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A/N: Just reminding folks this is Jennifer's POV. Interesting stuff will happen, but she won't witness it. I'm forcing myself to stay with Jennifer.

"Carson, what the hell are you doing? You can't take her clothes off!" Rodney's voice said loudly from above Jennifer.

"I don't tell you how to fix things; don't tell me how to treat my patients. She's bleeding and the cuts are under her shirt and jacket, so they have to come off," Carson snapped and sounded closer than the physicist. Jennifer moaned as a stab of pain went through her upper right arm when she tried to swat at an annoying object, which was stinging her left arm.

"You're hurting her!" Rodney's voice sounded closer than before.

"Rodney! Do you mind? Of course she's in pain. Something tried to tear her apart!" Carson snapped.

"Doctor McKay," Richards' voice came from Jennifer's feet. "If you get the jumper going, we'll be able to get her back to the infirmary on Atlantis and Doctor Beckett will be able to take care of her better. I'll have the boys put up some blankets so Doctor Beckett can treat her with a little privacy."

Jennifer felt something tugging at her sleeves and once again tried to reach across her body with her right hand only to find the pain too much. Crying out again, she dropped her arm on her chest.

"Major Lorne, I know you have emergency medical training, can you assist me? Someone is going to have to hold her down. Cutting through her jacket is going to cause some discomfort," Carson said.

"Some discomfort! Why don't you give her something for the pain!" Rodney said loudly. "And Lorne! He's a pilot, not a doctor!"

"Could someone please get him out of here? I can't concentrate if he's going to question everything," Carson snapped.

"I realize the attacks on Doctor Keller and Wagner has everyone shaken up, but we need to calm down. Carson needs to treat Jennifer. Gunny's got a good idea about the blankets, so Yamamoto and Stackhouse get on it. Radek and Rodney," Sheppard's voice cut through the enclosed space as he emphasized the physicist's name, "will try to get some more power in here. The rest of us will grab a seat back here or hang out in the cockpit. Is that clear?"

Enclosed space? I must be lying on the floor of the jumper. Jennifer opened her eyes and saw lights on the ceiling and several pairs of legs around her. Glancing to her left, she saw Carson kneeling next to her. She felt so sleepy that she wondered for a second why she was there, but then it came back to her, the intense pressure, the inhuman screams and the stabbing pain. Moaning from the pain in her left arm, she squeezed her eyes shut.

"I'm sorry Doctor Keller," she heard Major Lorne say from her right side. A firm hand suddenly pressed against her right shoulder holding her against the hard deck and the other hand rested on her right hip.

"It's okay," she managed to get out as she clenched her teeth together.

"Jennifer, love, are you with us?" Doctor Beckett's brogue sounded from directly above her. "Can you open your eyes again?"

Jennifer felt Carson move and knew he was going to shine that horrible little light in her eyes when she opened them. "I'd rather not get blinded."

"Well, I see you have your wits about you and that's a good thing, but open those big brown eyes or I'll have to pry them open, love," Carson's soothing voice said, so she complied and looked up into concerned blue eyes. Carson smiled before he shined the light in her eyes.

Blinking and moving her head pulled her right shoulder a bit and the movement caused her to groan through clenched teeth.

"You need to stop moving. I'm really sorry I haven't given you a bigger dose of painkillers, but I just don't know how long we'll be here," her boss explained. "Could I get someone else to assist me?"

"What do you need Doctor Beckett?" Richards said as he stepped around a grey blanket that was put up near her feet.

Jennifer looked up at the big Marine and noticed a lot of blood on his jacket. "Gunny's injured." Her voice sounded weird to her ears, like she had little strength to speak.

"I'm fine, Doctor Keller," Richards said with a smile for her.

"Aye, he carried you here so he's fine," Carson explained and then spoke to Richards, "I need you to hold her legs down."

"I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt," Carson said as he reached behind himself to grab a pair of scissors and once again bent over her arm.

