"Re," Trisha gasped. "Can we take a breather?"

Reanna reluctantly stopped running and bent over breathing deeply. She looked over at her friend leaning, more like draped, over the railing breathing in huge gulps of air.

"Sorry," Reanna joined her.

"Demons chasing you?"

"What?" Reanna asked looking around confused to see if something was near them.

Trisha grinned wryly. "Sorry. Earth slang. Are you trying to work out some deep problem in your mind while your running me to exhaustion?"

Reanna blinked and looked over the railing. They were up in the metal ribbing of the city. Way below was one of the power stations. Cables and girdlers and supports snaked from one piece of machinery to another or disappeared into the walls. She watched several technicians moving around. They were dwarfed by the huge equipment, looking like tiny insects from her vantage point.

"Yes." She turned her back to the railing and sighed. "Demons are an accurate description."

"Want to talk about it?" Trisha took a long drink of water.

Reanna shook her head. "I think I have to work it out myself. Evan says I have to find peace with my past, but it is hard. I keep remembering things that I had forgotten. Things I do not wish to remember."

Trisha gave her a look of sympathy. She was one of the few who knew about the miscarriage. "Survival."

Reanna looked at her quizzically.

"Your mind blocked things out so that you could survive the experience. Now that you feel safe and protected it's letting you remember things."

"That's what Kate said. Ronon said running would help. He's right. It's easier to think of …things when I'm running."

Trisha nodded. "Well, then, I'm rested enough to continue with the therapy run."

They headed off again and finished their run. Reanna showered while still thinking about the ruins on Jurassic. She wandered through Atlantis poking around the deserted rooms studying the equipment and consoles and comparing them to what she remembered seeing in the ruins.

"The longer you put off telling him the madder he'll be." Evan had said when she told him about the extensive ruins.

"I know. I just don't want to go back."

"There may be something useful there. Something to help us defend against our enemies."

Finally, with a sigh, she contacted Rodney.

"Yes, Re."

Reanna frowned at the sharp tone. He was either busy or dressing someone down. "When you have time I need to talk to you."

"Can I have some idea about what so I know just how urgently I need to fit our little chat into my already overflowing schedule?" Rodney asked caustically while glaring at the unfortunate soul who had screwed up yet another experiment.

"Perhaps tomorrow…." Reanna hedged hearing the impatience in his voice.

Rodney sighed. He could hear her withdrawing, distancing herself. She'd been on Atlantis for five months and still flinched away from angry men. "No. I could use a break." He forced himself to speak calmly. "Meet me in the mess in say fifteen minutes." Public area, open space, escape routes.

"Okay." Reanna agreed reluctantly. "But you must promise not to yell."

Rodney closed his eyes and took a deep breath. She was just about the only person that he practiced restraint for. "I won't yell," he looked at the tech, "at you."

"I am going to take a break; get some fresh air." He said to the tech. "Without changing anything, without activating anything, I want you to read the code. READ, not change; not implement. Read – and tell me when I get back where you screwed it up."

"Yes, Sir." The tech squeaked grateful to have the lecture cut short.

Reanna was pacing outside the mess when Rodney appeared. Seeing how nervous she was he paused and made a Herculean effort to put the day's frustrations out of his mind. What could possibly have happened to make her so upset? Usually, only her past and Major Lorne got her so distraught and he was fairly certain that she and the major had everything worked out by now. Unless….. Oh his fertile mind had come up with multiple scenarios of things gone wrong or things remembered.

He had picked up Sheppard on the way just in case more tact than he was capable of was needed.

"Are you pregnant?" he asked brusquely as they approached her.

"What?" Reanna stared at him, nonplussed. "No," she said in a why would you think that tone of voice that was so like Rodney that John chuckled.

"Hmmph," Rodney replied at a loss as to what it could be.

"Perhaps we should get something to drink and go out on a balcony." John herded them into the mess and through the line and then out onto the balcony.

Rodney plopped down in a chair and looked at Reanna expectantly. "Well?" He finally growled. "Busy man."

Reanna fidgeted. Putting her drink down on the table she took a deep breath. "There are ruins on Jurassic that are full of Ancient stuff." She said rapidly, eyeing Rodney warily.

"What?!" Rodney yelled, surging to his feet. "Ruins? Ancient tech? Full? How full?" He spluttered and shouted the questions at her rapidly.

