Hi to all. This is my first attempt ever at writing something like this. I too was dissapointed by the sudden end of the SGU series, so this is my take on how I would of wanted it to continue. I have tried to stay true to the characters as best I can, but as most will know it isn't easy to get inside thier heads. I don't believe that the producers of the series would have taken the show this way, but there was enough dynamics going on to allow for many different continuations. I have read some of the stories on FanFiction, and have really enjoyed all of them so far. As this is my first attempt, I am happy for all forms of constructive comments, but I have mapped out many episodes over S3 and S4 already (20 in each). I will try to update a couple of times a month. Please enjoy!

SGU s03e01

Survival

As Eli stood watching the blue waves of time go past on the observation deck, he smiled looking out over Destiny's shielded hull. He thought about his mom getting the chance to stand with him and see it for herself through the stones, as a warm rush filled his heart. He felt free from the ridicule of Nicholas Rush and knew that he had made the right decision by staying to fix the pod. He turned his attention to the task that lay before him, and leaving the observation deck behind, headed for the pod bay.

After inspecting the pod's circuits for hours he slowly came to the conclusion that they were going to be beyond repair. He just didn't have the ancient parts he needed to fix it. He sat down in front of the pod with his head in his hands, now starting to feel a sense of hopelessness creeping into his mind. As he looked at the broken stasis pod in front of him an overwhelming thought coursed through his mind... "I saw something..." Then, as the light bulb inside his head ignited he remembered. While he and Chloe were at the front of the ship hiding out, he had stumbled on several storage compartments when using the CI console. He remembered reading something in ancient about a pod interface room that loosely translated to "workshop".

"Well, I got about two weeks, and 3 space suits... and nothing to lose... except for my life." He said out loud to himself.

Eli left the stasis pods in a rush toward where the suits were stored. He fitted one suit and checked the time he had for life support. Firing up a control interface he plotted a map of the way through to where he believed the storage compartments were, and within a few minutes he found them. Three of the four were airtight, the other was showing external damage that had vented any chance of life support, but it was being protected by Destiny's shield. He knew that he would only have a few days to explore as the extra power to open doors and vent rooms as was needed, would reduce the overall time that he had left.

Taking some keno balls, a keno sled, and a pistol from the armoury for "just in case", he began the dangerous journey toward the unstable and un-explored forward end of Destiny.


Eli stood at the last door in the hallway where he and Chloe had returned from. Through the small port hole in the door he could see the gap in the upper deck that had sustained an impact, possibly by one of the drone ships crashing into Destiny's hull. He fitted the suit helmet and tested the system; he had six hours of air. Engaging the gravity boots he then vented the hallway to reduce the suction to the next compartment. A ping from the door panel confirmed him in the clear; he opened the door keeping a tight grip on the bulkhead. There was turbulence as the compartments equalized to the vacuum of space, but at least he was prepared for it this time.

He moved through the next several corridors without incident and finally reached the area he needed to be. Closing the door behind him, he checked his remaining air; 4 hours. It had been slow going for about half a mile.

Eli said out loud, "This ship is freaking huge" seeing no one was around to be offended by his comment. He continued on his way finally reaching the first of the storage compartments. There was a larger area across from where Eli stood, to which he soon turned his attention too. "There must be a..." as he found it..."console... yes!" To Eli's delight it lit up when he touched it. He started to decipher the CI's commands and was getting ready to open the first door when a beeping noise came from his suit. "No!" Eli cursed; he had used half his air supply and needed to work faster.

That created the next problem; he would use more air and power working faster. Eli started thinking out loud; "If this area is airtight, I should be able to restore life support and get out of the suit." He said factually. "And yeah... you son of a bitch... that would be right... I can't from this console; it's locked out at the main control interface." His tone becoming more and more frustrated as he checked the area for damage. Again he tried to override the system and turn on life support, but to no avail; Destiny simply would not allow it and continued to deny his commands. He looked at the suit, remembering his air... two and a half hours remained as time had gotten away with him working on the console.

