1It was Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard's experience that life mostly came down to timing. That was how he knew he'd been stuck here way too long.
He'd lost track of how long he'd been living in this sleepy little village. A part of him knew he should be grateful for this opportunity. He had the chance to study ascension with, what appeared to be, Ancients. Directly descended from the originals. He knew that ascension was the next stage in human evolution. That made it a Good Thing. He should be interested in this, he knew.
Truthfully, he was just bored.
Oh he'd never admit that to Teer, but he was definitely bored.
At first he'd been willing to wait for his friends to rescue him. I mean, they wouldn't have given up, right? They were still looking for a way to come after him. Obviously something had happened to seal the doorway after he'd stepped through, and something else (or maybe the same something) was preventing them from flying the jumper in for him.
He'd been pretty sure McKay could figure it out though.
That was at least a month ago. They'd yet to find a piece of tech that took McKay a month to figure out with sufficient motivation. John was kind of hoping he was sufficient motivation.
It wasn't until he and Teer...well... i you know /I (John's not one to kiss and tell)...that he began to face the idea that he might never go back to Atlantis.
Of course, that was about the time McKay figured it out.
Apparently, John still hadn't quite got the timing down.