Disclaimer: Getting very few name suggestions here, people....this could be due to the fact that these are posted only hours apart.
The Testing of Wills
Ch. 11
26 walked around the halls at night, looking at her new home. It was so different than the base built by the Pegasus. And she felt so...alien. Alone almost. She was the only one of them who didn't need any sleep. It kinda freaked them out and she felt lonelier for this fear. None of them wanted to get too close to the crazy robot. She might kill them on accident or something.
They feared her. And what was worse, their fears were well founded. She had attacked 4 for reasons she could not understand. And he was no longer. She didn't just injure him, he had died by her mechanically enhanced hands. She had invaded his mind and shut down his central cortex.
It was murder without reason. She felt cold whenever she thought about it, and shivered, holding herself.
Turning a corner, she walked through a door as it opened and found herself outside, walking without a purpose, trying to block out the memory of 4's death. He had attacked her, she had retaliated, and she had gone too far.
She shivered again, huddling to herself.
"I didn't think robots could get cold." came a voice from behind her, and she turned her head to see Major Sheppard. He did not look like he was in the mood for fighting, and she certainly wasn't.
"When you touch a sheet of metal that's been in the snow, do your hands freeze?" she asked. He nodded, and she returned to looking back out at the ocean.
"Good point."
"I'm full of 'em, John Sheppard."
She stood with her arms resting on the railing, and her chin resting on her arms. Sheppard stood next to her, leaning against the railing as well, elbows resting comfortably on the smooth surface.
"I came out here to think." he said, by way of explaining how they were both out in the same place at night. "I couldn't get to sleep."
"I don't." she replied. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Don't what?"
"Sleep, I don't sleep. I'm a robot. The only time I'm ever unconscious is for check-ups." she said. He nodded.
"And who's going to be doing those now that you're away from your people?" he asked. She shrugged, still not looking at him. She was trying to spot life. A bird, a sea serpent, anything.
"Rodney." she said.
"Well, good. He's a...very capable guy." Major Sheppard sounded lame when he didn't know what to say.
"He'd be shocked to hear you say that." she replied, never at a loss for words, even when the conversation well was running dry.
"Hey, don't get me wrong, the guy's a dork. But, uh...he's saved my butt a couple times now."
"Gee, thanks." came a sarcastic remark from one side. The two of them looked to see Rodney as he casually walked over and then leaned against the railing on the other side of 26. "What are you two still doing up, anyway?" he asked, lamely.
"Couldn't sleep."
"I don't sleep."
"Oh."
There was a brief silence and then the two of them looked at Rodney, suspiciously.
"What's your excuse?" asked Sheppard, and Rodney looked at the two of them.
"My mind wouldn't stop thinking long enough for me to sleep." he said, and the others 'hmm'-ed in response.
There was a heavy silence for a long while as the three of them stood there, looking out at the ever changing waters. It was a peaceful interaction, one that they really hadn't had since her arrival. She liked it. It was nice.
"Nice night," she said, sighing.
"Yup."
"Well, We should at least try to get some sleep." Rodney said. The others nodded, and Major Sheppard mumbled good night before going off, and Rodney looked at 26, who hadn't moved. He looked at her for a long moment and she closed her eyes lazily.
"I don't sleep, Rodney, it would be pointless for me to try." she said at last. He nodded thoughtfully for a moment.
"You still need to recharge." he said. She smirked.
"Gotta power bar on ya?" she asked, and he smirked too, shaking his head.
"Don't stay out all night, 26." he said, and she nodded.
"Yes, Rodney."
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It was a couple days later that it happened. 26, Rodney, Teyla, Aidan, and Weir were in the gate room, and Sheppard was on his way, when the Stargate powered up. 26 looked at it and raised an eyebrow. Huh, that was strange, none of their three teams were off-world right now, they were just sifting through the Ancients' technology.
"Incoming wormhole!"
"Close the iris." ordered Weir and Rodney did so. 26 thought nothing of it, and then froze, red-orange eyes opening wide.
"Oh my god!!" she yelled, and everyone looked at her to see she was smiling. She disconnected from the computer, pushed the button that opened the iris, and then jumped over the computer, taking off for the wormhole. Everyone was confused, especially Weir, but she motioned for Rodney to wait.
Through the wormhole stepped a young man of about seventeen. He was wearing the same type of clothes that 26 had been wearing when she first arrived, and even though his hair was blueberry blue and he had white eyes, nobody was paying much attention to him.
26 looked different. As she ran, she became taller, and her short hair grew out to about the middle of her back. She looked like she had grown five years in twenty seconds.
With a laugh of joy, she hurled herself at this newcomer, and he caught her, spinning her around for a moment before holding her at arms length.
"26, wow. Didn't expect to see you here." he said, a smile gracing his chiseled features.
"I know! It's great to see you too! Wow, you were almost frepcallim, they had the barrier up. Good thing I got your transmission." she gushed, and then they hugged each other again, laughing. "Man, I never thought I'd see any of you again."
"When you escaped, we all said, 'I'm outta here.'" he said.
"Excuse me, I hate to break up this wonderful moment of reunion, but may I ask, who the hell are you?"
26 let go of her new friend and looked at Weir and Rodney.
"Sorry, Rodney, Elizabeth." she apologized. "Guys! This is 13!"
