I have decided to spice things up a bit. Ah, who am I kidding, I'm gonna spice it up a lot! Expect to see crossovers with (but not limited to): H20:Just Add Water, Maximum Ride, Star Trek: Voyager, and others besides. (The others besides may not materialize, but these three are set in stone, just not yet.)

Rodney's lab: "How do you intend to get rid of that Wraith cruiser?" asked Zelenka

"Hmm. I'm gonna noodle that for a bit. See ya later." Ajax walked out, deep in thought. Struck by an idea, he started walking with purpose, ending up in the Jumper bay. Walking into the Jumper, he sat down in the pilot's seat, but nothing happened. Frowning, Ajax got back up, and went to Sickbay.

"Carson, do you have a way to give ATA to people without it?"

"Ajax! What brings you here?" came the cordial greeting. "I hadn't been expecting to see you back in here ever again after you had told me your story."

"I trust you. That's saying a lot. My reason for coming here was to see if you had a way to allow people to control the Lantean tech."

"I do have a phage that I can introduce to your bloodstream to induce ATA. Are you sure you want that?"

"Trust me, I'm sure."

"Well, I have a few doses left." the doctor walked over to one of the refrigerators, muttering to himself. "Ah! Here we go." Handing the vial to Ajax along with a needle, he said, "There! One dose of that, and you should be able to initialize Ancient tech."

Ajax gritted his teeth, and injected himself with the phage. "Did I ever mention that I hate needles?" he asked after removing the needle.

"You may have mentioned it. Now, why would you voluntarily inject yourself if you hate needles?"

"I do what needs to be done. There's a Wraith cruiser hanging over top of us, and I don't need him to live much longer. Now I just need to test this, and see what comes next."

Running to the Jumper bay, he slowed to a stop, and waited for his heart rate to slow. When it had normalized, he took a deep breath, and entered one of the Jumpers. This time, one by one, the lights came on, and when he sat, all the systems came alive. Standing up, he exited the Jumper, and the lights flicked off. Running down the stairs, he said "Dr. Wier. I have a way to take care of that cruiser."

"Really?" The nervous smile on her face showed her doubt.

"Yeah, I'll need every pilot in Jumpers, and I'll also need someone to fire what drones we have here on Atlantis. What I need is for the pilots to cloak the Jumpers before they even leave the bay, and take random positions around the cruiser, no pilot taking the same general area. At that point, everybody fires at once, and the cruiser doesn't know where to fire at. If we are lucky, we even manage to blow up the cruiser under the weight of our combined fire."

"But we don't have a way to get more."

"Not right now, but we have four fully loaded ZPMs; we'll be fine."

"Fine. Try it, maybe we'll get lucky."

"I make my own luck."

"Well, good luck anyway. You might need it."

"Thanks. "[Sheppard? This is Ajax. I need you to fire every last drone we have. Hopefully, we have enough to take that cruiser apart.]"

["You want me to throw every last drone we have at that ship, and hope it goes away?"]

"[Yeah, basically.]"

["You're sure about this?"]

"[Yeah, we still have the Jumper's drones]"

["You're crazy."]

"[Thank you, sir.]"

["Not a compliment"]

"[Well, thank you!]"

["I'm hanging up now"]

"He says 'good luck with that.' Personally, I don't blame him."

On the bridge of Voyager: "Report!" called Kathryn Janeway, walking onto the bridge.

"We are being pulled into an anomaly by some sort of tractor beam. It's interfering with the warp core, and we won't be able to break free, captain." replied ensign Kim.

"Onscreen." The computer chirped, and the anomaly showed on the viewer.

"So, what are we going to do about it?" asked Chakotay.

"It seems to have an event horizon, much like a wormhole. We won't be able to find out where it goes, however. My sensors are starting to give me random readings." Ensign Kim finished his diagnosis of the situation.

"Captain, I recommend that we attempt to turn, and fly into it. We may be to make the ride smoother that way." The carefully modulated voice belonged to her security officer, Lieutenant Tuvok.

