Stranded

A/N: After a month, I've finally decided to update. Why? Because I'm in a very good mood and I just have to write something. That, and this looked kind of bored, sitting by itself. I mean, it is under reviewed. (smile)

But, the plot is finally starting to show through! Par-tay in Lord Elrond's Mouth! (Copy write quote, don't even think to steal it...)

Right... Hope this is good enough for those who did read it.

"My name is Anakin Skywalker," the male told Teyla.

"Anakin? I like the way it sounds," Teyla smiled.

"Yeah, well-"

"Teyla, come in," a black box and Teyla's waist buzzed, and the blaster was pointed at her once more, "You know that space ship? I think we've found it."

"You lied!" Anakin said, jumping up, "You just want my X-Wing!"

"No, it's not like that!" Teyla stood, holding her hands in front of her, but before she could continue she was shot in the side by the blaster and fell to the ground.

"Go to SithHell," he cursed, running in the direction of his ship.

A set of gunfire followed him part way, but it stopped after a moment. Who ever it was was more interested in Teyla having being shot. Not that Anakin could complain. That means there would only be two people to take care of when he got to his ship.

He skidded to a halt at the top of the cliff over looking his ship. He knelt down and saw one man sitting on the wing playing with the cords, the one he recognized as McKay, and the other was looking at his small blue droid.

He held his blaster, not sure if he should simply open fire on them. He could cause more damage to his ship then there was already. He cursed softly, and listened to them talk. Their ignorance amazed him.

"I don't think I get how it works," McKay said, "It doesn't run off crystals like most technology we've seen thus far."

"So what does it run off of?" the male who pointed a gun at him earlier asked.

"It works like a ship back home on Earth, even you could pilot this thing, Sheppard" McKay frowned.

"I'll have you know I can pilot lots of things," Sheppard replied crossly.

Anakin smirked, this could be interesting. They seemed to have no idea what was going on, but, they seemed to know how to fix his ship.

"It was definitely shot down by a Wraith Dart," McKay said after a moment, "Not too bad. Bad enough to be stuck here, but not to bad to fix."

"McKay, I doubt there is anything out there that you couldn't fix."

"You know, that's really kind of you. Having any luck with the little blue guy?"

"He seems to have shut himself off."

Anakin leaned closer to peer at his droid, who was indeed in some sort of sleeping mode. He slid his hand into his pocket, running his hand over the communicator. He could contact the droid, but the two humans would hear.

A smirk passed over his lips as a new thought occurred to him. Standing and gently brushing off his pants, he walked back in the direction of Teyla. After a moment he was back at the cliff ledge, watching the male take care of Teyla.

"Hi," Anakin said in a chipper voice, shooting the male in the chest as he turned to look at him, "Well, 'ello Teyla."

"Anakin, what are you doing?" she asked, holding her side.

He held up a finger to silence her, as he pulled out the communicator and turned it on. He let it buzz for a second before talking into it.

"Hello, McKay," he said, smirking, a gun pointed at Teyla. "I've just finished shooting your other two team members, hope you don't mind. But, I'd like to strike a deal with you, I know you can hear me, and I know you can talk back. Teyla's got one of those communicators at her waist. Don't hesitate to reply."

There was a moment of silence before Teyla's walkie-talkie buzzed and the second male- not McKay- replied.

"And who are you may I ask?"

"The name is Skywalker. And yours?"

"Major Sheppard. Now you mentioned a deal...?"

"Fix my ship, and I let Teyla live," he smirked, casting a glance at Teyla. "Oh, I suppose the other will live too. Try to come after me, and I'll know. I won't hesitate to kill the male."

"What you're talking about is-"

"Crazy? Well, you value your team, I value my ship. I call it a fair trade."

"Human life and a machine isn't a fair trade!"

He ignited his lightsabre, and walked over to the other male.

"Well, there are two of them."

"Don't kill Teyla or Ford!"

"Ford? Or Teyla? Agree to my terms, and I won't kill either of them."

There was a moment of silence, as if the two other men were deciding this was a good deal or not.