"Whoa!" John stepped between them as Reanna backed rapidly away from Rodney.

"You promised," she hissed raggedly. "No yelling."

Rodney glared daggers at her. "Ruins?" He lowered his voice until it was near glacial. "Full of Ancient technology? Details. Now."

She nodded slightly beginning to prefer the yelling to the iciness. She understood now why his scientists quaked when he was angry.

"Please tell me you just remembered them." He said in the voice that made his scientists blurt out every small detail.

Reanna looked down at the floor, pale and shaking. She shook her head. Never had Rodney been so mad at her. Evan had been right – he was livid. Hot tears slid down her cheeks and plinked on the ground as Rodney turned away cursing and ranting.

"Rodney!" John called him down sharply. "It's Re not one of your personnel."

"Do you have any idea what could be there?" Rodney snapped. "ZedPMs, weapons, defenses, the…the…the knowledge. And she's known it was there. Kept it a secret in her pretty little head!" He waved his hand in her direction in disgust.

"Yes, Rodney I know." John said trying to calm the physicist down. "I also know that you aren't going to get much more out of her if you don't calm down."

Rodney swung toward her and looked, really looked at her. She was pressed against the railing looking miserable and eyeing him warily. "Oh, for... I'm not going to hurt you." He huffed indignantly and stalked to the other end of the balcony, staring off into the distance. "You should know that much by now."

"I didn't want to go back." She said softly in the silence.

Rodney glanced over at her, but held his silence. His anger radiated off him in waves.

"I won't go back." She said, quiet, but firm.

"We need to see these ruins, Reanna." John said. "We'll go in the puddle jumper."

"No," she shook her head vehemently. "I will show you how to get there, but I won't go."

"Don't be ridiculous." Rodney retorted. "You'll be perfectly safe."

John nodded in agreement. "We'll take lots of marines and Ronon." He smiled at her reassuringly.

"No."

"We need you." Rodney stated firmly. "You know the terrain and the dangers."

"You would make me go?" She asked in disbelief staring at the two men.

"No, we won't make you go." John assured her with a sigh.

Rodney glared at him; John returned the stare.

"Fine, draw a map; a good, detailed map." Rodney relented with a scowl, pushing away from the railing and walking out.

"Just give him some time." John said to Reanna seeing how hurt and upset she was. "He'll feel bad for yelling and apologize."

Reanna nodded and turned toward the ocean.

John stepped forward and patted her shoulder awkwardly. "Don't let him get to you, Re. Just get him the map and details on the ruins would probably help."

"I will."

"John," she called just as he reached the doors.

"Yeah?"

"I didn't keep silent to be difficult."

John sighed. "I know….and so does he."

Evan entered their quarters that evening and found her bent over the desk carefully drawing a map. He could make out the Gate and a waterfall and a river. A distance from the Gate she had written 'cave'.

"Jurassic?" He asked leaning over her shoulder and planting a kiss on her cheek.

She nodded. "I told Rodney and John about the ruins this afternoon."

Surprised, Evan shifted around and leaned against the desk. "How'd that go?"

"Not good." Reanna admitted, fiddling with the pencil. "Rodney was furious. He yelled at me and walked out."

"McKay yelled at you?" Evan couldn't believe it.

Reanna nodded and sniffed. "Mad because I hadn't mentioned the ruins before and because I flinched from him."

Evan snorted. "Well, you are the only one who thinks McKay could physically hurt them."

Reanna just looked at him and then jumped up and walked across the room. "I have seen him hurt someone. He is capable of it."

"McKay could hurt someone to keep them from hurting someone he cares about, but you. No way could he bring himself to hurt you."

Re shrugged. "I suppose you are right. I….just hear the anger," she waved a hand helplessly, "and I freeze."

Evan came up behind her and wrapped her in a tight embrace. "It won't be like that forever." He murmured. "You're getting better all the time."

She turned in his embrace and wrapped her arms around his waist with a sigh. "He wanted John to make me go back with them."

"What?" Evan was stunned. "He said that?"

"He yelled and scowled and demanded I go and glared at John when John said I didn't have to."

Evan frowned. McKay had to be almost irrationally angry to push Reanna beyond her comfort levels. "You won't go if you don't want to. I promise you that."

Reanna burrowed closer to him gaining comfort from his quiet strength. They stood that way for several minutes before Evan set her away from him slightly. "How about we get some supper?"