Eli succumbed to his mortal existence and cursed at his own urge of trying to override the CI. "I have to get back!" He yelled at himself to break his grasp on the console. As he walked off, he punched a master code he knew into the door switch and opened the first storage room outer shield door. "Cool, it worked". He smiled; pleased with this small win, as he pressed the main door switch.

He stood in amazement at the sight before him; "Holy Shit!" he murmured under his breath, "Colonel Young would love this!" Before him lay rows of weapons and space suits, more than enough for the entire crew. "Space suits!" he grabbed the first one... no charge, the next; no charge, and again; no charge..."Dam it" he walked down the row a few steps and tested some more; to no avail. He had to leave, and leave now.

Eli closed the door and headed toward the way back. Feeling defeated and still not sure that he would find a way to fix the pod, his immediate thought was to get back to the relative safety of the control interface. He was almost back when the suit started beeping at him again... a half hour of life support was left. Thinking on his feet and about his feet, he reduced the setting of the gravity boots to two thirds and started taking longer strides rather than walking to speed up. He reached the air-locked corridor with only five minutes of air left, hit the door button and went though; punching the button on the other side. He held onto the switch pad and reinstated life support within a few seconds.

His suit was now beeping madly as he removed his helmet and took several deep breaths of air panting his way through them. "That was too close" he gasped at himself; "Waaaayyyy too close..."


Eli was tired and starting to worry about the decisions he had made. "I am the math kid, not an explorer..." He murmured heading toward the bridge. Eli powered up the main bridge console without any of the others running. He unlocked the console in the storage area to allow life support to be initialized there and was about to shut down the bridge CI when he looked up at the empty screens, realizing the amount of power he had just used.

"I'm sorry" he said quietly to Destiny, "But I know that there must be a way for me to survive". "I know you don't want me dead, as you have had plenty of chance to do that."

Like Nicholas Rush, Eli had come to understand that Destiny was more than just a ship; Destiny was an entity in her own right. She had shown an extraordinary Artificial Intelligence and understanding of her now human crew, even running battle scenarios through Col. Young's mind during his sleep. Suddenly, the console beeped at Eli... looking down he read the log message in ancient; it roughly translated to "Cargo unit 20.0.11, Stasis Pod supplies."

Tears streamed down Eli's dirty tired face as the area flashed on the console. About ten minutes further from where he had just been at the armoury he found, was the storage area for the pods. Destiny had come through to save the life of yet another human for which she had a need. Eli was needed because of his high mathematical intelligence and his ability to surpass Rush's intellect by a marginal amount. Destiny knew that Eli's life was as important not only to him, but to Destiny's mission.

Eli wiped the tears from his eyes and powered down the CI console. "Thankyou..." he said softly and lent down giving the console a small kiss. He had been awake for about 28 hours and needed rest. To help conserve power, he decided to sleep in the shuttle to allow Destiny to save power by shutting off life support. Being the only human running around, he would have more than enough air to reach the shuttle. Grabbing his things from his cabin he walked by torchlight through the dark slightly bluish glowing corridors to the shuttle and got in. The life support of the shuttle started up the moment the door opened as Eli climbed inside. He went to the main control console and told Destiny to power down all life support systems, then checked the shuttles small amount of supplies and water. Eli felt a calm come over his mind recalling what had just happened; knowing that Destiny wanted him to live. He lay down exhausted and fell deeply into sleep.

Eli awake some 10 hours later having slept in the knowledge that he would find all he needed to repair the broken pod. Destiny wanted to help him and she had known that he may have easily exhausted all the suits trying the wrong storage rooms. In fact, Destiny calculated that the compartment he needed would have been the last, and he wouldn't have had time to reach it in the suit. There was a lot of damage between the bridge and this area; Destiny had no way of knowing if the circuits were going to overload or burn out when life support was engaged and the sensors were off line.

