Note: Normally, I would put "Author's Note", but I'm not really the author of this story. This was actually all done by the love able SerenBunny. Maybe if I feel like it (actually come up with a really good idea), I'll write the next chapter/sequel. I would also like to point out, I do not have a crush on anything to do with John, but hey, it makes for good story writing.

Note 2: This is SerenBunny, I would like to point our three things: 1) I know that there are plot holes (huge gaping ones non the less) but that is because of 2) this was made for Lady Dark Hope as a sorry gift and was written in the space of two hours and 3) just love teasin' ya girly!

Note 3: This has (finally) began to be edited. It might take a while, but we will be fixing hte mistakes/plot holes and OCCness that is abound. That being said, please continue to read and review (critique is encouraged!)

Now, on to the story!

"Are you sure you should be touching that, John?" Carson asked, fixing his tight BDUs as he, John, Rodney, Teyla and Ronon sat in the Puddle Jumper.

"Yeah, sure Doc, done it a million times," John reassures him.

"Correction you've done it a million times. Us normal non gene carriers, not so much," Rodney says with a glower.

"Where are we going again?" Ronon interrupted, looking to John and then Carson, for an answer as he leaned back casually on the wall.

"We're going to test this jumpers hyperspace capabilities wit the device from the ancient suppository." Rodney sighs once again. 'For the millionth time, Conan!'

"Aye, well, what the bloody hell am I here fur, then? You don't need me unless... You don't plan on getting hurt, do you?" Carson asked with worry.

"Hey, we don't plan on getting hurt," John replied, and double checked the monitors, before nodding to Rodney. "It just happens that way. And you're with us, Carson, because Elizabeth would worry too much if we went alone while testing the device." Without even waiting for a reply, John calmly says, "Start her up McKay."

"Never a 'please', never a 'thank you'," said the genius man, scowling. He begins to press the buttons on the ships upper belly, glancing at his data pad occasionally. "This device should enable us to travel between the two galaxies and arrive at a gate that is within an hours travel of Earth."

After a second or two a hyperspace window opens up and the Puddle Jumper shoot right in. In a total of five seconds, Rodney manages to fall backwards on to his butt. Teyla goes over and helps him up.

"What is happening?" She asks as the puddle jumper falls out of hyperspace in front of a large planet. Teyla glanced around the HUD and frowned at the space debris littered around the planet.

"Wow." John breathed and looked to the open space in front of him. "It's it's-."

"Home," Rodney gasped, stepping forward to press the glass in front of him, thinking it was an illusion. "We did it. We've done it! WE'RE HOME! WAHOO!"

"But how did we get to Earth with only one jump? I thought the device could only be extended so far before it was destroyed- Rodney!" Teyla ended as sparks began to fly from one of the consoles.

"This is the United States Air Force. Identify yourself. You are entering
protected air space," The radio buzzed.

"This is Major John Sheppard, of the Atlantis expedition, requesting immediate back up and longitude and latitude, to land," John replied and began to struggle with the controls.

"This is NASA. There are no ships outside Earth with this command. We have no knowledge of who you claim to be. Stay where you are and Shuttle One will arrive there momentarily. I repeat, stay where you are or you will be fired out of the sky."

Rodney and John exchanged looks, just before John replied. "We're sinking like a stone here! Losing altitude! The power is going out and we need a place to land!"

o0o

Elsewhere, or directly underneath, a young woman of 24 sat on a deck chair overlooking the great Atlantic Ocean with her friend, a young 19 year old.

"Ya know, Dara, this was a great idea," The larger of the two girls, also the youngest, commented as she slipped her shades above her eyes.

"Yeah, I know, Kimberley. Could life get any better than this?" Dara replied with a question. She sipped at her still water, settled it back on the table between the two of them, then sighed in content as the sun shined down on them. "Shame about the Stargate convention."

But, like all peace, it must end.

"Hey! What's with the shadow?" Dara asked as she was looking up into the sky. Kimberley brought out a pair of binoculars from her bag. "Wow! You do pack everything, don't cha?"

"Everything but the kitchen sink. Hey, does that look like a ship, or a... I dunno. It looks familiar though," Kimberley says and hands the binoculars over to the older girl.

