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Finding A Place To Belong

There always seems to be more questions than answers

Chapter 6

Harry lay on the examination table where Dr. Beckette had left him. Turning his head from side to side, he gave the room a thorough look after the doctor left. There was all that much to see, two chairs, an examination table and the large scanner that looked much too heavy to move, for all intents and purposes the room gave Harry few clues as to where he really was. The shades in the window were now drawn and Harry couldn't be sure if there was anyone still watching him. He couldn't see any security cameras, but that didn't mean that they weren't there. The only possible option of escape at the moment rested on the assumption that he would be able to get his way past the guards posted outside of the door and get to a window, all without magic, and recognize where he was long enough to disapparate without being seen. That was banking on the assumption that there were in fact windows looking out of this place. He hadn't seen any on his way here. Harry heaved a sigh of tired frustration, why couldn't things just be simple?

He gave one more try at getting comfortable on the hard slab of a table before accepting that getting comfortable just wasn't going to happen without the use of magic. Harry began to empty out his thoughts. Emptying his head of thoughts would take longer than usual, but he wasn't worried much. He doubted that he was going to go anywhere anytime soon. Harry's mind was much more muddled than when he had needed to go through his thoughts nearly every night. Clearing his mind was a form of meditation, something he learned during the War in order to get at least some sleep without bad memories and lost friends invading it. The great effort to siphon everything out of his mind was worth it. He got sleep. He also found that he could think as well as sense magic with more clarity. A useful thing to be able do if he knew he would be breaking through wards in the near future, though that wasn't really going to be an issue among the muggles, or at least what seemed to be muggles.

While Harry lay trying to clear his thoughts, Dr. Carson Beckette was hard at work analyzing the puzzling Mr. Potter's blood. The lad was claiming to be from Earth and, while Carson knew that this was highly unlikely, he was a scientist and needed evidence to prove otherwise. He was running antibodies tests to see if the lad's blood held signs of having developed resistance to common Earth diseases. It was true that the Pegasus galaxy held a number of diseases and illnesses that bore a striking resemblance to the ones found on Earth and were equally transmittable to humans. This was one of the reasons that Carson insisted on regular and frequent check ups for all members of the Atlantis expedition. Frankly, he was surprised that no one had taken terribly ill to an as yet unknown Pegasus contagion. They didn't have vaccines to protect against such things yet, though he did know of several people who had at one point come down with the Pegasus common cold, luckily they had yet to encounter an alien flu. That was something that he was most certainly not looking forward to. But, the properties between Earth and Pegasus contracted diseases were not the same, you could tell them apart fairly easily if you knew what you were doing.

In addition, he was also running DNA sequencing. This would pinpoint where the lad had come from. Ronon, from Setada, had a slightly different genetic make up that that of the Athosions and many of the other planets, including Earth. The use of the Stargate could, in theory, throw off results, but if the lad was from Pegasus then the sequencing could go a long way to helping Carson narrow down which planets he could potentially be from.

The Antibodies tests took much less time than the sequencing did. Carson didn't have to wait very long for those results, shocking though they were. It was reading antibodies that Carson recognized, Meningitis, mumps, varicella, parvovirus antibodies that could only have been created by a human who had lived on Earth. Carson was having great difficulty in accepting that the lad could be from Earth, but the evidence pointed to it. 'How could this be possible?' Carson thought as he looked through the test results before he shaking his head and letting out a slight chuckle when he remembered that he was currently sitting in the lost city of Atlantis using ancient technology to analyze blood in a fraction of the time it took Earth's technology to do the same. What wasn't possible? Carson just had to wait for the sequencing results to confirm that Mr. Potter was, indeed a human from Earth.

Carson sighed, he had hoped that he might get a break, with it being the mandatory day off tomorrow. "Strike that," he harrumphed looking at the clock, 2 a.m. He was currently working during the mandatory day off. "Well that's just brilliant," He said to himself just as the sequencing machine beeped. He only had to glance at the results for a second before he was off in search of Dr. Weir with information that he felt needed to be told in person. Sleep would have to wait.