Eli opened the door of the shuttle forgetting life support wasn't running; "Opps!" he quickly realized as the air rushed past him into the slowly reducing pressure of the hull, and closed the door. Today was looming as life or death for him, but he didn't show it. He drank and ate in the shuttle before reactivating Destiny's life support and stepped through the door. His moment of truth had come; he had to be the master of his own fate, no matter what lie before him. Eli took a deep breath contemplating this and headed toward the bridge.

Turning on the bridge CI he said with a scared laugh; "Good morning Destiny, let's see what adventures math boy and Destiny can have today." The truth be known, it was actually late afternoon earth time, but at the other side of the universe that was insignificant. Eli's checks were complete and the remote forward console he was to use later appeared to be responding well. Another message appeared for him from Destiny; "Don't forget to check your suit support systems." Now, more convinced than ever, Eli spoke to Destiny as a Living Being, not a ship.

"Thanks... I won't." He smiled, turned of anything that wasn't required, leaving the bridge Eli headed toward his own destiny...


Eli was now in the suit and was completing the self test sequence of the life support. For as intelligent as Eli was, he had never been properly trained in survival techniques, which had made this journey even more dangerous. Luckily, he remembered that the suits carry a water supply that worked similar to a camelback and had filled it up. The difficulty was that space suits usually required assistance from another person to put on, and insure that there were no other problems once fitted. Without this help it was hard going; but it had been fine the last time.

It is a bad thing to assume that all will be ok again this time. The first rule of survival is; never assume anything!

After checking the air time of six hours was correct, he fitted the helmet and locked it in place. Final system check confirmed all was well with the suits integrity, so Eli vented the corridor again and hung on to the bulkhead as he opened the door. The vacuum equalized and he started the 2 hr journey back to the cargo area. He had only engaged two thirds of the gravity boots power to help move faster, but it was still hard going. He was concentrating on the task ahead when the suit's alarm interrupted his thoughts; "What the f...?" he looked at the suit control to find an air warning flashing. Somehow, he had lost nearly an extra hour of air.

Panic and fear now filled his whole body as he fought to control his mind. "Shit, shit, shit...!" he yelled trying to correct what was wrong; but it had no effect and wouldn't. The suit he was now wearing had a strange substance that was part of the air supply system that worked in a similar way to a dye in an air-conditioning system to find leaks. It would stain the area around the leak to give the user visual conformation of a failure. Although the integrity of the suit was still intact, the air ducting had microscopic fractures from the aging material that was located outside of the internal pressure seal. He would not have seen this fault as it was behind his right shoulder, and even if he had, without the understanding, wouldn't have known any better of it.

"Maybe if I reduce the air pressure it will last longer." He said as he pushed though the stress going through his mind. It worked, but it only gave him precious minutes... but that maybe enough, so he pushed onwards.

As Eli ran to the next door he could see the area ahead of him; the suit was now constantly beeping and doing its best to keep him alive. Finally he reached the last door and entered the storage area, running to the console. He booted up the system and immediately, Destiny powered up the life support for him before he had the chance. The all clear sounded, and he removed his helmet; Eli looked at the suit control... 1 hour of air remaining... he slumped to the floor and began to laugh uncontrollably out of pure fear.

He was alone..., he was scared..., and he had never been so afraid in all his life; it didn't matter that all he knew and loved was across the other side of the universe. It was just him... and Destiny in the cold vacuum of space.

"Ok math boy, how do we fix this?" "Aw man, I should have just tried to fix the pod with what I could. Why did I even try this...? Is this real, or just a dream like Young had?" Thoughts escaped from his mouth without him even knowing. The console beeped; Eli leaned forward and climbed his way up using the console.

"Don't give up on me Eli... Ginn" read the message.

Remembering Ginn brought more tears to Eli's already soaked eyes, thoughts of her ignited the neuron pathways of his mind with mixed feelings, but most of all; what he had to do to Ginn and Amanda's consciousness to save Rush.

