I do not own "Dream Police" sung by Cheap Trick, with words and music by Rick Nielsen. I twisted the words around a little to fit, of course.
Chapter Two
Down on Atlantis, Sheppard dug his gun back in it's holster as he stared down at the Wraith they caught somewhere near the computers. He didn't know if it had done anything and wasn't prepared to take that risk.
"Rodney, get a team down here to take a look at the computers. I think our Wraith friend might of done something and I don't want to take any risks." Sheppard called through the radio.
"Yes, right." Came Rodney's fast voice from the other end. The radio clicked off and Sheppard ordered his officers to take the body away.
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"Did you find anything?" Elizabeth asked later as the were all crowded around the semi-circular table.
"Not. . . really." Rodney muttered.
"What do mean 'not really'?" Sheppard raised an eye brow as did Elizabeth. Teyla and Ronan just sat quietly.
"Yes Rodney, what do you mean by that?" Elizabeth leaned in closer making Rodney uncomfortable. He laughed nervously and continued.
"We did, well I did. . ." Rodney began to laugh but notice nobody joined in with him and his face straightened again. "We found a small glitch in the system and they're looking into it now."
"Thank you." Elizabeth nodded to Rodney who muttered something and then she addressed the rest of the team. "Alright, everyone is dismissed. Rodney keep an eye out. I want all of you keep an eye out, anything, anything at all, you come tell me, got it?"
Everyone nodded one by one and left. Elizabeth was the last to leave and made her way to the gate. She stood with her arms crossed and stared at the gate, but her musings were interrupted by a tech guy.
"We've got gate activity, ma'am."
"Is there an IDC?" Elizabeth walked up behind the tech to stare over his shoulder trying to recall if she sent a team out.
"No, ma'am, but. . ."
"What?"
"The signal seems urgent. Shall I open the gate?" The tech looked up at her awaiting orders. If it was urgent. . . Elizabeth sighed and then nodded.
"Go ahead."
"Yes ma'am." The tech faced his control's again.
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"Did the plan proceed as hoped?" The Wraith Leader's lips curled in something slightly resembling a smile.
"Yes, oh great one. Everything is fantabulous." The Wraith curled his lips back.
"Don't EVER say that word again. And don't curl your lips at me. Get back to work!" The Wraith Leader glowered, which he is much better at.
"Of course." The Wraith bowed and stepped away.
"Now we just sit. . . and wait."
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"Teyla, I know you don't like doing this but we need your help." Elizabeth had told everyone about the distress signal from a remote and recently culled planet. Sheppard suggested making sure the Wraith were gone before they went.
Now Elizabeth and Sheppard were trying to convince Teyla to tap into her Wraith connection. They stood in the infirmary and Beckett tapped his foot impatiently on the sidelines. He had other patients and no time for arguments.
"Are ya gonna do this or not?" Beckett called out.
Teyla scanned her friend's faces and raised an eyebrow. She sighed and looked Sheppard straight in the eye.
"Fine." Teyla submitted and sat down on a nearby bed. "Let us get this over with."
"Are they close enough for you to see them?" Sheppard asked as Beckett stood nearby just in case.
Suddenly music began from seemingly nowhere and Teyla stood, having no control over her mouth or body parts. Then, she began to sing. . .
The ugly Wraith, they live inside of my head.
The ugly Wraith, they come to me in my bed.
The ugly Wraith, they're coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors ain't nice.
And when I fall asleep I don't think I'll survive the night, the night.
'cause they're waiting for me.
They're looking for me.
Ev'ry single night they're driving me insane.
Those Wraith inside my brain.
The ugly Wraith, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The ugly Wraith, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The ugly Wraith, they're coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I can't tell lies, 'cause they're listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet they're spying on me tonight, tonight.
'cause they're waiting for me.
They're looking for me.
Ev'ry single night they're driving me insane.
Those Wraith inside my brain.
I try to sleep, they're wide awake, they won't leave me alone.
They don't get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they won't let me alone.
They persecute me, they're the judge and jury all in one.
'cause they're waiting for me.
They're looking for me.
Ev'ry single night they're driving me insane.
Those Wraith inside my brain.
The ugly Wraith, they live inside of my head.
The ugly Wraith, they come to me in my bed.
The ugly Wraith, they're coming to arrest me.
Everyone stared at Teyla, mouths and eyes agape. Teyla's cheeks blushed in either embarrassment or something else, nobody was sure.
"I do not know where that came from. I am sorry." Teyla bowed her head. Sheppard yelled into his radio.
"Rodney. . ."
"Um, yes?" came the rush voice of Rodney who was in the middle of arguing with Zelenka.
"Let's work a little harder, huh? We struck a little problem."
