Spoilers below do not read if you don't want an idea how it ends, however, if you are concern about an Atlantis/ Voyager member you may want to read so I don't end up with flames….
Calm down, calm down, calm down, about the Atlantis members, however I am not one to kill everyone off or assimilate them…permanently anyway….
In the end everyone will be fine, don't worry.
End of Spoilers
"Who are you?" Elizabeth blurted out, so much for diplomatic calm…
The woman turned to Elizabeth. Elizabeth saw her, pale skin, dark eyes, red lips, and what appeared to be tubing sticking out the back of her head.
"I am the Borg Queen, you should be amazed by my presence, I normally don't make…" the woman close her eyes as though searching for the right word, "house calls."
"Lucky me," Elizabeth sighed,
"Oh, that you are," the Borg Queen "now you are going to get us access to Atlantis, it doesn't appear to want to co operate with us, it must need a…human touch."
"And if I don't?" Elizabeth asked, she knew that this technology mustn't fall into this woman's hands.
"You will be assimilated, and using your knowledge, we will find someone else," she spat, "now do it!"
"How much farther?" Tom sighed; it felt as though they'd been walking forever, then again, the multiple attacks from the weird bird like creatures could have had something to do with it.
"We almost there," Zelenka replied picking his scanner up from where he'd dropped it, "maybe another twenty minutes or so,"
"Did you compensate for bird and native attacks?" John asked holding his shoulder where a bird thing had pecked a nasty wound.
"Uh…no," Zelenka replied.
Tom groaned as they started again on their trek.
"So, how do you think Atlantis is doing?" John asked.
"We always managed to pull off miracles before," Zelenka said, hoping he sounded surer than he felt.
"What about you? You've put up with the Borg before," John said gesturing to Tom.
"I hope so," Tom sighed, "B'Elanna is my…"
"Hold that thought," John said stopping abruptly, "did you hear that?"
Tom and Zelenka waited in silence, a slight rustling came from behind them.
"Aw…"
"Shit," mumbled Rodney as he looked around for something to attack the Borg with but found nothing, "Carson, run!"
"Rodney! Go!" he called back.
"Don't be an idiot," Rodney called back, he found and pan of some sort and whacked one the Borg over the head with it, it simply turned and began chasing him. Dr. Beckett used this chance to escape before he was assimilated.
Rodney didn't know where to go, he needed to fine Elizabeth, so he ran, the lone Borg lumbering behind him, the Borg didn't care about speed, they were trapped and it was only a matter of time.
"Elizabeth!" Rodney called running into the gate room, only to wish he hadn't.
There was a woman Borg holding her hand inches from Elizabeth's neck as Elizabeth tried to explain that she didn't know how to work the system.
"You lie," the Queen spat.
"I can't…"began Elizabeth, then looking up to see Rodney and the Borg that had managed to catch up to him, "Rodney!"
Rodney spun around and was thrown to the ground by the Borg as other drones walked closer to him, forming a circle around him.
"You really don't want to assimilate me," Rodney began trying to back away from them, only to find he was surrounded, "I mean, I'm obnoxious, not the type of person you'd want in you club of perfect machine people, I mean, I'm allergic to citrus fruit, and considering some people don't even know what that is, one of you could accidentally eat a lime or something and then you're all dead, I mean, you don't want that…"
"Everyone is a welcome addition to the Borg Collective," the Queen said.
"Wait," Elizabeth said throwing her arms up, "He…he can help you, he's the best shot at trying to get Atlantis out of lock down."
"Really?" the Borg Queen asked, as the Borg stopped advancing, she closed her eyes and then opened them again, "Dr. Rodney McKay, yes, you have pulled off some very interesting feats in your time here."
Slowly the Borg backed away.
"However Dr. Weir, I won't be needing you as a insignificant human anymore," she repled.
"No, you do," Rodney interrupted running towards her as some Borg stepped into his path, "I won't do anything if you hurt her."
The Borg Queen titled her head so quickly you could have sworn it was just a twitch, "I am in a…giving mood today, I will give you an hour, and whether or not you have come up with a solution by then, she will then be assimilated, as will you."
Rodney nodded as he walked past the Borg to where Elizabeth was sitting.
"Rodney, there's nothing you can do," Elizabeth said, "I wasn't planning on getting you into this type of predicament."
