Teyla holds Torren close to her chest and trying her best to soothe his little whimpering. He rubs his tiny face from side to side into her shoulder, indication to her that he is getting tired. She whispers in his ear an Athosian lullaby and he soon falls fast asleep. She gives him a kiss on his forehead and gently places him in his bed.
She turns away for just a moment, but when she looks back to check on Torren, he's gone.
"I'm sorry, Teyla," she hears John speak in the darkness. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you and Torren."
She looks to see where John is and as he emerges from the shadows, she can see Michael standing behind him with a knife to John's throat. Her eyes widen with fear.
"Give me the child… I promise I will not hurt him, but I cannot promise the same for Colonel Sheppard," Michael says with an eerie and calm tone.
Teyla takes a deep breath, stands up straighter and tries to show a bold face, "I do not have him. I made sure that he is in a safe place."
Michael dawns a sinister smile, "I hope that he is not with his father."
Teyla looks confused.
"You may have thought that he was cured, but I still have a hold on him. He is fighting as hard as he can, but eventually he will submit," Michael gloats.
"Don't believe him, Teyla. He's only trying to manipulate you," John blurts out just before Michael tightens his grip and angles the knife higher up his throat.
"Teyla, be reasonable. All I want is your child. Then I will be on my way and no one needs to be harmed," Michael says in a sly manner.
Outside her doorway, Teyla can hear the sound of Ronon's gun firing. Michael is temporarily distracted and John elbows him in the abdomen. They begin to struggle for the knife. A radio on Michael's belt announces that they found the child. Michael wastes no more time and plunges the knife into John's side, pulls it out and leaves quickly.
She watches helplessly as his body slumps to the ground and blood begins to flow onto the floor. As she nears him, his eyes begin to close and the room grows darker and cold. She can no longer see John.
All she can hear is his weak voice saying, "I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you and Torren."
She begins to scream, "John! Torren! No!"
She continues to scream over and over until John shakes her awake. She is still slightly disoriented, but she is so relieved to see him that she instinctively wraps her arms around him.
"It's ok. It's ok. It was just a bad dream," John consoles her.
She pulls away from him and her eyes widen, "Where is Torren?"
John smiles, "Just relax. He's ok. He's with Lorne right now. He said something about missing his nephews."
"So, Michael didn't get him?" she asks.
John shakes his head no. She notices a light cut on John's neck that she didn't notice before. She reaches up and lightly touches it.
"Oh that," he says casually. "It's just a minor souvenir from Michael."
Her eyes sadden and follow John's hand as he grabs his side.
"He did that as well?" she asks.
John hangs his head as if in shame, "I'm sorry Teyla that…"
She raises her hand to cover his lips, "There is no need to apologize. What happened after that?"
"Well, after Michael stabbed me, I encourage you to leave me to protect Torren. I must've passed out. The next thing I knew, I was in the infirmary. Dr. Keller said that Rodney found me and that Ronon was with you," John explains.
"And Kanaan?" Teyla asks.
"I think you need to talk to Ronon about that," he says with remorse.