"Will you help me with the map later? I don't know how to draw cliffs and mountains."

Evan wrapped an arm around her waist and guided her toward the door. "We'll get the map drawn after we eat."

ooOoo

"Okay," Evan said later when they were back in their quarters. "How about you tell me about the terrain and I draw."

Reanna looked around at the beautiful paintings then down at her amateurish drawing and grinned. "Good idea."

"So, start with a description of what you've already drawn."

"The Gate is in a meadow surrounded by a forest of giant trees." She traced down toward her cave. "The trees get thinner, wider spaced here and the ground starts to….mound, wave?" She indicated rolling land with her hand.

Evan nodded. "Getting a little hilly."

"The cave is set in a small hill. The land ends behind the hill." She drew a finger across the paper. "A cliff here. And mountains run through here."

Evan pulled out a clean sheet of paper and began sketching. She marveled at how quickly Evan sketched in the details she was giving him.

"Over here the land rises in a steep cliff. Here is the waterfall with the cave behind it. The water falls into a lake which becomes a stream that runs this way. About here it splits. The main part continues down and then curves across the plain and cuts through the mountains here."

She frowned in concentration. " The split comes through the plains here and feeds a large pond here."

"Where are the ruins?"

"On the other side of the mountains. I followed the stream through the mountains here. When you get to the other side there's this huge plain with very tall grass. You can see the ruins straddling the stream about here. Continue following the stream and you come to another cliff edge and waterfall. I do not know what is beyond that."

Evan frowned down at the drawing mentally thinking of the distance involved. "You covered all that distance on foot?"

Reanna shrugged. "I had nothing else to do and a great desire to be away from the Gate area."

"How long did it take you to get to the ruins?"

"Two weeks, but I was in no hurry. You could probably make it in five, six days."

Evan scooted back and pulled her down in his lap. Reanna relaxed into his embrace. Wrapping an arm around his neck, she snuggled against him with a sigh.

Evan nibbled down her neck. She moaned as pleasurable sensations slid through her body. How could she ever have been afraid of this gentle, loving man? His hand skimmed under her top and stroked her skin. She tugged his head up and kissed him hungrily.

Evan responded instantly to her; heat pooled and he hardened. He stood with no effort at all and carried her to the bed. Gently, he laid her down and began ridding her of her clothes.

"I still need to draw…"

Evan covered her mouth with a demanding kiss. "What," he murmured afterwards.

'Nothing," she muttered, dazed with desire.

Evan grinned in triumph and quickly divested himself of his clothes. He sucked in air with a groan when she began stroking his manhood. "Re…"

"Hmmm?" She smirked up at him. Her smile widened as a shudder shook his body. Propping herself up on an elbow she licked him.

Evan was glad the wall was near as his hand on it was the only thing keeping him on his feet at the moment. The moments stretched as her mouth danced over his heated flesh then cool air brushed over his damp skin and she was kneeling on the bed pressing tiny kisses over his chest.

Evan cupped her face and bent over kissing her. Slowly, he lowered her back down on the bed following her down, pressing her into the mattress with his body. He reveled in the fact that she no longer tensed when he held her captive with his body. The trust she gave him still stunned him.

He ever so slowly made his way down her lean form using his hands and mouth and tongue to torture her with exquisite pleasure until she was whimpering and begging. Eyes shining with love he gazed down at her dazed, glowing eyes as he continued to torture them both with his slow penetration.

Desperate to be filled by him, Reanna bucked upward hissing, "Yes!" as he filled her completely.

Evan made incomprehensible sounds as she buried him inside her. Automatically, his body thrust deeper, claiming her as his. Lowering his head, he kissed her – a long, lingering kiss. His tongue mimicking the thrusting of his body.

Reanna matched his pace and urged him on. Faster, harder – she could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter as she neared the edge. She went over the edge, crying out against his mouth. Her legs, wrapped around his waist, gripped tighter pulling him even deeper inside her.

A shudder ripped through Evan and he shouted as her quivering muscles took him over the brink and dropped him into endless bliss.

He became aware of the world around him in stages. Harsh breathing, cool air on heated skin, a rapid heartbeat under him, light fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back.

"Don't," Reanna breathed when he shifted to move off of her.

Evan raised his head and looked down at her questioningly. "I have to be heavy." He smiled at her and played with a tendril of hair.

