"Jem? Jem?"

Jem was startled awake by the sound of Torren's voice. She rubbed her eyes and rubbed her sore neck, realizing she'd fallen asleep in the infirmary while doing her reading.

"Oh, hi," she said, forcing a smile to try and hide how tired she felt.

"You fell asleep while working?" Torren asked, chuckling.

"I guess," she replied, still somewhat out of it. "What time is it?"

"Uh," Torren looked at his watch. "Eight-thirty-six in the morning," he replied.

"Oh crap," she said, her eyes widening. "I've wasted so much time! I have to get back to reading!" she exclaimed.

"Before you do that," Torren started, "I have something to tell you."

"Uh, okay?" Jem replied. "It can't wait until later?"

"Well, it could wait until a swarm of people run in with injuries, I suppose," Torren replied in an oddly joking tone.

"What?" Jem exclaimed. "Crap, if there's some kind of plague or something around here, then I really do have to get back to work. I can't have tons of people dying on my first week on the job!"

"It's not a plague," he said. "I just thought we should warn you," he said in a more serious tone, "there are two Wraith ships coming – about two days away. We didn't see them on the sensors until last night, and we don't know why. It seems they may have a new type of cloaking ability. We think a few more might also be on their way, and we just can't see them yet."

"The Wraith? Those ugly half-bug, half-human things that suck the life out of people?" she exclaimed. "I thought they didn't come to Atlantis? I was told they didn't have our location!"

"Well, that's because they didn't have our location before. Let's just say we've moved around a bit to keep them away from us."

"Moved around?"

"The city can fly," Torren explained matter-of-factly.

"The city can fly?!"

"Only if there's enough power in the ZPM."

"Umm...?"

"Don't worry about it," Torren said, "you'll learn all of this in time." He paused for a moment. "Anyway, I just wanted to warn you about the Wraith. Obviously we'll be fighting them with all we've got, but there'll probably be some injuries, and I thought it best you be prepared."

"Thanks," Jem replied. There was silence for a moment. "Wait, doesn't the city have a cloak?" she asked.

"I'm impressed," Torren said, "you do know something about the city!"

"So why don't we use that?"

"Well, now that they know we're here, it'll be easy for them to just take blind shots until they hit something. They'll pinpoint out location quickly, so we determined we ought to use our power for fighting, rather than for cloaking."

"Oh," Jem said, still thinking the cloak would be a better alternative. "Well, uh, thanks for the warning?"

"Anytime," Torren replied. "Well, I have to get back to work, plotting our strategy and all." He seemed way too calm through all of this.

"Okay, I will see you later," Jem called after him.