"Yeah, it looks like a... No! It can't be?" Dara gasped and both girls jumped up. "It looks like a Puddle Jumper!"

Both girls watched in morbid fascination, as the ship turned from a speck, then into a blob, just before alarmingly it started to take shape as it powered towards them.

"Oh my god! It's going to crash!" Kimberley exclaimed and grabbed Dara, hauling her to safety. Within minutes, the ship was almost on Earth.

o0o

"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" Rodney screamed as he hugged the back of Carson's chair.

John shared a sparing glance at Ronon, who grabbed McKay by his shoulder and applied pressure, the scientist calming down for fear of Ronon moving the wrong way.

"Doc, I'm gonna need you to help over here!" John ordered. "You've got just as strong an ancient gene as me, with the two of us it'll stop quicker."

"What the bloody hell can I do? I'm a doctor, not a bloody fighter pilot!" Carson exclaimed, moving over to help regardless.

"Just think about slowing us down Carson," Teylas says, placing a calming hand on his shoulder.

o0o

Suddenly the ship stopped moving as fast, then hovered above the ground before dropping like a stone. The two girls stared at the ship. Kimberley carefully reaches over to touch the ship.

"Don't do that!" Dara exclaimed and slaps Kimberleys hand. "It just fell from the sky, it's got to be hot!"

"Sorry, brains on vacation, too," she replies to her writing buddy.

"Eh well, after your year it's okay but please, don't have everyone thinking I'm a murderer or something, just because you go yourself hurt!" Dara reprimanded her before grinning. "Who do you think is in there?"

"Why don't we find out?" Kimberley asked, a cheeky smile on her face.

"Oh! I have an idea!" Dara interjected, a grin forming on her face.

"Don't you always?" Her friend replied.

Picking up a sturdy pair of sticks, she hands one to her bemused friend, before whacking it on the door panel. "Knock, Knock!"

o0o

Everyone stopped moving when they heard the back door being hit with what sounded like a weapon.

"Everyone ready?" John asks.

Carson sat with a handgun, as John slowly came up beside Rodney. Ronon pulled his gun from its holster and aimed it at the door, while Teyla stood in a fighting position.

John nodded and opened the door, revealing two armed human girls. Both had brown hair, the taller one looking about 16, while the rounder girl looked about 20. The younger looking one was wearing a brown skirt and a tube top and the older looking one had on a white gypsy skirt with a long sleeved white top. Both were bare footed and standing in the grass, with a large stick hanging lifelessly from their hands. Without a word being mentioned, the girls turned to each other and pinched themselves.

"Ow." Kimberley winced and Dara nodded. "You think?"

"Has to be, I mean."

"What about that casa thingy?"

"You mean the Cascade failure? Why do you always forget that?"

"Hey! You're American? And Scottish?" Rodney tried to interrupt from behind their discussion.

"Great if-it is! I wonder which season?" The smaller girl continued, nonplussed with the warriors looking at them. "Well chickas still here, so not four?"

"And no pick up truck, so it's not one, must be two."

"Why are we talking in code?"

"Seems like a good idea." The younger looking one shrugged. "Hi, I'm Dara and this is Kimberley. And you are?"

John nodded to her with a smile. "Major John Sheppard, Weapons Specialist Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Doctor Rodney McKay, and..."

"CARSON BECKETT!" The older looking one, Kimberley, exclaimed.

Dara grabbed Kimberley by the shoulders and said, "Do. Not. Glomp."

Kimberley nodded and Dara let her go. Kimberley slumped along the wall to the floor. "Ohmygod."

"Are you all right?" Carson asked, a little scared that they knew who they were (well him anyways) but ignored it as she remained slumped down on the ground.

"Oh yeah, meeting the man of my dreams-I did not just say that out loud!" Kimberleys eyes jumped to the size of dinner plates.

"Hey, Kim. Want your foot?" Dara grinned, then laughed out loud as Kimberley nodded.

"Excuse me but can someone please explain how the hell we ended up on Earth instead of a few gates away and why NASA didn't recognise Sheppard?" Rodney asked, annoyed that everyone forgot about him.

"Wait, you mean you aren't actors?" Dara asked, her brilliant brain was busting a move to figure this out. "And you just came from Atlantis?"

