Title: Untold

Author: shannyfish (previously atlantis child - Command Dynamics), innocent choir girl A new section of Atlantis is opened, but what allows them to access the technology and information?

Genres: Angst, Drama, Introspect, Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: None. Be proud!

Rating: PG

Chapter: 6 "Boredom…the key to chaos"

Author's Notes: Look Opal! I added! Be proud! LOL!!!! I didn't completely forget about this story or write it off ;) I just needed some time to write, sleep, and some inspiration!

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A week had passed since Elizabeth had put the area that apparently only Radek Zelenka could get into was restricted. She told them that she'd let the science team down there again when they had a better idea of what the rooms did and why only Zelenka could get through. Everyday, Rodney had come to her with a theory of how to get through and why only Zelenka had made it through. She had a feeling that Rodney really was hurt by the fact that his colleague could make it through and he couldn't. It wouldn't be the first time Rodney's ego was bruised though.

She was busying herself with reports from various departments and teams trying to catch up. As much as she tried to sort through it all, sometimes she wondered if the stack of reports ever ended. Though, paperwork was something that was very much needed just to document everything that went on. Taking in a deep breath, she let it out and then reached out for her coffee cup, just as she heard her door slide open. Looking up, she smiled when she saw that it was John.

"Mind if I interrupt your work?" he asked as he walked in without waiting for her response. He dropped down in the seat across from Elizabeth at her desk.

She smiled and sipped her coffee before responding to him, "It's the endless supply of paperwork."

"Ah. Yes, well I hear that's what happens when you're in charge…or a general…" John remarked with a smirk. He sized up the pile and then tilted his head trying to figure out who they all were from. "So, Rodney has this crazy idea…"

"Hold on, right there," Elizabeth said quickly after barely keeping her coffee in her mouth. She set her coffee cup down. "That's the start of a really bad proposition right there, John. And you know it, too." She knew there was something else going on. After being on Atlantis with him for so many years now, he had become easy for her to read. "What's really going on?"

John innocently shrugged and stated, "We're bored."

"You're bored?" Elizabeth repeated thinking she was hearing things at first, but when John nodded she shook her head in disgust. "I'm sure I could find something right here in my office that you could help me with…say paperwork."

"I'm no good at that stuff. That's why I'm the pilot and you're the diplomat."

Elizabeth sighed, "Some help you are."

He smiled, "Remember I'm your favorite colonel."

She couldn't help, but smile, "There are very few colonels that I see, John."

"Like I said… I'm the favorite."

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It was dark and colder than the rest of Atlantis. John had told her it was because the station had been shut down in that section, so it didn't pump resources like heat and light to that section because they didn't use it. She looked over to her side, John had the flashlight, but still in the partial lit hallway she could make him out. "How exactly did you talk me into this again?" she asked raising her eyebrows as they walked along.

"You needed a break." He smirked, "Evil paperwork and all. I saved you from it really…and it's not like it's not going to be there tomorrow just waiting for you. Probably with friends even."

He was right about that. Her paperwork would be added to by the end of the day and then early the next morning. So, why was she letting John Sheppard lead her into the depths of the city? The dark depths at that? What was it about him that she couldn't say no to? "John–"

"Ah, here we are," John announced as they entered the area and he had it power the lights. He blinked when the bright light attacked his eyes and then turned off his flashlight. "So, any more ideas about this 'The Truth Shall Set You Free' stuff?" he asked leaning against the wall. He watched Elizabeth walk towards the shield with her arms over her chest.

She turned to him, "I honestly don't know. I am, we don't have anything to hide, right?" Elizabeth asked.

"Honest in what way are we thinking?" John asked?

"Honest with ourselves? Honest with each other? Honest…just honest?" Elizabeth threw out to John not really sure what she was really thinking. She hadn't really thought about her meaning until he had asked her.

"Yeah…I guess," he responded with a shrug.

"You guess?"

He tilted his head, "You don't think I tell you everything, do you?" he asked raising his eyebrows. "Some things are classified."

Elizabeth smiled, "But nothing with Atlantis."

"No, nothing with Atlantis…nothing since I met you I guess…"

"So, why can't we go through?" she asked him before turning back to the shield.

John was about to respond when the whole city shook, the lights went out, and the floor was pulled from under them. The next thing John remembered was pain searing through his arm and patting around himself for the flashlight. "Elizabeth?" he called out in the dark and waited before calling again as he tried to find the flashlight. "Elizabeth?!" He sighed, "Damn it, Elizabeth. This isn't the time to be quiet," he said more frustrated with himself for bringing her down there in order for her to get Rodney to agree to letting them go back down there. His hands finally ran into a hard piece of something cold and smooth and he grasped it. Quickly, he felt around the flashlight, and found the button. He pushed it and found himself staring at the doorway he and Elizabeth had come in through was no longer accessible and there was rubble around them. Pulling himself from the door, he scanned the room and found Elizabeth not too far rubbing her head and mumbling. "You okay?"

She nodded and continued to rub her temple. "Something hit me."

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TBC…