and walk through the doors. I look around and my anxiety lessens some. It looks like a normal clinic, well with the exception of it being in a distant galaxy.

"Maxine?" someone asks. I turn my head to where the voice was coming from and see a cute, scruffy doctor (I think. He looks like a doctor) walking towards me. I try and talk but my voice has suddenly decided to leave me so I just nod. He smiles and sticks out his hand saying, "Carson Beckett."

My stomach does a flip-flop and I can't help but think, "When I visit Earth I'm going to treat Daniel to where ever he wants to go." I shake his hand and will my legs not to turn to jelly. "Call me Max." I manage to say.

"Alrigh' Max. If ya jus' come this way we'll get started." Carson says, motioning to one of the partitioned spaces.

Oh, God he's Scottish and dreamy. He's already got two of the requirements for my perfect guy. Where as he been all my life? I just grin and follow him. The check up isn't as bad as I thought it would be. It's just the usual stuff, and since I don't have the Ancient Gene he gives me a shot that will supposedly deliver the Gene into my system…I have no idea how it works, I was horrible at science. And since Carson gives me the shot I don't freak out like I normally would. I wonder if he has the same effect on all the women on the base.

"Jus' one more thing." He says after the shot. "I noticed on your record that you have asthma, is that correct?"

I nod. "I've had it since I was little."

"Ah." He says, making a note on his chart.

Ok, now I'm starting to get worried. "Is there anything wrong?" I ask.

"Oh, nothin' for you to worry about, lass. Do you take any meds for it?"

"250/50 of Advair twice a day and then Abuterol whenever I need it." I say.

Carson just nods and makes more notes on the chart.

"I've brought plenty of refills, if that's what you're wondering about." I volunteer.

"Oh I'm not worried about that. I jus' like to know who has what around here."

Right. "That sounds good since it's your job to make sure that people don't pass out for any unexplained reason." I say. Oh my God did I just say that? What was I thinking? Go ahead Max, just go ahead and make an ass out of yourself in front of the dreamy doctor.

Carson smiles and says, "Oh you'd be surprised at what happens around here."

Ok, time to go before you dig yourself any deeper. I stand and make my out of the infirmary. As the doors close I feel my cheeks heat up and I make my way to my quarters avoiding eye contact. So much for a good first impression. The rest of my first day passes without any more embarrassing moments. I arrive back from the infirmary to find that all my stuff has arrived. I dig though a few boxes until I find what I'm looking for; my laptop. It's practically an electronic me; it has all my favorite music, pictures, andstories on it. I turn it on and then open up my music player. Gotta have music when it's just me, otherwise it's kind of creepy. Plus when it's just me I can crank it up as loud as I want and not have my roommate complain, but there's always the people next, above and below us who don't have the same taste in music that I do so I always am careful to keep it down but loud enough so I can hear it when I'm in the next room. I hit play and smile as the first notes to 'Scornocopia' play. Your rough beauty catches my breath Trashed flashed and too much make-up Spiked-heeled sky-scraped But baby you got some guts With your toothy grin around your gun What did you say? Wanna die young die young That's what you said That's what you did Your such a cliché Behind your mirrored shades...

I do a little dance to the music as I make my way to the first box and open it. By the time I'm ready to fall asleep on my feet I've managed to unpack some clothes, pictures of my parents, Dave (my boyfriend), Tori and Hugh (sister and brother), Cindy (one of my best friends), me andShawn (another best friend) at Halloween dressed as a Jedi Knight and a Goastbuster (in that order); I'm holding a lightsaber made from metal piping and he's wearing an actual buster pack, and me when I was younger with Commander Bun-Bun (my teddy bear). I still have him and brought him along. What? I'm sure there are lots of people out there who still sleep with a stuffed animal of some kind. I leave the rest for later. I don't have the energy to make the bed so I crash on the couch. It's one of those overstuffed deals and so comfortable that I don't want to ever get up. As I drift off to sleep I can't help but think that my stay here is gonna be fun.

A/N: Ok,this ismy third shot at a POV story. I'll be up front and admit that it's a bit MarySue-ish. The story follows my 'Dark Secret' story where Rodney gets Laura pregnanat but she marries Carson...I won't tell the whole thing, go read it yourself for the background. It's been unbeta-ed so all mistakes are mine, the only thing I own is the character Max. Do people like it or is it really bad?