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Disclaimer: Not mine who ever owns Stargate Atlantis and SG-1 and so on.
Summary: Dr Carson Beckett wakes up...
Spoilers: ''Sunday''
A/N: I guess this will be an AU. The story continues from the ep."Sunday". The episodes after Sunday don't happen here. Someone finds out that our dear Doctor is still out there. They are not happy. (Thank you for all the reviews) Hehe…I am glad someone recognized DEATH…lol… (not that it was hard) Any who…
On Earth – Scotland
Chief Constable William Beckett was a kind and decent man. He was a good police officer and his qualities were what made him the Chief Constable in the first place. He had a wife and two small children. He had short dark brown hair, but the years had given him a few silver streaks. His deep brown eyes were hidden behind his glasses. He had a small brown beard that seemed to hold off the silver for the time being. He was broad shouldered man and was the tallest in his family and he was also the oldest of seven kids. His father had died when he had only been 13 years old. So he had practically been the father figured too all of his siblings, the thing his father had always said to him was: Take care of your family, protect them.
He had failed. Two weeks ago he had gotten a message that his baby brother had died. He had died saving somebody's life. That's what they had told him anyway. He had died in an explosion.
He now was in his office, going through some reports from the recent case. He heard someone knocking at his door and yelled come in. It was one of the Lab rats he had hired a few months ago. He was very young for his profession but he was brilliant. He was holding a folder in his hands.
"I finished the test on the two samples you gave me, Boss"
"Thank you, Greg" He replied as Greg handed him the files and went out of the office.
Being the police officer he was he had told one of his employers to take a DNA sample of the remains of his little brother. Then he had given them another DNA sample to compare them. He had now gotten the results back. Opening the folder he read it through. He snapped it shut. Mixed emotions where going through his head. But the one that was strongest was anger. The results he read, where not what he had expected.
He had friends all over the place. He had served with a man in the military a long time ago. He had recommended his brother to the new program in America a few years ago that his friend had been a leader of. He regretted that now. He picked up the phone and he dialled the number he kept in his desk.
"Hello" Said a tired voice at the end of the line.
"Hello Jack,"
Pegasus Galaxy – Atlantis
Some days later, Carson was walking towards Rodney who was standing on the end of a pier at the edge of Atlantis, gazing out over the ocean. Before they had returned from Earth, Carson had been following people around trying to contact them. But all his attempts had failed. No body heard him, saw him; he was gone in their eyes.
After hearing the faint whisper in his ear a few days ago, he had tried to communicate with the city. He had tried to convince the city to let him communicate with his friends through the systems. But the faint voice once again spoke. The city wasn't sure how to do that.
Carson was angry when the city revealed this. He had been standing in the corridor when he had been arguing with the city. He had felt a huge surge of anger and hopelessness and had slammed his fist against a door at his side. He didn't feel the pain. Angry he had walked away and his feet had lead him outside. What Carson had not seen, was the puzzled expression on a scientist face when he had opened the door to see who had banged on it.
Carson walked over to stand by Rodney's side.
Carson knew that Rodney would not hear him. But he pretended that he could anyway.
«How'd it go back on Earth?» Carson said as he looked at Rodney. Not expecting a reply back Carson begun to lower himself too the ground. But when Rodney replied he quickly stood up just as Rodney turned towards him and smiled.
«It was, um, it was awful. Your family was amazing, though.»
Carson was so shocked that Rodney could see him, the only thing he could do was smile. Not sure what too say he says the only thing that comes to mind. He is happy that after so many days of begin alone somebody can see him and he has somebody to talk too.
«Aye, they are. Good turnout?»
Rodney looked out over the ocean again. «Oh, packed the church»
«Oh, that's good to hear!»
«It's not going to be the same round here without you.» I am still here Carson thinks but instead of saying that he says something completely different.
«Oh, you're tellin' me!»
«You know, the universe is a big place.» Rodney looks at Carson «Who knows, maybe we'll bump into each other again.» I am not dead Rodney. Carson can't get himself to say it.
« Aye, who knows?»
Rodney looked away; Carson saw that he was on the verge of tears. He wanted to comfort his friend. But he knew his hand would only pass through Rodney if he tried to pat him on the shoulder.
«You were the closest thing to a best friend I ever had. I'm really, really sorry.» Rodney gave Carson a wistful look. For some reason he only feels empty now as he is listening. If Rodney had said this to him before...he would probably have blushed. But he could only manage to give him a small smile. «I should have just ...»
Quickly stopping him before he said it, Carson interrupted. «Hey. This isn't your fault.»
«You're just telling me what I wanna hear.»
«Well, that's what best friends do sometimes. And in this case it also happens to be true.» Carson gives his friend a smile and says something he had wanted to say since he disappeared. He sees how tired he is. You must, «Take care of yourself, Rodney.»
Rodney raised his hand to him and with a soft voice that people rarely hear from McKay.
«Goodbye, Carson.»
Carson could not help it, finally somebody was able too see him, he gives Rodney a smile. About to tell him that he isn't dead. But then suddenly he feels a strange breeze brush over him and he feels himself fade out of existence.
Rodney stands alone at the end of the pier.
A cry of outraged erupted from Carson as he reappeared in the medical bay.
«Why did you do that for?» He yelled.
«It wasn't me Carson» The voice of Atlantis whispered.
«Then who was it? »
«I don't know»
He finally gotten to speak to somebody and he had been so stupid to not tell them about his situation. He had been so happy to speak to Rodney that he had completely forgotten about everything. Rodney thought he had imaged him...and he had said goodbye.
Dropping to his knees he banged the floor with his fist in frustration. Damn it! He felt his eyes water. He looked down on the ground and saw a tear fall. But as he lay there he remembered. He felt a surge of hope run through. If Rodney had seen him, talked to him, maybe it could happen again.
He slowly raised himself of the ground and begun walking towards the pier again. But when he arrived Rodney had left. With a sigh he turned around and walked towards the gate room. Then he heard the alarms of the Stargate.
Two hours before - On Earth – Stargate Command.
Sitting around in the briefing room is General Landry with the members of SG-1. They are waiting for three members of the representatives of Britain. They had called a meeting. They had sounded extremely angry and had wanted to talk too them right away. So they where surprised when there was more than three people walking in the door. But most of all they were surprised that former SG-1 member Brigadier General Jack O'Neill walked inn the door with The British Ambassador and following him was five other people. Jack gave a sloppy salute too General Landry and a grim smile too the rest of his friends.
Jack stood besides a man that seemed to just as old as Jack maybe a bit younger. The British Ambassador introduced the four people that were with him; apparently the last man was with Jack. It was the representatives of Scotland, Wales and Ireland.
Jack put his shoulder on the man besides him. "And this is my old friend. Chief Constable William Beckett"
"Are you related to late deceased Dr Carson Beckett?" General Landry asked. He saw the expression on the man's face harden. Before the man could reply Jack did.
"Yes this is his older brother. Dr Beckett is the reason why we have these fine people here." Jack said as he felt William tense under his hand as the General Landry had said his brother's name. William was a very angry man. He had a folder in his hand. So when suddenly he slammed it on the table making everybody around it jump in shock. He didn't shout it was worse than shouting. It was a harsh kind of tone which suggested if you did not tell him everything he wanted, he would make you wish you did, and that it was a great idea not to get this man more angry than he was.
"Is this some kind of sick joke? What have you done with my little brother? "