Disclaimer: I'm glad that those two of you who have reviewed like my story, It took a while to think of a character like this disembodied voice. The plot, too. So, here's the third chapter. Oh, and I don't own Stargate.

The Testing of Wills.

Chapter Three.

"Yeh're fine, Rodney." said doctor Beckett, with his rolling Scottish accent (drool). "She scared ye pretty badly, but yeh're no' having a heart attack."

"You're sure?"

"Yes!" laughed the doctor. "Now get up, yeh're wasting a perfectly good hospital bed." Rodney paused and then got up and looked around before turning to the good doctor.

"It's just...you know when you're little, and you're scared of something. Monster under the bed, or in the closet, or behind the water heater..." Beckett raised an eyebrow and Rodney shrugged, "Long story. Anyway, you're only scared of the noises, or concept. Once you find out nothings there, the fear stops. Well this is the fear without revelation. I'm scared out of my mind."

Beckett nodded. Rodney looked around again, stuck his hands in his pockets and left, leaving Carson Beckett alone in the medical wing. He looked around at the big empty room and sighed to himself.

"Ghost stories." he said, shaking his head.

And with that he went to his little desk, where he kept his novel. He had brought his library with him. It was a big library, but actually, most of it was on laser disk anyway.

He flipped the top of his laptop up and froze, taking in a deep breath slowly as he stared at the words that were typing themselves onto the screen.

I AM HERE....

AND I AM VERY REAL, CARSON BECKETT....
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"Well, she hasn't said anything for a while." Sheppard commented, casually to Aidan.

"Yup." replied the darker American. Then he sighed, looking at Weir. "I'm gonna go find something more exciting to do. Like patrol the hallways rounding up stray children." he said. Weir nodded, and over in the corner of the room, three other G.I's walked out the door, fixing their headsets. Aidan looked at Teyla. "Care to join me, Teyla?"

"I guess." came the unsure reply. Sheppard watched them go and noted that if Aidan didn't loosen up on his posture, whoever was watching them would never buy this act.

"Stay outta trouble." he called after them.

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She watched them on the display panel that hung over the main consol and her eyes narrowed.

"Mice in my little maze," she started. "Should not cut corners or attack their owner."

Pressing a few buttons, she watched with smug satisfaction as bulkhead doors closed all around Teyla and Aidan, trapping them in a small enclosed area. Another button focused the sprinklers in that area and turned them on.

"You've been naughty." she said, red-orange eyes dancing with sadistic glee. "You must be punished."
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"Major Sheppard!" called Aidan over his walkie. He sounded concerned.

"Go ahead, Ford."

"It didn't work sir, we're trapped." Aidan replied.

"Trapped like the rats you are." came the voice. Almost automatically, Rodney looked at the display panel. He moved towards it as if to do something and it went dark. "Ah-ah-ah. Don't do anything rash, Dr. Rodney McKay. I may be forced to think of you next."

He swallowed, and Sheppard looked at him.

"Sir, the room is filling up with water. She turned on the sprinklers! The doors won't open!" came Aidan's voice again. "I'm going to try that trick that McKay had me try last time."

Rodney stepped forward, eyes wide open.

"No! Don't!"

There was a scream over the walkie talkie as Aidan was thrown out of the water by the electrical force put out by the crossing of Ancient technology and water, which turned out to be just as bad as human technology and water.

"Lieutenant Ford." Sheppard called. "Ford! Aidan, are you there?"

"Sheppard, this is Teyla."

"What happened?"

"Aidan is unconscious."

"Is he breathing?" asked Rodney.

"I will check."

Teyla knelt next to Aidan in the ankle deep water and bent down to check if he was breathing. When she felt no breath, and heard no heartbeat, she began to get frantic.

"He is not breathing, Major Sheppard."

Sheppard's stomach clenched into knots.

"Okay, Teyla, stay calm. CPR, just like I taught you. pump his chest five times and then three short breaths." he said, trying to force the calm into his voice. Teyla listened and then nodded, setting the walkie down and unzipping Aidan's vest. She quickly remembered what Sheppard had taught her, even as her own breathing became erratic. She was panicking, and with good reason. The water was quickly becoming too high for CPR.

She breathed into his mouth, but she could not pump his chest without pushing him under the water. Thinking quickly as her heart beat a frantic tattoo on the inside of her ribcage, she braced her knees under him so that his back was braced, and pushed hard, five times. Then she listened, covering her other ear so that it blocked out as much rushing water as it could.

Buh...buh-duh...

A heartbeat. Faint, but there. She held her hand scant centimeters from his face. Still no air. The water was rising further still, so she pinched his nose, covered his mouth with hers and breathed, forcing air into his mouth in the hopes that his body would pick up the pace on his own.

"Teyla? You there?"

She ignored the walkie talkie, fearing it would mean the death of her teammate.

She was standing now, bent over Aidan's floating carcass (No, he's still alive, I just like that word.) as she breathed into his lungs, filled her own with fresh air, and blew into his mouth again. The water was getting waist deep...up to her ribs...

Then she heard something.

"Stupid door."

She froze, and was about to call out to that person for help when the door slid open, and a very surprised Carson Beckett ended up on the receiving end of a personal waterslide. The water swept the three unfortunates up and carried them down the hall about fifty feet. When they rolled, slid, and all in all came to a full and complete stop, Teyla looked at Aidan, who was now breathing at his own, labored pace.

"Doctor Beckett...I...owe you...many thanks." Teyla said, as she sat up, breathing heavily. He nodded.

"Sure...A-anatime." he said, still very confused about what had just happened.

"Teyla, you there?" came a small, distant voice. The Athosian leader looked around and saw the walkie talkie lying nearby, so she picked it up.

"I am here, Sheppard. The danger has passed. Aidan is breathing, and Doctor Beckett and I will now take him to the infirmary." she said. There was much cheering on the other end. Teyla managed a weak smile and got to her feet.

She and Beckett carried Aidan between them as they walked unsteadily down the hall.