Author's Note: Thanks everyone who reviewed. Your support and suggestions mean the world to me. Anyway, there were a few things that I thought I should reply to.

Quezacolt: Lol, I'll try not to be too mean to her. But as far as the 'ship goes, I had originally planned to have one, but then decided against it. I think I'm just gonna keep this pretty much 'ship free.

Posiyn: Oops. Silly me. Thanks for pointing that out, I didn't know that. I should really pay more attention. Lol. So, let's just pretend that the necklace, or at least the chain, is white gold, k? Hehe, thanks again.

Goddessa39: Like I said before, no 'ship for this one. It would just make everything way too complicated, sorry :(

And thanks again to everyone else. You are all awesome! Keep it up :)

Chapter Seven

Confrontation

Sheppard sat on his bed, examining the object in his hand for the billionth time that night. He had no idea what to do. Should he tell someone? Of course, that would mean admitting that he had snuck into Buffy's room. But if what he held in his hand wasn't some kind of trick, or extremely unlikely coincidence, then they had to know.

But did she?

That's what had been bugging him the most. What if she was some kind of spy? What if she had been sent by the Wraith? What if the necklace had been dropped on some planet by someone from Earth and had been found by the Wraith.

She didn't seem like a spy.

Arguments for and against this fact raced through John's head. She seemed so nice, sure a bit klutzy and scary when faced with the threat of having to go to the infirmary, but she didn't seem… evil.

There was something… off, about her none the less. And though he knew he should tell someone immediately about his discovery, he couldn't help but want to keep a close eye on her first. If she was some kind of spy, letting on that he knew about it wouldn't be the best idea.

But what if she wasn't? What if she truly didn't know anything about her past? It was only right that he tell her right away. Or at least inform Elizabeth, she had a right to know. And then he was back to square one.

This was a tough decision. One that he would have to sleep on.

Early the next morning Atlantis was buzzing with anticipation. Over night the entire city had found out about Buffy and her "super powers". They had also been informed through the always reliable grape vine that she would be tested that morning. Everyone was intrigued, and that was putting it lightly.

Needless to say, everyone was up early, and they were already packing in the gym, curios as to what kind of strength this new girl truly possessed.

Dr. Beckett shooed them out of the way, forcing them to make enough room for a sparring session. Buffy's agility would be tested first. Strength and endurance testing would come later.

Teyla had volunteered to spar with Buffy, and so the two were now entering the circle which had been formed by both the scientist and military onlookers. Sheppard stood amongst them, a suspicious eye on Buffy at all times as she and Teyla started to circle each other. He looked around him to see that the bets that had been being placed had stopped and a hushed silence fell on the room.

Sheppard was holding the necklace still, having decided to see how the sparring session turned out before he would tell anyone about it. He felt himself tense as the two women hesitantly began to exchange blows. They were slow at first, each trying to get the feel for the other's style of fighting. Gradually they began to move quicker and quicker and as the pace sped up the people around them became more and more excited. Soon shouts and cheers could be heard all around and only Sheppard remained unaffected by everybody else's enthusiasm.

The fight began to slow. It was apparent to everyone that Teyla was beginning to wear out faster than Buffy. She was sweating now, and Buffy still had yet to show signs of exhaustion. As Teyla slowed, Buffy did as well, not wanting to harm her. Not many really expected Teyla to win the match against "Buffy the Wraith Slayer" but they were all surprised as to how fast it had ended. Even Teyla with all her skill and training could not hold up for very long.

Sheppard noted Buffy's consideration. The way she had started to let up as soon as Teyla began to show signs of weariness, had finally convinced him to take a chance and tell someone what he had found.

When the crowd began to thin Sheppard made his way to where Elizabeth had been watching. He glanced at Teyla and Buffy and saw that they were talking together, but he could not hear what they were saying.

"Elizabeth," He said, getting her attention.

She looked at him questioningly.

"There's something I found that you should really know about." He told her. He looked over at Buffy and then turned back to Weir, "Not here though."

She looked confused but followed as he started to walk out of the room. When he was certain that no one could hear he held out the necklace.

"I found this in Buffy's room." He said.

Her expression became upset. "You went through her things?"

"Just look at the necklace." He told her, handing it to her.

