Across the Galaxy
Chapter 1: Sweet Dream
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate: Atlantis or any of it's characters.
A/N: Okay, this is my first Stargate: Atlantis fic. This is the reason that when I joined this site, I didn't choose a name that would associate me with SVU fics exclusively. I hope none of my faithful SVU writers hate me for this but I've been a fan of SGA for over a year now and I thought it was time I wrote a fic for it.
A/N: This might take a little time to explain and then the author's note would end up being longer than the whole first chapter. So, I have been watching SGA for a little over a year but I only started watching the new episodes on the sci-fi network until about the middle of the fourth season. I wasn't aware that Weir was gone until "Be All My Sins Remember'd" and that just confused the hell out of me. I didn't know how she had left until I researched it on Wikipedia either. So I hope I've got my facts straight.
A/N: I also hadn't seen the episode "Sunday" until recently when I purchased SGA season three on DVD, though I had been warned that Beckett was dead. And seriously, all I have to say now is Thank God for "Kindred Part II". So have I mentioned enough episodes by name that you by my credibility as a fan?
A/N: I know I'm getting annoying but I still have to tell you about what I've done to the canon of the show in this story. Everything's the same accept Teyla was rescued with the other Athosians in "Kindred Part II". I hope you enjoy the first chapter of my story. Please let me know what you think.
"Where am I?" John Sheppard asked the barren landscape around him.
"I don't know," a familiar voice from behind him said "It's your dream why don't you tell me."
He turned around and his jaw nearly dropped "Elizabeth?" he asked in astonishment.
"It's good to see you John," she smiled as she stepped forward, embracing him.
He hugged her back and then separated staring at her "How can you be…"
"Like I said," she stepped back and looked at him seriously "It's your dream. I'm just a part of your subconscious."
"Yeah, I figured that much," Sheppard replied dryly "But why are you here, now. I mean it's been-"
"Months since the Replicators informed you of my death," Elizabeth finished for him "You don't seriously believe them do you John."
"Of course not," Sheppard said indignantly "But that still doesn't tell me why you're here now."
"Maybe you're feeling guilty," she proposed "Maybe you feel like you should start looking for me?"
Sheppard turned away from her for a moment before he spun around again, staring at her accusingly "How do I know you aren't some kind of Replicator trick?" he asked bitterly "Some Replicator manipulating my thoughts to lead me and my team into an ambush."
"I told you," her voice was even. She sounded just like the real Elizabeth Weir but the human form Replicator that had taken on her form had sounded just like her ass well "I'm part of your mind. If I was a Replicator trying to trick you, don't you think I'd be telling you where to look?"
"How do I know I can trust you?" Sheppard asked, examining her with more scrutiny than before. He finally took his eyes off her and started to walk away, through the desolate landscape. The tall grass swished around his boots as he moved.
"You can't," she answered honestly as she walked beside him "Whether I was a Replicator infiltrating your mind or simply a figure of your imagination, I would still know everything you know about me, about Atlantis, about anything. You have no way to know that you can trust me or the things I've said but answer me this," she stopped and held out her arm to stop him "There must be a reason you aren't looking for me. Why?"
"The others believe you're dead," he said meekly "And there would be too much danger involved in searching for you now."
"I see," Elizabeth continued to walk on and Sheppard followed her. She stopped in front of a dialing device.
"You know," Sheppard moved closer to her "There are a few things I never got to tell you."
She turned her gaze from the three symbols she had already pressed "You realize that you'd only be telling those things to yourself right?"
"Yeah," Sheppard nodded "But maybe I need to admit those things to myself."
She laughed "Alright then," she pressed the forth symbol.
Sheppard noticed the Stargate for the first time. He couldn't read the symbols that were being locked into place either on the gate or on the device which he found strange.
Elizabeth dialed the fifth symbol "You wanted to say something," she reminded him.
"Right," he snapped his attention back to her "I just wanted to tell you that," she dialed the sixth symbol. He tried to form his words carefully "I never wanted to leave you behind."
"I know you didn't," she said, turning to look at him briefly before pressing the seventh symbol. The gate rippled into life before them and Elizabeth started walking towards it "If the real Elizabeth is still alive, she knows it too," she kept walking towards the gate.
"Wait," Sheppard called after her but she didn't turn around "Elizabeth, there's something else," she disappeared through the gate and the wormhole disappeared only moments later.
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Sheppard tossed and turned in his bed. He muttered to himself before sitting bolt upright and proclaiming in a desperate voice "I love you!"
"Flattering but unfortunately you're not my type," Dr. Rodney McKay said from the corner where he stood.
A/N: I am a hopeless romantic but I have a thing for twists. I also have an idea for where I want to take this.