"Well, MP4-5G3 to be precise." Rodney replied.

"Okay, you know about Alternate Realities and that?" Dara continued and motioned for the scientist and waited for Rodney to nod. "I think you're in one."

Rodneys eyes widened while John stlumped on the spot with a sigh. Ronon looked t Teyla and shrugged his 'what the hell are we in now?' shrug.

"What do you think is broken?" Kimberley asked, her face slowly returning to normal color, as Carson helped her to stand up. "Ya know, they could just reverse it..."

"They might chance blowing themselves up," Dara replied as she moved to sit down to think.

"Actually we were given instructions to come here. Now, I know, this might sound strange, but..." John trailed off, looking for someone else to explain it.

"There was a message with the device telling us to come here for a ZPM," Ronon replied casually.

"Wait, what?" Carson looked between them. "I didn't know about this!"

"It was with the device. There was a coded email addressed to us." Rodney explained with a sigh of exasperation.

"Don't you find that a little bit suspicious? Dara asked them. "Who would leave you a note to something that would bring you here?"

"We traced the email; it came through the gate when a solar flare occurred." Rodney revealed.

"So it came from the past? Or future?" Dara drowned.

Kelly frowned. "We don't have any-"

"Working ZedPMs, we know. It's the plans that we need," Rodney interrupted her. "You see, in the SGC, O'Neill's plans were destroyed by him after he built the first one, but if we get a hold of the plans we might be able to make a new one with a completely different power source."

"And since the basic functions of Atlantis run with adapted Naquardia power outlets, you can use them as a base line!" Dara snapped her fingers and grinned, then it fell. "But we'd need to get a hold of the company for that, and erm..."

"What do you mean we?" John asked, his eyebrows disappearing above his hair.

"Hey you got us into this thing!" Dara replied uncharacteristically. "We can help-you don't know this world, plus we can stop you from getting glomped."

"Glomped? Tortured?" Ronon asked, interest peaked.

"She means what I was going to do to Doctor Beckett," Kimberley replied politely, as her pulse was being checked again by the dishy doctor. "But, wasn't that episode script sold on eBay recently?"

"And the plans too! Isn't that a bit of a coinkidink?" Dara asked, her eyebrows disappearing too.

o0o

Sitting in Dara and Kimberleys hotel room, the Atlantis crew waited for the girls to find some information.

"I still don't get why they won't let me near their computers," Rodney sulked.

Carson laughed. "Ach, don't feel bad, Rodney. They're, well... Kimberley is no letting me near hers and Dara already told you why."

"But, I wouldn't destroy it!" He cried out.

"Okay, found it!" Dara and Kimberley announced in sync.

"Name is Joe Comprse. Hey! He lives two blocks from my house!" Dara exclaims in shock. "He always said the show was gay…"

o0o

A short time later John, Teyla, Ronon, Rodney, Carson, Kimberley, and Dara sat in the Puddle Jumper, trying to figure out a plan.

"I'll go in first, asking to see his latest acquisition," Dara began.

"And if that does not work, I will try to distract him." Teyla smiled evilly.

"And if that doesn't work, we can sic Ronon on him? NO OFFENCE!" Kimberley exclaimed as Ronon grinned at her.

"None taken," He replied, then changed his positing to lean closer to her. "So, when are you going to tell, the Doc, you like him?"

Kimberleys brain ceased to function. Her face turned red, then blue.

"Dammit! Not again!" Dara cursed and walked over to her.

"Again? What happened?" Carson asked as he entered from the front of the ship.

"She was like this when we first bumped into Paul McGillion and he told her that he had read her fic. She laughed, then exclaimed 'What', then stopped breathing," Dara said as she sighed.

"Anyone know CPR?" Rodney asked, his concern growing. 'They can't do our bidding if they're unconscious!'

"I have a better way," Dara grinned. "OH MY GOD! CARSON IN HIS BIRTHDAY SUIT!"

"Oh My GOD! GIVE ME THE CAMERA! WHERE?" Kimberley shot up. "DARA! That's nasty!"

Said girl, continued to cackle.

Carson began to blush and was saved from teasing when John's voice called out, "We're almost there."

"Oh guys, I have an exclamation!" Kimberley 'ohed'.

