Stargate Atlantis: Control

by Princess-Cissnei

A human girl with little memory of her past, but a fierce sense of love and loyalty to those who show her worthiness, is sent to the Pegasus Galaxy after her sister is attacked by replicators. As her specific skill set becomes known, will she offer her help to the team on Atlantis, or will she risk everything on an uncertain ally... Temporarily on hold whilst I explore other ideas

1. Chapter 1

An urgent email had been waiting for her upon opening her work laptop: the flashing message prompting her to drop her toast on the ground and pull out her desk chair with a screech. Crumbs scrambled across the floor as the toast hit the ground and everything seemed to work in slow motion. "Nanite Infection Atlantis Expedition".

Opening the email with a feeling of increasing trepidation and concern, G began to read words that would make her heart feel as though it had stopped.

Doctor Weir,

Your sister has been involved in an incident on her current expedition involving foreign nanites from the Pegasus Galaxy known as replicators. We require you to pack any necessary belongings for an extended stay in our facilities and be here within the next 0400 hours.

General J. O'niel.

Knowing that their was little time to lose, G quickly swallowed the rest of her coffee before snapping her laptop shut and kicking into gear, grabbing anything of importance within a ten foot radius and running upstairs to gather clothing and essentials. Running past the mirror and noticing her appearance she quickly threw on a more professional looking ensemble of SG-1 issue civilian uniform as well as tying back her violet hair in a high pony tail, so that the hair no longer looked like a tangled mess about her shoulders and waist. Her mother was out so she quickly scribbled a note saying that she would be gone for an extended period, but could not tell her where or why and that she loved her very dearly and was grateful for all she had done for her. It was always better to prepare for a worst case scenario and G did not wish to leave any loose ends in the event of her not being able to return to say goodbye.

Locking up the house and placing her bag and boxes in her small car, G got in and took a few deep breaths. Her sister had been there for her through the most difficult times in her life, times which also involved nanites and their positions at SG-1. Blinking away any unshed tears, she turned on the car and backed out and began the long drive towards SGCommand.