I hit the mat with a loud thud.

"Ooow!" I yelled. I rolled my head to the sides trying to stretch out my neck; my eyes were still squeezed tightly shut after bracing for the impact. When I opened them, a hand was being offered to me. I took it and was pulled up quickly. "Thank you."

I'd been sparring with Evan to pass the time until I'd be needed again. So far, I hadn't been. That was the fourth time I'd been knocked down in a row. I was out of practice, more used to basketball with Cam back at the SGC. It was usually on a Friday. Cam played with his team on a Sunday as well. If neither one of us was off world, neither one of us would be alone. He used to say I was like his little sister, which was sweet. My head flooded with memories of Cameron, who was one of my best friends on Cheyenne Mountain. I was going to miss him while I was here and basketball was now sparring with big sticks.

"Don't you think we should stop now? I think you've gone down enough." His eyebrows knitted together, he sighed and pulled a towel off the table in the corner.

I smiled at him, asking, "Do you want to stop?" I rolled my head to the side, breathing a little deeper than normal and putting my hands on my hips.

Evan gave me a blank look.

I took the towel from him and threw it in the corner. "Then let's go." I stepped back, taking my stance once again, "Round five. I don't mind. Come on." I smiled widely and he rolled his eyes at me but I saw the smile hinting at his lips. He turned around then back to me, the tiny smile gone, replaced by a serious look. He took the stance too and we stood opposite each other, waiting for one to begin.

Neither one of us moved, the sparring staffs suspended in the air, seemingly frozen. I turned slightly to one side then used the extra room to build up the momentum of the first blow. It hissed through the air and I hit Lorne's staff with a thwack, then I slid it away and followed the first with a second, harder blow. Lorne was faster than me and caught my stick with both of his, pulling it back over to meet the floor. He spun his leg around underneath me and knocked me over onto the mats once more. I dropped both staffs before I fell, but I twisted over, falling front-first. My head hit one of the staffs I'd dropped, and I heard a crack. I instantly knew it wasn't from the staff.

I sat up slowly, covering my nose with my hand for the moment while I waited for Evan to come over with a small towel. "It's the best we've got for now. Can you stand up? We should get you to the infirmary." He babbled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

"You broke my nose!" I yelled at him. Well, when I say yell, it came out as more of a stifled mumble. I wasn't too happy it didn't come out right, but the towel in my face restricted my speech a little.

"Well I-" He was cut off by a low rumble. The whole room was shaking and if I wasn't mistaken, it was moving up. I didn't have much more time to think about it though, because the movement up-rooted my feet and sent me stumbling over to the side. I hit the wall head-first and slid down hard onto my bum. Today was not my day.

In the corner of my mind I heard Evan shout my name as I went flying but I concentrated more on the pounding headache I'd just gotten. I screwed my eyes up and dropped my head, willing the pain to leave. It didn't.

When he reached me the shaking hadn't stopped. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"Head...is swimming. Not good."

The shaking steadied quickly and Evan helped me up. I wobbled a little when I stood and tried opening my eyes, but I quickly shut them again.

"Now my vision is swimming..." I stumbled again so Evan put an arm around my waist to keep me up.

He led me through the corridors.

"Wow, that's funky!" We were walking down a corridor just next to the infirmary when I stopped, looking straight up at the ceiling. The lights above me seemed to be dancing across my vision.

Evan looked down at me, puzzled. "What is it?"

I smiled as widely as I could. "The lights are doing the can-can!"

Dr. Keller pulled away the cloth carefully. "What happened? I don't think I've ever had this bad with John and Ronon."

She pulled out a tray full medical things and put them on the bed next to where I sat.

"He hit me!" I said it as if I was annoyed and then smiled at Evan.

He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "Yeah, then the lights started doing the can-can." Before Jennifer could ask, he explained. "She hit her head too."

Jennifer shivered. "You hit her that hard? Yikes."

"No," Evan laughed. "The city took off and she slipped."

"Ah, that makes sense." She finished putting the bandage on and I jumped down. Jennifer handed me a packet of painkillers as I left with Evan. "Oh, and Captain?"

I turned back to her. "Yes?"

"Woolsey wanted to see you. He'll be in his office."

I nodded, a little confused. "Okay," I turned back to Evan. "I'm gonna head straight there, I'll see you later."

"Okay." He smiled and headed down one way and I started down the other.

It didn't take me long to reach the control room. After looking around I saw Woolsey was in his office, sitting in his office. I made my way inside and he stood up when I arrived.

"Captain Gordon, do you want to take a seat?"

"No thank you." I said crossing my arms.

"Alright." Woolsey sat back down at his desk and looked up at me. "Chris, You know that we had to leave in a hurry. We recalled all off-world teams."

I nodded.

"Well," He clasped his hands together and leaned forwards. "Your sister was in an off-world-"

"I know what my sister was doing."

"Okay. What I need to tell you is that there were some teams we couldn't reach, some teams that didn't come back. Your sister was a part of a team that we couldn't contact."

I couldn't help it. I fell into the chair behind me. "So my sister is-"

"Still in Pegasus." He finished for me. Woolsey said the words I couldn't say and at that moment I think I might've stopped breathing while I was sitting there.