"Jennifer!" Ronon cried into the radio, ready to storm out of the room, only to be met by silence.

"McKay you picking up anything on the scanner?" Sheppard asked calmly.

"Jennifer, but nothing else."

"She moving?"

"Not noticeably." McKay replied causing Ronon to stride, whilst clutching his side, towards the door.

"You need to stay here Ronon." The Colonel ordered. "Right now there is no way to get to her, we need to wait for radio contact to be re-established." Before adding more gently, "you know I'm right." Before Ronon could respond a feminine groan came over the radio. Ronon hurriedly stretched out for Teyla's radio, hurting his already injured side in the process.

"Jennifer. Jennifer can you hear me?" He pleaded.

"Ronon?" A rather disorientated voice came back. As Ronon allowed himself to relax Sheppard took over.

"You ok there doc? What the hell happened?"

"The ventilation duct gave out, I came crashing through the ceiling. I guess I hit my head on landing."

"You ok?" Sheppard asked again.

"A bit bruised, but nothing serious."

"Are you still capable of removing the generator?" McKay asked.

"Yeah. I think so."

"That's not good enough. You have to be sure, otherwise we could all be vaporised." Rodney said completely oblivious to the looks being thrown his way.

"Take your time doc." Sheppard said. "I'm sure Ronon can find plenty of ways to entertain himself with Rodney and his gun."

"I'm ok." Jennifer confirmed.

"How much damage did you do?" McKay asked, surprising everyone with his sudden concern.

"Nothing serious." Jennifer answered. "As I said, I'm just a bit bruised."

"Not you." McKay exclaimed before muttering. "And people say I am egotistical." Taking a calming breath he asked. "Did you damage any of the equipment?"

"No."

"Are you sure? I mean you are heavier than you might think." McKay said. The others did not need to be in the same room as Jennifer to picture the expression on her face. After a noticeable silence Jennifer sighed and said.

"All the equipment is fine Rodney, I fell on the other side of the room."

"Really? Good. Ok then you need to start unplugging the generator." He said before starting with the detailed instructions and warnings.

After several minutes he seemed satisfied that Jennifer was ready to take on the responsibility.

"Ok, I'll just do a final check then you can start. But remember what I say goes." He said looking at his screen. "That's odd." McKay mumbled as he typed away. "Oh crap. Jennifer forget the generator, get out now." He half shouted.

"But-" Jennifer began before Rodney cut her off again.

"No now. We will start pulling on the rope." He said hurrying to the door, the others limping, or lurching after him.

"Whatever happens keep coming back. Don't stop. Why haven't you moved yet?" McKay asked still looking at his screen as he headed for the shaft opening on their level.

"I'm trying." Jennifer said, her voice betraying the fact she was on the verge of panic. "I am trying, but rope was never my strong point in gym."

"Just keep trying, we are going to start pulling you out." Rodney said as he swapped his computer for the rope.

"Jennifer we will get you out. Just do your best. You can make it." Ronon said, surprising himself with how clam he managed to sound.

"I'm in the duct." A panting Jennifer eventually said. "I can feel the rope pulling."

"Let us know if we are pulling to fast." Sheppard instructed.

"In this case there is no too fast." McKay said straining with effort. Before anyone could ask why, the tension in the rope grew and they could not pull it out.

"Stop." Jennifer half shouted over the radio. "I'm at the narrow part, I'll need to get round first. You need to feed me some more rope."

"You've got it doc." Sheppard said as the group lessened their grip. A couple of moments later Jennifer said.

"Ok I'm free." Just as the others began to pull again Jennifer exclaimed.

"Something has my leg! It's pulling me back. I can't shake it off." She part cried, part shouted into the radio as the rope cut into her waist, whilst whatever it was gripping her leg pulled her in the opposite direction.

Desperate not to loose her Ronon, ignoring the pain in his hands and side, pulled as hard as he could. Even with the combined effort of all of them the rope remain tight and unmoving. Then suddenly, all tension disappeared and the group, no longer fighting against resistance were propelled by their own effort away from the duct and onto the floor. Each member of the team, ignoring the strain to their already injured bodies, desperately scrambled to their feet and pulled the slack rope out whilst calling into the radio for a response, only to be met by silence. As they feared when the other end of the rope finally appeared Jennifer was no longer attached.