"You son of a bitch Rush!" he moaned; but that was what he needed right here and now... anger. His mind sharpened as he channelled the anger he felt at Rush, looking at the console he focused on where the pods were stored. All indicators pointed to it being airtight and safe, so he sent off a Keno to survey the area. The report come back confirming the console readings, as Eli wasted no time making his way toward the door. It took a good ten or twelve minutes to reach, even more if he had opened all the others he had passed.

"20.0.11" was the markings inscribed in the doors centre bracing. With bated breath, he pushed the green control button...

The door moved, but only slightly. He played with the door control and punched it hard in frustration yelling; "Fucking open up!" Well over worrying about his degrading language skills.

Nothing... he drew the pistol from its holster and used it to jam in the gap. It moved it enough that he could get his arm through, but more importantly; see inside. Stasis pods... at least six from where he could see. His mind was becoming more convinced that he would survive this.

"Weapons room...!" Eli ran back down the corridor to the armoury that he had found last time and opened the blast door. He entered and immediately saw what he needed... a big gun! It wasn't that he was going to shoot the door, just to use it as a pry bar to open it further. The Ancient weapon was heavy and he strained under the weight of it, but he got it out to near the console and grabbed the keno sled that he had left there. As he dumped it on the sled he heard the ping from the console.

He read the message; "Life support failing... one hour until toxic atmosphere."

"This is not good Destiny..." barked Eli; shaking his head in disbelief. He picked up the keno remote and drove the sled toward the corridor. It took him a good ten minutes again to get to the door, but he had logged the keno control time to countdown for one hour; "48:00 minutes" as it read. He jammed the barrel of the weapon in the gap and with all his might, pushed. Success! It opened the whole way. Eli jammed the gun between both sides to stop it closing behind him, and stepped carefully inside.


Looking around the room he found parts, complete pods, and test equipment; well, that's what it looked like to him. He walked to the first complete stasis pod and touched the controls; it was dead.

"There has to be a charging point somewhere in here" he exclaimed. "No good having a test bench without power" as he searched the room. The keno control beeped; "30.00 Minutes" by the time he looked. Eli could now feel the air starting to get stale and thin, he had to work fast to survive this. He knew the suit wasn't the way back; he had to make a stand here and pray for the best. Still moving franticly he dragged some crates out of the way near the wall. "All right...!" He yelled with great enthusiasm as it uncovered a wall panel CI. He touched the control buttons and it sprang to life.

Going through the logs he found that several repairs were needed on most of the units... all except one that just needed a power supply connected; "5-0-0-13." Beep! "15.00 minutes"; Eli was starting to feel the effects of low oxygen and the thinning air. He had no time to retrieve the space suit and get in it; this was it... this was here and now. If he couldn't fix it, he would die surrounded by damaged stasis pods unable to get in. He started to cough from the taste of the stale air.

"Destiny, I need your help!" he cried. The screen flickered along with the lights. "Where is the test power supply?" he begged. The screen in front of him ran through thousands of diagrams in milliseconds. Destiny was using her full processing power to find it. The screen flashed to a stop; it was an electrical circuit of the cargo space he stood in, and behind to Eli's right was what he needed. He rushed to it and fell over from the lack of balance in his air staved body. He reached out and touched the black pad on the floor watching it light up. He got up and moved slowly to the pod that had the number 5-0-0-13; luckily there were only ten pods to pick from.

He found it and tried to drag it but by now his muscles felt like lead and it wouldn't budge. Losing his concentration he slipped and landed on the floor. The keno went off again... "5.00 minutes". Eli succumbed to his own mortality and stayed on the ground unable to get his muscles to work from the lack of oxygen in his blood. His breathing laboured trying to get every last drop of air.

"I'm sorry Destiny, I can't move it... thank-you for trying to help me but I have let you down..." his words trailed off softly.

