Note: All I can say is don't ask. The chapter title shakes head I have no idea why I felt it necessary to add bucca onto the end of Dexs' name. I didn't bother changing anyone elses' to suit the old name, but heck, I juts felt I had to do it. I'm sure you'll enjoy it despite the crazy character name, one can only hope anyway. I kinnda think it suits him anyway. Teal'c was originaly going to be chewbucca, but then someone from SG-A, may have been Flanigan, said that Dex was like Sheppards Chewbucca, so I thought, why not! There's a bit of background for you. Just to point out that I did put SOME thought into this story.

fififolle: I'm glad you like the roles I gave the characters. And I'm glad you're having fun. Hope this chapter provides even more fun. It did for me, I was having a blast as I wrote it.

Drew Ainsley: A writer always loves to here that their randomness is appreciated, hoza! Yeah he is more of a haun type, but if he was then he wouldn't have been the main character, he seems a little quiet now but once Jack takes him under his wing he'll be a Solo through and through.

DreamWriter16: I'm glad you like it, and regarding the page dividers. They are there, maybe you cant see them, I'm not too sure, I did ask around. A few can see a few can't. Maybe I missed one out on a part you thought there should be on. I dunno, hopefully there working for you now cause I know how annoying that can be.

Disclaimer: Oh please, like I'm good enough to own StarGate or StarWars. Anything you notice to be property of either of these 2 things is obviously NOT mine as I am not George Lucas OR MGM. Thankyou.

StarWars: Atlantis!

Chapter 4: O'Neill and Dexbucca!

It didn't take them long to get back to John's place. In fact, yes it did, a VERY long time. Very slow and painful, but for the sake of an interesting story we wont go into those details now. Maybe later in the uncut version we may dare venture into the unknown of what happened when John Sheppard, Daniel Jackson, Rodney and Jinto traveled back to John's pathetic little hut home.

Once there they quickly made a bee line for John's shed. He didn't want his Aunt and Uncle seeing Daniel Jackson, they didn't seem very fond of him. As soon as they got inside everyone rounded on Jinto.

'OKay,' Daniel said, 'lets see this Princess Teyla and the message.'

Everyone stared at Jinto expectantly as he just stood there, blinking up at them.

'Well ...?' John asked, eager to see Teyla and her half-naked form once more.

Once again everyone stood in silence waiting for Jinto to start up the cry for help again. He didn't even seem to be looking for the recording device. He just stood there.

'PLAY THE STUPID MESSAGE!' Rodney yelled, loosing his temper and grabbing Jinto by the cuff of his shirt.

Jinto let out a small beep and Rodney stopped shaking him.

'What do you mean what message? The message you showed us before! The one with Princess Teyla ...' and Rodney slowly drifted off as his eyes glazed over, obviously in deep thought over the beautiful Princess Teyla.

John took a moment to reflect too. Then they all realised that Daniel was leaning over something in the middle of the room. 'Is this it?' he asked, picking up the small device and inspecting it carefully.

'That's it!' Rodney shouted bouncing up and down. 'Play it, play it, play it!'

Daniel turned the device over and over, but didn't seem to be able to find a switch. He stuck his tounge in between his teeth as he searched.

Rodney began to get impatient again. 'Oh, give it here, I'll get it working.'

He reached out to snatch the device from Daniel, but it suddenly sprang to life once more and Teyla's extremely revealing out fit once again appeared on the screen, Teyla inside of them, but only barely. This time however the message was different, longer ...

'I have been captured by the Lord Ba'al in case you haven't realised by now. I am in much need of your help. He called me a traitor, I don't know why ... what have I done? My people have been captured, my planet destroyed, I'm beginning to loose hope. I must save the world, I must save my people, I must get myself a more revealing out fit ...'

Everyone in the room nodded at this last coment. They all agreed, after all, that skimpy little top and poor excuse for a skirt was far too much cover up for someone so beautiful.

'... I have sent this message along with my most trusted side kick because I need your help, I hope this reaches you well. Help me Danny Boy, you are my only hope.'

And for the last time she bent down, switched off the device and all went dark once more.

'Wow!' Rodney uttered, as he stared doen at where Teyla had pleaded minutes before. 'Just ... WOW!'

'So ... have you heard of her?' John asked, recovering from his trance.

'No I haven't, but heck if she needs my help, I better help.' Daniel stood up quickly and put one hand on his hip. 'To the bat mobile,' he shouted and he ran out of the door.

John looked at Rodney, Rodney looked at Jinto, Jinto looked at John, who looked at Rodney, who looked at Jinto. And Daniel came back into the shed. 'Maybe we should rest up first' ... And they all agreed.

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John tossed and turned in his blanket on the hard shed floor. He had had a nightmare that Rodney was kissing Teyla ... it was horrible. He shuddered at the memory.

