Thank you guys for reviewing. It really means alot to me.
To Jules47... I'm sorry but it probably will end up that way and if not it will have a very sad not happy ending. But because this one is so sad I've been working on a happier SGA fic that will be something along the lines of Sheppard maybe McKay,getting a pet, but I haven't decided if it'll be a Fuzzy Kitten, Playful Puppy, or cheeky squirrel and I can be swayed in any dirction, anyway mischief will happen.
"Sir," one of the officers caught Colonel Caldwell's attention, "I've pick up a radio signal from a planet not to far from here. I think you should listen to it." Caldwell nodded and it played over the static. "…Atlantis…McKay…Trouble…Colonel Sheppard…In trouble…Send…" it cut off. Caldwell looked worried.
"What is their location can you pick it up?" The officer shook his head. "All right I'm radioing back to Atlantis, maybe Dr. Weir can tell me where it's coming from."
Weir was sitting at her desk reading though some reports when Zelenka came in. "Hello, Dr. Zelenka what's wrong?"
"I was sent up here to tell you a message is coming in from the Daedalus. Colonel Caldwell says it's important." She nodded
"Thank you, I'll head down to get it." She walked down to receive the message. "Good afternoon Colonel, I've been told that you have an important message for me."
"Yes, one of my officers received a transmission from a planet not to far from here that makes me think one of your teams is in trouble. It sounds like Dr. McKay and Lt. Colonel Sheppard are in need of help. Do you know where they are?"
"Yes, they went to A34 E797. They're not due back for another hour though. I can have a team ready to go in 10 minutes, how far are you?"
"I'm about an hour out, get your team out there and I'll meet you there. Out"
"Right on it… Out." Weir sighed. What had Sheppard and McKay gotten them selves into this time? She contemplated sending Beckett with the team, but he was bogged down with patients. She got Sergeant Bates in and had him get his team together and on the flight deck in five minutes as they prepped for a jump though the gate.
"Hold on John," McKay pleaded. Sheppard had been unresponsive for nearly ten minutes now. McKay felt for his pulse again and was reassured by the weak but steady thump. The bleeding from his wound had slowed but it was still trickling out at and alarming rate. McKay wondered what would happen to his friend if he survived. McKay tried the radio again… "This is Dr Rodney McKay… Colonel Sheppard and I are in need of assistance please send help." He was very surprised to get a response.
"Dr. McKay this is Colonel Caldwell. We have your location and someone is looking for you now. What is your status?"
"Our jumper went down in a freak storm, I've been banged up a bit and Colonel Sheppard is… well he's… he doesn't look good. I don't know if he can pull though." He heard a sigh come from the other end.
"Just hold on a team should be there now." At this point McKay was seeing stars, and feeling very faint. He checked Sheppard again hoping he was still stable, however his breathing was getting more and more ragged. McKay laid down hoping it would make his brain less fuzzy. The lights were starting to go blurry.
A voice pierced the air once more. "Colonel Sheppard, Dr. McKay, this is Sergeant Bates, what is your position." McKay made a grab for the radio.
"This is Dr. McKay; I'm not sure exactly where we are. With the trajectory we landed at I believe probably about a hundred miles off our projected landing site."
"We've got you in sight, we're coming in." McKay breathed a sigh of relief. He tried to move again but this time his body adamantly protested his movement, and when he tired to sit up wave of dizziness rushed over him.
"Please just hold on John," he begged one last time before darkness clouded his vision.