Jennifer knew she had a puzzled expression as she looked at Carson. Why does he need Gunny to hold my legs down? Oh, he's cutting my clothes off. Her ability to keep her thoughts straight in her head was diminishing. As Jennifer's eyes drifted shut because it was too much effort to keep them open, she became aware of tugging on her left arm. It got more intense and suddenly pain shot through her as Carson pulled cloth back to expose her wounds. Letting out a scream as she tried to pull her body away from the pain, Jennifer felt pressure from the much stronger men holding her down. Before she passed out once again, she heard Rodney screaming about how he was going to kill Carson.

Jennifer heard muted voices and the sound of a wrapper being bunched up. Is it dinnertime? At the thought of food, Jennifer felt pain in her stomach. When's the last time I ate? She could not answer that question. Shifting slightly, she felt a dull ache in her chest and arms. The young woman quickly became aware of the fact that she was lying on something hard. Opening her eyes, she saw a figure sitting near her feet in the dim light.

What happened to the light? Moving her head, she felt pain in her shoulders. Stifling a moan, she lifted her head slightly and saw several people sitting around on the floor and on the bench across from her. Jennifer remembered that she had been lying on the floor, but did not know how she got onto the bench.

As she looked harder at the figure at her feet, she recognized the man leaning his head against the side of the jumper as Rodney McKay. He was wearing a t-shirt and had his eyes closed. Considering how quiet it was inside the jumper, everyone must be sleeping.

"Jennifer?" The voice of Carson Beckett came from her right side.

Turning her head toward his face, which was close, caused her some discomfort, but not as much as she remembered feeling earlier. "Did I…"

"Aye, I'm sorry, but I didn't want to use up all the pain medicine…" Carson began.

"He underestimated, like he always does, how much what he does to you can hurt," Rodney growled as she saw him sit up and lean toward her.

"It's okay. I know you needed to stitch me up," Jennifer said.

"Well, the good thing is there was only one really deep cut that needed stitches. I think most of the scratches will heal without too much scaring," Carson said.

"That's good. I'd hate to never be able to wear sleeveless evening gowns again," she said and heard a few chuckles.

"I'm glad you're in good spirits," the Scottish doctor said.

"As long as you have your humor, right?" Jennifer asked smiling.

"Aye," Carson agreed. "Now, my scanners won't work, but it appears you might have a concussion since you got knocked into the ground. I haven't seen any more blood in your mouth, so I'm hoping you just bit yourself when you fell."

"I'm pretty hungry," Jennifer said trying to lift her head up. "Can you help me sit up?"

"I don't want to risk it if you have a concussion," Beckett said.

"Use my scanner, it's working because I used it on Wagner," Jennifer said and then realized the Marine was not lying on the floor. "Where is he?" A cold chill ran through her and Carson glanced at Rodney and then back.

"Jennifer, he…" Rodney started only to have Jennifer shake her head and close her eyes.

"No. No," she cried. I worked so hard to save him. It's not fair. She knew it was foolish to think that, but she did. "Please, can someone get me up? I don't want to lie here and stare at the ceiling."

Rodney stood up and moved closer. "Carson?"

"You really should lie down," Carson said.

"Please just use my scanner," Jennifer said. "I know it works."

"Jennifer, Ancient technology doesn't work here because of that interference," Rodney said in a gentle voice like he was talking to a child.

"Yes, it does. Just the neural interface is messed up," Jennifer said more forcefully. "Give me the medical scanner."

"Jennifer…" Rodney shook his head.

"Do it!" Jennifer was getting angry. She did not want to lie around like an invalid and did not think she had a concussion, but knew she needed to prove it. I'd demand no less of my patients.

"See," Rodney said with his I-told-you-so voice as he held out Jennifer's scanner.

"Of course it doesn't work for you, you have the gene," Jennifer said as he set it in her hand.

The scanner immediately lit up and she moved it slightly causing her breath to hitch. "I am going to be really stiff for a long time."

"How did you do that?" Rodney grabbed it from her.

"You really don't know?" Jennifer said incredulously. I thought we discussed this?

"Obviously not," he said.

