(iii)
John Sheppard scrabbled through Teyla's back pack for the basic medical kit. She was on the ground in a foetal position clutching her middle and if she wasn't screaming it was because her teeth were clenched so tight that it came out as a ragged, hissing screech.
He found a pre-loaded injector and without stopping to consider jabbed it through the material of Teyla's pants into her thigh.
Almost immediately her body relaxed, she was still panting but she wasn't making any other noise. As he watched her breathing eased and her eyes started to drift shut.
John pushed the hair off her face and his hand came away clammy.
"Are you sure that was a good idea?" asked McKay nervously. "John!" he prompted when he didn't get a reply.
"Would you rather I left her screaming in pain?" replied John roughly.
"N-no, but…" McKay's face fell, "I don't think I've ever heard her… do that." he trailed off unhappily.
Sheppard ignored him; he didn't have time to think about that, there'd be time to shake and puke later. "We've got to get her down the hill and you to the gate so that you can figure out how to reconnect us to Atlantis."
"You know it's still raining?" said Rodney, stress raising the pitch of his voice.
"I don't care," replied John levelly, "we are going, before the drug wears off and she wakes up screaming. You take her feet."
There was a soft sound from the cave entrance. Both Sheppard and McKay span around and found themselves staring at Jenp the village elder. A staff in one hand and a leather pouch slung over his shoulder.
He smiled broadly at them, displaying the gaps in his teeth. "Hello soulless ones, I have come to join you."