Looking back on the whole situation, Finn had a feeling that a simple mission to take out a mercenary gang threatening an ally planet couldn't go wrong. As a commander, she should have better prepared mentally, for the worst-case scenario.

Finn and the rest of the team were in the heart of the base camp, and were picking off the thugs one by one. The situation was looking hopeful so the team was relaxing their guard a bit, confident the day was won. Then John noticed a guy sneak out from the corner of the room, he had to be the leader, he was decked out in different armor from the rest of the others.

He had in his arms what looked to be a bomb. Pulling a wire from the side of it, it began to tick ominously. "Fall back, we have to get the hell out of here!" It seemed the thugs wouldn't give this place up, and would sacrifice themselves for it. He made sure everyone got out of the exit, before heading out himself. Noticing Finn was absent from the others, he turned back. She was at the far side of the room, caught in some debris. "Go!" Finn yelled, "It's too dangerous to come back for me! You'll all get killed!" He didn't leave people behind, but was unable to come to her aid, as the bomb on the other side of the room exploded. He was thrown back from the blast as smoke filled the area.

XX

"Nothing over here." "She's not here." The team was in the ruins of the area, searching desperately for Finn. There was no trace of her, no corpse, nothing. "So where the hell did she go?" John asked, annoyed and worried. "You guys have to see this…" Ronon said, from the other room. The others hurried over to where he was.

In a small area, what used to be some sort of armory was a message on the wall, printed in blood. It read, "The biotic has been taken, and we will have answers."

They all stared at the wall, in complete shock.