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Later that afternoon, I sat alone in the mess hall, quietly eating my lunch. Suddenly, another tray dropped in front of me. I glanced up from my meal to see the new tray, and the owner behind it.

"What can I do for you, Rodney?" I asked.

He sat down and questioned, "What did you say to Ronon?"

"What?" I furrowed my brow at him. What did I say to him to get McKay defending him?

"Ronon wants me to train with you," McKay explained. Okay, so that makes more sense...he isn't defending Ronon, he's complaining about Ronon...much more McKay like.

I choked on my food. "What?"

Rodney started to open his water as he stated, "Ronon thinks that I should be your sparring partner."

I blinked at him. "Really?"

"And of course, Sheppard and Elizabeth thinks that it's a good idea," he added.

I chuckled. "Don't worry, Rodney...you'll kick my ass."

Rodney stopped what he was doing midstream and asked, "Really?"

I nodded as I stated, "Oh yeah...I'm pretty confident that you're a better fighter than me."

Rodney smiled, suddenly having a boost to his ego. "Oh...great. When do we start?"

I chuckled as I shook my head. Ronon was a genius.

That afternoon, Rodney and I stood in the gym's center. Ronon and Teyla stood off to the side watching us. Occasionally, they would give orders to us, and would help us learn moves and teach us what we were doing wrong.

I had to give Rodney some credit. He was a pretty good foe for me. He would get cocky, of course, and then I would be able to get a hit in, which I admit, I hit a little harder than I needed to, but it brought him down a couple notches.

I smiled and decided to use one of Ronon's tactics, as I was starting to feel better about my abilities to fight. I looked at Rodney and said, "Attack me."

Rodney lowered his guard and stared at me. "What?"

I kept my stance and repeated, "Attack me."

"You want me to attack you?" McKay asked once more, like he knew there was a trick up my sleeve.

I tried to hide my smile as I nodded. "Yes...attack me, as hard as you can."

He blinked as he replied, "Oh...okay...um. Here we go..."

I had it planned out. He would try to attack me, and I would dodge the attack, and hit him from behind, sending him to the floor.

Unfortunately, he came at me, and seconds before he reached me, I felt the familiar surge of pain and bent over from the pain. Rodney didn't realize what was happening to me, and hit me anyways.

I fell to the ground in pain, mostly from the vision. Just before I came to, I saw only one image. A face of a man dressed as a Genii. I didn't know who he was, or what his connection would be.

I opened my eyes and saw the three lingering over me. I blinked as I stared back at the three of them. I asked, "What happened?"

"We were about to ask you the same thing," McKay replied.

I sat up and felt hands helping me to my feet. I asked, "Teyla, what ever happened with your conversation with your friends in the Genii?"

She looked between me and the others before admitting, "I haven't heard back. I had to ask for the message to be delivered. Why do you ask?"

I sighed, "I think we're going to have a visitor soon..."

We heard Weir's voice on our radio, "Teyla, please come to the gate room. We have a friend of yours here."

Teyla cocked her head at me before replying, "I'm on my way, Elizabeth."

We followed her out of the room and towards the gate room.