She grinned back, contentedly. "Not so much."

Evan groaned at her use of McKay's catch phrase. She laughed and he felt her muscles caressing his spent manhood that was still inside her. He pressed deeper inside her, stroking her with it.

An indrawn breath and the loss of focus in her eyes was his reward. His member twitched in response becoming semi-hard. Within minutes she was climaxing again with a surprised gasp, her tight sheath kneading his erection into full bloom.

He waited patiently as her breath regulated and watched as she blinked the world back into view. With a cocky smile he began moving his now throbbing cock back and forth, thrusting powerfully into her.

"Oh!" was all she said as she gave herself over to the sensations that was once again flooding her system.

Reanna was draped bonelessly over Evan when the door chimed. With a sigh, Evan pulled on his sweat pants and went to the door expecting one of his buddies. The door opened to a very uncomfortable looking Rodney McKay.

"Ah, Major," Rodney's eyes skimmed over his state of undress and flushed. "I need to, ah, talk to, um Reanna."

"Still angry?" Evan asked interposing himself between Rodney and the room.

"No," Rodney replied shifting his stance uneasily. His eyes skated past Evan to see Reanna, sitting up in the very rumpled bed, sheet clutched to her chest, flushing.

Rodney flushed beet red and stuttered, "Later. We'll, ah, talk later." Turning, he rushed down the hallway.

Reanna hid her face in her hands with a groan.

"Well, that was unexpected." Evan muttered returning to sit on the bed.

"I can't believe he caught us…that he saw that we….." Re looked at Evan. "He knows what we were doing!" She wailed, distraught.

Evan was a lot less upset about than she was. "Re, he knows we sleep together. Why do you think he came here at this hour looking for you?"

"But to see…" she waved her hand at herself. "To know that we were just…"

Evan hid his amusement at her inability to even say what they were just doing and gathered her up and settled her on his lap. "Yes, Uncle Rodney just got a very visual notice that his little niece is all grown up. That isn't a bad thing."

She stared at him. "He saw me naked!" She was mortified.

"He did not. You were covered by the sheet."

"Well, he knew I was naked underneath the sheet."

Evan shook his head. No wonder Reanna and Rodney got along so well. Her logic could get as twisted as his!

"Why is this bothering you so much?"

She shrugged.

"Are you ashamed to be caught being my lover?" He rubbed his hand up and down her arm gently.

"No." She plucked at the sheet. "I feel like my father caught me having sex." She whispered the admission. "First he's angry with me and now this. We're going to be….odd around each other."

"Yeah, probably for a few minutes. The trick is to act like nothing's changed and you aren't embarrassed and soon you'll be back to acting normal."

She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "How do I get him to not think about it?"

"Give him something else to think about."

Reanna looked up at him. Her eyes lit up. "The ruins."

Evan grinned and kissed her.

She scrambled off his lap and started dressing.

"Where are you going? It's late." Evan frowned at her.

"Rodney will not go to sleep this early. He'll fret over this. He'll be up for hours. I need to sketch the ruins and take them to him."

Evan sighed and pulled on a t-shirt. "Okay. Let's sketch the ruins."

Reanna frowned. "I see them clearly in my mind, but it's hard to explain."

Evan pushed a sheet of paper at her. "Without details just block in their locations. That will give me something to work from."

Reanna bit her lip and closed her eyes picturing the massive structures she had explored years ago. "There's at least eight buildings surrounded by a wall." She began drawing huge squares and circles on the paper. "There's bridges over the river to the buildings on the other side."

Evan whistled as he got a vague impression of the size of the ruins. "That's a large outpost. We should begin with the buildings closest to the river and work outward."

"This building," Reanna pointed to a circle, "is very tall and pointed like one of the spires here in Atlantis, made of the same material."

Evan sketched a city spire and glanced at Reanna. She was studying it carefully.

"It is bigger around."

Evan erased it and redrew it.

Reanna nodded. Building after building she directed him. Some were multi-leveled; some were squat. Some reminded Evan of the Inca or Mayan ruins - square pyramids and two were like the Atlantean towers.

When they were finished, Evan leaned back in his chair and just gazed at the drawing. She had described the crumbling wall, the collapsed portions of buildings and the vegetation in great detail and the results were stunning. Dr. McKay might have a coronary when he saw this.

Evan grabbed his shoes. "I'm going with you."

