A/N: Hello everyone, I'm so sorry for not updating. ; ; To tell you the truth, I had actually forgotten about this story because almost no one was reading it that is until recently. Reviews, favs and alerts have been going up like crazy! I thank you all sooo much, it really means alot. ^^ I am so sorry that I haven't up dated and that this one is so short. I've been rather depressed because my dog that I've had for ten years died recently. So that added up with stress from college and my mom being really has really hindered my motivation to write. So I'll be trying to update this more but sadly the chapters will most likely be rather short so that I can actually get something out. Also, sorry to all you Doctor Who readers, this chapter's mostly about Atlantis. Also, I still need vote on wether or not to have the pairings as John/Teyla and Ten/Rose or not.

Chapter 2

Elizabeth was dozing peacefully that evening and dangerously close to drooling on her reports; not something that she was proud of but it seemed to happen fairly often. Stopping yourself from drooling while asleep and dreaming of an old family dessert that you love, but there's always a downside to such wonderful dreams such as these; one such downside was annoying little woodpeckers calling your name.

"Elizabeth!"

"Not now, birdy… Momma's busy…" Rodney and John shared a confused look as the woman before them continues mumbling as sweets.

"Well, that was weird…" Sheppard drew out the sentence as he pulled his hand away from its place of knocking on the door jam and walked over to the doctor's desk. He stepped slowly around and gently shook her shoulder.

"Elizabeth, wake up. We need to talk!"

"Shake 'er a little harder."

"Elizabeth!" With this call he gave one last good shove resulting in Elizabeth gasping for air and jumping to sit upright.

"Wha! I'm awake!" They're commander's befuddled cry caused an awkward look between John and Rodney as Elizabeth looked around in confusion, "Hmmm… Oh, Rodney, Major… What're you two doing in my room? What time is it?" Sheppard stepped back around the desk as Weir reoriented herself.

"Elizabeth, we're in your office and it's like 3:20 in the morning; you fell asleep while working again."
Sheppard told her in normal time terms to help her fuzzy brain, "Anyways, we might have a problem." At this Dr. Weir was wide awake, she scooted her chair closer to the desk and looked intently at the boys.

"What do you mean by a problem?" This time Rodney stepped up to answer, arms folded across his chest and his normal smug look on his face.

"It would seem that the Ancients used to have allies that were another race of ancient aliens but when they came to Pegasus these allies became horrifically sick and only a few that came survived to actually help the ancients. "

"Ok, so how is this a problem, boys?"

"Elizabeth, we believe one of those aliens is here somewhere in Atlantis but we're not sure where and it could be really sick." John stuffed his hands in his pockets and leaned backwards slightly, "We're not sure how it breached security but we do know that we need to help it."

"Right. Alright John, you have permission to search out and find this ali-!" Elizabeth was cut off by the sound of a clicking noise coming from her earpiece, "Weir. Carson, calm down and tell me what's wrong." John and Rondey clicked their earpieces to listen in.

"Doctor Weir, we're 'avin' a major problem down 'ere in the infirmary. There's things jus' missin' from 'ere, but my staff hasn't seen any non-Atlantis personal."

"Carson, what do you mean? What's missing?"

"Medical supplies."

"Alright, thanks for the update, Carson. I'll be sending John down in a bit to check things out."

"Thank you, Doctor Weir." Elizabeth cast a look over to the two men in front of her, one gave her a nod and the other simply waved as they turned to.

~D~W~

Rose sat on the grated floor of the TARDIS' control room; she busied herself with securing blankets that she had gotten from one of the many rooms of the ship around the Doctor to try and ease the pain of lying on the hard floor. Her worry was starting to consume her but luckily her mind was taken off of it by the sound of the ship's door opening.

"Mickey!" With her call, the young man ran over with an armful of what looked like medical supplies, "What've you got there?"

"I dunno, jus' some supplies I found."

"Found?"

"Yeah, found. Outside the TARDIS is like an entire city! I found what looks like a miniature hospital and I took some stuff."

"A hospital! That's great, we can get some help!"

"Wait, Rose. We don't even know what these people are like or if they're even nice at all."

"Mickey, we don't have a choice! The Doctor needs help." She tucked the blankets around the Doctor a little tighter then stood up and headed for the door, "C'mon, Mickey. We gotta go ask these people for help!"