Alarms blaring through the command room interrupted what had been a fairly heated debate between Jack O'Neill and Elizabeth Weir. Weir had been discussing bringing in as many refugees as they could to send back to Earth, while Jack had been telling her they didn't have enough supplies to hold them all over while they waited and that it would be a better idea for them to hold off on actually bringing the refugees into Atlantis until the last possible minute. Not that he didn't want to save as many people as they could, but they had to think about how hard it would be to keep track of all those people while at the same time try to get their own people and supplies together to send back to Earth as well. Add in the growing pile of technology that Grodin and the other techs were gathering to bring back to the SGC for study in the event that they ended up lowing Atlantis, and it was a lot more than just the small contingent of Marines could keep track of.

Weir bit off a sharp retort at the sound of the first alarm, and looked over at the technician who had been manning the dialing computer. He was already pressing buttons on the laptop that the Ancient's computers had been connected to, and he looked up before she could even ask.

"We're getting a signal…"

"Who?" Jack asked.

"SG-2."

"Melony?" He frowned. She wasn't supposed to be coming back to Atlantis just yet. They had intended to send Beckett to Melonyville the next morning, and then they would expect her to return in the Jumper a week after that – more or less. "Something must have happened."

"Lower the shield," Weir ordered.

A moment later the shield came down, and only a minute after that a rock came sailing through the gate – almost beaning Daniel, who had come running to see what was going on.

"Hey!"

Jack moved to pick up the rock, while Daniel and the others waited to see who was going to come through the gate. A second later, though, it shut down.

"What's it say?" Daniel asked, looking over at Jack. He had seen that particular method of sending a message before, and knew it was Melony who had sent it.

Jack frowned.

"She wants us to go with Beckett to meet her on Melonyville…"

"Us who?"

"Carter, Daniel, Weir, Sheppard, Teal'c… McKay…" Jack said, reading. "It's quite a list…"

"I wonder why?"

"So we all know what's going on, I'd guess…"

Daniel frowned.

"I meant, I wonder why the change in plans…?"

"Something must have come up to change things, and she probably wanted to meet with us before she started ripping apart her hidden lab on Melonyville," Jack said, shrugging.

"When do we go?"

Jack looked at the note again.

"She says she's already there, and to feel free to use as much power as we need to get there…"

"Meaning she got more of those crystals from the Jaffa."

"Like that was ever in doubt."

Weir interrupted.

"We're going where?"

"Melonyville," Daniel said. "It's a small planet in the middle of the Rubon-"

"Daniel." Jack didn't feel like getting into exacts just then. He turned to Weir. "It's the base that Melony and Talon launched their fight with the Goa'uld from. And it's filled with some of the nastiest weapons you've ever seen."

Which just made Jack like it that much better. It was his kind of place.

"I see."

O'Neill turned to Daniel, handing him the note.

"Go round up these folks and tell them to meet in the Jumper bay in an hour. Supplies for a couple of days-"

"Do you really think we can afford to be gone that long?" Weir interrupted.

"We probably won't be," Jack said, scowling at the interruption. "But it's better to be safe when it comes to that place. There's not a lot of things growing there. Move Daniel."

The archeologist nodded, looking at the note and making a mental list of where each of the people in question probably was that time of day even as he headed for the door.

"What do you think happened?" Weir asked, curiously.

Jack shrugged.

"If I had to make a guess, I'd say she learned something from the Jaffa – or maybe found something that might help and wasn't sure if she should bring it. There's only one way to find out…"

OOOOOOOOO

"What?"

"I said, we're all going to meet up with Colonel Mitchell with you," Daniel said, patiently. He was talking to the last person on the list in his hand, and the person he was pretty sure Melony had wanted most to include – although there probably hadn't been any real tactical reason to. Carson Beckett had been intending to meet up with Melony alone – and it was obvious to Daniel that he'd been looking forward to the chance to spend a little time with her. It was just as obvious that he was disappointed that so many more people were going to be coming along. Daniel would have felt the same way if it had been him and Janet, after all.

"Why?"

"Because that's what the note says," Daniel answered, shrugging. He didn't have any more information than that. "But it must be important, or she'd never had changed plans like this…"

Carson frowned, but he knew that what Daniel was saying was the truth. Whether he liked it or not.

"Is she okay?"

"She must be. She sent the note."

Carson sighed, trying to hide his disappointment. So much for some time alone.

"When do we go?"

"In about half an hour."

"I'll be ready."