Hello! I am FINALLY finished! YEAH!
Please review and I might do a sequel…after I finish up a few of my other stories.
McKay could feel sweat trickling down his cheek and his hands flew over the controls, even if he really wanted to get Atlantis out of lockdown, by now he was seriously doubting his ability to be able to, (not that he'd ever admit it).
He could feel the Borg Queen's grip tighten on his shoulder as every minutes passed.
"Is your task almost complete?" The Borg Queen asked leaning over his shoulder.
"Look, you've waited to find this place for hundreds of years, I'd think you'd be able to be a little more patient!" Rodney snapped, come on John any minute now…
"You have ten minutes," The Borg Queen informed blankly.
Zelenka followed the young boy up to Taehc's place while try to hold his arm to stop the bleeding.
The boy's idea of a shortcut was going through a tunnel that Hobbits couldn't have even stood up straight in, then through a valley of plants that seemed determined to eat him and had managed to get a small chunk of his arm.
"We're almost there," the boy said grabbing onto a rock for support, "she will be able to heal you as well."
Zelenka nodded and then it went silent as they finally reached the top.
"So, what's your name?" Zelenka asked the little boy who jogged ahead to the small shack.
"Das Gnorts," the boy called back.
An old women with long grey hair and olive skin appeared in the doorway causing Das to run into her and knock her over..
"I'm so sorry Lady Taehc," Das apologized helping her up.
"Why do you dare bring a stranger up here?" she growled, "do you know of the consequences…."
"Miss Taehc," Zelenka said walking up to her, "my name Radek Zelenka, I'm from a place called Atlantis, we believe our timeline crossed with a ship by the name of Voyager from the future."
Taehc nodded and then gestured for Das and Zelenka to come inside.
The shack couldn't have had more than three rooms, it smelled like Sandalwood and had silver and white candles lit and spread throughout. There was a small jumbled of cushions in the middle of the room beside a small dresser, the far wall appeared to be made of only colorful ribbons weaved in and out of each other.
"Voyager eh?" she asked looking intently at the wall and plucking out a black ribbon that appeared to be intertwined with a blue one, "Well, there's your problem."
She sat down on one of the cushions and pulled open a dresser drawer. She took out a mirror and what looked like case of lip balm.
"Come and sit," she offered as Das and Zelenka sat down.
"Taehc, but what about Mr. Zelenka? His wound is deep, he may not…" Das began but was hushed by Taehc.
"When I am done here, this wound will matter not," she said as she wrote Voyager on one side of the mirror in the weird lip balm stuff and Atlantis on the other side.
She took the black and blue ribbon in her hands.
"Ribbon of Time, pull them away, ribbon of time, separate,"
Zelenka knew it was silly, but the first thing he thought of was how that didn't rhyme at all…
Then he felt as though he was being torn in two, and he wasn't the only one.
"Captain," Seven began, "I feel, unwell."
"No shit," came B' Elanna's irritated response as she clutched her stomach.
"What is happening?" the Borg Queen demanded as both Dr. McKay and Dr. Weir doubled over in pain, she always thought pain was for lesser beings, but she was starting to feel weird as well.
Taehc then took the ribbons and wove them back into the wall, only a few spaces before the area they had been earlier.
Zelenka was about to ask why, but found himself sitting in Atlantis's control room. He looked around frantically.
"What happen to the Borg?" he asked Dr. Weir.
"Borg?" Dr. Weir replied as Zelekna gestured as if to indicate "never mind", "Look Zelenka, is the planet safe for AT-1 to explore?"
Zelenka looked down at his console to see the planet he'd just been on co ordinates staring back at him.
"Yes," he replied then shook his head, "I mean no, no it's not."
"Why is that?" Dr. Weir asked.
"I think you'd better sit down,"
John was having the same problem as Zelenka.
"What the hell…" he said as Dr. Weir ushered him, Zelenka, McKay, Ford, and Teyla into the briefing room.
After they were all settled Dr. Weir announced, "Dr. Zelenka believes that the energy readings on the planet may pose a threat to the expedition."
"And what planet is this?" John asked curiously, "and aren't you two supposed to be in the infirmary?"
"I do not believe so Major, I feel fine," Teyla responded placing her hands on the table.
"Major Sheppard, are you alright?" Dr. Weir asked frowning.
"No, I'm really not," John replied in frustration, "I could have sworn I was somewhere else a few minutes ago."
"You were in the gate room," Ford pointed out.
"No I mean another planet, with this guy from a ship called Voyager and we were looking for Zelenka because we got separated," John rambled, "I'm not making any sense am I?"
"No"
"Yes"
All eyes turned to Zelenka.
"You were on a different planet a few minutes ago," Zelenka explained, "that's the planet we're talking about."
"How could he have been there?" McKay asked.
"He hasn't been there yet," Zelenka tried to explain, then took his glasses off and rubbed his forehead, noticing for the first time that his arm was healed…correction, he hadn't hurt it, "It's very hard to explain…"
"Try us,"
So John and Zelenka pieced together the story as best as they could over the next half hour.
"And how come only you two remember any of this?" Dr. Weir inquired.
"Well, we were the only ones on the planet, along with Tom," John began, "so maybe that's why."
"Alright, it's good enough for me, that planet is off limits."
"Oh, Mr. Paris, I didn't hear you enter," the Doctor greeted cheerily.
"That's because I didn't," Tom replied slowly, "how'd I get here?"
"You simply walked in through the door," the Doctor stated.
Tom sat down on the bio bed.
"Doc, I think I need a check up, I could have sworn I was on another planet a minute ago…"
