Summary:- Sheppard is captured by a woman who wants him as her consort – When John refuses she makes him her personal slave. Question is can his team get to him in time before their friend is broken beyond repair? Serious Shep whump and team angst - Set in Season 3 when Elizabeth and Carson were still there.

Warnings:- Violence/Torture

Disclaimer:- SGA isn't mine – if it was they would be writing Season 7 by now.

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CHAPTER ONE

All he could see was white..

White ceiling, white floor,white walls.. Absent was the familiar bleep of the heart monitor and antiseptic smell of the Infirmary despite the fact that Sheppard felt like his brain was filled with cotton wool, not the nice fluffy feeling of Beckett's good drugs – more like the kind that swelled into your skull, stuffing up your brain and making it feel like it could explode at any minute.

John raised his hand to check for injury's but surprisingly found none. He cautiously raised his head and the room swayed a little but after a moment he was able to identify that this definitely wasn't either Mirus or Atlantis and at some point – Sheppard couldn't remember how or when –he'd obliviously been drugged and separated from his team. John wondered where they were and hoped they were safe. On the plus side at least the bed was comfortable and the room clean which was an improvement on most places he'd been held over the years. However a prison was still a prison and John knew that he had to find out where his team was and work out a plan of escape.

Just as Sheppard struggled to his feet the door opened to reveal two guards wearing uniforms similar to the Geni but with a 1930s vibe to them. One of the men was carrying thick metal manacles and any hopes of a quick escape were dashed as John was too groggy to resist as the two inch bracelets attached by twelve inch chains were secured around his wrists and ankles chaffing his skin and making walking difficult..

Neither guard was in a talkative mood which gave Sheppard the opportunity to check out his surroundings. The walls and floor were made of sandstone and reminded him of the time he visited Edinburgh Castle with Carson last vacation but there was something strange about the place as it seemed to have an air of a family home...a very palatial home at that, as there was art Deco lights and furnishings which looked slightly weird against the rough medieval walls. As the guards stopped in front of a large wooden door John realised that they had reached their destination and wondered not for the first time today as to why he was here and what did these people want with him?

The larger of the two guards knocked twice and within minutes Sheppard found himself standing in front of a small stooped man with wiry grey hair who ushered them into the room. As John looked around he could see that this place was similar to 1930s America as the décor from the corridors was reflected in this room. Sitting on a velvet couch in front of a large roaring fire was a beautiful young woman who looked kinda familiar..As Johns fuzzy brain started to clear the pieces fell into place and Sheppard realised that although the clothes were different he suddenly remembered where he 'd seen her before.....

Elizabeth Weir wasn't too concerned at first when Sheppard's team didn't report in on schedule, it wouldn't be the first time and probably wouldn't the last either..After all John had told her at the last check in they had been invited to a feast in their honour to celebrate the new alliance between Mirus and Atlantis. However team Sheppard was now 4 hours overdue and something didn't feel quite right...

"Major Lorne, this is Doctor Weir could you assemble your team and meet me at the gate' room please"

Lorne had a fair idea why he was being called " What's the problem Ma am, is Colonel Sheppard's team not back yet?"

Weir had a wry smile on her face – it seemed she was not the only one to be concerned..

"Good guess Major – I need you to go.." Just at that the event horizon shone blue..

Chuck called out " Its Dr McKay's IDC – raise the shield"

Rodney McKay stumbled through the gate holding his head in pain before falling to his knees quickly followed by a dazed looking Ronon struggling to keep Teyla upright by gripping her arm..

Weir touched her radio "Medical team to the gate' room" and rushed to help. What had gone wrong now? and why did it always happened to Sheppard's team. Come to think of it where was John?

Mistress Leana looked at the handsome man in front of her and couldn't help but smile. When Leana first seen Sheppard a month ago at a trade negotiation with a neighbouring planet, she knew he had to be hers.. It was a simple matter of paying a few people to keep a lookout for the Military man and eventually word came through about the feast at Mirus. It had then been surprising easy to disguise herself as a serving woman and supply the Atlantians with the drugged wine.

The next part of her plan, which carried the greatest chance of discovery, was when she led the half drugged Colonel outside. However Leana needn't have worried as everyone who had passed seemed to think that Sheppard was flirting with her and by the time he lapsed into unconsciousness they had left the banqueting tent behind and the path was clear for her servants to load Sheppard onto a cart and through the gate'. Oh, she knew that a proud man like Colonel John Sheppard would be angry at the way he was brought here but Leana was confident what when he heard what she had to offer and if necessary given a "little" persuasion John would soon come round...

Sheppard couldn't believe this....As soon as he seen the red haired beauty with the hazel eyes he remembered what had happened the night before. The team had been enjoying a little down time at a feast arranged in their honour and despite the fact that John made a habit of never having more than one drink when off world the pretty girl with the red hair came up to him and just for once he made an exception – Way to go John! looking at the well dressed woman in front of him she was obviously NOT a waitress and as the woozy feeling in his body testified, the wine she gave him had been drugged..