Her frown deepened. "It's a cross. Why does she have a cross necklace?"

"That's what I thought. I mean, it's weird, but not entirely unexplainable, right? But then I looked at the chain." He said.

He indicated the small portion that had tiny writing on it. When she saw what it said, she gasped.

"What do you think this means?" She asked.

"I don't know. I mean, it would be one damn big coincidence it this wasn't from Earth. And the way she talks, it just seems to fit. But then there's the question of how she got here, and why she is so strong and can fight like that."

Elizabeth kept silent, as baffled as he had been.

Cautiously, he suggested, "Do you think that maybe, she's a spy?"

Before Elizabeth could respond, Buffy and Teyla approached.

"Whatcha got there?" Buffy asked, noting that Weir's hand was clenching something.

Reluctantly holding out her hand, Weir, who knew she had no right to keep the necklace from its owner, opened her hand to reveal the object. Buffy's face darkened as she looked between the two.

"Where did you get this?" She demanded.

Sheppard, knowing there was no way around it, replied, "I found it in your room."

She looked down right furious now. "You went through my room?"

"I had a suspicion." He defended himself, "I'm sorry."

She yanked the necklace from Elizabeth's hands and turned to leave, angrily.

Suddenly, John spoke, "Do you know what that symbol is?"

She stopped in her tracks. Slowly turning around, she looked at him questioningly, but didn't loose the glare. After a moment, she spoke.

"No."

"Well, I do." He said.

Teyla looked at him curiously, but Buffy still held her angry expression. Her eyes meeting his, she shot him a warning look that clearly stated that if he didn't have something important to say, he'd better run.

But he wasn't intimidated.

"Where did you get it?" He asked her, not telling her what he knew about it.

"It was just there, with me, when I was found." She answered. "Why? What do you know?"

"In my culture," He began, "It's a religious symbol."

"But this isn't your culture." She reminded him.

"See, that's where this get's interesting."

"What do you mean?" Her eyes narrowed further.

"That necklace," He said, indicating it with his hand, "It's from Earth."

Rodney made his way into the mess hall, his empty stomach growling loudly. He was pleased to see that it was entirely deserted. He was probably the only one in the city who hadn't gone to see Teyla and Buffy's match. He had more important things to do, and grabbing breakfast without having to wait in line, was definitely one of them.

After grabbing a bowl of cereal, he headed to a nearby table. He was disappointed when he saw a large group of people enter the room. 'So much for being alone' he thought. But he was also curious. The sparring session between Teyla and Buffy would have just started, and yet, it looked as if it was already over. The people were all chatting excitedly and he couldn't help but hear the conversation that was going on between two scientists next to him.

"I told you she was good." A female said.

McKay recalled her name to be Johnson or something like that. He had only really spoken to her once. Her voice was slightly accented, but the flag she sported on her jacket was American.

"I know, I didn't entirely believe it until I saw that." A man said.

This one was American as well, but McKay couldn't recall his name. He had never spoken to the man.

"I still can't shake the feeling that I know her from somewhere." The man continued.

"Will you give it a rest, already?" She asked, "There's no way you know her."

"I know, I know," He said, "But it's just…"

He stopped mid sentence. McKay, in his curiosity, turned around to see what was happening. The man wore and expression of surprise on his face and McKay turned back around, not wanting to be caught eavesdropping.

"I know!" The man exclaimed, his voice suddenly excited, though with a hint of confusion. "At my old high school, Hemery High, in L.A., there was this freshmen that burnt down the gym."

"So?" The woman asked, clearly not following.

"Well, I never met her, but I remember seeing her picture and reading about it in the school newspaper." The man continued. "It was her."

"You've got to be mistaken." The female said, clearly disbelieving.

"No, no I'm not. The name, I knew it sounded familiar. Her name was Buffy." He said.

McKay dropped his spoon in surprise; it clattered on the floor, causing the two scientists to turn their heads to look at him.

Rodney looked slightly embarrassed, "Sorry."

Quickly, before they could say anything, he got up and left the room in search of someone that could tell him what the hell was going on.

Ah, the mystery of the scientist guy is solved. Stay tuned to see Buffy's reaction to what Sheppard told her.