It's an update for you all! One other thing, on my LJ I have a list of other story ideas I've come up with, if you wanna look and see if you want me to write any, feel free. I'm always looking for a challenge, like writing two stories at once along with three college essays.
Drakcir: Of course John is deprived if he doesn't know the all mightyness of Hitchhiker's Guide! And as you remembered the no shippyness vow, you can be the official ship monitor. And you can have a nice shiny badge to go with it!
Jenn R: Yep Serai is back from 'Premonitions'. So you know things are going to go wrong.
csiAngel: But cliffhangers are fun, especially when you shoot a character then leave everyone hanging for nearly a fortnight...wait, I already did that. ;)
Hazeydream: Pressure? What pressure? I only need to write something that will appeal to everyone that everyone will like...oh that pressure. ;)
Sarah: Hopefully some good adventures that will keep you all hooked.
rogue1503 and johnliz4ever: I'll be interested to see where this goes too!
Suicune1000: Well lookey here, it's the update!
Please read, review, and you could be fed cookies. And really, it's NOT shippy. Apart from the kiss...hehe.
Chapter 2:It's hopefully a joke
"Erm, hello?"
Elizabeth stared in disbelief. Then again, so was everyone else in the room.
"Well, that's a fine way to greet me."
Still no one responded.
"You know, I would appreciate it if you'd talk to me, after everything I've done for you."
"You've done for us?"
Serai turned to smile at Rodney as he spoke.
"Yes…"
She was beginning to feel a little uneasy.
"Thanks to you, we have all been injured, some quite seriously."
"Oh yeah."
John smirked at her.
"Did you forget that little point?"
"I've been busy."
Serai smirked back at John.
At that moment Elizabeth noticed the similarity between the pair. The messy hair, the trademark smirk, the eyes. Everything.
"Well, he is directly descended from me."
"Excuse me?"
Serai turned to face Elizabeth again.
"The similarities."
"How did you know?"
"I can sort of read your thoughts."
Again the room fell silent, and again Rodney was the first to comment.
"That's impossible."
"No it's not. You have no idea what I can do."
"Really, then prove it."
"Fine."
"Fine."
Serai stood up and stared hard at Rodney. Then she began to smile.
"Would you like me to prove I can shape shift too?"
"You can do what?"
"I'll show you."
Closing her eyes, she instantly began to change. Within a few seconds, Serai was gone and had been replaced by a very different figure.
John looked the woman up and down. She was of medium height with short blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She wore a black t-shirt and green trousers. Nothing very identifying. Turning to look at Elizabeth for help, he found her sat with her hand over her mouth.
"What's up?" He whispered across the desk.
Elizabeth didn't move, but took her hand off her mouth.
"Look at Rodney and take one guess who it is."
With a sigh, he turned to look at Rodney. And what he saw surprised him.
Rodney was stood up right in front of 'Serai', and he was grinning like a little boy.
"This is incredible. I mean…you look just like her. I mean…oh god."
And without another word, 'Serai' leaned in and kissed him passionately.
Elizabeth, unable to hold it in, began to laugh loudly. John looked at Elizabeth, then Aiden and Teyla, who were still sat in staring, then back to Rodney.
Who was now kissing 'Serai' back equally passionately.
It was John's turn to sit staring blankly.
"John, you're catching flies."
He glanced across at Elizabeth, who seemed to be a little more composed now. She was putting her sheets in order, as if there was nothing going on in front of her. John couldn't believe she was acting like this. Even Teyla was smiling. Ford was practically hyperventilating at the other end of the table.
"Ford, just breath."
"How the hell does Rodney know such a hot woman?"
"I'm not quite sure."
At last, the pair broke their unexpected kiss and Serai's form returned. She smoothed down her dress and sat down again, while Rodney stood a while longer. John looked between the pair of them and the still calm Elizabeth.
"What just happened?"
"She read my mind. She read my mind and changed shape. It's impossible."
"I got that much, but who was she?"
"John, are you really asking?"
"Yes Elizabeth, I…oh…I see."
"Really?"
"Yep. Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter."
"Well done John."
John glared at Elizabeth, who seemed not to notice, or at least pretended not to.
"Now that that's done, maybe I should tell you why I'm here."
"Please do."
Rodney, realising his fun was over, sat down again.
"Thank you. Now, you all know why I was here the first time. Well, now that
John is the Guardian, he has another task to complete."
"Not more."
John sat back in his chair and dragged his hand across his face.
"It's alright, this really is the last thing…I think…"
"Serai!"
"Sorry. Well, basically, there's a door. And behind this door is your own private quarters, rooms, and more equipment than you can imagine to fight a war with. But to open the door you have to be tied to someone, by blood."
"What are you trying to say?"
"In basic terms, you need to get married."
The whole room turned to stare at the very shocked Major. This was one revelation they hadn't been expecting.
"Married, but I'm not even dating anyone! I don't think there is anyone I feel like that about on Atlantis, or Earth, may I add."
"That's all right, it's quite simple. It's already been decided you are going to marry."
"This I can't wait to hear."
"Well, you have dreams about people your close to. The last person you dream about, is the one you marry."
For a second everyone sat unmoving. Then every pair of eyes in the room turned to Elizabeth.
"No. No, this is a mistake. I can't marry him!"
"You have to."
Elizabeth closed her eyes.
"Please tell me this is a joke."
"You're not the only one."
Elizabeth opened her eyes to glare at John.
"No, this is no joke. You two have to get married."
John groaned and slammed his head on to the table. Elizabeth slid down in her seat until she nearly fell off.
"I knew this was going to be a bad day," she muttered, before finally giving in and sliding off her chair onto the floor.