She paused as she gathered up the drawings. "It may be better if I go alone."

"I'm going."

"Evan…"

"He needs to learn to deal with us together."

She nodded reluctantly and headed for the door. They wandered down to the lab, but he wasn't there then they went to the mess, but no Rodney there either. Neither was he in his quarters.

"Where could he be?" Reanna muttered.

Evan tapped his earpiece. "Lorne to McKay."

Silence.

Evan frowned. "Lorne to McKay. I know you're awake and hearing me."

Silence.

"He won't even talk now."

Evan glanced over at Reanna's stricken face.

"Major Lorne to Dr. McKay. Reanna's very upset about…."

"McKay here. You do realize this is an open channel."

Evan grinned at Reanna and winked. "Yes, Doc I do. Where are you so we can have a private conversation."

Silence………..

"Doc, I'm sorry you cau…."

"South tower, level 5 balcony."

Evan grinned at Reanna and they headed that way.

"Wait out here, please." Reanna asked Evan when they reached the balcony.

"Please, just give us a few minutes." She pressed when he looked like he was going to refuse her. "He will be more defensive with you there."

Finally, he nodded. "But if he begins yelling, I'm in there."

Reanna stepped forward and the balcony doors swished open. The city was cloaked in darkness except for the few stars shining through the cloud cover. The only light was the dim night lighting in some of the towers. Moving forward in the darkness she looked around and finally saw Rodney leaning on the railing at the far edge of the balcony.

"I do not want to discuss it." He informed her sharply without turning in her direction.

Reanna heaved a huge sigh. "Good. I did not want to either. It is a running topic."

Rodney flicked a glance at her and gave her a fleeting grin. A running topic – one to have without looking at each other – yes, if it were to be a topic it would definitely be a running topic.

"Why are you here then?"

"To make sure we are okay and to give you these." She held out the drawings.

"What are they?" Rodney asked as he reached out for them.

"Directions and…"

"This is drawn to scale?" He looked up and speared her with his intense gaze.

"Yes," she bit her lip as she watched emotions storm across his face – fascination, anger, frustration, eagerness. She realized he had sidestepped the question of whether they were okay. "We were doing nothing wrong." She added belligerently.

"Not discussing..."

"Are we okay?"

Rodney held her gaze a moment and then returned his attention to the drawings. These were the largest intact ruins they had ever uncovered and she had been hiding their existence from them. Mostly intact buildings full of Ancient 'stuff'; how much would be useful and how much would be incomplete failures that the Ancients were apparently so fond of.

"And there's Ancient equipment in all the buildings?" He asked lifting his eyes to hers again.

Reanna stared at the intense blue eyes that seemed to drill into her as if he were trying to see what she had seen so he could gauge for himself how important a discovery this could be. "Are we okay?" She refused to drop the subject until he answered her.

"We….will be. Just let it go for now, Reanna."

"We will go running in the morning." She said firmly.

He glared at her until she broke and answered him.

"Most buildings have consoles and monitors. Some have shelves of things and some have sealed containers some of which are empty. In some rooms were structures that I haven't seen here."

He continued to glare at her then he looked around. "Where is he?"

"He is waiting." Reanna waved toward the hallway.

"To see if I start yelling at you." Rodney saw her flush slightly and turned away with a sound of frustration. "I won't hurt you; you know that."

Silence.

He turned toward her. "Re?"

"I know you are capable of harming someone." She whispered hesitantly.

"Someone, yes. Not you. I'd rather hurt myself than hurt you." Rodney admitted awkwardly.

"Truly?"

He snorted.

She smiled.

He moved to the doorway and swiped it. "You can join us, Major." He snapped churlishly when the door opened. Without waiting for a response he moved back to the railing.

Evan entered and stood by Reanna who gave a wavering smile. "Are we good?"

Reanna shrugged at the same time that Rodney said, "Yes. Traumatized, but good. Can we put it to bed…um, rest now."

Evan smirked, but nodded.

"You drew these?" Rodney shook the drawings at him.

"Yes. Reanna gave a very detailed description."

"Umm, yes. Very informative when she wants to be." Rodney replied tetchily.

"Enough, Doc. She's terrified of that place. You're lucky I convinced her to tell you."

"You knew?" He spluttered staring at Evan, furious all over again.

"I've know for a few days now. I was more concerned about Reanna."

"This could be a major discovery!" Rodney shouted.

