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Chapter Two

Dr. Beckett walked creepily over to his room across the hall from the control room. He opened the window next to his door and dumped his coffee out into the freezing ocean. He doesn't really like coffee; he just drank it to make himself look cool.

He got a lot of crap from his neighbors that lived next to him in Scotland, and so about five years ago, he moved to the United States. Then three years ago, he was chosen to go on an expedition to the lost continent of Atlantis. But he really didn't believe that Atlantis had indeed been found, and it hadn't, but he had high hopes. The thing that he really didn't believe was that a round piece of rock could sustain an artificial self-generated wormhole. That sounded like crap!

But that all changed when he saw the tapes of Col. Jonathon Jack O' Neil. A man who had led a team of two officers in the air force, an archaeologist, and an alien named Teal'c. Yeah, Dr. Beckett know knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep. He slowly crept into his room and played a Simple Plan c.d. at low volume.

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Lt. Co. John Shepard walked a few blocks of annoying hallways and twists & turns, until he finally came up to the door of the room of the frustrating Ronan Dex. Shepard had gotten him earlier, but he was being a brat and not getting up. John knocked on Ronan's door.

He heard an annoyed voice say, "I'm not getting up, not even if you promise me a good night in the bed with some chick!"

"Can I come in? No chicks here," Shepard said.

"Fine," Ronan said. "You can come in. I just wish that you had a hot girl for me."

"Maybe someday," John said as he entered the room.

"Yeah, maybe someday I'll piss on Dr. Weir and say I didn't."

"That might work," John said.

"I guess so. What do you want?"

"We've got a mission," John said. "You can sleep, just listen up. The officer that died the other day, the one you were supposed to guard, had a serum in his bloodstream. This serum had crack, heroine, seamen, and Prozac. Have you ever heard of any of those?"

"The first three."

"Okay. Well, the Prozac was probably used to give pleasure to the receiver of the antidote just before they died. That's what Prozac does. Anyway, there are two Wraith Hive Ships headed for Atlantis. We are, meaning McKay, assuming that the ships are holding just barrels of this stuff. We need to get a large sample of it and blow both of the ship out of the orbit. I'll be leading the mission. Any questions?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"Can I sleep now?"

"Yes."

Thank you." He full into his pillows and drifted off into a deep sleep. John left the room. When he got back to his room, Teyla was waiting for him by his door. He reaised an eyebrow, and she raised a pair of whacking sticks (a/n: I don't know what they're called). "Why?" John asked.

"I won't be able to sleep," Teyla replied.

"Okay." John said, "I'll be there in five minutes.

"Okay."

End Second Chapter.