So this is my first fan-fic. I am doing my best with the grammar, because of English not being my first language.
I hope you will enjoy the story. And remember – reviews inspire me as all of the other writers

I don't own Stargate and its characters. It all belongs to MGM.

This is chapter 1 re-uploaded.

"Well it is already third month since we are on Earth and I will say it aloud – it's boring"-said Rodney McKay.

"It's not our fault that we saved Earth and used up our ZPM's"-Sheppard sarcastically answered chewing his roasted chicken.

"Yes, Rodney. We all want to get back, especially I, but it is not possible before we figure out how to get another two ZPM's"- Teyla signified.

"Why don't you visit your folks"-Ronon said quietly with full mouth with chicken.

"I already did. "Hi, how are you, I am fine, I have secret job to do, give a greeting to my sister. See you some other day.""-Rodney sharply said back to him, "My folks are not persons I like to be with. They don't know me anymore. Remember? I lost contact with them when I took this job. I mean I already had bad relationships with them because they didn't want to allow me to attend my science lessons after the sixth grad experiment in which I built a nuclear bomb-"

"Yes, Rodney, we all know that story" Sheppard interrupted.

"Yes, yes, of course you do" he snapped back. "I just wish that there would be something that could get us a Zed-P-M." He added.

At that moment Dr. Jackson stepped close to their table.

"On that point, there may as well be" He said with a little smile on his face. "We received a communication from a neutral person. She said that she doesn't belong to any community and is on her own. Landry already sent out a team to check if her intel is reliable"

"What?" Rodney said in a half scream. "What are you talking about? Who is "she". What intel? What about Zed-P-M's?"

"Is "she" hot?" Sheppard added with a smirk on his face. Jackson just gave him on of the tell-you-later looks.

Jackson continued "Yesterday we got a message. It said "I know about your problems. No ZPM – no power. Atlantis looks well, Pegasus, not so. Wraith are growing in strength. More and more are culled. Don't ask me how I know it. I just do. I mean no harm. You need help, I am help. We can make a deal. Send a team to P2X-325 and see for yourself. Sorry I couldn't come in person. Having a little problem on my own. See you soon, Lara."

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