Destiny heard his plea and responded. Eli felt the weight of his sore tired body disappear. His head lifted without any effort as he turned toward the keno control beeping the 2.00 minute countdown. An ancient part floated past his eye line; Eli pushed up from the floor trying to control his movement in zero gravity. If he had the strength, Eli would have laughed as a pod started to head towards him. He reached out and connected with it just as it floated in front of him. His own inertia pushed the pod to the power plate and it lit up, opening the door. Precious oxygen blasted Eli's face as he breathed deeply. Without gravity, the fresh oxygen just hung in the room giving him the chance he needed. The pod was the wrong number, and taking a deep breath of this fresh air he dove towards the pod he needed. Catching it, he kicked off the wall toward the plate and landed between them.

Removing the damaged pod only required a button press to release, and off it went floating to the other side of the room. Eli fitted the good pod to the plate and pressed the control. The door opened and another jet of fresh air shot out at him as he gasped as much as he could. The pod only needed to be charged for a few seconds to last many years; such was the technological efficiency of the Ancients. Before Eli closed the door he said softly "Thanks Destiny, clever move..." As the stasis pod door slid down a message came on the screen across the room. Eli smiled reading it as he froze.

"See you in three years... Your welcome"


Destiny continued on in FTL for the next year. She had released Franklin, Amanda, and Ginn from her storage data banks which allowed the four of them to converse with each other. The by-product of the power Eli had saved by allowing Destiny to shut the life support off nine days earlier than expected. Eli had proven to Destiny beyond all logic that he belonged on the ship. When it came for the time of his passing, she would upload his consciousness to her own memory for the knowledge... and the company. Yes; the Ancient Ship was becoming more "human" as time was passing.

Destiny received a sub space signal that was immediately recognised; from the Ancients. Without disturbing the stasis pods, she jumped out of FTL flight and came to a halt. A large worm hole was forming to her starboard side; with a flash of light, a ship leapt forward and slowed to sub light engines. The ship was ancient design not that different to the seeding ship they came across in the last galaxy, and about half the size of Destiny. It positioned itself over the top of Destiny and attached to her hull. A shield appeared around the two ships creating an atmosphere between them, with a command link connecting to her memory banks.

An Alien beamed onto the bridge and initiated all working systems, careful not to disturb the pods. He told Destiny that they were the repair ship that had been requested for her by the Ursini. Just before they had sacrificed themselves against the drones to save Destiny, they sent a message showing the next galaxy in her range. Travelling through a microscopic wormhole undetectable in the emptiness of space, the message had gone straight to an ancient service ship re-named "The Jackson"; SG1's legendry defeat of the Ori had spread across the universe. The Ursini wanted to apologise for deceiving Destiny and the humans but were afraid they may get attacked by them after what they had done. The service ship was now powering Destiny's main functions; Ginn, Amanda, and Frankland all appeared in holographic form to the Ursini technician on the bridge.

Communications without language barriers began with Amanda asking what was happening.

"We have come to restore Destiny to full operational condition" was his matter of fact reply. "Upgrades to the shields, weapons, sub-light and FTL engines, power storage, life support, and hull repairs; the stargate will remain the same". "It will not have a power upgrade while humans inhabit the ship."

Frankland asked the obvious one: "Why not?"

"Destiny cannot be swayed from the path of knowledge she seeks" was the Ursini's reply. Before Frankland could inquire, two more Aliens beamed to the bridge. Even in holographic form, Amanda and Frankland took a step back and gasped: Two Asgard beings stood before them.

"Hello Amanda" said the first Asgard, "I see you have become part of Destiny. I am D.J."

Amanda put it together quickly; "D.J, short for Daniel Jackson I take it? I thought Asgard used Norse names... Like Thor".

"After the destruction of our race we didn't see much use in that any more". He explained "This is O'Neill"; showing his hand to the Asgard beside him. "Daniel Jackson of Earth found us and assisted in ways he has yet to discover. This is how we will honour those that have helped to regain our race."

Asgard O'Neill spoke directly to Franklin; "If we upgrade the stargate, your leaders will want to take Destiny as their own for her power and abilities".

Ginn spoke up..."That sounds familiar".

