See I told you this next chapter wouldn't take too long to post:D this chapter is from Morgan's POV it also kind of switches POV occasionally. Getting into everyone's head.

Chapter two

"Who decided to let the crazy keep her gun?" The Rodney who couldn't be Rodney asked sarcastically, sending a look at the John who couldn't be John.

"Shut up Rodney." He said.

"I said who are you?" Morgan shouted again, her mind and heart racing. This couldn't be happening! They had died years ago!

The Elizabeth who couldn't be Elizabeth stepped forward. "I am Doctor Elizabeth Weir, This is Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard, Doctor Rodney McKay and Doctor Carson Beckett."

"No!" Morgan cried out, it was so hard seeing their faces right there, "No you can't be! You three died years ago! I saw it! And Carson lost his left arm! Plus Dad was a General!"

Carson clutched his arm as what she said sank in.

"Dad?" John asked stupidly.

"Yeah! You're my dad and she..." Morgan trailed off mid-point. Oh no, that couldn't happen. She knew he was testing it but he said it wouldn't work! "McKay." She growled, letting her gun drop.

"What did I do?" Rodney asked. "You just said I was dead!"

Morgan didn't hear him. "Oh I am gonna shoot that jackass in the foot!"

"Uhm... what's going on?" John asked.

Morgan looked at him, a sad expression crossing her face before she smiled ruefully.

"Hi. I'm from the future. You're all dead there. Mckay, Rodney's son, has been messing around with time travel and it looks like it works!"

There was a stunned silence.

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"Oh I believe you." John said. "I'm just stunned that Rodney had a kid."

"Or a woman." Carson added.

John and Morgan both laughed at this. An identical laugh.

"So...you're my kid then."

"Yeah."

"Who's your mom?"

"I cant say."

"Why not?"

"Cause I don't wanna fuck up the time stream."

"Oh."

"So...the future?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yeah."

"How far into the future?"

"I'd say... five years or so till I'm born then eighteen."

"Wow."

"My kids smart!" Rodney grinned.

"How did we die?" John asked quietly.

"Big battle with the Wraith. Wiped them out but they took most of us with them. Afterwards everyone abandoned Atlantis. Too many bad memories." Morgan said, her voice tight, refusing too look at any of them.

"But you came back." Carson pointed out. "Why?"

"I'm a soldier. I spent my entire life fighting the wraith and then they were gone. I was left with nothing to fight but my own demons." Morgan explained sadly. "I come back and do routine maintenance that Atlantis is perfectly capable of doing."

"Don't you get lonely?" Elizabeth asked.

'The ghosts keep me company."

An awkward silence followed this statement.

It was broken by Elizabeth.

"I should imagine you're tired...uhm...sorry your name is?"

"Major Morgan Sheppard."

"Would you like a room Morgan? We can discuss how to get you home tomorrow, for now I think you should rest."

"Thanks."

"I'll find her one." John volunteered.

Elizabeth nodded.

Morgan smiled somewhat warily at Elizabeth, Rodney and Carson and followed John out of the infirmary. There was an awkward silence between the two as they walked and Morgan used the time to look around Atlantis. It was weird to see it so busy and alive again. For the past three or so years she had gotten used to being the only one in the entire city. She liked seeing all the people again, it was how Atlantis was supposed to be. Even though there were people she still saw the ghosts of the people who weren't there yet.

"Here we go!" John broke into Morgans thoughts, indicating a doorway.

Morgan looked around the hall and smiled slightly.

"What?" John asked, noticing her smile.

"This was my room growing up." She said, walking past him into the room, running her hand along the wall.

"I suppose that's because it was the empty one closest to me." John said.

"No. You were living with Mom in her bigger room. This was pretty much the only empty one with a balcony." She smiled at him. "I threw a fit when you wouldn't let me have this room at first. I loved watching the sunsets outside. Still do it sometimes."

John smiled softly watching his daughter walk around the room. As he watched a sudden thought crept into his mind. "After the battle, why didn't you go to Earth? I'm sure they would've given you a spot at SGC."

Morgan shook her head. "Pegasus is my home. You and Mom took me to Earth a few times but it always confused me and I never quite fit in."

"Ah." John nodded. "That makes sense. It does feel odd going back."

"Besides, SGC isn't very understanding of the family we built here. And I couldn't leave Carson all on his own. Not after what he lost." Morgan said sadly, moving out onto the balcony.

"What did Carson loose?" John asked, following her.

"His son, his wife, his arm... and his faith in his skills." Morgan leaned on the rail, her posture very much like Elizabeth's when she was on a balcony, John noticed.

"His skills?"

"As a doctor. Mom... well you died protecting her but she was incredibly injured. She was on Carson's operating table when he lost her. Blamed himself entirely. That was bad enough but then he found out that Sean had died and he lost his arm holding his dying wife. He was a broken man." Morgans voice had gone misty and John looked over to see tears rolling down her cheeks. "I couldn't just leave him with McKay. McKay threw himself into his work after his dad died and refused to see anyone. I ended up taking care of everyone."

"When did you get time to grieve yourself?"

"This is my time. I go to Atlantis to grieve. I do the maintenance, send useless databursts to SGC and spend days on end sitting in the dark gate room or on the half destroyed balcony where you and mom got married. Where I was going to get married." Her voice cracked.

"You were engaged?"

Morgan nodded.

"To who?"

"Sean."

"Carson's son..." John looked over and felt an intense moment of fatherly love. He pulled Morgan to him in a hug. "Oh Morgan."

They stood like that for a while, John stroking her head and letting her sob into his chest. When she stopped, John let her pull away and looked at her. He saw so much of himself in her, and so much else that was incredibly familiar.

"So... in five years I'm gonna be a dad?" John asked.

"Yeah."

"But... I'm not even with anyone!"

"Believe it or not you and mom didn't beat around the bush too much after you got over yourselves." Morgan laughed.

"Got over ourselves?"

"Rodney and Carson always used to tell me that you two were the only two on Atlantis who didn't realize that you were in love for the longest time." She smiled. "Apparently you're dense and mom was in denial."

John smiled. "That sounds like Rodney."

A long silence settled.

"This is... weird." John said finally.

"You're telling me." Morgan said, once again leaning on the rail in that particular way. "I never thought I'd get to talk to you again. I wish I could talk to mom too."

"Why can't you."

"If you two aren't together I cant tell you because then you might never."

"Or we might sooner."

"I can't risk it Dad."

"You're right of course." John conceded, slouching back from the balcony to lean on the doorframe. "I'm gonna let you sleep and stuff. I have to go talk to... someone."

Morgan turned to him and grinned. "Rodney was right. You are dense."

John poked his tongue out at her and kicked her lightly on the leg. "I can still ground you!" he shouted over his shoulder as he walked out.

"Doubtful!" Morgan called after him just before the door closed.

Morgan turned back to the view, smiling to herself. Maybe she wouldn't shoot McKay in the foot when she got back... maybe just the toe.

I wasn't sure whether I should stop here or write the next bit in this chapter but I think that can afford to be its own chapter. I'll write that in a little bit and should have it posted soon. Reveiw!