Ello Ello! So obviously I recently got into a major Stargate Atlantis kick and I got this idea for a major plot bunny combining my love for history and this show. Now you don't need common knowledge of the era because there is going to be a lot changing of history. But if any time in this story you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask =D
Summary: In 1532, Sir Thomas Moore finds himself unknowingly activating a Stargate, no one in Tudor England had heard or seen a trace of Sir Thomas ever since. But he is not gone, he has traveled to the Pegasus Galaxy to an Ancient City called Atlantis, after finding out he has the gene that makes him eligible to join Dr. Elizabeth Weir and her team to explore the Ancient City and fight against Wraiths. 4 years later when the team goes on yet another mission there is a solar flare in the wormhole bringing them on a day that will forever live in infamy in English history: May 19th 1536. At the tower of London John Sheppard gazes his eyes upon the about to be executed Anne Boleyn, he falls instantly in love with her and makes quite a mess as Anne calls it abducting her and taking her to his era. Will these two fall in Love? And will Anne adjust to her life on Atlantis?
Disclaimer: This never happened this is a figment of my sick twisted imagination. I do not own any of the characters but I do admit to owning John Sheppard, he's in my dorm room closet
On The Edge Of Another World
Welcome to The Year 1536:
May 18th 2007, Atlantis: Stargate Operations
"Another day, another planet filled with starving and savage wraiths," Colonel John Sheppard said with a sarcastic tone and a grin on his face. It seemed those days that the only thing that were doing was warding off Wraiths and Genii Soldiers. And Sheppard was no stranger to either. He had been attacked by Wraiths since entering the Pegasus Galaxy and was fed off of by one for torture. Along with that he was most likely common enemy number one to Genii due to his tensions with one of their leaders, Commander Kolya.
"I thought you would be used to it by now," Teyla Emmagan fellow Atlantis team member said as she stretched on the floor by the portal. She often did that before a mission because it kept her grounded and relaxed. "Especially since wraiths seem to be drawn to you like an insect to a flame."
"My point exactly," Sheppard replied with a chuckle, "speaking of beautifully poetic analogies has anyone seen Rodney and Moore or are they fighting like an old married couple again?"
Teyla couldn't help but chuckle at the comment. The two men were good friends but the fact that they both were men of high intelligence proved to be toxic, especially when one proved each other wrong.
"McKay how many times have I told you," A strong English accent filled the room soon all eyes were on the balcony at the sight of two men Dr. Thomas Moore and Dr. Rodney McKay storming across, "you do not have an allergy to citrus fruits! Beckett had run an allergy test on you and you did not have an allergic reaction to Citrus."
Ronon Dex, the biggest and one of the newer members to join aboard Atlantis, rolled his eyes and folded his arms in front of him.
"Here we go again," He mumbled.
"Okay Moore you're supposedly the most brilliant man of your time," McKay retorted as both men began to walk down the stairs, "if I am not allergic to Citrus then why the hell do I break out in hives every time I touch an orange?"
"Because it's in your head," Moore replied as he pointed a finger at his forehead, "back in my time Harry used to pull the same stunt all the time. He'd claim he was sick and physicians would find nothing wrong just a figment of his imagination."
"And it was that defiant behavior that had you not had Ancient blood and stumbled through a Stargate that lost you your head in the first place," McKay retorted.
"Alright children," Sheppard said finally intervening in the two men's Quarrel by stepping in between them and wrapping arms around their shoulders, "you can tell stories about your life in Medieval Times but now we need to focus on getting to this planet and getting this mission done quickly and successfully."
"Colonel!" Another female voice came out.
Sheppard turned ahead to face his leader Dr. Elizabeth Weir not noticing the cracking of the whip motion McKay was jokingly making behind him and Moore elbowing him in the arm.
"Yes Elizabeth," John replied with a rather dashing and charming smile.