"I guess it can't hurt to try. Tom. Lay in a course for the event horizon, half impulse power."

"Yes, Ma'am." Tom Paris eagerly accepted the order, and proceeded to lay in the requested course.

"What do you think, Chakotay? Is this the right thing to do?" The captain was now seated in her chair, whispering with her first officer.

"I think so. That - that whatever it is, would have dragged us in sooner or later. If we die, at least it will be a smoother ride." This last was said with a smile.

"Very funny, Chakotay. I wonder where it will take us."

"I don't know. I guess we will find out soon enough, won't we?"

"Yes. I just can't help but wonder."

Above? Atlantis: "What is your status?" asked the queen.

"We have the city locked in our scopes, but they have shields raised, and there are strange readings coming from directly above us. It could be reinforcements."

"Well?"

"It appears to be a ship, well armed, and faster than our ship can go at sublight."

"Hauuugh! Very well, get us out of here. This never happened."

"Understood."

On Atlantis: "[Sheppard! If you haven't already fired those drones, don't bother. The cruiser is turning to leave, and has not transmitted any signals to other Wraith ships.]"

["Well, that's good, but why are they leaving in such a hurry?"]

"[I don't know, but we are getting some strange readings. I think we should stay for a bit, and wait to see what happens. It could explain why the ship left.]"

On the bridge of Voyager: The image was drawing closer as Voyager approached. Suddenly, there was a flash of white light, and the bridge crew covered their eyes. When they looked again, the image had been replaced by what looked like a tunnel composed of strips of blue in varying hues. The strips glowed like stars as seen from warp, and after a few seconds, the ship rocked as a tremendous shock was applied to it. The tunnel was gone. In it's place hung a ship of design so strange, that the Federation had never seen such a ship. There was a bubble of shield around it, and as the crew watched, the shield deformed to allow Voyager access to one of the city-ship's piers.

"Captain, we are receiving a hail. Audio only." Tuvok's well-modulated tones again were heard on the bridge.

"Put it through." the computer chirped, and there was a slight static distortion. "This is Captain Kathryn Janeway, of the Starship Voyager. We mean you no harm."

"Understood, and we are grateful to know that. Your arrival drove away a Wraith cruiser, defusing what could have been an otherwise tense standoff in which we negotiate for our lives." The voice on the other end was unmistakably feminine, and suggested friendliness.

"Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?" Janeway asked, piqued.

"My name is Dr. Elizabeth Wier. I am the leader of the Atlantis expedition. We were on our way to a new planet on which to settle. We stopped here because a Wraith cruiser was waiting in ambush for us, and they forced us out of hyperspace."

"Hyperspace? Is that another term for 'warp'?"

"No…Perhaps you would like to come to Atlantis. We can reform the shield around your ship after you land, and we can get underway."

"Give me a minute." The connection was muted, and Janeway asked her senior staff to join her in her ready room. As they filed in, they saw a new person on the ship. His face was not new to them, and they all recognized him for who he was.

"Q" Chakotay stated the obvious.

"Yes, quite observant of you. I came to tell you in person exactly where you are, and that you won't ever return home as you know it."

His announcement stunned the crew.

"What?" was all that Captain Janeway could manage.

"That's right. You won't be getting back home as you know it. You have shifted realities, and you are now in the Earth year 2010. You are in the Pegasus Galaxy, even farther from home than you were in the Delta Quadrant. At least there, you were in the Milky Way Galaxy. Now, I am here to tell you that I am not allowed to bring you back to your reality, and that any attempts to return to your reality will fail. I am allowed to help you by giving you some valuable information, however. The method of travel in this reality is called hyperspace. It is similar to that slip space test that you ran a while back. It will disrupt your warp core when activated, and if left unchecked, would force a core ejection. However, any attempt to remove something from an object in hyperspace will result in an explosion. There would only be the choice of whether or not the core is in the ship when you die.

