Who Are You?

Sheppard didn't like the sound of another person poking about this scene. Another stranger in on this and he was already dealing with these CSIs and General O'Neill? It was hard enough having to deal with McKay, and he was a member of his team.

He sighed before he decided that it was currently his job to be making the calls. "Alright, Beckett, McKay, you stay here with Sara and see if you can figure anything more out. Grissom and I are going to find O'Neill and head up to the first scene."

"But…" McKay started to protest.

"McKay, don't argue with me. You'll be perfectly fine. You are all three armed and even though Michael obviously went against what I had said about Wraith not returning to a body, I am sure that they definitely won't return a third time."

McKay looked unconvinced but he had learned that there was no point in arguing with Sheppard when he got like this.

"Ready Grissom?" Sheppard asked as he turned to the CSI.

He just nodded in return and then followed Sheppard out on their way to find General O'Neill.

They didn't have to go very far for that. They had barely made it out of the laundry room when the elevator chimed and O'Neill stepped off in front of them.

"What's up?" he asked when he spotted the two coming towards him.

"We were going to find you," Sheppard told him.

"Greg just called me. He is up at the first scene with another man who is demanding to talk to you," Grissom explained.

"NID?" O'Neill asked as he stepped back onto the elevator.

"I don't know. Greg didn't seem to know either," Grissom answered.

"Peachy… Alright I guess we were going to have to go check it out anyway. Let's move out."


"So who are you?" Greg asked again.

"Someone who is here to help. My name's the Doctor and you seem to have a Wraith problem here."

"The Doctor huh? What kind of name is that?"

"Mine. Anyway, what do you know about the Wraith?"

"Not much. I have heard the name before, but I don't know anything about them," Greg admitted.

"But you have heard of them then?" the Doctor asked, rather surprised.

"Yeah. Why, shouldn't I have?"

"No. No one on Earth should have found out about the Wraith. Earth is too distant for the Wraith to have been able to get here and they should not have been able to find out where Earth is. And as for you humans, you should never have been able to get out to where they are either. So either I'm wrong about this being a Wraith, and I am never wrong, or something has been going on around here that should never have been able to happen."

"Us humans? So you're not from around here then?" Greg asked.

"You could say that."

"What are you then? Tok'ra? Goa'uld? Jaffa?"

"None of the above, and not something you have ever heard of I'm sure."

"Then just what are you?" O'Neill asked as he stepped into the room followed by Grissom and Sheppard.

"Ah, General O'Neill, I presume?" The Doctor said walking to him and extending a hand.

O'Neill took the offered hand and shook it as he said. "That's me. Now, who are you?"

"Name's the Doctor and I'm here to help," he said as he turned away and headed back over to the body. He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and began to scan the body once again.

"Alright. How can you help? Where are you from and what are you doing here?" O'Neill asked.

"Well, I can help because I doubt that you know too much of what is really going on around here and I do. As for where I'm from, rather long story and why I'm here, a friend of mine has been arrested for these murders and I came to prove that he didn't do them."

"Arrested? I was not aware that there were any suspects," Grissom said.

"Well then it seems the cops have gotten a little jumpy because they arrested Dr. House about an hour ago," the Doctor answered.

"I told Brass to leave the man alone," Grissom explained to O'Neill who was giving him the look.

"Yeah well, apparently he didn't listen to you," O'Neill said.

"Who is this Dr. House?" Sheppard asked.

"He was snooping about this scene earlier. I was rather suspicious of him at first and had Brass do a background check. I thought that maybe he might be our guy, but obviously we now know that he isn't," Grissom explained.

"I know for a fact that he isn't," the Doctor said. "He was with me during the time of both murders. That and he is just another human. The thing that did this is definitely not from this world," he said with a slight frown as he continued to ponder how it was a Wraith had gotten to Earth.

"We know that," O'Neill said.

"It's a Wraith. Damn thing hid on board one of our ships." Sheppard said.

"One of your ships?!" the Doctor exclaimed. "You have a ship that can travel to the Pegasus Galaxy and back?"

"Yeah, even since we found the ZPM to power the hyperdrive, the Daedalus has been traveling between our galaxies for a little over a year now," Sheppard explained.

"Let me get this straight, you've been to the Pegasus Galaxy?" The Doctor was stunned at the news.