'Can't sleep hey?' Daniel asked.

John spun around. Daniel was sitting on an old directors chair with a rather old looking remote like thing in his hand.

'What's that?' John asked curiously.

Daniel smiled kindly then took a sip from the can of beer that he had in his hand. John was just wondering where the heck he had gotten the beer when Daniel replied.

'It was your fathers,' he said, swirling the contents of the can around thoughtfully.

John's heart skipped a beat, his stomache girgled, he went cross eyed ... Daniel knew his father.

'You knew my father?'

'Of course I knew him, I trained him John.'

'T-trained him?'

'Oh yes, your father was strong with the Gene. I trained him to use it, become one with it. It's just a shame I didn't train him well enough.' Daniel closed his eyes and sighed loudly.

'Strong with the Gene?' John asked, rather confused.

'Yes John. The ancient Gene. He had it and you have it. With a little training up I'm sure you could be just as good.'

'What happened to my father?' John asked very interested now. So much he was staring at Daniel in a very frightening way.

'I'm afraid he died.'

'How?'

'Lord Ba'al!' Daniel said, in a deep, dramatic voice that made John raise an eyebrow.

'So you've heard of this Lord Ba'al then?' John asked, remembering Teyla.

'Oh yes I've heard of him alright. Tricked your father he did. Made him think that he was his friend and then he betrayed him ... murdered him.' Daniel sat there for a moment, then raised the can once more and took a very loud slurp of beer.

John clentched his fists. He hadn't yet met this Ba'al but when he did, he'd destroy him himself. First he captured Princess Teyla, the love of his life, then he killed his father ... Well, not necessarily in that order ... and Teyla wasn't really the love of his life ... Why had she kissed Rodney and not him?

'Your father wanted you to have this John,' Daniel said, handing the remote like instrument over to John.

'What is it?'

'It's an ancient weapon that only those with the Gene can use. You must have a sharp mind and quick reflexes to use it properly. I'd show you John, but I'm a little bit tipsy right now,' Daniel finnished, getting to his feet and stumbling slightly. He giggled as his beer sloshed onto the floor.

'Thank you,' John said, admiring the device in his hand. 'I'll keep it on me at all times.'

'Good for you,' Daniel said. 'Now wake the other's up, we need to get out of here so that we can rescue Teyla from Ba'al.'

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It took them a fair while to get into town, manely because Rodney had wanted to drive and he drove like an old Grandma. John hadn't told his Aunt and Uncle what he was doing and he didn't regret it. He was a big boy now and he could make his own decisions in life.

'Where are we going exactally?' John asked Daniel who was singing about a women named Oma.

'To the pub my dear boy. To the pub.'

John couldn't beleive Daniel was thinking about drinking at a time like this. They had to rescue Princess Teyla, not sit around drinking. Maybe it made him work harder, John thought. He suddenly felt like a nice cold one himself.

Jinto beeped loudly, almost as if in protest.

'Not to drink my dear child, no!' Daniel said, shaking his head. 'We need to find a pilot that's more then willing to take us to Ba'als ship.'

'Oh crap,' Rodney cursed from the drivers seat. 'Who are these dorks?'

John looked up ahead. They had entered the city but it seemed there was a road block, someone was checking the veichels entering into the city.

'What's going on?' John asked a little confused.

'STOP ASKING ME? I DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING' Rodney screamed as he realised John was addressing his question once again at him.

The creatures inspecting veichles looked very scary, John noticed. They stood like normal people, but there skin was hidious and there faces were almost fish like. They even had weird antenea things sticking out from their chin. One of them seemed to be arguing with a driver of one of the veichles. The driver stepped out of his car and shoved the creature. Bad idea it turned out as the thing, whatever it was, shot out its hand and lunged onto the drivers chest.

'What in Thor's name?' John asked as he watched in horror as the driver slowly got older and older. He was screaming out in terrible, terrible pain and John shuddered.

'Wraith,' Daniel whispered. 'Servents of Darth Ba'al.'

'What do they want?' Rodney asked in a rather squeaky voice.

'My guess is there looking for you actually,' Daniel said as calmly as anything. Then he chuckled and Rodney went deathly pale. In fact, John thought he was actually going to pass out.

'Darth Ba'al must have found out Princess Teyla sent a cry for help. You must have been seen when you escaped, now there looking for any slaves that may know anything about the Princess. Best not to argue with them I think.' Daniel lay back in his seat.

'Best not to argue? You're not going to just hand us over?' Rodney looked like he was going to be sick, Jinto beeped out a tune much like one that would play over a televison show when a person was doomed.

'Of course we're not,' John said in a very quiet voice as he suddenly realised the Wraith were coming towards them.

'Stop humans,' the Wraith said as it approuched the veichle.