"I have gotten word from other Stargate teams that there had been reports of Solar flares in the galaxy," Weir said, "they have been causing quite the mess because the they been sending them to past periods. Now I believed we screwed history enough with Sir Thomas joining our team, so if you wind up somewhere in the past, let us know immediately because there are people specialized in time travel anomalies. It will take awhile so if you do wind up in the past stay hidden and DON'T TOUCH anything that serves an great purpose in history! Even squashing a bug can change everything. However if for instance it is a time you are familiar with for example if you went back into Moore's time, you are allowed to take shelter in one of the villiager's homes so you can hide out until we fix the situation."
Sheppard replied with a salute to his leader he walked to the Stargate with Moore and McKay following behind him. Both men took their weapons and gathered with their fellow team members. All four members, with different personalities and different stories stood in a straight line in front of the portal.
"Alright team," Sheppard said walking back and forth in the view of his team members, "it's the same drill as always, we go in, we find civilization and maybe fight off some hungry wraiths. We stay together and work as a team. Now I was advised by Dr. Weir to tell you that there is a slight possibility that while we are transported we may hit a solar flare and as a result we may thrown off course not only back to Earth but to another time period on Earth. If this were to happen I advise you not to be alarmed and sit tight because it may take minutes, hours, even days. In the meanwhile though we are allowed to ally with one of the historical natives to keep our cover, we are not to touch anything even something as small as killing a bug can change history, we may come back and this place will be taken over by WRAITHS! So remember even if something little strikes your fancy, get it out of your mind you hear me McKay?"
A slight snicker left Moore's lips, except he was this time elbowed by McKay causing a whine to leave his lips.
Teyla smiled and tapped Moore on the shoulder, effectively distracting him from the slight pain in his arm. He smiled and turned his head to his fellow teammate and gave a rather dorky grin.
"Maybe if we accidently travel to your time," She whispered, "you could show me around."
The former Lord Chancellor's face became a beat red before turning it away.
"Well I wouldn't recommend it but if you are eager to see it." He said in a nervous voice.
"Moore loves Teyla," McKay chanted under his breath before Moore elbowed him once again in the shoulder.
"Now before we leave does anyone have any questions?" Sheppard asked his team.
His determined team stood up tall proud and silent. With that he had his answer.
"Alright if no one has any questions or concerns Father Moore do the honors…" Sheppard said with a wink at their most religious member of their team.
The team watched as Moore pulled a rosary out of his pocket before crossing himself and falling to his knees. Most of the team was not religious as Moore, or did they know much about the plethora of religions on earth like Teyla and Ronon. But as an open minded team they accepted all the team members' beliefs and customs as if they were their own, even Moore who used to burn people like famous serial killers learned to accept everyone, it was made the team strong, their ability to learn about others.
"May god keep us through this mission," He said, "and many others…Amen."
"Amen." The team replied before Moore walked down the line so each team member could kiss the rosary.
And with that they went through the portal.
May 18th 1536 London England
The team emerged from the Stargate. Each member with his or her gun raised walked through the area in case Wraiths would emerge. The area was heavily surrounded by woods. What else was new? They followed behind Sheppard moving slowly not to startle any of those pesky starving Wraiths.
Moore though felt something rather odd about this place. It wasn't that he felt uncomfortable, he felt a little too comfortable. It felt like he was….back at home. Maybe he was dreaming, maybe it was another illusion, that was until, they reached the village.
Soon the sound of a gun dropping to the ground brought the team out of their consciousness. The team turned their heads to a rather annoyed looking Dr. McKay.
"Great," The Canadian Doctor growled as Moore walked further away from the group to get a better survey of this familiar territory, "we reached Genii territory! What if it's Kolya's men? I am really in no mood to deal with that bastard especially after last time."
Sheppard cringed when his fellow teammate mentioned Kolya's name. He didn't fear Kolya himself, the Genii commander was nothing to Sheppard but the boogey man from a movie that fell into one of his guilty pleasures The Nightmare Before Christmas. Just a man, who was filled with filth and insects that could easily unravel with a rip of a thread. His shiver came when he thought about his last encounter with Kolya.