"There is a hostile species here, known as the Wraith. They feed on humans through their right hand. They are hyperspace capable, but due to the organic nature of their ships, they must drop out of hyperspace every four hours to regenerate the outer hull of the ship. Atlantis, the city you saw on the view screen not that long ago, is of Ancient design, and is about 100,000 years old. Despite that, she is still alive and well. A few of her lower levels have water damage from where the shields collapsed to save the city before the failsafe engaged, but otherwise, the city is clean, and well lit. Some of the technology requires the ATA gene as it is called, to operate. The shuttles are one such example. Other pieces of technology only need to be initialized to operate. The computers in the control room are an example of this. The shield that keeps Atlantis' atmosphere inside will wrap around your ship should you choose to accept their invitation. After your ship is completely surrounded by the shield, and the outer edge of the shield has cleared your ship by several meters, the bubble around your ship will dissolve, and you will be free to exit your ship."

"I will be allowed to make a visit now and again to help out, but the Continuum will strip me of my powers should I try to bring you back to the reality you so cherish." Having finished his miniature speech, Q snapped his fingers, and vanished.

"Do you think we should go with them, or try to make it on our own?" Janeway thought she knew the answer, and would have carried through with it anyway, but she wanted the opinions of her senior staff.

"We should go with them. They will be able to give us the technology required to return to Earth, or to assist them if the require it." The logical path was highlighted almost immediately.

"We should go with them. They seem friendly enough, and if I recall correctly, the Prime Directive no longer applies, seeing as how that is in the future." Harry Kim finished, and sat.

"I think we should go with them." Chakotay said. "They may be able to help us replenish our energy stores for the Replicators. We would be able to settle down to a degree. I think the crew would like that, considering our current situation." Having finished, Chakotay sat, watching the rest of the room.

"They might need my piloting skills." Paris put in.

"It's settled, then." Janeway said, pleased that her crew agreed with her. "We go with them."

Returning to the bridge, Janeway nodded towards Tuvok, who turned on the comm. "We've decided to go with you." Janeway said.

"Good. We'd be glad to have you aboard. Wier out." There was a tone, and the communications link was severed. A moment later, and craft exited from the central tower, and Tuvok said: "We're being hailed. Audio only. It is the small vessel that is approaching us."

"Very well. This is Captain Janeway. What do you need?"

"I'm here to guide you to your spot on the pier. Artificial gravity in that section is temporarily offline, so as to help you land. Just follow the Jumper, and you'll be fine." The audio link cut out.

"Paris. You heard the man. Follow that…'Jumper'."

"Yes. Ma'am" Paris' hands flew over the console, and a moment later, he said "All set, Captain. I put the ship on autopilot, to make sure everything goes the way it should."

"Engage."

The landing legs slowly extended from the belly of the ship, and Voyager slowly moved with the Jumper to settle on the pier in perfect position. Tom disengaged the autopilot, and the Jumper moved away, headed back toward the central tower. It disappeared from view, and the bridge watched with their collective breath held, waiting as the shield reformed around the ship, moving back into it's original shape. The bubble of shield around the ship vanished like smoke, and the computer registered that external gravity was at 1gee. Atmosphere was breathable, and the doors could be opened without fear.

"Tuvok, Chakotay, Paris, you're with me. Kim, get the Doctor and B'Elanna, and meet us in the starboard airlock."

Variations of "Yes, Ma'am" were wafted upon the air of the bridge, and the captain smiled. "I guess this is home, now."

Author's note: Ok, so it ended slightly sappy, but I had a random burst of inspiration, and it happened to fall out that way. That said, I refuse to apologize for it.

Answers to Readers: Master of the Blood Wolves: I have no clue what a B-K... is, but yes, you don't want to meet Ajax in a back alley at night. That is, if you are a criminal or a threat to his continued freedom. No, it's not that easy, sorry, no space fight, I couldn't orchestrate such a thing when I get hit with 30 megajoules of randomness mixed with inspiration. I'll try to keep this one relatively sane. In the previous chapter, you mentioned that the color of the fourth book is confirmed green. I'm going to use that.