Genre: SciFi
Summary: That was the LAST thing she thought would come through the gate
Archiving: Ask first Please….
Pairings: Ah…I dunno, Sparky later on…
It was the last thing Elizabeth thought would come through the gate. Okay, so maybe not the last thing, but pretty dang close. Walking through the rippling blue surface of the event horizon, was Major John Sheppard and the rest of his team. Now, that in itself is not drop dead shocking, but it was not them she was interested in the moment. It was the thing, or person really, that they had with them.
Being restrained by Lt. Ford and John, was a short girl of about 13, with medium brown hair at a chin length height, back in a small ponytail that was coming down. Yes, this came as a shock to Elizabeth, the child was being restrained. Elizabeth needed to know more.
"Let me go! You bastards!" was the first sentence that reached the Doctor's ears. Going do the steps, she reached the team, seeing details she hadn't from the control center. Everyone was bruised and dirty, the girl and ford were bleeding slightly. She was still giving full gusto to trying to get out of their grasp. As Elizabeth reached the team, she raised an eyebrow at the newcomer. "What happened, Major Sheppard? Everyone looks so…grungy. The negotiations didn't go as planned?" The major laughed slightly, shaking his head. "It did…until we found out their little secret project." Elizabeth was confused. "What?"
"Do you remember that little feast thing that we did? Well uh…well, tell the doctor your name." he nudged the girl. She gave the Major a very familiar look before speaking. "My name…is Elizabeth Weir." Okay. NOW, It was the last thing she had thought would come through the gate.