Part One:
Elizabeth was a worrier. She hadn't been before she arrived in the Pegasus galaxy, but she was now. It had started out innocently enough, the small niggle in the back of her mind. But it had grown steadily thanks to one John Sheppard and his team.
She had also managed to become an insomniac in her time on Atlantis. So many things plagued her mind, and she just couldn't turn it off. This had happened a few times when she was in the middle of a very important debate. The only problem was, they were running out of coffee.
The mix of insomnia and worry brought her to her current position in her office at 0300 hours. Colonel Sheppard's team was on a standard mission, go talk to the natives and whatnot, but as he managed to get himself into extraordanite amounts of trouble all the time, she was worried.
The Stargate began to light up and she forced herself to stay calm. "It's Dr. McKay's IDC, ma'am," the technician said a second after the Gate 'kawooshed.'
"Rodney," Elizabeth said. "What's going on? Seeing as you aren't running through the Gate under fire."
"Elizabeth, glad you're still awake. We have a slight problem."
She could feel the worry bubbling in her chest, and did her best to squash it. "How slight? And what do you mean by problem?" she asked.
"Teyla and Colonel Sheppard are missing. Ronon and I have looked everywhere. The only evidence of them that we can find is Teyla's necklace, which was by the Gate," Rodney said.
Screw worry, this was full blown panic.
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"All right. We had spoken to the people and worked up an allowance to come back tomorrow to continue discussions, Teyla and Colonel Sheppard had wandered off to go look around. We tried to contact them via radio, but they wouldn't respond. We began to search for them, but when we found Teyla's necklace, we knew something was up. When we continued to not find any more evidence after twenty minutes, I contacted you," Rodney said.
Elizabeth folded her hands. "The necklace was by the Stargate?"
"Yes," Ronon said. "And there was possible evidence of two large objects being dragged through the Stargate."
Elizabeth sighed. This wasn't looking good.
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"Yes, Mr. Woolsey. They are missing but we aren't giving up," Elizabeth said. "Radek and Rodney are working on the DHD on the planet to try and figure out what planets were accessed."
"That's not very exact from what I've been told," Woolsey said.
"No," Elizabeth said. "But it's all we've got."
"Dr. Weir," Steven said as she rounded a corner.
"Yes?" she asked, grateful for a distraction.
"Is there anything the Daedalus can do?"
"I'll keep you posted," she said, smiling gratefully at him.
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Elizabeth's insomnia had gotten worse. It had been four days since Teyla and John's disappearance, and she had only gotten about twelve hours of sleep, total. Carson had asked her multiple times if she wanted anything to help her sleep, and now she was getting to the point where she was going to ask him.
Rodney, she knew, hadn't slept at all in those four days except for the times where he had briefly collapsed due to exhaustion. He was working furiously on the DHD, eliminating planets that they could have gone to.
Ronon had slept as far as she knew, but had taken up furiously pacing the hallways.
And Steven, well he was doing all he could. He had even managed to keep Woolsey (who was not helping) off her back for four whole hours. Something she was very grateful for.
But so far there was no sign of John and Teyla. The panic she had felt had morphed into dread. There was no sign of the Wraith, but somehow she knew it had to be them.
And every wormhole had her rushing to the control room, hoping and praying it was them. But it was always neither.
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She was slowly going insane, he was sure of it. Every time she rushed to the control room, every time he saw her pacing in her office, hell, every time he looked at her, Steven's heart went out to her.
It had been a week now and the only accomplishments were that they narrowed the eligible planets down to five possibilities and Rodney had finally been forced to sleep via sedation.
Oh, and Woolsey had gotten lost for 45 minutes. 45 minutes of Woolsey not telling Elizabeth the search was pointless and there were better things to be using the time for.
Damn he wanted to strangle the man. Ronon almost had the first time he told Elizabeth within Ronon's hearing range.
No one had looked too perturbed by it.
But it was slowly driving her insane, he just knew it.
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