Hope
There was a cold wind blowing around Atlantis. This planet was different than the last one, or at least the place where they had landed was different than the last location. The clouds above were packing and soon there wouldn't be a blue patch left but only grey, a dark shade of grey. It looked like it would be raining soon. Beyond the whistling of the wind between the tall building there was no other sound, no other sound than the beating of her heart. It was the sound of a broken heart, the sound of a heart in pain.
"Kate?" A gentle hand landed on her shoulder and she glanced around at the person who found her out on the balcony. "You should come inside." She shook her head a little and turned back to stare at the ocean and the horizon so far away. A different ocean. A different horizon. "You will get sick." There was a slight tuck, a gesture urging her to comply. "Elizabeth would not want you getting sick."
Elizabeth. Her Elizabeth. The one whom she had loved, had given her heart, her soul and everything else she possessed. Her Elizabeth. Elizabeth.
"Kate?" The voice was soft and caring, and she let go. She just let go. All her strength left her body and she sank down to the ground, disappearing in the arms of her companion, crying. Tears mingled with the rain that came down from the sky, as if the Ancients themselves were weeping for the loss of the once great leader. "I am so sorry." She held on tightly, letting her grief and sorrow be free. "We will find her again. John promised." The voice quivered and she knew in that moment she wasn't alone. Not alone.
As if on cue the sun broke through the clouds, as if a promise was made and this was their way of saying not to give up hope but to believe. Hope and believe.