"Epiphany," Dara muttered under her breath, connection made between her and Hook.

"Why don't you guys just go in and ask for it, as it's needed for a new script, but he can have..." She trailed off, looking around the ship. "This emergency back pack instead!"

"Or they could sign everything?" Dara amended. "But you need to remember to sign it your actors names. When we get to the house I'll show you a picture of what it should look like, I don't think he will notice quickly."

The others agreed to that idea.

o0o

A while later, the group, except for Rodney, leaves the Puddle Jumper and make their way towards the front door of Joe's house. They rang the door bell, hoping someone was home.

Joe Comprse opened his door in shock. "JoeJasonPaulRachel... Brain fart." He then fainted.

"Well, that was easy," John replied, then both he and Ronon picked up the unconscious teenager, before dragging and depositing him on the couch.

Dara and John took the upstairs of the two stories, with Teyla and Ronon looking around the rest of the house, leaving Kimberley and Carson to stay with the unconscious Stargate fan.

o0o

Kimberley kept her eyes anywhere but Carson as he tried to make Joe more comfortable.

"So..." she spoke, trying to break the uncomfortable silence. "Read any good books?"

"In Atlantis? Only the survival guide." He laughed as she gawked.

"That's for real?"

Carson nodded and sat next to her on the love seat. "So, tell me about yourself."

"Uh well, I'm from Glasgow, in Scotland uh, obviously! I'm 19 and erm, study psychology…" Kimberley began to do so, easing into the conversation and slowly returning her face to normal color.

o0o

"So, how'd you meet Kimberley?" John asked, sweeping through the room, as Dara investigated the insides, looking for the package.

"On the net. Not like that!" She rolled her eyes as his cut to look at her in shock. "She wrote a fic about saving characters, that she felt was needed. I was one of her most often reviewers, then I began writing my own fic and she became a friend over e-mails. We've wrote a few things together. Pain in the ass to get stuff from, but generally nice girl."

With an exclamation, Dara fell from sight and John whirled around. He jumped over the bed to help. While trying to help her up he fell, bumping their heads together.

"Ow," Dara moaned from her spot on the floor. "But hey, progress!"

John looked over her chest, past her extended arm and grinned. There, underneath Joe's bed, was all his Stargate stuff and a box marked 'scripts'.

o0o

"...talked for a few months. She gets my insanity levels, and Dara is a really cool person to talk with. Her writing is THE best thing ever, and she keeps you guys more in character than I did, but I suppose that's 'cause she is way smarter than me." Kimberley finished, and her eyes showed that she didn't want a round of 'Oh I know your probably just as smart...' She knew the truth though. Her friend was much better at her style of writing.

Silence, once again, reigned over them.

"So, what do you guys plan on doing when you get the script?" Kimberley asked, playing with her fingers and then cracking them.

"Fix the... Stop that!" Carson demanded. "Do you know the damage you're doing to your cartilage?"

Kimberley's face turned red and she stammered out an apology.

o0o

"Uh, can you move your legs?" Dara demanded. John apologised as he rolled away from her.

John bent down and helped her up. "So, why were you guys on holiday?"

"We were going to be going to the convention, but after she got a shadow medic stuck on her it wasn't as fun, so we decided to catch some rays. Then you all showed up." Dara continued and began to rummage through the box.

Not being able to take the silence, John begins to ask, "How are you and she..."

"-friends? Yeah, if we bumped into each other in the street normally, we'd freak each other out, but because we connected on the net we just clicked," she finished, still flipping through the box. "Boy, this dude is whack."

John raised his eyebrow. "And you guys just met up? Didn't you think she'd be..."

"Look Sheppard, you just can't make up that insanity," she cuts him off, completely serious. Without warning she says, "'The Fifth Race script', complete with ZPM sketches, check."

John knew he made her mad, so instead of making things worse, he nodded and took point.

Ronon waved him down and Teyla kept Dara quiet as the neared the living room door.

'What?' Dara mouthed.

Teyla nodded her head towards the room, where Carson and Kimberley were looking into each other's eyes. It was then that a groan alerted them to the fact that Joe was waking.

