A/N: Thanks for all the reviews everyone. You guys are the best! I love ya!

Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own any of this.

Ch.3

Asura woke up, startled. She felt tingly and numb all over. Her head felt a little cloudy. And she wasn't sure why.

Then she remembered, those stuns. The whole fight scene. What were they? Those creatures were different. They could heal rapidly and they were much harder to kill then anything she had encountered in the past . Though the fact wasn't too strange. She was from a galaxy with such a high amount of diversity.

Just the bottom line was, she hadn't ever seen them before. Plus, she had to remember she was a in a different galaxy all together.

Asura had hardly looked at her surroundings. She could tell it was some sort of infirmary. No bacta, kolto or medical druids. It seemed very...primitive.

There was some sort of sack and tube attached to her arm and she had on some sort of thin material. She had on blankets. But underneath her thin medical dressings...she had nothing else on. She was naked.

"Ahh!" She sat up. Her head pounded. "Ow...dang."

Asura looked around for some personal of any sort. "Hello?" She moved off the bed and put her feet on the floor. "Where are my clothes?"

A man stuck his head out from around the corner. He smiled and said something.

Uh oh. She didn't understand the language just like last time.

He seemed kind though. He looked official, as if he was a doctor.

"Stang. You don't speak Basic."

Asura smiled back at him. And tried Huttese. Nope. Bothan. Nope.

Wookie-speak? "Ryaaah. Ha!"

She laughed at herself. Only wookies were aloud to speak their language. Anyone else sounded a little foolish.

The doctor looked at her funny. And chuckled.

Well, at least he can tell I'm trying.

He pointed at himself. "Carson Beckett." Wow, his accent was weird.

Was that hello? "Carson Beckett?" She repeated.

Asura pointed at herself. "Asura. Asura Seray."

She stuck out her hand. He seemed to be familiar with the gesture and shook her hand.

"Beckett." He said again with a grin.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Dr. Beckett seemed amused with his new patient. He was startled when the team brought her in. Unconscious and a little roughed up. Colonel Sheppard related the story of how they came across her.

A warrior with extraordinary strength and dexterity, that took on a group of Wraith with ease. And took on several hits with a stun gun.

Very intriguing. She was also very pretty. He couldn't help noticing. Dark brunette hair setting off her deep blue eyes.

Dr. McKay walked into the infirmary and noticed the two of them trying to converse.

"How's our patient?"

Instead of answering, Beckett pointed to McKay. "Rodney. Rod-ney"

She copied him, even his Scottish accent.

"Okay, Carson...she's not five." Rodney said with an eye roll.

Beckett seemed to be enjoying this. "I may not be a literary expert, but, I think she was trying to converse with me. Just with languages I've never heard off."

"Really? You sure she's just not insane?"

"I think she's much smarter than we think." Beckett smiled at her. He could tell she was trying desperately to understand them. "And I ran tests while she was out. She's perfectly heathy. And in great condition, other then some scaring."

"Scaring?"

"Yeah. Looks as though she either had a run in with some sort of battle or she extremely accident prone."

Rodney nodded. "Well, interesting. Anyway, Elizabeth wants to meet her. And I was hoping to run some tests on her."

Beckett seemed dejected, he wanted to spend more time with her. "Ah, alright. Just be careful...she's my patient."

"Yes, yes I know."

-.-.-.-.-.-

After given some comfortable clothes to change into and some privacy, she was 'asked' by 'Beckett' to go with 'Rodney'.

Her robes seemed unavailable, but the new clothing wasn't bad. At least she wasn't running around with her bed sheet. She could imagine how embarrassing that could be.

Rodney led Asura to a large circular room. Doors were open around it on all sides, and a single woman was sitting at the desk in the center.

A sort of flat computer was next to her, propped up on the surface.

Rodney motioned her to take a seat, as he sat down in front of the computer.

She decided to sit across from them. She could tell it was their form of an interrogation.

No, not even that. How could she be interrogated when she couldn't even understand the language?

Asura watched curiously as the 'doors' around the room closed all together, producing on solid wall around her. Leaving the three of them alone.

The two of them talked with one another. Rodney glanced at her. Giving her an odd look. But a couple of times, the woman gave Asura an assuring smile. As if not to leave her completely out.

Asura smiled back and nodded. She wanted them to know that they had her own consent with this sort of, 'group' meeting. She was their guest after all.

Asura knew Rodney was running tests. It didn't bother her as much, though. Right off, she trusted them.

And where was she to argue? She couldn't formulate any words to express herself. Asura was happy that they even allowed her to stay.

But, It was hard knowing she was an outsider.

For a moment her thoughts went to the Mandalorian. Jakel...She wondered if he was even still alive. And he was without the force. It would be harder on him. He couldn't get a sense of things or even absorb.

Suddenly, the thought struck her.

Absorb!

She had seen dark Jedi do it to prisoners. They could manipulate the minds onto others. Stealing thoughts. It took concentration to say the least. Not to mention will.

If she could use that to her advantage in such a way that she could understand them...

She had to try.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Meanwhile, Rodney was almost done with his tests.

Her brain waves were off the charts. It was interesting to watch.

He reminisced with the time when Chaya, the Ancient woman or 'Sheppard's fling' had been in the hot seat. The screen at the time looked similliar.

"This is so interesting." Rodney quipped.

"I know. You've said it five times already." Weir said. "Make any headway with what she is?"

Weir looked at the woman and nodded to her reassuringly.

"Well...Beckett's tests reveal she's human. And not even Ancient. But from my standpoint here?" Rodney shook his head in disbelief. "There is something. That's for sure."

Weir glanced between the two of them. "Well, I don't sense a threat. But we can't be too sure."

Rodney looked at Weir. "If we somehow come across an advanced state of human. And make a discovery, can we name it after me?"

Elizabeth Weir merely stared at him.

Rodney looked exasperated. "Look...I had to just ask, ok?"

With his tests now finished, he looked at the woman. And to his surprise her head was lowered and her eyes were closed.

"Um, where we that boring?"

Then, without notice his head felt weird. As if some gravitational force was on each side of his brain and was starting to push. It wasn't exactly painful.

"Do you-" He put his hands to his temple. "Do you feel that?"

He somehow was able to look at Weir. She hadn't moved and was staring strangely ahead with a blank expression.

"Y..Yes-" She mumbled. "Is she doing that?"

But suddenly it was gone.

The woman in front of them gasped loudly.

Rodney shook off the feeling he just had. "That was weird."

Weir looked concerned. "Should we treat that as a breach in security?"

The woman took in a few deep breaths. She slowly moved her eyes up to meet theirs. "Finally!"

Rodney and Weir looked at each other and then back at her, who conveniently fell unconscious.

Next: Nice detailed description of the Force and the Jedi, anyone?

If you wanna, you can review too! Thanks once again to all those who have already, you know who you are!!