Asgard O'Neill continued; "Destiny has a mission already, and has amounted enormous data about millions of galaxies across the universe. This information will be shared with all beings of the known universe at the same time, to avoid conflict. Every being will know the truth".

Franklin conceded to the reasoning of the Asgard. They were right about Earths leaders; Destiny would simply become more Ancient Alien tech to play with and study. He now knew that Destiny would see that as a threat to the mission, and take action. His reply to Asgard O'Neill was simple.

"I understand". Then he added; "Many of the people on board really want to go home".

Asgard D.J answered, "When the opportunity arrives, we will assist." "Do any of you want to return to human form?" All of them said yes. Asgard D.J continued: "We have some friends that can help with that... they are The Nox". With that their holograms disappeared as they were removed from Destiny's memory bank by the Jackson.


Both Asgard returned to the Jackson while a small army of Ursini beamed in all over Destiny. Robots on the hull preformed any dangerous work outside while the shield circuits were being upgraded. The Ursini were an amazingly talented race of beings that had both ancient knowledge and craft skills abundant. They were a peaceful people by nature, but would defend themselves if needed. They knew what had happened when Destiny docked with the seeding ship, and held no malice against the humans or the one called David Telford.

They found the stasis pod that Eli had barely made it into and carefully moved it to the main pod area. As the Asgard were giving the other three human consciousnesses found in Destiny's memory new bodies (thanks to the Asgard cloning techniques), they installed another 3 pods. The Ursini fitting the pods, having a good sense of humour, joked about what the humans would think when they saw the three new additions to their race.

In a galaxy far, far away (opps... wrong series) Asgard O'Neill was greeted by the Nox people. He carried with him a small golden container about the size of a jewellery box. Inside was the consciousnesses of Franklin, Ginn, and Amanda; behind him several Ursini controlled coffin like containers on keno style carriage boards. The wind blew softly through the trees of the Nox's world.

"I have come to request a favour of our old friends" O'Neill announced. "These three Humans need our assistance; there mission is of great importance to all sentient beings".

"What is their purpose?" inquired the quietly spoken Nox.

"They are aboard Destiny, and she needs their assistance and objectivity." O'Neill answered

The Nox then inquired;" Where are their bodies?"

O'Neill explained. "Both of the female humans became trapped in the comunication stones when one was murdered. The male human connected with Destiny's interface chair trying to save the ship, but his human atomic structure was disrupted in the process and dispersed."

"You have cloned replacements for them?" The Nox smiled as O'Neill bowed his head. "Please, come with us". And with that they all vanished from view.

Two days later, Franklin was sitting at a table just staring at his own hands. A Nox woman came to him carrying a basket of fruit.

"Are you hungry Mr Franklin?" She politely inquired.

Frankland looked at her and said; "This doesn't seem real. I can remember being alive and then..." he trailed off his words and acknowledged her question. "Yes I am".

Placing the basket on the table she put her hand reassuringly on his shoulder. "It will take some time for your mind to understand what has happened... be gentle on yourself Mr Franklin". She leant down and gave him a soft kiss on the side of his brow to comfort and show he was real.

Amanda and Ginn had become good friends while aboard Destiny's main frame. This continued on as they settled back into their new bodies. Amanda was especially happy to have a fully functional body back again, and the Asgard had removed all traces of the murder memories from Ginn and Amanda's mind. The trio stayed with the Nox for the next month learning about their history and culture, and working through their own feelings about how they had come to be in human form again. The Nox were a warm and welcoming people intertwined with nature that had some truly amazing abilities and technology.

It wasn't long until the Asgard returned. Asgard O'Neill beamed down to the planet and was once again welcomed with open arms by the Nox. The trio had formed strong bonds with the Nox people and were grateful for their second chances at life. The Nox woman that Franklin had become quite fond of hugged him unconditionally and said her good-byes. "Remember, be gentle on yourself Mr Frankland" she whispered as she let go. In the next moment, they were aboard the Asgard ship and heading back to Destiny.