Title: Breakaway
Author: me
Rating: can vary from chapters, this chapter PG+
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairing: Sparky! aka John/Liz
Spoilers: Season 2, Ronon's in it
Summary: Someone is turning into a Wraith and John Sheppard finds himself in life and death situations.
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and it's characters don't belong to me.
A/N: This fic isn't betaed. Excuse any mistakes. -

Briefing, 10am

"So you say the Wraith can actually change a human into a Wraith?" John asks, looking at Elizabeth.
"Yes, from what I've translated so far."
"But why? What would they gain from it?"
"I'm not sure. Rodney? Any ideas?"
"Well, they could certainly gain information about things like weapons, advanced technology, other feeding places..." he trailed off.
"So, we have a problem." John stated, looking between Rodney and Elizabeth.
"Not necessarily, John. This tablet says that when the human Wraith doesn't feed in a week, he'll die. But there is also one chance to revert the transformation process back to human. However it must be done before he feeds because after feeding it won't be possible."
"And how does one do that?" Carson asked.
"According to this tablet and what we've translated so far, there is a planet where there are people who can do this. They're not technologically advanced like us, they are rather simple farmers. They have special plants and a special rituals which can relieve the body of the Wraith DNA, leaving no traces. Other than the psychical ones."
"And how do we find that place?"
"Surprisingly, the Ancients left a group of coordinates."
"Well, that's...positive." Rodney munched on his muffin.
"Indeed." Ronon spoke up for the first time.
"So we're going to the planet?" John asked.
"No, at least not yet. We still have a few sections of the table to translate so it could take a while."

Midnight, Quarters area

He was hungry. He needed to find some food. He smiled to himself as he saw the silhouette of the Atlantis leader heading to her quarters.

Next day

"Where the hell is Elizabeth?" Rodney whined. "She was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago."
"Calm down Rodney. Maybe she just overslept. She got to bed very late, even though I practically dragged her out of her office." Carson said. "She's been working herself too hard."
"You!" Rodney pointed accusingly at the newcomer.
"Wha?" John asked, confused by Rodney's behaviour. He looked around the room. "Where's Elizabeth?"
"Shouldn't we be asking you that?" Rodney ask with a death glare.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
"Of course."
"Please stop." Teyla effectively cut their bickering. "Maybe she's hurt."
"Well, she could have slipped in the bathroom." Carson suggested.
"Let's check."
They arrived at her quarters but found no one. Then they went to the gym, infirmary, commissary, all balconies but they still couldn't find her anywhere.
John's radio beeped.
"Elizabeth?"
"No, this is control room. Sir we have a problem. You remember the Wraith we found in Atlantis in one of those stasis pods?"
"Yeah."
"He's no longer there."
"WHAT?" he shouted into the microphone, unable to stay calm. "Lt. are you telling me that we have a free Wraith in the city? We can't find Dr. Weir." John was internally panicking.
"Y-yes sir. Understood."
"Okay, let's get geared up, we need to find him, and Elizabeth." Carson patted him on the back.
"Don't worry lass, I'm sure she will be fine."
"I hope so Carson."
John wasn't so sure of that.

East End

They've been searching almost everywhere they could but still couldn't find the Wraith nor Elizabeth. John could only think about one thing.

'If he hurts her, I'm gonna kill him with my bare hands.'

He was alone searching in one of the corridors in the East end when his radio chirped into life.
"Colonel, this is Teyla."
"Go ahead."
"We have found and killed the Wraith. However we did not find Dr. Weir."
"Copy that. Sheppard out."

"Elizabeth?" he called out into the empty hallway, his voice bouncing against the walls. Still no answer.
He was sure someone was watching him. He felt the hairs on his neck stand up. This place was creepy with almost none lights on.
"Elizabeth? Please, where are you? Are you hurt?"
Suddenly he felt someone behind him. He spun around but could only make out the figure. He felt his P90 be torn from him with a force that shocked him. Then there was a fist connecting with his jaw and he found himself flying through the air until he hit the wall behind him, air knocked out of his lungs and probably a concussion.

What the hell was that?

What he saw next was the figure standing above him, then the unmistakeable palm of a Wraith. He forced his eyes open, he wanted to see who kills him. The Wraith torn his shirt apart, it's palm nearing his chest. To his surprise the Wraith stopped just centimetres from his chest. He could sense the Wraith was hesitating. He didn't know why. But then the Wraith crouched down, looking at him with its yellow eyes. He gasped. The Wraith immediately stood up and disappeared as John's world faded into blackness.

"Colonel? Colonel! John!" Carson called, slapping gently his cheeks.
"Where am I?"
"In the East end. How are you feeling?"
"Headachy."
"You probably have a mild concussion."
"The Wraith?"
"We killed him, Colonel." Teyla confirmed.
"Have you found Elizabeth?" Rodney asked.
"Yes."
"Where is she?" he demanded.
"I don't know."
"But you just..."

John shocked everyone with his statement.

"She's a Wraith."

TBC (have I mentioned that I'm evil?)

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