A/N: This is a short chapter, (sorry) but in order to not confuse myself with what happens when; I rather do it this way. I have three more chapters on the way, and I hope to be able to finish it soon. I can't believe how consuming this has been for me, I can't stop to think about what will happen next in this story, but at the same time is sooooo addictive. If I still have a brain after this one, I'll probably try to do some more. Please review.
Note to these reviewers:
Leheara: "At first it looked like Amara was an Ancient Elek was determined to keep. But she's a normal human, is she?" – Well my answer to this is; Is She? Keep reading... I hope you like what I came up with.
Few: Thanks a lot, and yes this is my first Fan Fic. I'm used to writing, but original stories only.
To the rest of my reviewers, thanks a lot and I hope you like it…
Chapter IV: Telling the Story
Major Sheppard walked into the cell, intending to share what he had learned with his team. But as soon as the door opened, he noticed McKay was missing. Sheppard waited patiently for the woman to close the door before he asked where McKay had gone.
Ford gave him a somber look; "They took him, like half an hour ago." Sheppard moved closer towards his remaining teammates, and sat down on the floor, "Any idea of what they want?"
This time Teyla replied, "No, they just came in, grabbed him and left."
Sheppard nodded and gathered his thoughts in order to find a reasonable plan to escape or at least find out more then what Amara had told him about their 'hosts', 'What next? Torturing my team for no reason?' Then his thoughts wandered towards Amara. He found her trustworthy, but could he really trust her after what she had revealed to him why exactly the people of Toulnya hated the Ancients, after she had revealed her true nature of what she was.
"Where were you all this time?" Lt. Ford clearly startled the Major with his question.
"What? Oh, I was with that woman we saw with Elek." Ford didn't know whether that had been a good thing or a bad thing. "She wanted to talk to me because she is apparently an Ancient."
Teyla frowned, "What! How is that possible?"
"She was made." Sheppard replied, only to have his fellow teammates stare at him in utter confusion so he decided for the best to continue. "You remember how the Ancients spread life in this galaxy and how everybody was doing just fine until the Wraith showed up and started spreading mayhem and death. Now… at some point in time this particular planet came to be very advanced, so they worked together with the Ancients to create a weapon against the Wraith. She was the weapon they created. How the agreement came to be is a little vague but as a result she had to stay in Toulnya while the Ancients had to go home empty handed."
It took some time for Teyla and Ford to absorb the given information. But after a while Teyla looked at Sheppard, "How is it possible that she's still alive?" Sheppard got up and started pacing around the room, "They have a stasis chamber of sorts. They only take her out for a couple of years, when the Wraith are causing mayhem.""
"That makes sense." Ford nodded.
Silence returned to the trio as they waited for McKay to return. Minutes turned into hours but finally after three long hours the door to their cell was opened and two guards dragged the limp figure of McKay inside the room. His eyes were closed and Sheppard noticed there were some bruises on his face while his wrists were bloody and a nasty shade of purple. Maybe they had strung him up by his wrists, hanging him from the ceiling as a method of torture.
McKay moaned softly and moved a little, "She's an Ancient… the woman…" Sheppard cut him off, "We know, don't worry. What did they do to you?"
Rodney opened his eyes a little and looked around, "They brought me to this room, Elek was there, the woman was there. They didn't ask any questions, they just hit me a couple of times and then I saw her."
"What do you mean?" Ford asked.
"I saw her in my mind, as if she was probing me." Sheppard sat down next to Rodney's side and placed a hand comforting on the scientist's shoulder, "It's ok, rest while you can. They are probably going to probe us all."
Amara was pacing around in her room. What she had seen in the scientist's mind had been very confusing. Sleeping much was out of the question now; morning was almost there. She had to find a way to speak with Elek.
But at the same time she was afraid. If Elek found out about what she knew now, the prisoners would certainly die and Elek would try to destroy what was left from the Ancients, their city. She couldn't let that happen, but what could she do to prevent all that from happening? Elek was on his way to talk to her.
The moment they would make contact he would feel the battle inside her… maybe not. NO, she wasn't going to let that happen, she would convince Elek to release the people from Atlantis and at the very last moment she would run off with them.
She was tired, so tired of just being a weapon, a shield used in times of need. She wanted to use her 'weakness' as Elek called it, as her strength. She would try to live, without thinking of the moment she had to return to her stasis chamber and dream of monsters for thousands of years.
