AN: Sorry about the long wait. I had to send it off to be betaed, and then I had trouble uploading it. Well anyways, here is my last chapter. I hope everyone enjoys it, and I hope you guys will read more of my stories in the future.

-D aka Beach chick

Chapter 8

The imposter had grabbed onto Elizabeth and was now holding her at gun point. John's eyes shifted between him and the leader.

"Do not do anything stupid," the Wraith, in Elizabeth's form, said. "I said drop your weapon! Do it now!" He tightened his grip on her and shoved the gun to her head.

Elizabeth felt sick as the cool metal of the gun pressed next to her head. John sighed and dropped his gun.

Immediately Major Lorne and Stackhouse arrived with reinforcements.

"Whoa!" Lorne said. "What did we miss?" He looked confused at the two Elizabeths.

It started to dawn on the Wraith that he was more than a little out numbered. He changed tactics and slipped the cloaking device onto his wrist. His whole body disappeared and Elizabeth's along with him.

The team heard struggling sounds and raised their weapons.

"Hold your fire!" John shouted. If they shot blindly, they would risk hitting Elizabeth.

The leader and the imposter continued to fight. They were invisible to anyone else. The only thing they could see was the equipment knocked over while each one tried to gain the upper hand. Elizabeth was able to hit the gun out of the Wraith's hand, and this made him even madder.

Normally Elizabeth would oppose fighting, but when she felt the Wraith's fist connect with her face, all her ethics went out the window. She struggled to keep her balance and threw and equally strong punch back. It almost knocked the Wraith out.

'So that's what it feels like to hit myself,' she thought slightly amused.

Anger flared up in his eyes, and he glared at her. The leader stood her ground while managing to hold onto her opponents arm.

'If I let go, he'll have a chance to escape with the cloaking bracelet.' She also realized that if she continued to hold on, she would be a good target if the Wraith tried to feed.

As if the Wraith could read her mind, he shape shifted out of her form and back into his original one. He tried to connect his hand to her chest, but she fought back, and soon he was laying on the ground unconscious. She took the cloaking device away from him, and he became visible again.

John and his men apprehended him, and Ronon, who had just arrived with Teyla, trained his gun on him.

Elizabeth reappeared and handed the bracelet over to Rodney. "He was after this," she said.

"You took out the Wraith?" Lorne asked surprised.

"Don't act so surprised," the leader answered.

"I can see those sparring lessons paid off," Teyla said. She smiled in approval of Elizabeth's fighting skills.

"You've been taking sparring lessons with Teyla?" John asked shocked.

"Dr. Weir is a quick learner."

The normally composed leader blushed at all the attention she was receiving.

"Take the Wraith to Dr. Beckett," Elizabeth told them. "He'll be able to give him something that will make it easier to transport him to his cell."

John still looked at Elizabeth. He was unwilling to let her change the topic so soon.

"This isn't over yet," he said. "I want to know how long you've been training and keeping it from me." John added.

"You mean from us," Rodney said looking annoyed. His eye's drifted around the room. "You probably knew how to fight all along and…" The scientist's voice trailed off, as he looked around the room. "This is amazing! It's a secret room! Look at all this technology." He turned to look at the leader. "This was here all along, and you didn't know?"

"No one could have known," John said stepping in to defend her. "As I remember, it was your job to check the room blueprints before the rooms were issued to anyone."

"Yes…yes…of course. No one could have known," Rodney said disregarding John's last statement. He tapped his ear piece. "Zelenka! Get down here. This is something your going to want to see," Rodney said starting to examine certain objects.

"Be careful with those things. We don't know what they can do."

"Yes…yes…" Rodney said barely listening.

"Alright," she said to them, as she walked to the door.

"I'll stay and keep an eye on him," Ronon said.

"Alright briefing in two hours." She looked at Teyla, and John. "Will both accompany me back to the gate room? We're going to have some explaining to do."

Two hours later…..

Elizabeth, John, Rodney, Teyla, Ronon, Becket, and Major Lorne were seated around the conference room table.

Weir was the first to speak. "Well, our Halloween didn't go quite as expected." They all voiced their agreement. "I gather the Wraith has been detained," she said turning to Major Lorne and Beckett.

