Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate Atlantis. If i did you would be seeing my name in the credits and I would not be writing fanfiction.

A/N: I apologize now for any mistakes, I do not have a beta, though I have read over this chapter several times. I know most of the stories I've writen have not been finish but I already have several chapters done o this and have every intension of finishing. Happy reading.

Chapter 1

John ran into his office, and shut his computer. Noticing the letter sitting next to it he quickly stuffed it in the partially addressed envelope and set it down on top of his laptop before rushing back out of his office and heading to the armory. A message had come through the 'gate 15 minutes ago when they had tried to contact Major Lorne's team, who were over an hour late. The people that Lorne's team had run into were apparently against all kind outsiders, whether they be Wraith or not and had Lorne's team pinned down quite effectively.

After a quick conference with Elizabeth it was decided that they would take a jumper and pull their people out as quick as possible. He had come back into his office to close his computer before he left when he noticed the letter. Deciding he couldn't leave it unfinished he quickly jotted down a down a note.

His team plus Beckett and a nurse were already waiting for him as he entered the jumper bay. "Okay everyone, let's get a move on," he said as he boarded the Jumper.

"We've been waiting on you, slow poke," Rodney grumbled.

John just smirked at him before telling control that they were ready to go and concentrated on opening the door that lead to the gate room and getting the jumper in the air.

"Jumper one is ready to go," he spoke into his radio as he settled in front of the open gate.

"Jumper one, Control," Weir's voice replied. "You have a go."

Soon they were flying over an alien planet in search of their missing comrades. "Lorne, this is Jumper one, we are en route. ETA 4 minutes."

"Better hurry Sir. Their weapons may be primitive but they out number us and I think they have reinforcements. Also, Billings isn't doing so good."

"Major, this is Beckett, What's his status?"

"Arrow through his right shoulder, we've mainly stopped the bleeding, the he got whapped a couple time with some pretty hefty rocks to the head. He's unconscious and the gash in his head is still… Donovan get down!"

"Lorne?!" Beckett exclaimed. He didn't get a reply.

"Hold on everyone. I see the rocks Lorne described. Rodney, once I land I want you to sit here."

"But!"

"Unless you want to go out there to shoot cover fire and help carry Billings. We need someone in here ready to take off."

"I'll stay here."

"Good choice"

As soon as the jumper touched down, John had the back open and he Ronan, and Teyla were out the back to lay down cover fire for Beckett and his nurse.

The natives were surprised by the three people who came out of thin air firing back at them and the barrage of arrows temporally halted. Dr. Beckett and Nurse Carol made a run for the outcropping of rocks where Lorne and his team had taken refuge. The two medical professionals immediately zeroed in on Sgt. Billings. Nurse Carol took his vitals while Beckett inspected his wounds.

"Start an IV, I'm going to add some more bandages to this head wound but there is not much more we can do until we get him back to Atlantis."

The two medics worked quickly and efficiently, gunfire and arrows flying over head.

"Ready Doc?" Carson looked up in surprise. He hadn't noticed Colonel Sheppard make his way to their position.

"Just about," Carson said he and Carol adjusted the straps on the backboard.

The seven people were just about to make it back to the still invisible jumper, Lorne helping Sgt. Donovan, who had sprained an ankle earlier, Sheppard and Lt. Cadman laying down cover fire and when the attack seemed to pause before it started with renewed vigor. What seemed like thousands of arrows, rocks, and spears rained down from all sides.

"Quick, inside!" Sheppard yelled, pushing Cadman ahead of him.

"Close the hatch and take off!" Teyla told Rodney as soon as the Colonel was inside. Rodney wasted no time. Within seconds they were air born and a collective sigh went through the jumper.

"Good timing Sir," Lorne spoke up.

"Glad to be of service," Sheppard said glancing around. "Did any one get hit?"

Beckett looked up at Sheppard's inquiry, looking at everyone with critical eyes.

"I got hit in the shoulder with what felt like a bolder. I think it's just bruised though." Cadman reported, rotating her shoulder.

"Just the sprained ankle from earlier," Donavan added.

"Arrow grazed me," Lorne said, examining his fingers, which came away bloody after touching his upper right arm.

"Let me have a look at that," Beckett said as he stood and made his way over to the Major.

"What about you Sir?" Cadman asked.

"I was hit with what felt like a water balloon filled with syrup," Sheppard said disgustedly wiping his shoulder. His hand came away covered in a light blue, sticky, gooey substance that did not seem to want to relinquish it's hold on either his hand or vest. He stared at the substance blinking; suddenly he was having trouble focusing.

"Colonel?" Cadman asked sounding worried.

Carson looked up just in time to see John sink to the floor as his legs gave way. "Colonel!"

Carson was by Sheppard's side in an instant, checking his pulse and reaching for the penlight that was his constant companion.

"'M fine," He muttered brushing away the pesky light. "Why's everything so blurry?"

"Blurry implies not fine Colonel. Now stop that. I need to check you over."

"He didn't start looking faint until he touched that stuff with his hand," Cadman told the Doctor.

Sheppard started to slump to the side. "Stay with me Major."

"Carson, what's going on?" Rodney asked from the pilot's chair.

"Just get us home, Rodney. Tell Atlantis that we have two critical and have Medical personnel standing by."

"Damn it," Carson muttered as he quickly maneuvered Sheppard so that he was lying down. "Teyla, grab me an ambu-bag. Carson could hear Rodney talking to someone over the radio but he didn't have time to pay attention. He had two critical patients to tend to. "Carol, how is Billings holding up?" he asked while he pumped air into the Colonel's lungs.

"He's still breathing, if that's what you mean. His pupils are sluggish but he doesn't seem to be deteriorating."

"That's some good news at least."

A minute later they where back on Atlantis and Rodney was setting the jumper down.

"Okay, everyone but Carol out, we need some room to work." Carson ordered as soon as the rear hatch opened. "Donovan, you stay right where you are until we are out of the way then someone can help you to the infirmary."

As soon as everyone left Carson started calling out orders to the medical staff waiting right outside with two gurneys. Okay everyone, let's get these men loaded up. You all, help Carol, and you three help me. Dr. Biro, take Billings, Carol can fill you in. Watch out for that gooey stuff on the Colonels hand and shoulder, I'm pretty sure that's what's making him sick. Okay on three. One, two, three...lift!" With that Carson and the three nurses helping him were on their way, Dr. Biro and the nurses tending to Billings not far behind.

A/N Okay, what do you all think so far? Should I continue? I have several chapters already completed and working on more. Let me know what you think.