A small squeak sounded and John thought it must be Jinto. But it wasn't, it was Rodney.

'Good morning,' Daniel said cheerfully as he whistled a happy tune.

'Are these you're slaves human?' the Wraith asked, glaring hungrily at John.

'Y-yes,' John stuttered, a little afraid.

'Get out of the car,' the Wraith said, looking at Rodney. Rodney turned an odd shade of green and slid lower into the seat. 'NOW!' the Wraith boomed. Daniel chuckled again.

'These arn't the slaves you're looking for,' he said casually.

'How do you know,' the Wraith hissed, turning it's hungry eyes on him.

'We can go about our buisness,' Daniel said, inspecting his nails.

'NO YOU CAN'T' the Wrath boomed, reaching out its arm towards Daniels chest.

'Move along,' Daniel added.

John's head was spinning, was Daniel drunk. He couldn't just say those things and expect the Wraith to take it. The Wraith was upon him it was going to feed.

'Hey, isn't that Colonel Sumner?' Daniel asked, raising his hand and pointing over the Wraiths shoulder. The Wraith growled, turned and ran towards the spot Daniel had pointed. 'Best drive away now whilst he's away,' Daniel coaxed Rodney.

Rodney didn't need telling twice, they were off again in no time.

'That was incredible!' John shouted and he actually laughed. 'How did you do that to the Wraith?'

'It's simple John,' Daniel said, his eyes twinkling. 'When one is as strong with the Gene as I am, anything is possible.'

John looked stunned. 'You have the Gene?'

'Of couse I do, I've even ascended twice.'

John had no idea what being ascended meant, but it sounded impressive.

'Ahhh, at last we're here.' Daniel stepped out of the car, as did John. Rodney and Jinto made to follow but Daniel held up a hand to stop them.

'I think you should stay outside, bar folk don't take kindly to slaves,' Daniel said as gently as possible.

'But what about the Wraith?' Rodney asked, horrorstruck. Jinto nodded in aggrement.

'Oh they wont be back for a while,' Daniel said reasuringly. And with that he grabbed hold of John and together they entered the bar.

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Jack O'Neill was a pilot and a bloody good one at that. At least he thought so. He owned the fastest ship ever and whilst he wasn't ultimately in command, he'd never admit that. 'The Millenium Prometheus', that's what he called her and together with his best mate Dexbucca - the gigantic, dread-locked and furry alien friend of his, they rulled the galaxy.

He patted the Zat gun that rested in his pocket as Dex moved aside for their 'friend', to sit down.

'Maybourne wants his money now O'Neill,' the newcomer, a strange alien with a long pointy nose and small, watery eyes on two long stalks said in a language unbeknownst to most. But Jack understood.

'Tell Maybourne that he'll get his money, eventually, I just don't have it right now.' Jack kept his hand on his Zat gun, this was going to get out of hand, he could tell.

'He said he needs it now and that if you don't have it, I'm to take your dead body to him instead.'

'Ya see, now that's not nice,' Jack said leaning over the table. Dexbucca cracked his knuckles loudly, the stalk alien didn't flinch, rather he rested his hand on something in his own pocket. Jack knew it was a weapon.

'This dosn't have to get messy,' the alien said, moving it's eyes down so they were level with Jack's. Just pay up and all will be square.'

'Even if I wanted to I couldn't, I don't have the money, I'm not in charge anymore.'

'Then who is?' the alien opened it's eyes widly. It was curious, if it couldn't get the money from Jack at least it could give Maybourne some good news.

'I'm not going to tell you that.' Jack didn't like not being in charge of his own ship, but he wasn't about to dob in the person that was just yet, he didn't want her killed.

'Fine, if you wont talk and you wont pay, then brace yourself O'Neill,' and the creature pulled out a gun from under the table and aimed it at Jacks head.

Jack could have shot him. Two shots wth the Zat and he'd be dead, but that wasn't fun. 'Dex, ol' buddy,' Jack said, smiling at his large friend.

'This lump of locks,' the creature laughed, 'you think he can finish me?' The gun was turned on Dex now instead, but the creature didn't even get a chance to fire. Dex had punched him so hard the creatures head hit the wall and exploded.

'That-a-boy,' Jack said. 'I'll buy the next round.'

Dex smiled as he wiped the creatures goo from off his fist and helped himself to another free round of drinks.

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John entered the bar with Daniel and his jaw dropped through the floor, making a hole in the hard concrete. He had never seen so many weird looking people. There were funny little fellows in outrageous outfits and hair as wild as a wild forest; men in strange silver suits that seemed to be walking through tables and chairs; weird, flat faced, prehistoric creatures joined all the other weirdo's too and John could have sworn he heard someone call them Unas.