Jennifer noticed Sheppard and all the others were awake and watching their interchange. Uh-oh, I'm going to make Rodney look stupid. Her desire to protect him was very strong, including protecting his pride so she tried to help him out. "Yes, you do know, Rodney, we discussed this back in the village." Jennifer's brown eyes bore into his blue. Come on, Rodney remember. "The interference started right when we got here and you couldn't operate your scanner…"

Rodney's eyes widened as he must have remembered the conversation. "That was a theory."

"Well, it looks like it's a fact." Jennifer smiled because he remembered their conversation from earlier.

"You mean Sheppard was right?" Rodney groaned shaking his head and closing his eyes. "If I can make the jumper fly without the neural interface we can get out of here?"

Jennifer raised her eyebrows and nodded. "It looks that way. Can someone please help me sit up because this staring up from my back is really getting old?"

"I'll help you," Carson said as he shifted to slide an arm around the middle of her back.

"I'd like to rewind this conversation to the point where McKay said I was right," Sheppard said with a smirk on his face as his teammate turned to him. "So, Scotty, is this a case of lying to the Captain to get out of doing your work?"

"I didn't believe…" Rodney started.

"Car…Ahhh," Jennifer groaned in pain as Carson propped her against the wall of the jumper.

"Carson, why didn't you let me do it?" Rodney growled as he moved to sit next to Jennifer. He faced her and said with pride in his voice, "You really are a genius, you know, because that was pretty good detective work. Especially for someone on narcotics."

Everyone laughed in the jumper and Rodney smiled broadly when Jennifer smiled as she felt her face flush. I'm glad the lights in the jumper are dim. "Thanks, but I assumed you figured it out too."

"See, folks assume Rodney's a lot smarter than he actually is," Sheppard added as he walked over to stand in front of them. "Two geniuses really are better than one, but three should be incredible." The Colonel turned to look at the small Czech standing in the doorway of the cockpit. Doctor Zelenka audibly swallowed and tried to smile.

"Since I can't use my hands. I don't know how helpful I'll be," Jennifer said looking down and realizing she was wearing a large jacket with blue marks on it. Glancing at the man seated next to her in his t-shirt, she realized Rodney must have put his jacket on her and it made her smile.

"Your brains have been pretty helpful so far, Doctor Keller," Major Lorne said with a smile.

"So, McKay and Zelenka will get the shuttle ready to fly without the neural interface," Sheppard said as he stood staring between the two engineers.

"And if it doesn't work?" Rodney said glaring at John.

"You'll have to go take out the ship," Jennifer said as silence descended in the shuttle.

"Military strategy your next area of expertise?" Sheppard asked with a smile.

"No, but it makes sense. If you can't get the jumper going, we need to take out the interference. Doesn't take a genius to figure that out," Jennifer said glancing at the soldiers and seeing grins from Lorne and Warrington. Gunnery Sergeant Richards raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Well, we'll do both," the Colonel said. "Lorne, Roberts and Warrington will remain with the jumper. McKay and Zelenka will work on getting the jumper flying. Master Gunny, weapons, ammunition, explosives; get them organized."

"Yes, sir," Richards said as he and the other soldiers started moving to get supplies.

"John, you're going into a Wraith ship without me?" Rodney said with concern in his voice. He had stood up with John and Ronon next to him.

"Don't worry, McKay. We're only blowing it up, not exploring," Ronon said, slapping his back and causing him to moan.

"Seriously, there's no radio contact. If you get into trouble…" Rodney started. "I mean. You can't read Wraith or break into the computer..."

"You'll have Radek fly in to save the day," John said as his eyes connected with his friend.

Jennifer felt awkward watching the exchange because it was obvious to her that Rodney was seriously concerned for his teammates. No matter how much they harass each other, the bond of brotherhood is obvious between John and Rodney. Just like Dad and Uncle Jack.

A/N: I know, no cliffhanger, but the big reveal of her Uncle's identity should be enough for you. I'm sure it's no surprise, but it will be to Rodney some day ;-)

John was right back in chapter 12 and Rodney didn't listen to him if you don't remember the scene.