"Good afternoon John, I trust that you slept well?" Leana smiled

"Its Colonel Sheppard to you – only my friends call me John – and why the hell have you brought me here?"

The small man signalled to the guards and a blow from a club brought John to his knees...

"My name is Mistress Leana Carlton of Kilsona. My father is the Ruler of this world and as my mother passed away some time ago and I am an only child, the time has come for me to provide an heir. As none of the young men here or in the neighbouring worlds interest me I have a proposition for you Colonel... I would like you - John Sheppard- to become my consort and help me rule Kilsona when my father passes away".

Laughter filled the room. John was beaten and restrained but couldn't stop himself laughing at this outrageous suggestion

"Lady, I get it that you're one good looking woman but I don't even know you.. and where I come from its usually the man who makes the first mo Ag!" A punch to the head made John see stars but he stopped himself just short of falling face first onto the floor.

Sheppard realised that he should really learn to control his big mouth as Leana looked really pissed

"Look Leana, its not that I'm not flattered by your offer and I'm sure that a lot of men would be privileged to be your consort but why me? I'm a Military man with nothing to offer and I have responsibilities at home. Like you I have people to protect and I know that those same people will be looking for me right now"

Leana came over and with her hanky wiped the blood from Sheppard's face " That's why I want you John... You have an inner strength that most of the men I meet lack. However.. if you wont agree to become my consort willingly, in this country we are allowed to take our slaves as concubines. Under those circumstances your life would be a lot less pleasant but the children from such a union would remain untainted by the association and would provide the necessary heir that is required to continue the bloodline of this family. As for your people John, you left them and Mirus several gates' ago so you the sooner you consider yourself a resident of Kilsona the easier this decision will be"

A signal to the guards and Sheppard was dragged to his feet "I didn't really expect you to agree to my proposal at once John but perhaps a stay in our dungeon will convince you to reconsider my offer.. - guards take him away"

As Rodney, Teyla, and Ronon slept in the Infirmary Beckett called Elizabeth over to his office.

"As far as I can tell according to the blood work the substance they were drugged with was extremely powerful but shouldn't leave any lasting effects. By tomorrow morning they should all be fine with nothing more than a slight headache. Has any of them been able to say what happened to the Colonel?"

Weir pushed her hand through her long dark curly hair "No, it turns out that they woke up to an empty tent. The good people of Mirus simply thought they were drunk and left them to sleep it off. McKay asked the Magistrate if he had seen where the Colonel went but apart from spotting John with a woman outside no one can remember him leaving. I've sent Major Lorne's team back to the planet to carry out a full investigation and he's due to report back soon. In the meantime Radek is making a list of the last gate addresses from the DHD but so far the list is proving to be extensive.."

Beckett looked at Elizabeth with professional eyes "Look Elizabeth why don't you head down to the mess for something to eat and then get some sleep – doctors orders"

Dr Weir looked at her CMO and knew that it wasn't really a request "Okay Carson, you're right as always, there's nothing more I can do tonight anyway – goodnight"

As Weir made her way into her quarters she dimmed the lights and got ready for bed. Sleep wouldn't come so Elizabeth made her way over to her desk to grab a glass of water and maybe check her emails – Right in her line of sight was the clay pot John had bought for her birthday. Picking it up she could feel tears clog the back of her throat …. John Sheppard where are you?

As Sheppard was dragged away from the lady of the house he couldn't help but notice that they were heading in a downward direction away from the cell he woke up in. John still ached from the blows he received but by the sound of things it didn't look as if his situation was going to improve any time soon.

The restrains around Johns ankles slowed him down to a shuffle and as the guards grew impatient with his progress they grabbed his arms and roughly dragging him along through a maze of corridors until the civilised part of the castle was soon left behind. When they eventual reached a large metal door Sheppard realised that they had reached their destination, as the door opened wide he could see a long flight of steep steps – maybe 30 - built into a rough stone wall heading downwards.

John was by nature an optimist but the sight that stretched out below him filled him with dread... This was a dungeon alright – reminiscent of the classic horror movie "The Pit and the Pendulum" It was difficult to see far in the gloomy chamber but as far as Sheppard could tell there were no real cells – just a large cavernous space with chains embedded into the wall every ten feet or so. Attached to three of those chains were two men and a woman – who looked beat – sitting on thin blankets as scarce protection against the cold stone floor. But the worst thing, and what disturbed Sheppard the most, was that all three had their wrists suspended above their head in thick looking manacles. John shivered and not just with the cold as he guessed this was going to be his fate too.... As he reached the last step a hard shove against his back threw him on his knees and he looked up into the face of a very large bald headed man..

"Goliath" was the only name he could think of as he must have been nearly 7ft tall and had muscles Ronon would have been proud of..as John stared at the large man he was met with a look of complete indifference "So you're the man foolish enough to turn down our Mistress – lets see if there's something I can do that will convince you to change your mind.."

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