"Aye, yes ma'am," they both said at once.

"I administered a drug into the Wraith's system. He should be out for quite a while," Beckett said.

"After he was drugged, we secured him into a holding cell," Lorne said.

"My medical examiners are running tests on him as we speak," Carson added.

"Good. Our capture should prove useful."

"What of our guests in the gate room?" Rodney asked.

"We explained what happened to them, and they agreed it would be best to leave," John explained.

"Some were all to happy to leave," Elizabeth said. "But others…not so much."

"They didn't give you any trouble, did they?" Ronon asked.

"No," Elizabeth said shaking her head. "Halling and his men just asked to stay and check out the city for any more Wraith."

"Halling can be…strong willing," Teyla said.

"We told them everything had been taken care of, and they were escorted through the gate.

McKay was playing with one of the bracelets they had discovered.

"Did you find out how that thing worked?" John asked.

"It's very simple. You put it on your wrist and you disappear." John rolled his eyes.

"What the Colonel meant was how it makes you become invisible," Elizabeth said.

"Right, it's very similar to the technology in the jumpers and what we used to cloak the city." He slipped it onto his wrist, and he disappeared. Then he reappeared and disappeared again. "Hey it's button activated," he said switching it off and on. He faded and reappeared and faded and reappeared. Rodney was certainly entertaining himself.

"Are you done?" John asked.

"Yes," Rodney said reappearing. "You should really try this."

John reached for the device, but Rodney hit his hand away.

"Ow!"

"I said you should try it on not to steal it from me. Go get your own."

Elizabeth rolled her eye's at the two of them. "Meetings adjourned."

John stayed behind to talk with Elizabeth while the rest shuffled out of the room.

"Elizabeth?"

"Yes?" She asked, as she finished collecting her papers.

"I wanted to talk about what happened." She stopped what she was doing and looked up at him. "Despite what I said, I wanted to say thank you for not letting me…die. That Wraith was about to feed, and it was close."

She put a hand on his shoulder. "It was," she agreed. "Your welcome." She smiled. "And thank you for rushing in to save me. It gives me the chills when I think that the Wraith have an ability like this."

"Your welcome as well, and don't worry about the Wraith. Beckett is working to duplicate the same gene," John said. "We might be able to even use it against them. We still have the cloaking bracelets. All in all, it was a pretty good night."

"She yawned. "Yes, it was, if you don't consider a ruined party, the Wraith kidnapping us, and Johnson's death."

"Yeah…" he said sadly. "I'm planning Johnson's funeral and setting up his transport back to Earth."

"He would have liked you handling it personally."

"Johnson was a good man."

"Yes, he was."

They stood in silence for a moment. John turned to Elizabeth. "I've been meaning to ask you something." She raised an eye brow but let him continue. "Teyla clams you are a good sparer."

"Yes?" Elizabeth asked seeing the mischievous look on his face.

"Well, I'd like to test that theory."

"Are you asking me to spar with you?"

"I just want to see how good your skills are," John said acting innocent.

"You and me spar?" She asked raising an eyebrow again.

He leaned in closer to her. "I promise not to go hard," he whispered. "Unless you want me to."

Her heart fluttered, but she refused to let him see what affect his words had on her. "I think you should. After all…I don't want you to think you have to go easy on me."

"Why would I think that?" John asked.

"Maybe you feel that your skills are superior to mine. You might pretend to go easy on me just so I could win and then you claim you weren't using your full abilities."

"Fine, I won't go easy on you."

"Thank you." She said.

She could see the amused look on his face. "You have to agree not to hold anything back from me."

"Agreed," she yawned, not able to hold it in.

"You could use some rest."

"No…I'm, yawn, alright."

"No, we'll spar at ten."

"But, it's four am right now," she complained.

"Then you have six hours to sleep before our match."

He helped her gather up the rest of her stuff, and they headed out of the room.

"You have to rest as well," she said, as they went their separate ways.

"That's where I'm going," he said throwing her his flyboy smile and heading the other direction.

She shook her head and continued to her room. 'This has been an interesting Halloween.' Then another thought occurred when she thought of her upcoming match with John. 'What have I gotten myself into?' She shook her head and entered her room.

The End

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