"I've been a part of a team that has been stationed at Atlantis for the last two years," Sheppard continued.

"Atlantis! You have been on Atlantis!"

"You seem to know an awful lot about these things," Grissom said.

"Of course I do! I'm one of the people who helped to build Atlantis!"


Cameron practically ran right into Chase as she stepped out of the conference room. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Coming to get you," he answered as Foreman and Rose came up behind him.

"Rose! You're alright!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, doing much better now, thanks," she said.

"But what is she doing here?" Cameron asked Chase. "She shouldn't be out of bed so soon."

"You try and keeping her where she doesn't want to be," Chase said.

"She and House would get a long great, both stubborn as rocks," Foreman put in.

"Some how I doubt that that means they would get along," Cameron sighed.

"Hey, are we going to stand around yakking all day about me or can we get on with it?" Rose asked.

"What are we doing?" asked Cameron.

"We're looking to the second murder scene," she said as she began walking again.

"Do you have any idea where this second murder was supposed to have taken place?" Cameron asked.

"No, but I'm sure it won't be hard to find out," she said with as wink as she strolled over to the front desk.

The three doctors paused and watched as she sauntered up to the one of the younger men behind the desk. They could here what it was that she was saying to the man, but it was obvious that she was flirting with him.

"Not bad. Cameron, you could learn a thing or two from her. I bet if you used that method to gather patient's histories we would get to the bottom of things a lot faster," Chase teased.

"I can't believe her," Cameron said, ignoring Chase's comment. "She just had a brush with death and now she's out here flirting her way to information on a murder scene?"

"It sound to me that she probably has to deal with brushes with death a lot while she travels with this Doctor," Foreman said.

"Still, how do you get used to something like that?" she pressed.

They watched Rose for a moment more before she turned and began heading back over as she cast a cute little wave back to the dreamy eyed desk worker behind her.

"That was fast," Foreman said.

"No problem. The second girl was found downstairs in the laundry room. Apparently she was a maid here. Guy over there was so shook up from the news that he needed someone to talk to after he got off work today," Rose said with rolled eyes as she waved a piece of paper with a number on it.

"Nice," Chase said, impressed by the guy's ingenuity.

Rose and Cameron exchanged a look and rolled their eyes as one at the lowness that some men would go to. "Alright, so downstairs we go then," Rose proclaimed as she took off to the elevators.


"So what, exactly, are we supposed to be looking for?" McKay asked as Beckett began to look over the body with Sara.

"Any clue as to where Michael might have gone to or what state he is currently in," Beckett answered. "I can tell you from looking at this body that a human Wraith is not able to get near as much energy from a body than a full Wraith is able."

"What? How do you know?" McKay asked as he looked over Beckett's shoulder.

"Just take a look. You've seen bodies attacked by Wraith before. Usually they look far older and emaciated than this."

"Why would that be?" Sara asked.

"I would assume that it's because a human Wraith is no longer able to inject their victim with the same enzyme that a Wraith is able to which makes the victim stronger and able to survive the whole draining process."

"That makes sense," Sara said. "I could see how having the life drained out of you would be very traumatic. And if the Wraith can only extract it while you're still alive, they would need a way to keep you alive as long as possible."

"Exactly," Beckett answered.

"So, what? Now Michael can still kill us but it won't take as long?" McKay blurted out.

"From what Grissom was saying, that might not be true anymore. If he is reverting back to Wraith, then he will have regained the enzyme. But we now know that he was still human when he attacked this woman."

"Is it possible that he just missed an injection and the next time we catch up with him he'll be back to his human self?" Sara asked.

"It's possible. But we were never able to test the retro-virus for an extended period of time. It may just be that he has been developing an immunity."

"And he might have just run out of the stuff," McKay said.

"Aye, that is also possible. And if that's true, then he may want to find more of it."

"Great. So now not only do we have a Wraith loose on Earth, he's going to want to track down the few people here who would be able to gain access to the drug. Which includes me I might add," McKay said.

"But this could be a good thing," Sara put in. "If he is busy tracking down us, then he won't be out killing more innocent people."

"And he'll be that much easier to find," Beckett finished.

"That doesn't make me feel any better," McKay complained as Beckett and Sara exchanged a look before continuing to examine the body.