"I can do one thing, I can keep us alive for another hour and hopefully Major Sheppard and Dr. Zelenka can find a way to straighten this out.
Elizabeth nodded.
"Now get to work," the Borg Queen said placing her hands on Rodney's shoulders and he sat down, she then leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Your mind will be a welcome addition."
Rodney shivered and tried to brush her hands off him, but she held them in place, he couldn't even stand up if he wanted to.
"Come on John," Rodney silently prayed, "you've never let us down before, don't start today.
Carson ran down the hallway he knew the Borg were following him, he hoped to be able to find a hiding spot where the remaining Atlantis survivors could formulate a plan, but so far he had been unable to find anyone.
"Dr. Beckett," a voice called, he turned his head and saw Teyla who was in her quarters poking her head out the door, he ran towards her.
"Teyla, this is no time for a nap," he said.
"Dr. Beckett, I must insist you come with me, there is a small group of us who are trying to get to the mainland to warn the others," began Teyla, "and the more people we recruit, the better."
Carson nodded as he looked into Teyla's room; there was a small group of Athosians, Lt. Ford, Sgt. Bates, and a few more scientists who worked with Dr. McKay often.
"Alright, what's the plan?"
"I hate this!" B'Elanna screamed banging on one of the doors.
"Lt Torres, calm down, Dr. Weir risked her life to get us to safety," Janeway demanded.
"Safe? You call this safe? Any minute a Borg could beam down and we'll be sitting ducks!" B'Elanna snapped back.
"The Borg will most likely take out the rest of the city before beaming down to assimilate us," Seven replied, "however I believe right now there is nothing we can do, the city appears to have locked down."
"So we're stuck here, probably to die, and we can't even go down with a fight?" B'Elanna sighed, "great, you try to be nice to someone…"
"B'Elanna, I know you're upset, but we're not dead or assimilated yet," Capt. Janeway said soothingly, "we're not out of the game yet."
Seven raised her eyebrow, "If you say so Captain."
And they were off, this time, it was natives. John could have sworn this was the same guy who had come after him before. Twigs broke underneath his boots as he turned to shoot. The native clutched his chest briefly and then began to walk forward.
"Oh god," John said, "look, we just want to get everything back to normal!"
The native didn't respond, but fell over.
Maybe his shots had had some effect after all.
"He doesn't seem to be able to handle Phasers," Tom said.
Or not…
"Thanks, where's Dr. Zelenka?" John asked, Zelenka was the nice one, he couldn't have seriously run off like Rodney did all the time…then again he was a scientist…
"We got split up," Tom said, "I was amazed I found you."
Great, the only guy without a weapon, or real combat training was out on his own.
"We got to find him," John sighed rubbing his forehead, "come on."
"With all due respect, shouldn't we get to the Taehc's place and get her to straighten this all out first?"
"With all due respect," John snapped back at Tom, "Zelenka is an Atlantis expedition member, he's my first priority here."
"Atlantis is being overtaken by Borg, who will find out where we are, then not only is the past screwed up but so is the future!" Tom yelled back, "Dr. Zelenka will have to wait, you've got hundreds of people on Atlantis, he's a lone person, and I think you need to re thing your priorities!"
Meanwhile Zelenka was wondering through the forest using his scanner like a compass, according to it, Taehc was only a ten minute walk away, he hoped Major Sheppard was alright, but then again, he'd been though much worse than that.
"Well, here go nothing," sighed Zelenka as he began to jogging.
A native boy stepped in front of him, he was only a child though, he couldn't have been over nine.
"Why, hello there," Zelenka said walking towards him.
The native backed up
Zelenka searched around in his pack and pulled out a chocolate chip cookie and held it out.
"You want?" he asked.
"Oooh!" the little boy said running towards him, "food!"
"You speak English?" Zelenka asked.
"I speak what I hear," the bird replied, "I'm going to have to kill you, you know."
"Why?" Dr. Zelenka asked.
"You're trying to see her, if you do, it could mess up the timeline," the boy replied nibbling the cookie, "my mom told me so."
"I hate to tell you, but we messed the timeline up already," Zelenka replied, "we're here to fix it."
"I see," the boy said, "how did you get by?"
"I'm not sure what you mean," Zelenka said, "but I need to see Taehc, many lives are at steak."
The boy nodded, "This has never happened before, come on, I'll show you a shortcut."
