A/N: I was watching Season 3 episode The Return I & II and this little plot bunny popped into my head. When Keller is introduced it's established that she's been on Atlantis for a while, so theres nothing to say she wasn't there during this episode. But in my world, not only was she there, she was in an established relationship with our favorite Satedan! Please review if you enjoy! This is already finished so updates will come quickly! -Punk

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis or Train

You and I were friends from outer space
Afraid to let go
The only two who understood this place
And as far as we know
We were way before our time
As bold as we were blind
Just another perfect mistake
Another bridge to take
On the way of letting go

Train - This Ain't Goodbye

SGASGASGA

48 hours left

All over the city activity quieted as Dr. Weir's voice sounded over the citywide intercom. Then, as her speech continued, all activity slowed, and then came to a stop. What they were hearing it was…it had to be a mistake. Didn't it?

"As many of you know, the Deadalus encountered an Ancient warship traveling at near light speeds while we were conducting the Pegasus/Milky Way Gate Bridge test flight. The ancients on board have since been transported back to Atlantis and…they have expressed a great deal of gratitude for our guardianship of the city. However, it has…been decided that effective immediately the Atlantis Expedition will be put on indefinite hold. We will be returning occupancy of the city to the Ancients and evacuating all Atlantis personnel back to Earth. I…would like to reiterate how very proud I am of each and every one of you and the work you have done here on Atlantis over these last two years. I know you will all excel in whatever challenges your paths may bring you when we return to earth. I'm incredibly thankful for the time we've had together, as brief as it was. Please take the following 48 hours to make whatever preparations you need in order to get ready to leave. And Godspeed."

After the intercom cut out it took Jennifer a few moments to realize how tightly she was gripping the tablet in her hand, her knuckles had turned white as she stared at the wall. She blinked a few times as she became aware of the alarmed and confused sounds of the other staff, their voices toppling over one another as they tried to make sense of what they'd heard.

"This can't be real!"

"Leaving Atlantis?"

"I always knew the Ancients were bad news."

"This is so unfair!."

Jen's eyes connected with Marie and then Carson. He looked confused and concerned and she, a little bit pissed.

A hand came down on her arm and she looked at it and then at the face attached to it. "Are you okay?"

Jen shook her head at the marine in the bed she'd been finishing up with when the announcement started. "I'll be right back."

She turned and placed the tablet in the opening at the end of the bed, shrugging out of her lab coat without breaking her stride as she headed for the door.

She wasn't okay.

She was nauseous and too hot and her chest hurt and her hands were shaking.

She was freaking the hell out.

SGASGASGA

Ronon's eyebrows knit together as Weir's words rung in his ears. Across from him at the lunch table Lorne's face betrayed the same confusion and anger he felt. Throughout the mess the words were settling in, their meaning becoming clear and the off duty scientists, marines and pilots were starting to talk, complain, commiserate, trying to process this sudden shift in their orders.

He stood, his lunch tray uncharacteristically untouched. He didn't care about their worry. Their anger.

There was only one person he cared about in that moment.

The burning twist in his gut told him everything was about to change, and not for the better.

"Ronon?" Lorne started, unsure of the guarded, worried look settling in across the Satedan's face. But before he could finish the man was disappearing out into the hallway.

SGASGASGA

Jen ran through the halls. She was overreacting, she was sure. It wasn't exactly dignified to be sprinting through the halls when there was no medical emergency. But, she supposed, they didn't know there was no medical emergency, so she ran all the faster in the direction her heart told her to go.

She rounded a corner and was three steps into the first flight of stairs that led to the Mess Hall level when she heard her name.

"Jennifer."

Her eyes snapped up and her insides broke open at the sight of him. He'd heard, he knew, as well as she did, what Weir's words meant. Not just for their teams, for their jobs. What they meant for them.

"Ronon." She breathed, her body slamming into his on the platform between floors. Her arms locked around his waist and she buried her face in his chest at the same moment that his long arms snaked around her body, one hand on her back, the other pressing against the back of her head.

"What are we going to do?" Jen mumbled, eyes screwed shut, hands fisted in the material of his shirt. She wouldn't cry, not now. Later, she was sure, tears would come, but now, right now, she needed all the energy she had to stay on her feet and keep breathing.

Ronon pressed his face to her hair and pulled her tighter against him. If he was honest in this moment he didn't know who was holding up who. He didn't answer her question. He didn't have an answer. What did the future hold? How would the next 48 hours shape the rest of their lives? He'd thought, in dark places inside he rarely let himself go, that it was unlikely they would get forever together. But, god, he'd thought they'd have more time than this.

All over the city, Jennifer's question fell from the lips of scientists who realized the greatest experiment they'd ever conducted would never be finished. From the mouths of marines who'd fallen in love with a person from a country their country was at war with. It rang in the minds of leaders who knew they'd never find another job as fulfilling, as challenging, as remarkable as this one.

Just what were they going to do now?

TBC