Last time, Kolya had kidnapped him, he left him bound and gagged with this white rag that covered half his face. Then he let a starving Wraith feed upon him. Oh the agony was so great that not even biting down on the dirty cloth could diminish the pain that coursed through his body. He was usually brave, but at that moment though he didn't show it….he was terrified.
"This isn't Genii territory," Moore said interrupting the Colonel's thoughts, "we're in England…..sometime in the mid-late 1530s."
Sheppard walked to Moore's side so he could get a better view of the people, followed by the rest of the team. Yes they were peasants that dressed somewhat like Genii but maybe they could be someone from their kin, or it just part of their culture. It wasn't the first time another planet's culture reminded Moore of his home and his time.
Teyla walked to Moore's side and placed her hand on his broad shoulder. He confided in her the most about his past since she knew what is was like to come from a different land, with a different way of life. Some things in his past were great and happy; others were painful and difficult to hear. But she wanted to be by his side encase these people triggered his horrible past memories.
"How do you even know?" McKay said before walking away from the team to retrieve his fallen gun.
Moore closed his eyes and bowed his head towards the ground.
"How can I not remember my own home," He mused, "how could I remember the sights the sounds…
"Uh guys," McKay said, "I think we have company."
The team turned around and saw a carriage abruptly stopping in front of them.
"Moore since we are possibly in your time," Sheppard began looking sternly into Moore's eyes, "I want you to ask you to talk to this stranger and see if we could hide out in his quarters until Weir has the means to get us back to our team."
Moore's face turned white. He tried to keep a brave front but he was terrified. He didn't know how long he had been gone? Days? Weeks? Months? Years? What if they thought he was some type of drunk or a joke? And if they accepted the fact that he was who he said he was…he was scared of what might happen. One of the first things he was told when he stumbled into Atlantis that if he stayed in his time, his ultimate fate would have been beheading. He remembered the chill that traveled down his spine and the nightmares he had for weeks following that piece of traumatizing news. What if he was caught and then beheaded for abandoning and fleeing England? He was indeed at the time, still Lord Chancellor, what he did was technically treason!
"Sheppard," Moore replied looking at the Colonel with dark eyes just as stern as his counterpart, "I don't think I could perform such a task it's too dangerous for me. For if it is the king or one of my enemies in that carriage I could be arrested and beheaded for high-"
Sheppard placed his hand on the other man's shoulder.
"Don't worry," He said, "you will not be beheaded. We won't let that happen. If this is indeed your time you know the protocol and you can guide us through here and god forbid you are caught and arrested remember our promise to each other, no man left behind."
Moore shook his head and took a deep breath. He was right. For 44 years of his life he lived in Tudor England. He knew how everything worked, he knew the mannerisms around court and life. It was up to him to show them around. He turned around and gave Sheppard his pistol before whispering:
"Just in case the man in that carriage is the-"
"Moore?" A familiar voice said interrupting his sentence.
The former Lord Chancellor turned around and there stood a tall and lanky man who like him wore all black. He furrowed his brow to the man that called to him. Who could forget that voice? That voice came from a clever, cunning and brilliant man who rise was as fast as a flame. He growled and began to walk towards him. And with a snarl he spoke:
"I never thought I would see you again you slimy sneaky no good her-"
"I am guessing that he must be Mr. Thomas Cromwell…excuse me Sir Thomas Cromwell I forgot you were knighted," McKay said raising his hand as he walked next to Moore, "I thought you said he was the only person in court that understood you."
"Thanks Rodney you ruined my joke," Moore grumbled as he slapped McKay lightly at the back of his head.
"Ow!" Lantean doctor cried, "you could have given me a concussion."
"I tapped you lightly, not hit you over the head with a metal bat!" The former Lord Chancellor grumbled as the rest of the team surrounded the three men.
Cromwell stood in amazement at the men, and woman….Women were allowed to fight in wars eh? Moore must have traveled to a place with modern ideas and views. Looking at the strange objects they carried, some of which lit up on their own, it was definitely more advanced than England's. If the King saw this he would probably have a fit. They even wore strange looking though, though, Moore wearing black was a typical sight.
