Chapter 7

Dr. Weir and the Wraith moved towards her room. He had his gun aimed at her, and she did not try to escape. They walked along silently until she dared to ask a question.

"Why do you need my password? I don't think my room would be of much interest to you."

"On the contrary, your room is most interesting."

"I don't understand."

"You soon will." Nothing more was said as they got into the transporter and headed for the 4th wing.

Meanwhile, John struggled to free himself. His ropes were on tight, but John knew that if he tried hard enough, he could break free. It took him only five minutes before loosening the ropes enough to escape.

John found his gun and radio in a pile on the floor. The Wraith had left them there, obviously underestimating the Colonel.

"Major Lorne?"

"Colonel, we've been trying to reach you and Dr. Weir for over an hour."

"Dr. Weir and I had an encounter with the Wraith. They're on the way to Weir's room."

"Her room? Sir?"

"Listen, Weir is being held against her will by a Wraith disguised as me."

"Sir?" Now the Major was really confused.

"I'll explain more later. Assemble your team and mine and meet me in front of Elizabeth's quarters."

"We're on our way," Lorne replied, cutting the connection.

John picked up his gun and went to find them.

Elizabeth and the intruder arrived at her room, where she had to punch in her security code. The doors whooshed open and they entered.

'Finally,' the Wraith thought eagerly, looking around. He pulled out a hand held device. Despite the doctor's fear, she was curious and looked over his shoulder.

On the small device was a very detailed layout of her room. She was about to ask another question when she saw the Wraith run his hand along the side of the wall. The Wraith kept one eye on the wall and one on the doctor. He pushed his hand on the section of wall and it slowly slid back revealing a very dark, secret room.

Elizabeth stared at the opening. She was in shock.

'This was here all along, and I didn't know.' She silently cursed herself for not knowing. Her attention was drawn to the Wraith who was now leering at the opening. He had a satisfied smirk on his face. She felt discussed and scoffed.

He turned towards her. "You first."

She scoffed again. 'The first chance I get to escape I will.'. They went through the door and into the room. Despite neither of them having the ancient gene, the lights flickered on around them. The room was massive and structurally like many of the room on Atlantis. Many unusual looking objects lay here and there on work tables. Despite many alluring pieces of technology, the Wraith was only after one thing.

With his gun still set towards her, he pulled out the Lieutenants severed hand and walked over to the hologram projector. It was one like the projector they found when they first reached Atlantis.

'Johnson had the ATA gene,' Elizabeth thought. 'He must have taken the hand to activate the technology.'

The Wraith ran the limp hand over the device and a hologram of an Ancient appeared.

Elizabeth stared on in amazement as the projection started.

"This has been recorded in the utmost secrecy. What I'm about to say is very important to our fight against the Wraith."

Elizabeth looked over at the Wraith who was smiling triumphantly. He still had his gun pointed at her, and she could see that he was still watching her out of the corner of his eye.

She turned her attention back to the projection.

"Many years ago I created the cloaking technology. It was a great achievement and soon we had equipped each ship with the technology. Soon our enemy started to grow in number. Many attacks were made to capture the city. The council decided that if the Wraith ever got a hold of the technology, they could wreak an unspoken amount of terror. The vote was unanimous. The council agreed to destroy all the cloaking technology not already in the ships. I was given the task of destroying all my hard work and I couldn't do it. I tried to sway the council but they would not listen. I had plans for using the technology in other ways.

I made two prototypes and hid them in here, my private chambers, with the hope that one day our kind would return and put the bracelets to good use. The two cloaking bracelets are in this drawer."

The drawer carrying the bracelets slid open. Two shinny, silver, bands were revealed.

The hologram kept talking but the doctor's mind was elsewhere.

'How ironic,' Elizabeth thought. 'The Atlantian's wanted the technology destroyed, but the Wraith are about to get their hands on it anyways. I can't let that happen.'

She reached for the bracelets but the Wraith intervened. "Don't move," he said shoving the bands into his pocket. Then he changed out of his form and into hers.

Dr. Weir stood back in shock. She was actually staring herself in the face.

"I can easily escape to the gate room in your form and dial out."

The leader clinched her fist. "I'm not letting you get away with this."

"Just try and stop me."

Suddenly John came running into the room. He stopped in place and shifted his P-90 back and forth between the two of them.

"Alright, which one of you is the real Dr. Weir?"

The Wraith decided to use this opportunity to his advantage.

"John, I'm glad you escape," said the Wraith.

John turned his gun toward Elizabeth.

"No, John it's me. Don't listen to him," she answered.

"I'm Dr. Weir," said the imposter "and you're Colonel Sheppard." He said, using what he had learned against them.

"John, he's the imposter."

He shifted his gun toward the Wraith.

"Are you going to shoot your boss," the Wraith asked.

The Colonel was starting to get frustrated. It was unnerving him that he couldn't tell the two of them apart. He didn't know who to believe.

"Ok," he said, thinking of a plan. It was something only the real Dr. Weir would know.

"Last year we were on the balcony and I gave you your birthday gift. What was it?"

"You gave me a jar made by the Athosians," Elizabeth replied.

Relief washed over John's face, and he pointed his gun at the imposter.

The Wraith changed tactics and whipped out his own gun and grabbed a hold of Elizabeth.

"Drop your weapon or she dies."

To be continued

End of chapter