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Chapter Two – Clichés

Elizabeth had always loved camping, and so as the days wore on, she began to unwind amongst the trees, fresh, crisp air, and the dulcet sounds of Sean Connery. She had always had had a thing for the first James Bond, coupled with that accent (something Beckett was never going to find out) and so having him at her disposal was a luxury that she hadn't realised she had missed so much.

What she did miss however was female company. When Sheppard had told Teyla that he was taking Liz on a holiday, the Athosian had jumped at the opportunity to go and visit her people on the mainland for a period of time. Ronon, curious to find out more about her people (or so he had said, Liz was sure just the opportunity to spend downtime with Teyla was a good enough reason for the Satedan warrior) had joined her. Whilst Elizabeth was comfortable with the current arrangements, John had given strict instructions to Rodney that if he so much as complained John would throw the doctor and his gadgets into the river, so even Rodney was becoming almost pleasant, the nagging itch that came with the lack of being able to giggle over whatever actor was on screen was beginning to claw at her.

'Knock knock?' John's voice broke her melancholy thoughts.

'Come in.' The Colonel lifted the flap of the tent and stuck his head into her tent. 'What's up?' She asked curiously.

'I was wondering if you wanted to come for a walk.' Elizabeth grinned and she moved to put her boots on.

'Sounds good. Where are we going?' John winked.

'That's the joy about these places. You don't know where you are going until you get there.'

McKay was puffing. Why had he let John talk him into this? He didn't like physical activity at the best of times. Now he was hiking through jungle with Tarzan and Jane. He sighed and returned to his hand held energy monitor. He didn't know why he brought it. It just seemed like a good idea. Up ahead he heard Elizabeth shout and then laugh as John fooled about. Glancing up he saw that John was living up to Tarzan's name and had hoisted the intergalactic diplomat over his shoulder and had taken a detour from the main path.

If this rutty root infested ground could be called a path.

With them out of sight the normally bitter scientist allowed himself to smile. He was pleased that Elizabeth had finally allowed herself to be talked into de-stressing, and was even enjoying herself. McKay wouldn't tell anyone, but secretly, apart from worrying that Zelenka and the other scientists were going to blow up Atlantis, he too was almost relaxed.

An alert from his energy sensor caused him to forget his actual enjoyment of this Utopia and his good mood vanished. A small energy spike suddenly appeared just up ahead, in the direction in which John had dragged Elizabeth. McKay didn't usually do the running thing well, however knowing that John probably wasn't exactly in military mode with Elizabeth slung over his shoulder, McKay suddenly found he had the feet of Hermes. Barely slipping on any of the foliage and dodging every root with ease, the scientist ran on.

McKay burst through a patch of dense undergrowth and found himself nearly running head first into a large stone pillar. Knowing that large stone pillars in the middle of jungles usually spelled trouble he puffed around it and was about to call to John, whom he had just spotted with Elizabeth gazing around the ruins when a bright light hit the two leaders of Atlantis. Rodney found his voice and called out.

'Colonel Sheppard! Elizabeth!' Both of them were frozen as the white light glowed stronger and McKay's device went crazy, telling him that there was apparently a strong energy signal coming from the direction of the light. McKay rushed over to them as the light almost blinded McKay for a second before disappearing completely.

'Colonel, Elizabeth!' The two people slowly turned to McKay, confusion and shock etched into their faces, before, just as McKay reached them, collapsing onto the ground.

'Great.' He checked his machine. The energy spike had disappeared as abruptly as it had started. As McKay set about finding both his friends' pulses, which apart from being a little fast were fine, it dawned on him that Elizabeth and John were both out of commission, which he decided was deemed a medical emergency, and he was thirty bloody miles from the gate. He looked around. There was no way he could even drag Elizabeth's slight body to the gate. His gaze returned to the two people on the ground. What happened? What the hell was that light? He then noticed the thin film of sweat that appeared on Elizabeth's brow. Touching her forehead the fever nearly burned McKay's hand. Praying to whatever un-Goa'ulded God that was listening that; a) they would be okay while he ran to the gate and got help b) the Wraith wouldn't come while he ran to the gate and got help and c) he himself wouldn't have a heart attack on his way to the gate, McKay set off.

Why can't we just have a normal holiday?