"Should I even ask where you disappeared to?" Cromwell asked raising an eyebrow in intrigue, "and do these people who you travel with have names?" He paused to point at the grumpy looking man, "I am assuming your name is Rodney?"
"Actually it's Dr. Rodney McKay," McKay said walking forward and letting out a hand for the other man to shake, "And you should know since I have read a great deal about you it's an honor to meet you in person."
Cromwell looked down at McKay's stretched out hand before looking back at the other man's eyes. Was this a way of greeting people in Moore's new home? It was rather odd.
"It is a pleasure to meet you too Dr. McKay but I didn't realize I was that famous," Cromwell said with his cheeks turn, "I don't mean to intrude, but why is your hand out like that?"
"He's greeting you Mr. Cromwell," Moore said, "handshakes aren't just used for agreements where my team and I come from."
Cromwell raised an eyebrow in amazement before taking Dr. McKay's hand and shaking it gently.
The next man who stepped forward looked somewhat like Moore, they certainly shared the hair color and nose. He had a strong muscular build. Cromwell hated to think it, he had even stronger build than the King.
"Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard," The athletic man named Sheppard spoke as he shook his hand, "it's always an honor to meet another soldier."
Cromwell's eyes widened. It seemed these people knew a lot about him without even meeting him. But what made him curious was how this Sheppard knew about his days as a soldier when he made an effort to keep this secret. But before Cromwell could answer, the exotic looking woman walked forward and took his face in her hands. He then gently touched her forehead to his before stepping back.
"I am Teyla Emmagan, Daughter of Tagan," The woman who revealed herself as Teyla said. As weird as her greeting was she seemed very friendly, "Dr. Moore is a very good friend of ours, he has told us of your close friendship when he lived here, if you are a friend to Moore then you are a friend to us as well."
"I am glad to have your friendship Lady Teyla," Cromwell replied.
Finally the biggest one of the group stepped forward. Now Cromwell had seen his share of large men fighting the war, but this man was…beastly huge. He was even bigger than the king and that Sheppard fellow. Hell the man was the size of a grizzly bear. He stared up the man with wide eyes.
"There's no need to be scared of him Mr. Cromwell," McKay said again, "he may seem like a tough guy but he is actually a teddy bear."
The big man turned his head to Moore. And once again the former Lord Chancellor's large hand swatted at McKay's head.
"Ow stop that!" McKay cried.
"I am Ronan Dex," He said, "Rodney recently made me read a book about you called Wolf Hall, you have the heart of a warrior and you've earn my respect."
"There's a book written about me?" Cromwell said raising an eyebrow even more in intrigue. That probably explained how that Colonel Sheppard knew about his past as a soldier. He knew well that only the most famous people get books written about them and that usually didn't happen till….long after they were dead. It made Cromwell wonder not only where did they come from but when? "Where exactly do you all come from?"
"Mr. Cromwell," Moore said looking sternly into the other man's eyes, "I don't know how to explain this to you without confusing and alarming you, but the night I disappeared I fell into a Stargate bringing me into the year 2004 aboard a ship called Atlantis. To make a long story short that same glitch that brought me aboard the ship brought us all here. Obviously we don't have to worry about being trapped in this time period for the rest of our lives but we are stuck here temporarily. Of course we cannot wander around here because it's dangerous so I am asking as a friend, will you let us lodge with you tonight? And I will explain everything further once we arrive."
Cromwell looked just as sternly to the team. He didn't know the rest of Moore's companions very well but he knew Moore was someone to be trusted. If he could trust Moore he could trust the rest of the team. Besides what harm could they do?
"Of course," He said bowing his head, "I was going to stay at my home because I am attending an execution tomorrow, which I will explain after you explain to me what happened to you and where you all came from now come on before someone sees you."
And with that the Lanteans followed Cromwell into his carriage. Little did Cromwell know he was about to unwittingly lead the team into opening Pandora's box….
Next Up: Cromwell tells Moore about what has changed since he disappeared, we are introduced to Anne Boleyn and we watch as Colonel Sheppard become just as Enamored with Anne Boleyn as King Henry VIII did centuries ago.
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