After leaving Dr. Weir and Sheppard behind in the observation room, Ronon made his way back to his quarters. He showered and dressed quickly and then simply sat on his bed looking down at his hands. He'd had been on Atlantis for nearly two years, yet he still hadn't fully grown accustomed to having so many people around him again. He doubted that he ever really would.

Seven years as a runner had changed him, hardened him. He hadn't realized just how much he changed since he left his life on Setada, until now. The people of Atlantis had taken him in giving him a home. They had become his family, coaxing him out of the steely armor that he had built up around himself. Yes, he had changed during those seven years as a runner, but he hadn't realized just how much he had changed in these two years on Atlantis. He hadn't really thought about it until he had seen the intruder's eyes. He saw pain, anger, hardness. Potter's eyes mirrored his eyes. Dangerous eyes, Ronon didn't trust him. What did that say about himself? He wasn't sure he wanted to know. He took one more deep breath, trying to center himself, push down memories that he really didn't want, before rising from the edge of the bed. He needed to find Sheppard and Weir. Maybe McKay had found out how the intruder had gotten into the city.

Harry didn't know how long he had been laying on the table before his thoughts had completely faded. It could have been hours. No one had come in to ask any further questions,. He felt relaxed and was almost reluctant to bring up memories, begin sorting what knowledge he had managed to gather so far and how to use this to advantage. He was in some sort of facility, a large one given by how far he had had to walk to get to the room he was in. A facility which most definitely had something to do with the military, but was run by non-military people. He also knew that it wasn't a solely American facility since the doctor who examined him was Scottish. Those he had met so far had not seemed overly aggressive or threatening. They hadn't even thoroughly searched him for weapons, that gave the impression that they were inexperienced with dealing with intruders, but given that Harry had been found and escorted at gunpoint within minutes of his arrival, that didn't really seem to be the case.

The medical technology that they utilized also seemed fairly advanced. Harry had been living solely in the magical world for a number of years. It was possible that there had been advancements in the most recent years that he just had no knowledge of. Perhaps that was the purpose of the facility, to create new technologies. But then why would they use the technology on an intruder? There was also the interesting detail that he had been asked to submit to a physical and blood tests. That, as far as he knew, was not standard procedure when it came to capturing intruders. It was possible that they were worried about contagions, but then why not isolate him immediately? The room he was currently in did not look to be a room in which you put an intruder who could be carrying a contagion.

Harry wasn't sure what to make of the facility or the people running it. But he did manage to see that there wasn't a possible way to escape without revealing what he was to an unknown force.

After determining that there wasn't anything he could do until he gained more useable information, Harry saved his energy for things to come and rested. Harry his eyes still closed, looked to anyone watching as if he were napping.

Now that his head was no longer going through his most recent memories he became aware of a buzzing sensation just at the edge of his mind. It wasn't a ward, no this just felt something like an itch at the back of his mind. Just as he started to spread out his consciousness to find out what this itch was, the doors opened. Harry opened his eyes and slowly sat up. Dr. Weir entered the room flanked by Sheppard and the Scotsman who had examined him. Harry noted that the man who had growled at him was not in their company. Had be been asked not to join them?

"We need to talk," Weir said raising an eyebrow, a frown fixed on her face. Harry got the feeling that whatever they were going to talk about was about to complicate things further.

Thank you everyone for your reviews. I read ALL of them and many of the comments have helped me.

I thought that I had mentioned the mandatory day off in chapter 2. Turns out I didn't. oops... I'm going to try and go back and fix that, hopefully soon. Again, this story is an AU starting at the episode 'Sunday' where the whole station is ordered to have a day off. How AU it goes from there is yet to be decided.

I didn't mention anything about the basilisk venom or phoenix tears in Beckettes's tests because I think of them as just really strong snake venom and antivenom, neither of which stay in someone's system more than a couple of days.

Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it. :)