"So it's okay for you to push her to her limits, but it wasn't okay for me to do it." Evan stood his ground and held Rodney's stare.

Rodney sighed. Give over, he thought to himself. Reanna was truly terrified of that place and no wonder. He ran a hand over his face. "You're…..right." He admitted slowly.

"I need to present these to John and Elizabeth. Get teams organized for each building, get with Radek about getting the DHD repaired, find a way to ensure the safety of the teams." Rodney headed for the door. "East pier, sunrise." He called over his shoulder as the doors slid shut behind him.

"Running, huh?"

Reanna smiled. "Yes."

The next morning Reanna met Rodney on the East Pier just as the sun was rising above the horizon. He broached the subject of the ruins while they were stretching.

"The ruins - did you just scout them or did you spend some time there?"

"I spent several months in them." Reanna glanced over at him. "I did not push any buttons."

Rodney grunted. "Did you open any of the sealed containers?"

"Yes, but nothing in them worked for me."

"Lucky. That's what you are. Of course, you had no way of knowing, but the Ancients usually seal things for a reason. Many of their pet projects were designed to kill the wraith and usually they went wrong and then they would seal them away or deactivate them, but not destroy them for some insane reason."

"Those things could have killed me?"

Rodney nodded. "Ready?" He indicated the pier.

"Yes."

They took off at a smooth pace familiar with each others speed. They ran in silence a little while then Rodney broke the silence. "The empty ones - you didn't open them, did you?"

"No, they were empty."

"Probably not."

"What?"

"They created nanites. Tiny machines that infect you and wreck havoc on your body. Too small to see with the naked eye."

Reanna stopped and gaped at him. "You are joking; pulling my leg?"

Rodney stopped and shook his head. "Almost killed us a couple years ago when we stumbled across a lab in one of the once flooded lower areas. I lost several good people that day." He felt a surge of sadness as he remembered Wagner, Johnson, Hays and the bright and quirky Dumais.

Reanna paled. "You will not open them then?"

"Not until we know for certain what they contain." Rodney assured her grimly.

They started running again. Soon they reached the end of the pier and started across the end. The pier curved inward and then back out and Reanna realized this was one of the piers that flowed into a second one. Rodney was on a serious run this morning - stamina not speed.

They were across the end of the second pier and heading back toward the city before either spoke again.

"About last night…" Rodney flicked a glance at her and away. "I…may have overreacted…..a little."

"Rodney…"

"No, let me finish." He flushed. "I know that you two," his hands waggled. "I know your lovers." He blurted flushing bright red.

Reanna flushed as well and kept her gaze forward not daring to look at him.

"It's just actually seeing the two of you………so obviously just…well….it was obvious that I, um, interrupted. It was like seeing my daughter, maybe."

Daughter? Reanna glowed with pleasure. "Some things you do not want to picture."

Rodney glanced at her flushed face. "Exactly."

"I will tell him to ask who is at the door from now on." Reanna replied seriously.

"Thank you."

They reached their starting point in companionable silence.

"Elizabeth wants you two in on the planning meeting." Rodney told her as they were cooling down.

"Really?" Reanna asked excitedly.

"Yes, you have information we still need to pick from that brain of yours and Major Lorne needs to know what's going on because most likely he will be involved in the project sooner or later."

"Evan will be on Jurassic?" Reanna asked sharply.

"At some point, I'm sure he will be." Rodney said. "Rotation and all that. This will be a long term project."

Reanna frowned. She did not like the idea of Evan being on Jurassic. It was a very dangerous place and the thought of the same thing happening to him that happened to her parents. She paled at the thought of finding only his remains.

"Re? Are you okay?"

Reanna blinked and saw Rodney staring at her worriedly. "I had not thought about him going. I do not like that idea; not at all." She replied quietly.

Rodney wished now he hadn't said anything about it, but sooner or later she'd have found out that he was on the rotation for guard duty. "Perhaps, it won't be right away. We still need to get a lot of details worked out and defensive measures set up. We don't want anyone to take unnecessary risks on Jurassic."

Reanna nodded doubtfully. "Perhaps."

They made their way to the transporters.

"Oh, the meeting is in an hour and a half." Rodney shouted at her as she headed down the corridor toward her quarters.

She raised a hand in acknowledgement, but said nothing as she continued to worry the fact that Evan would eventually end up on that killer world.