10

The Weasel

Cameron and Sam exchanged horrified glances, before turning to the Atlantis team. Both Teyla and John had equal looks of concern on their faces where, Rodney looked like he was about to pass out and Ronon was supporting his usual unreadable expression.

"What the hell do they want with Va—"

"Wait—there's a video component…its just coming through now." Sam rushed, effectively cutting him off.

As the eerie voice calling out for Vala, continued to sound, garbled images of Vala flashed and wiped from the computer console.

There was footage of her shooting at the first alien, and of her recent attack and defeat of a single fighting machine. It even showed Cam holding her close and crying into her hair.

Mitchell blushed, but either no one noticed, or they were too unnerved with the recording to be concerned about his feelings toward her.

"Man, this is creepy…they're actually…intelligent," John muttered.

McKay rolled his eyes. "Well of course they are Sheppard! Mars is closer to the end of its life than we are. They noticed the we were flourishing and young, and decided to screw us up, like they did to themselves."

"Well how do we fight them?" Ronon asked in his gravelly voice.

"I dunno Chewie! Maybe we could take our guns down there and shoot them! That would be about as useful as taking water pistols to them!" Rodney slapped a console for emphasis then added in a quiet mutter: "Why is it always me that gets asked the stupid questions?"

Ronon, with excellent hearing, growled and moved a hand closer to his gun.

Teyla frowned.

"What of the Ancient drones? Do you not have a supply on your ice continent?" she inquired.

"Well, we don't know if that would even effect them…" McKay added, as Daniel crashed into the room, interrupting his answer.

"Did you decode the message?" he panted, gripping the door.

"They want Vala. Revenge, I guess," Cam stated.

"Well, we've been flicking through the security feeds, to make sure Vala doesn't escape again, and we found something,"

Jackson strode over to the nearest console and brought up the security footage of about four different sections of the Odyssey, changing to a different four, every few seconds.

"There, look," he pointed to the screen, and they all leant in.

Slicked back pony tail, wire rimmed glasses…

"Oh, my god, is that Kavanaugh?" Sheppard asked incredulously.

Jackson nodded. "Yup,"

"I thought he was stationed on board the Daedalus." Ronon stated, stepping back, and folding his arms.

"He was," Carter began. "But when Dr. Weir accused him of planting a bomb on Atlantis, and of course the rough treatment he got from you, he demanded to be transferred over to the Odyssey. So now we have to put up with his ego,"

McKay nodded. "Yeah, bleeding hearts and all that. But why the hell is he sneaking around like that?" he asked.

"That weasel is up to something…" Sheppard muttered.

"You don't say," Jackson said, nodding at the next screen. "He just took down two guys guarding the…"

Cam and Daniel exchanged wide-eyed glances.

"Infirmary!"

Now they knew. Dr. Kavanaugh was a sneak and a coward. If some thing was firing at the ship he was on, giving the enemy what they wanted was always at the top of his list.

"How did he know?" McKay asked as he followed the team out of the control room, picking up his handgun on the way.

"Who knows! We need to get him before its too late!" Cam said over his shoulder.

Vala was stirred suddenly into consciousness and immediately she knew something was wrong. After Cam had left her a while ago, she had decided to go back to sleep.

Seconds after she opened her eyes, she realized that she was roused by the sound of an electrical charge from a zatt gun.

The men that were preventing her from leaving crumpled and a tall man walked in.

His oiled ponytail and sophisticated glasses, gave him the look of importance. And arrogance. She knew that smile.

"What do you want?" she asked in a quivering, frightened voice. She wasn't usually this way, but recent events had messed with her brain, and now everything seemed scary.

"Its not what I want, its what they want," he indicated the planet outside.

"W-w-what?" Vala stammered, edging back as far as she could manage.

"The aliens…they want you. They've seen what you've tried to do to hinder their progress and their angry. They want revenge. They'll either stop firing when the ship has been destroyed, or, when they have you. I'm not about to sacrifice mine, or anybody else's life, for an alien. You've tried to help, but you've just made things worse. I'm not sorry." He explained, taking pleasure of the tears welling in her eyes.

"You can't do this. You'll be in trouble," Vala said.

Kavanaugh smiled coldly. "At least I'll be alive too get into trouble." He pressed his ear, linking him directly to his counter part. "Collins—beam her down," he ordered, watching as she disappeared in a flash of silvery light, leaving patches of blood on the sheets.

She had torn her stitches again, getting away from him. To him, it was no big loss. He shrugged and turned, only to collide, very quickly and very painfully into the large fist of an angry Jaffa…

Cam entered the infirmary first, to see Teal'c standing over the sleazy doctor, who sporting a bloody, and possibly, broken nose.

"I am sorry Cameron Mitchell, I did not get here in time. Ms Mal Doran has been beamed onto the surface." He said deeply.

Mitchell looked upon the bleeding man in fury.

"What the fuck is your problem, Kavanaugh?" he growled, his blue eyes flashing.

The Doctor just smiled.

"I only gave them what they wanted. We would've died otherwise. Would you have preferred that?"

Cameron grabbed Kavanaugh by the lapels and pulled him up roughly.

"I would've preferred to go down and kick their ass, not send her to be KILLED!" He yelled the last part, jostling the man violently.

"What do you care anyway, Mitchell? She's not even from earth! She's and alien! I'm not dying for some alien!"

Mitchell pulled him so close, that their noses almost touched.

"You are a cowardly, arrogant, selfish bastard, and when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna get Ronon and Teal'c to have a little fun. After that, I'm going to get Teyla and Colonel Sheppard to fuck you up, and I'm McKay would have a go too, because your just so damnlucky!"

Both teams were equally shocked.

They had never seen Cameron so angry, and what surprised them further was Sam's comment.

"Cam, I can't believe you forgot me," she stated, glowering at the still bleeding man.

"Sorry Carter. You can too." He then turned to Teal'c. "Take him to the brig or whatever it is. Save him for me, because when I get back, he's in trouble,"

"Where are you going Mitchell?" John asked.

"I'm goin' back to get her," he replied.

"Ya mind if I tag along? We can take the jumper."

"The more the merrier," Cam said shortly.

"We would also like to join you," Teyla commented, indicating herself and Ronon, who just nodded.

"Whatever. McKay, you stay here and help Sam with whatever she needs help with,"

Rodney nodded. "Can do," he replied.

As Sam, Daniel and Rodney headed back to the control room, The other four headed for the armory.

"Ah Mitchell, you might wanna get changed," Sheppard suggested, indicating his scrubs.

It took all for five minutes to redress, and before long, he was in the armory with the others, gearing up.

He shrugged a tactical vest on moodily and grabbed his P-90 along with several cubes of C4 and some smoke grenades.

"Okay, lets go save our girl,"'

hope you enjoyed! sorry it was so short, but at least somethings going on!