Previously on Stargate Atlantis…;

"Well, well, look what we have here. It's a little family adventure. How sweet of me to break it up."

Now, the continuation.

A cold feeling swept the team. Eyes widened, breaths hitched; time stood still if ever for a second. Suddenly, a throat cleared, and a voice spoke.

"Kolya?" John said more than asked, turning ever-so-slightly towards the man.

"The one and only. You didn't think another bullet wound would kill me, did you Colonel?"

"I could have hoped," John answered, tightening the grip on his gun. He shifted his body to cover Melena in case one of Koyla's men decided to get a little trigger happy.

"Yes, well, I didn't come here for small talk." Kolya stepped forward towards the team, smiling bitterly when guns were raised higher at him. "My original plan was to only take you and Doctor McKay. But, seeing as how you brought the family along, why not take Melena and Allison as well?"

Melena felt her father tense up in front of her. "What do you want with us?" Melena asked the question, not entirely sure she wanted the answer.

Koyla chuckled. "You have the Ancient Gene, do you not?" He didn't wait for an answer before continuing. "Let's just say I need you for some experiments."

"Over my dead body," John said, before all hell broke loose. Running behind trees on the side of the path, Ronan quickly shot down three men, shielding his son as he fired his own gun, knocking a man down.

"Nice shot," Ronan told him. Before Jason could respond, however, a scream pierced the air. A cold dread washed over them as they ran towards where the screams had taken place.

"Allison!" Rodney cried, stepping out of the safety of his tree and chasing after the Genii soldier who had captured his daughter.

"Rodney, no!" Teyla yelled, but it was far too late. Another soldier came out and grabbed Rodney, following the soldier who had Allison.

Melena heart raced. Her best friend had been taken. What was she to do now?

Suddenly, an unfamiliar had wrapped around her waist, dragging her. "DAD!" She yelled, before a hand was placed over her mouth. Melena attempted to bite the man's fingers, while trying to wriggle out of his hold. Nothing worked.

Hearing his daughter's cry, John ran over, stopping only when he saw a gun pointed at Melena's head.

"You come with me," Kolya started. "And no harm will come to her." John looked at Melena, his heart clenching. It reminded him back in their first year in Atlantis, when the man now holding his daughter had his wife in her place, slowing advancing backward, trying to escape. He felt the same way now, determined to set her free. When he looked into her eyes, he saw that they were slightly wide in fear, but he could tell she wanted him to leave her behind.

Koyla, tired of waiting, shot Melena in the leg. Her screams were muffled in her hand covering her mouth. John was thankful.

"I'll go," he said quickly, dropping his gun. Kolya let go of Melena and she crumpled to the ground in a heap. John ran over, grabbing his daughters face while brushing the hair out of her eyes. She was still conscious, but shaking like a leaf. He picked her up gently, her head resting on his shoulder. Kolya prodded him in the back, forcing him to move. He gave the command over his radio for the troops to cease fighting and return to the gate. They were leaving.

Ronon picked himself off of the ground, shaking his head from the buzzing feeling he felt. Somewhat wondering how and when the Genii procured Wraith stunners, he got up. Looking around, he remembered where he was, and a wave a panic finally set it. "Teyla! Jason!" The large man yelled fervently, spinning around his immediate surroundings. Hearing a moan, he followed it, crouching down to the body at his feet. "Ian?" The young man nodded, clutching his head as he was helped up by Ronon. "What happened?"

Another moan was heard, followed by a cry of pain. Helping Ian stand, they both ran over to Teyla and Jason, both sprawled out beside each other and in obvious pain. Ronon's eyes glanced over Teyla, and he saw the reason. After Teyla had gone after McKay, some Genii got cute and shot her in the side. Getting down on his knees, he pressed down on the wound, taking his wife's hand. She opened her eyes, glancing at him before giving a ghost of a smile his way. He smiled, before looking over at Ian who was tending to Jason. "Is he okay?"

Ian looked up, giving a confirmation with a brisk nod of his head. "Yeah, jest took a stunner to the chest. Should be fine in a jiffy." Patting Jason on the shoulder, he walked over to Teyla, motioning Ronon to take his hand away so he could get a better look at her injury. Whistling, he told her, "Sure did a good work putting you on the ground. Best I can do is apply pressure, Dad'll have to get the bullet out back home." Glancing over at Ronon, he asked, "Do you mind running to the gate and informing Aunt Elizabeth we'll need a med team?" Ronon nodded his head, taking a last glance at his wife and son before sprinting towards the gate.

The first thing she felt when she came to was pain, and lots of it. Her eyes opened, but closed at the bright light of the cell. Gasping, she grabbed her leg, but stopped when the action sent waves of pain up and down her leg. Crying out, she heard footsteps cross over to her, before a hand grabbed hers and someone sat down next to her. "Mel? Mel, can you hear me?"

