A/N: Disclaimer - I don't own anything or anyone mentioned in the story, they are property of…however owns them. ENJOY!
CHAPTER ONE -
"Okay, dogs or cats?"
"Dogs." John replied, keeping his eyes on the sky in front of him.
"Figures." McKay said under his breath.
"Alright, Beatles or Rolling Stones." John challenged.
"Ooh, tough one. But I'd have to say Beatles. Okay, Canucks or Flames." McKay asked.
John looked at him, puzzled.
"Huh?"
"They're hockey teams!" Rodney exclaimed. "Vancouver Canucks? Calgary Flames?"
"No idea." John told him simply.
He clucked his tongue. "And you call yourself a sports fan?"
Before Sheppard could retort, something went wrong. The controls of the jumper start flashing, and navigation screens went all snowy.
"What's going on?" Rodney cried.
"I was about to ask you the same thing!" Sheppard said, trying some different control switches. "Go check the energy panel!" He ordered.
Rodney grabbed his hand held computer and went to the back of the ship. He removed a plate from the ceiling to expose the power source underneath, and he got to work. However, minutes later, the problem was still undiagnosed, and John had lost complete control of the jumper.
"Come in, Atlantis! This is Sheppard, do you read? Atlantis, this is Major Sheppard! Come in!" No answer.
"I don't understand…" Rodney whispered to himself, as he double checked the computer readings. Nothing appeared to be wrong!
"McKay, we need to get out of here!" John shouted, spinning in his chair.
"What!" Rodney asked. He glanced out the front window. "We're, like, 200 metres over a huge lake!"
"Yeah, well, we're losing altitude and approaching the mainland fast! If we don't evacuate now, we are going to burn up when this thing crash lands! Come on!" He jumped up and opened the back of the jumper. The change in air pressure nearly sucked them out.
"Just one more minute..!" Rodney began, but John didn't let him finished. He smacked the computer out of his hand, and grabbed him by the vest. Then, he jumped, plummeting himself and his friend into the dark lake below.
They re-emerged from the water just in time to see the jumper crash into a building on the mainland, and burst into flames. John and Rodney looked at one another, anxiously, soaking wet and bobbing up and down as they treaded in the frigid water.
Back at Atlantis, Weir and the rest of the team had in fact received John's distress call.
"Major Sheppard, come in! What's the situation? Major Sheppard?" No reply.
"They seem to be able to transmit but no receive messages. The Major sounded pretty panicked. What planet were they on?" Elizabeth asked.
"P4Z 399, ma'am." Replied one of the technicians.
"We'll wait one hour to see Major Sheppard contacts us again, and if not, we'll send reinforcements." She said. Ronon and Teyla nodded solemnly. They all just hoped their friends were okay.
A/N: Please R/R!
