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Chapter Four

"Shep...pard." Announced a female voice in his dreams, one that he couldn't recognize; yet somehow he felt he should.

In nearly every dream his name was called out to him via that mysterious voice, he could somehow sense it was a voice from his past, he just wished he knew whom it belonged to. It took him months before he even remembered his own name, and that was round about the time the dreams started.

Shaking away the dream, John got out of bed and got ready for the new day.

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In the main room of the house the rest of the group were already preparing for their first meal of the day. Over time he had learnt little pieces about their past, but nothing concrete, none of it seem to mater for that memory was soon lost to him and no-one understand why. Only things which were constantly repeated he seem to remember well, like everyone's name.

Janice was the young girl; she was the daughter of Scott and Mary; Scott being the senior member off the four who helped him the most in his recovery from that fateful day. He was in his early sixties, but looked to be in his fifties, with greying hair and signs of black.

Mary, his wife, was slightly younger then him. She 'was' in her late fifties, with curly black hair and a slim-build with green eyes to match.

The fourth member of the group was Nigel. He mostly kept to himself and opted to keep out of everyone's way if he wasn't needed for any given task. John didn't know much about him; he certainly wasn't family to Scot and Mary like Janice was.

They all seem to welcome John with open arms, and to help him out as much as they possibly could. Even though John knew he didn't belong here he was starting to feel settled after all this time, since he was beginning to wonder if he would ever remember his past. But unknown to him, that was all about to change.

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Later that day everyone seemed to have disappeared from the house without informing John as to where they were going, since he had been asleep. John decided to go outside and look for them in the dark, see why they had rushed out in the middle of the night.

John could hear voices from around the back of the house, and decided to investigate.

"It's no good, the deflection shield is fading. I can't keep this thing operational for much longer. We'll loose everything."

John knew that voice belonged to Nigel, and Scott's followed.

"If this device fails, we'll be open to detection. We'll no longer be protected from the enemy."

"I know 'Sir'. I did warn you years ago when the stranger broke the barrier that this device could soon fail, his craft some how absorbed too much energy from it. The power core is almost depleted."

John quickly hid out of sight when Scott turned round to face the house he was leaning against.

Scott and the others were over by 'what he had been told' was the generator, which powered the systems in the house such as the lighting. He didn't know if it was used for anything else. It had never occurred to him. The glowing object inside the containment contraption was fading.

Looking at the device, it some how triggered a distant memory one in which he was standing in a strange room surround by not one, but three identical to the object he was seeing.

He willed himself to remember more, but wasn't successful as the image faded, just as quick as it arrived.

Janice's voice had bought him back to reality. "Father, what does this mean?"

"Unless we can find a replacement module for this device, will be open to an attack from the Wraith before I finish the experiment I am working on to be rid of them."

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Rodney felt it was his responsibility considering it was partly his fault Sheppard had disappeared, so he was searching star systems on his laptop for possible locations where he could be, he didn't want to give up searching for him, if there was the slightest chance he could be found, he knew Elizabeth felt the same, but her hands were tied to do anything about it considering their predicament in resources.

In his spare time he had been trying to recreate simulated incidents in which John's puddle jumper disappeared and what was the cause.

This felt like the trillionth time he had researched this kind of information and not once had he come close to his goal.

He had been in the science lab all day, not to mention most of the night; he had just dropped of to sleep when his laptop suddenly bleeped at him, interrupting a download.

Rodney jolted awake from the constant noise and looked at his computer, only to find his research was interrupted when it had picked up the whereabouts of a ZedPM in close proximity. He sighed, it wasn't the search he wanted but it was something that would help them.

A year ago, he found a way to locate ZedPMs via a new software programme he created and loaded into the Atlantis mainframe to help in their search; very rarely did it pick anything up.

He tapped his earpiece to call Elizabeth down to the lab. "Elizabeth, can you come down to my lab? I have something you may what to see."

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"Who ever lives here must be crazy." Pointed out Rodney. "I certainly wouldn't want to live in a place like this with no other life around.

"I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation why the settlers chose this place Dr. McKay." Answered Teyla as she and Bates' team followed behind, with Ronon bringing up the rear, ready and alert for any signs of danger.

Having set the puddle jumper down in the distance half an hour ago, the team had just reached the house John currently resided in. It was still dark but in the early hours of the morning. "The only thing I can see of use to them," said Rodney, "is the object we've come looking for and it looks almost depleted."

Upon reaching the device Rodney ran a few scans of it. "It appears to be the reason there's a shield in operation around this planet, why is another mater."

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John's room was facing the generator area and whilst he slept, the lights from the team's torches soon flickered into his room and in turn woke him up.

John sat up and looked outside the window, which was just inches above his bed. He could see a number of people who didn't belong there.

Tossing the covers off he ran out the room and practically banged on the door belonging to Scott and Mary's room. "Intruders."

Nigel's room was opposite and hearing the commotion he opened the door to see what was happening. "Why so much noise this time of the morning?"

John spun round at the sound of his voice, not realising he was there before hand till he spoke. "There's a group of strangers outside looking at the generator."

Nigel quickly grabbed something from behind the door and pulled out a long, dark, thin object. "I'll check this out."

Scott and Mary had appeared at their door and saw Nigel run out of the house and the noise of a gunshot being fired soon followed.

John bolted out the house after him, when shouts of alarm followed.

The minute he was in the open he could see Nigel was getting ready to fire again, only this time not into the air as a warning to stay away as no one had seem to move from the first round. He quickly ran towards him and lifted the gun up and away from its intended target, which was some chubby guy with scruffy hair, who was stationed by the generator.

Rodney and everyone else in the group stood staring in shock when they saw who had just saved them.

TBC