A/N: cool huh? this story aint over yet. keep suggesting names, people, I want her to have a suitable one by the end of this story.
frepcallim – rough translation- bug on a windshield
The Testing of Wills
Ch. 11
26 walked around the halls at night, looking at her new home. It was so different than the base built by the Pegasus. And she felt so...alien. Alone almost. She was the only one of them who didn't need any sleep. It kinda freaked them out and she felt lonelier for this fear. None of them wanted to get too close to the crazy robot. She might kill them on accident or something.
They feared her. And what was worse, their fears were well founded. She had attacked 4 for reasons she could not understand. And he was no longer. She didn't just injure him, he had died by her mechanically enhanced hands. She had invaded his mind and shut down his central cortex.
It was murder without reason. She felt cold whenever she thought about it, and shivered, holding herself.
Turning a corner, she walked through a door as it opened and found herself outside, walking without a purpose, trying to block out the memory of 4's death. He had attacked her, she had retaliated, and she had gone too far.
She shivered again, huddling to herself.
"I didn't think robots could get cold." came a voice from behind her, and she turned her head to see Major Sheppard. He did not look like he was in the mood for fighting, and she certainly wasn't.
"When you touch a sheet of metal that's been in the snow, do your hands freeze?" she asked. He nodded, and she returned to looking back out at the ocean.
"Good point."
"I'm full of 'em, John Sheppard."
She stood with her arms resting on the railing, and her chin resting on her arms. Sheppard stood next to her, leaning against the railing as well, elbows resting comfortably on the smooth surface.
"I came out here to think." he said, by way of explaining how they were both out in the same place at night. "I couldn't get to sleep."
"I don't." she replied. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Don't what?"
"Sleep, I don't sleep. I'm a robot. The only time I'm ever unconscious is for check-ups." she said. He nodded.
"And who's going to be doing those now that you're away from your people?" he asked. She shrugged, still not looking at him. She was trying to spot life. A bird, a sea serpent, anything.
"Rodney." she said.
"Well, good. He's a...very capable guy." Major Sheppard sounded lame when he didn't know what to say.
"He'd be shocked to hear you say that." she replied, never at a loss for words, even when the conversation well was running dry.
"Hey, don't get me wrong, the guy's a dork. But, uh...he's saved my butt a couple times now."
"Gee, thanks." came a sarcastic remark from one side. The two of them looked to see Rodney as he casually walked over and then leaned against the railing on the other side of 26. "What are you two still doing up, anyway?" he asked, lamely.
"Couldn't sleep."
"I don't sleep."
"Oh."
There was a brief silence and then the two of them looked at Rodney, suspiciously.
"What's your excuse?" asked Sheppard, and Rodney looked at the two of them.
"My mind wouldn't stop thinking long enough for me to sleep." he said, and the others 'hmm'-ed in response.
There was a heavy silence for a long while as the three of them stood there, looking out at the ever changing waters. It was a peaceful interaction, one that they really hadn't had since her arrival. She liked it. It was nice.
"Nice night," she said, sighing.
"Yup."
"Well, We should at least try to get some sleep." Rodney said. The others nodded, and Major Sheppard mumbled good night before going off, and Rodney looked at 26, who hadn't moved. He looked at her for a long moment and she closed her eyes lazily.
"I don't sleep, Rodney, it would be pointless for me to try." she said at last. He nodded thoughtfully for a moment.
"You still need to recharge." he said. She smirked.
"Gotta power bar on ya?" she asked, and he smirked too, shaking his head.
"Don't stay out all night, 26." he said, and she nodded.
"Yes, Rodney."
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It was a couple days later that it happened. 26, Rodney, Teyla, Aidan, and Weir were in the gate room, and Sheppard was on his way, when the Stargate powered up. 26 looked at it and raised an eyebrow. Huh, that was strange, none of their three teams were off-world right now, they were just sifting through the Ancients' technology.
"Incoming wormhole!"
"Close the iris." ordered Weir and Rodney did so. 26 thought nothing of it, and then froze, red-orange eyes opening wide.
"Oh my god!!" she yelled, and everyone looked at her to see she was smiling. She disconnected from the computer, pushed the button that opened the iris, and then jumped over the computer, taking off for the wormhole. Everyone was confused, especially Weir, but she motioned for Rodney to wait.
Through the wormhole stepped a young man of about seventeen. He was wearing the same type of clothes that 26 had been wearing when she first arrived, and even though his hair was blueberry blue and he had white eyes, nobody was paying much attention to him.
26 looked different. As she ran, she became taller, and her short hair grew out to about the middle of her back. She looked like she had grown five years in twenty seconds.
With a laugh of joy, she hurled herself at this newcomer, and he caught her, spinning her around for a moment before holding her at arms length.
"26, wow. Didn't expect to see you here." he said, a smile gracing his chiseled features.
"I know! It's great to see you too! Wow, you were almost frepcallim, they had the barrier up. Good thing I got your transmission." she gushed, and then they hugged each other again, laughing. "Man, I never thought I'd see any of you again."
"When you escaped, we all said, 'I'm outta here.'" he said.
"Excuse me, I hate to break up this wonderful moment of reunion, but may I ask, who the hell are you?"
26 let go of her new friend and looked at Weir and Rodney.
"Sorry, Rodney, Elizabeth." she apologized. "Guys! This is 13!"
A/N: cool huh? this story aint over yet. keep suggesting names, people, I want her to have a suitable one by the end of this story.
frepcallim – rough translation- bug on a windshield