"Your teams' life is in the line," Anakin replied in an almost singsong voice. Not quite.

"Fine. But prove to us Teyla and Ford are okay, Skywalker."

Anakin walked over to Teyla, raising the speaker in front of her, blaster still pointed at her. He looked down at her and she swallowed.

"I am fine, Major Sheppard," Teyla said.

"And Ford?"

"He is... I'm not sure."

"He's still alive, the force is still with him," Anakin spoke into the communicator.

"What's the Force?"

"That doesn't matter, fix my ship and these two will live."

"We know where you are, we know how to find you. We can call reinforcements."

"I do not believe you could get me."

"And why do you say that, Skywalker?"

"Because I am a Jedi."

"Jedi? What's a Jedi?"

"Shut up McKay."

"Yeah, I agree with Skywalker. Stay quiet McKay. Why is your ship so important to you? Why risk your own life holding hostages?"

"This conversation is getting very boring. Either fix my ship or Ford dies. Your choice."

Anakin pocketed the communicator, walked a distance away and examined a cliff wall. After a moment he looked over at Teyla, a half curious look in his eyes and a half lazy look.

"You can walk?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"Help me move him," Anakin said flatly, "We are moving."

Teyla walked over to Anakin and the two lifted Lieutenant Ford between them. The young Jedi pointed in the direction they needed to go, not saying anything. Teyla watched him in silence.

xXxXx

"Do you really think Skywalker will do it?" McKay asked, looking at Sheppard nervously, "Kill them I mean?"

"How should I know?" Sheppard asked, trying to keep his voice calm even though he wasn't himself.

"Well, I don't know," McKay said, "He seems like the kind of person you'd become friends with."

"I would never become friends with someone who threatened to kill another person," Sheppard rounded on McKay, standing at his full height and glaring down.

"Don't get mad at me," McKay said in a meek voice.

Sheppard shook his head, and nodded. "We need to report back to base... Tell Weir what happened."

"And what do you think she will say? Fix the ship or go after them?"

"Go after them!"

"No, that's what you want her to say."

Sheppard turned to glare at McKay, who was looking crossly back. He stood up and began pacing, thinking, listening as McKay rambled his thoughts on how they would fix the ship. After a moment, he stopped.

"Do you think he'll really kill them?" he asked McKay, sounding worried now.

"The best we can do is hope not," McKay replied, shrugging slightly, "I mean we know nothing about him."

"I was kind of hoping you wouldn't say that..." Sheppard mumbled, "Come on, we need to contact Atlantis..."

xXxXx

"Great," Weir mumbled, rubbing her temple.

Sheppard had just called in, reporting that Ford and Teyla were taken hostage. He was questioning what he should do. And for a moment, Weir wasn't sure what to say. It would be easy to just fix the ship, but, it wasn't fair to Teyla and Ford to leave him in this person's- Skywalker she thought his name was, hands.

"I'm sending in a back up team to work on the ship," she replied, hitting the button. "Give them five minutes to prepare. Major Sheppard- I want you and Doctor McKay to go after and try to rescue Teyla and Ford. Do not let them be hurt."

"Yes, ma'am," Sheppard's replied buzzed through, and she wondered if he was glad that was the answer.

"No, no, I don't think I should go... I need to work on the ship..." McKay said, almost desperate to get out of the idea of following a madman.

"I'm sorry McKay, I'm not sending Sheppard in alone and we don't have any soldiers to spare with this epidemic going around," Weir replied, almost sadly.

There was a moment of silence.

"Fine," McKay sighed.

"And Major?" Weir said.

"Yes, Elizabeth?"

"Good luck."

He didn't reply, but she wasn't almost positive he was smirking on the other side of the gate. She watched as it went down. They would re-open it when the backup team was ready to go through.

"You," Weir said, frowning, looking at a young techie, "Inform the good scientists to get the jumper bay and that they have a ship to fix."

"Yes, ma'am," came the chipper reply.

Weir smiled. This was definitely not her week.

A/N- Woohoo! Let's see, Ani threatening to kill, an epidemic in Atlantis and... A new techie? What's the world coming too?