John and Time stood outside the door of the hive ship, staring up at it grimly.
"Why didn't we bring other people?" John asked.
Time looked at him. "Anti-climatic." he explained.
"John Sheppard." A mystical, musical voice sounded. "Time." Suddenly, a mist-like apparition appeared.
"Who is that?" John cried, pointing his P-90 at the misty form.
"Space, my wife." Time said proudly. "I still don't know how I scored such a babe!" he muttered in an undertone.
"Time, you flatterer." Space laughed. "But you're better be home in time for dinner." Her voice became more mystical as she turned back to John. "I can aid you just this once." she started to fade.
Then, John and Time found themselves inside the hive ship. "I was wondering how we'd get in." Time mused.
John was already off. Time paused time to catch up. And they were off to save Elizabeth Weir, Queen of Atlantis!
(Dramatic music)