'Wait at the bar for me John, I'm going to see who I can find creaping around here,' Daniel said, and with that he disappeared into the mass of aliens and stuff.

John took a seat at the bar next to a man that could have almost passed as human, save for his squashed nose and the six antenea coming out of his head. John smiled nervously at him.

'What do you want?' the man asked, picking up his glass and smashing it on the table.

'N-nothing,' John said stunned.

'Don't give me that you messy haired freak. We don't take kindly to your folk around here,' the man continued as he picked up the bar stool and threw it to the ground.

'Look, that's fine, I understand,' John said, trying to flatten his hair but failing miserably. 'I just want to sit here, okay. I wont do anything to annoy you, I promise.'

'Don't promise to me you pathetic fly boy,' the guy yelled, slaming his fist down onto the bar and snapping it in two. 'You are so dead, that's the last straw.'

And without warning the flat nosed freak with the six antenea grabbed John by the colar and sent him flying across the room.

John struggled to stand but was simply pushed back down again by the same alien creap.

'Your gonna die. You and your stupid hair!' The man rushed towards the fallen John but never made it in one peice. For at that moment a flashing light split through the air and the creature was cut into two. He fell to the floor and didn't move.

John looked up at the glowing light. It seemed to be a weapon of some kind, and holding that weapon was ... Daniel Jackson.

'On your feet John,' Daniel said, sticking out a hand and hoisting John to his feet.

'Daniel, is that ... do I have ... What is that?' he asked, starring at the weapon Daniel still showed off in his hand.

'It's a lightsaver, saves light, can only be used by those with the Gene. And yes John, it's the same weapon I gave you earlier.' Daniel smiled at John as he pressed a button on his lightsaver and the glowing beam of light was deactivated.

Several of the near-by aliens slowly backed away from Daniel. 'That's right ... WALK AWAY!' Daniel shouted after them and then ordered himself a drink.

'Did you find anyone?' John asked, taking a seat next to Daniel at the broken bar.

'Sure did,' Daniel said as he finnished his first drink and moved onto another. 'That guy just over there.'

Daniel pointed to a strange pair over in a dark corner of the bar. One man looked very scrappy looking with grey hair and a very 'Indiana Jones' look about him. The other, who John wasn't even sure was a man untill his second take was at least 6'8", with long, dread-locked hair and muscles the size of mountains. They didn't look like the kind of people John would like to be partners with.

'Errr, I don't think it's such a good i-' John began to tell Daniel, but Daniel was on his feet in seconds, his third beer clasped firmly in his hand.

'Noncense John, come over and I'll introduce you.'

John was shoved into the seat next to the mountain muscle man and grinned sheepishly. The man didn't smile back.

'This is Dexbucca, John,' Daniel said, and the large man nodded, his dread-locks swishing dangerously. 'And this is Jack O'Neill.'

The grey headed man sighed loudly as though bored and crossed his arms.

'What do you two want?' Jack asked, raising an eye brow and still looking unimpressed.

'We need you to fly us to a ship, ruled by one of the evilest people in the Universe, to rescue a Princess who has nothing whatsoever to ofter us, with two slaves who are being chased by life sucking aliens.' Daniel took a sip from his beer as John blinked at him. They were never going to get these people to take them now.

'Sure, whatever you say nerd-boy,' Jack said, chuckling slightly. Obviously he didn't believe him. 'How much are you willing to pay us for this little - er - ADVENTURE, of yours?'

Daniel raised an eyebrow. 'Ah, yes of course. Hmmm, let me see. John?' he turned to John who looked at him quizically. 'How much money have you got?'

John screwed up his face. He didn't have any money. 'None.'

'Oh well, once we sell your car and a few of your other pocessions we should have plenty. How does $100, 000 sound?'

John chocked, Jack spat his drink out all over the table, a cow mooed, a door slamed and Dex just sat there. '$100 000? You've got yourself a deal nerd,' Jack said excitedly.

'W-wait a minute,' John said. There was no way they were going to get that sort of money from his crappy stuff. 'There's no -'

But Daniel kicked his shin rather roughly and John decided to close his mouth.

'Good-o, that's settled then. We'll meet you in the ship docks, tomorrow morning. How does that sound?' Daniel finnished off his beer and shook hands with the all too eager Jack. Then they made their way back outside to tell Jinto and Rodney the news. Whilst the three of them couldn't be happier, John had a sick feeling in his stomache. This was not going to turn out well at all.

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Note: Another chapter down. Woot! That one was fun, I like Dex. A nice long chapter for all of faithful readers. All 5 of you or something like that, lol. OKay, next chapter they should be on the ship, up, up and away and Dr. Weir makes an appearence. Hurrah! Another Atlantis character. I realise I sorta crossed over with Sg-1 a bit, but hey. What can I say! Anyway enjoy and sorry it took a while to update.