Carson checked to see that he didn't have a concussion, before the Atlantis group signed one of the other scripts that Dara had grabbed. After a few minutes they left the house, to return to the clearing and the puddle jumper.

o0o

Rodney glared at the screen in front of him. "Stay with the stupid ship, Rodney. Stupid Sheppard. Being stupid like, stupid Kirk. Falling for two stupid girls."

Glancing around the ship, he ran another diagnostic on the ship. "Great! The device is fried! We're stuck here!" Rodney then looks outside, then screams out in alarm.

Two dozen armed to the teeth soldiers were marching towards the general area where the Jumper was sitting, while the gang were in the opposite direction, taking their sweet time about getting there.

'Glad the radios still work on this frequency!' Rodney thought as he activated his ear piece. "Sheppard? We've got company!"

Quickening their pace, the group ran into the back of the ship as Rodney opened it. Rodney then let John take over the controls so he could fly them away from the advancing group.

"That was close!" John grinned. "So…we ready to go home?"

"Erm, remember to drop us off first?" Dara asked, grimacing as Kimberley elbowed her. "What? You want to go up against soul sucking vampires from space?"

"No, but still..." she trailed off. "Sorry."

"Actually, we can't leave. Not yet," Rodney admitted and everyone paused to look at him.

"Say what?" Dara demanded.

"See, it looks like this," Rodney says as he holds up the device, a small microchip encased in an Ancient crystal. "Any idea where we can-what am I saying?"

Rodney laughed to himself. "It's a piece of ancient technology! Of course there isn't anything like it here."

Kimberley pursed her lips and Dara looked at her. "Either you gotta go or you have an idea..."

"Where's my bag?" Kelly nodded.

John pointed above them and Ronon got it for her. Kelly say on the floor of the pubble jumper and then dumped the contents onto the floor, looking for something wordlessly.

"Where the bloody hell did you stash all that stuff?" Carson asked as the mounds of books, make up, money, technology, paper, pens, sweets, and cell phone came from the medium sized bag.

"Dunno, it just packs a lot of stuff," Kimberley replied as she pulled out her Nintendo DS and a mini screw driver.

A few minutes later, Dara clicked on to what she was doing. She grabs the PS3 from the pile, another tiny screw driver, and starts taking off the back.

Some minutes pass before Dara lets out a triumphant 'ahha!' and held out a small chip, exactly like the one Rodney had in his hand, minus the ancient casing. Dara held it back when he lunged for it.

"What do you wish to trade?" Teyla asked while Carson and John looked around for something to bribe the fan girls with.

"Hmmm, I have an idea." Kimberley grinned and pulled Dara over as she began whispering. A quick whack to the back of the head ended that hope. "Sorry."

"There's nothing on the ship that we can part with, including the personnel," Carson interrupted with a grimace. "Surely you couldn't just make do with our siggies?"

"Hey Kim, you still got that crush?" Dara grinned evilly, eyes twinkling.

"The same as you," she replied with a pointed look.

The nodded to each other, then called Teyla over. The guys tried leaned in, only turning away as the girls looked back. When Teyla turned to them, they looked ready for any request, except for what they wanted. Ten minutes later they landed on the ground. Ronon, Rodney, and Teyla stayed inside the ship as Kimberley and Carson stood on one side and John and Dara on the other.

o0o

Kimberley was looking at the ground and Carson hooked his thumbs into his pockets, both equally embarrassed.

"Sorry it's just, erm, that is," Kimberley stuttered and then leaned backwards on the ship. "Gah! I'm pure mega nervous man."

Carson mouth quirked in mirth. He stepped forward before pressing his lips to hers softly.

o0o

On the other side, Dara was standing with her arms crossed, while John was trying to keep the grin from his face.

"So are we gonna, uh, you know..." He trailed off.

"You do know that the only reason I agreed to this is because she wanted to 'snog' Carson, right?" Dara asked and stepped forward, butterflies swarming in her stomach. "God you are so much like Kirk. It's hilarious!"

"Yeah." He nodded and moved forward, intent on giving her a peck on the lips, not counting on the electricity that sparked between them.

o0o

After ten minutes, the back of the puddle jumper opened and a dishevelled John and Carson stepped into the ship, leaving behind two exhausted but grinning girls.

"Remind me to never annoy you about that bag," Dara mumbled to her as the ship got smaller in space.