It was her father. Nodding her head, she heard him sigh in relief as he gathered her in his arms without disturbing her injured leg. "You had me so worried. We've been here a while, and you hadn't woken up." Brushing a kiss against her forehead, she forced her eyes open, wincing at the light. "Where are we?"

His face hardened. "Can't say for sure, but we're on one of Kolya's little hideouts. He looked around. "Sort of looks like where I was when I met Todd."

A look of confusion swept her face. He smiled in apology. "He was that Wraith that fed on me only to give me my life back. Koyla captured me to get to one of his men, and proceeded to make your mom and the rest of Atlantis watch as the wraith fed on me via video transmission. Weirdest experience of my life," he added, giving off a shudder before regaining his composer. "Anyway, I sort of wonder if this might be the same place, but it's highly unlikely. Koyla's annoying, but he's not stupid." Melena's smiled, resting her head on her father's shoulder, suppressing the cry that tried to force it's way out from the amount of pain it caused. "How long was I out?"

"I don't know, they took my watch. But, they've dropped off two meals, so I'm guessing at about around a day or so." Watching his daughter stir against him, he wrapped an arm around her. "You okay?"

Melena shook her head. "I was shot in the leg, dad. How do you think I feel?"

He shook his head. If it hadn't been for their current situation, he would have reprimanded her for her sarcasm. "You hang out with Allison too much," he instead said, running a hand up and down her back, soothing not only her but himself as well.

He paced back and forth in the cell, countless situations running through his head. Where were Melena and Sheppard? Where was Allison? Where were they at? A hand ran through his hair as he let out a frustrated sigh, ceasing his pacing for a moment. Sitting down on the bed, he tried to take account of what was going on, but the only thing he knew was that he was in a cell, having been captured by the Genii.

Couldn't get much similar than that, could you, McKay? He laughed at his own thought, which led him to believe he was going crazy. Wouldn't take much, now, would it?

Shaking his head, he glanced up as the door opened, and his daughter was thrown in. Jumping up, he grabbed her just before she impacted the ground, and he glared at the guards as they shut and re-locked the cell before leaving. Turning is attention to his daughter, he noticed she'd been crying, which was never a good thing. Picking her up, his knee protested in the movement, but he ignored it as he set her on the bed, using a hand to gently move the hair from her eyes. Allison didn't look any worse for ware, but he could tell that some form of torture occurred, and he wondered absentmindly when it would happen to him.

Jason looked around the Infirmary, patiently wondering when he was going to get released. To his left he saw the privacy curtain pulled around his mother's bed. It hadn't taken his father long to come back with Carson and a med team, nor had it taken long to get his mom into surgery. It felt like an eternity, though, sitting in a bed.

Looking up, he saw his dad enter the Infirmary, carrying Charin in his arms. The little girl squealed at the sight of her brother, before being glared at by her dad. Setting her on the bed, Charin crawled up, resting her small frame against Jason, the largest of smiles plastered on her adorable face. It was entirely obvious she had inherited most of her mothers looks.

Hugging his sister, Jason looked up at his dad. "How is she?" he asked, gesturing over to the bed next to him. A tired sigh escaped his fathers throat as he sprawled down on the chair next to the bed. "Carson says she's fine, but it's taking her leg longer to heal than normal. He thinks it may have gotten infected." Looking over to his wife's bed, he shook his head. "Elizabeth is hold up well, believe it or not. It could all be for show though. I've tried talking to her, so has Carson, but it doesn't seem like it's working."

Jason looked away. Of course, Aunt Elizabeth would act like she was fine. It was her duty. But he had heard the stories from Melena, where she wouldn't sleep, staying up all night with her children around her. Comfort, that was what Melena had said. A part of him wondered if she was doing the same thing now.

"Can I talk to her?" he asked quietly, looking up. Ronon's head whipped around, giving his son a look of questioning for a single moment before nodding his head, moving a hand to tap his radio before Jason stopped him. "No, not here. I meant in private."

Ronon looked at his son, and without saying a word, he stood up, walking over to Carson's office. Whatever he said struck his dad, because half an hour later he was released from the Infirmary with orders not to do anything too strenuous for a few days. Making his way to the control room, his thoughts went to Melena, and he wondered how she was. Taking a breath as he walked up the steps, he nodded at Chuck.

She sat there, eyes reading over reports like nothing was wrong. He could tell she hadn't been sleeping, and if her husband and daughter weren't found soon, she'd lose weight too. Her kids would cease to have the mother they always knew, and she'd revert to how she acted when she didn't have a family, a time that Jason had only heard of from stories. Shaking his head, he tapped on the door frame to her office, mentally berating himself for not announcing his presence as he watched her jump in her chair.

"Jason! What can I do for you?" she asked, taking a moment to rub her eyes.

Walking in, he sat down, looking her in the eye. "Aunt Elizabeth, do you mind if we talk?"

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