Okay, okay, okay I'm sorry about the cliffhanger…not really coz it made more of ya review! Ha! I am a genius! 19th October! Are they mad! Sky One thinks I can wait over a month till season two starts over here? And you say I'm evil. Anihoo, thanks for reading and reviewing…I'm so happy about the response for this story.

Spoiler from Stargate SG1, one of my fave episodes-do you know which one? Oh and from an Atlantis episode which everyone will get!

Chapter 6

John Sheppard raised his P90, the action was soon copied by the four marines standing behind him in the transporter. No one had spoken a word noticing their CO's agitated state and at this point all they knew was that Dr Weir was possibly being held hostage by an alien hostile.

John lightly placed his finger on the gun's trigger as the doors slid open and shouted, "Move out!"

The group filtered into the dim hallway and scanned it. The only person they could see was Elizabeth Weir sitting on a windowsill. John, taking lead, moved towards her confused at her calmness.

"John?" She asked looking over the small contingent now littered in the corridor.

"Elizabeth, are you okay?" He asked quietly ensuring his men did not hear them. The last thing he needed was the city's population gossiping about her 'condition' or about their 'relationship'.

Nodding Elizabeth stood up and folded her arms. "Yes, thank you. We need to talk."

Frowning, John lowered his P90, looked left then right and then stepped forward whispering, "Is 'he' here?"

"No. Not anymore." Elizabeth replied.

A sheepish expression crept onto his face and he cleared his throat. "Oh." Then turning to his men ordered, "Stand down. False alarm."

The group nodded and made their way to the lift followed by their commanders.

"But he was here, right?" John asked wondering why Elizabeth was so relaxed after the encounter.

"Yes, we…uh…chatted." She answered avoiding his eyes.

John placed a hand on her shoulder forcing her to face him. "Chatted? What exactly does that mean?"

Suddenly Weir looked uncomfortable and shook her head. "Not here, okay? I'd rather discuss this in private."

Becoming more annoyed at her vagueness John was about to protest but saw the silent plea in her brown eyes. Reluctantly he said, "Okay."

Elizabeth watched her office door slide shut and turned back to her 2IC's demanding stare. They were now alone and John had no intention of leaving the office without knowing what was going on and he had already waited 15 minutes while Elizabeth talked with McKay.

"So…you 'chatted'?" He asked leaning back in the chair clasping his hands as he did so.

"Yes, he left just before you arrived." Elizabeth confirmed leaning her elbows on the desk also clasping her hands. At first she bit her lip then proceeded to talk. "He had some disturbing news-"

John leaned forward and held up his hands. "Wait, wait, wait! So you're saying he's real now?" His expression was laced with confusion and, perhaps anger, Elizabeth noticed.

"Yes, he is you."

John scrunched up his face. "Well, that's not possible cause…I'm me." For a moment he thought about crying "Duh!" but felt it was somewhat inappropriate. Instead he raised his eyebrows and gestured to himself. "I think I would know if I was stalking you-"

"No, you don't understand!" Elizabeth interrupted sounding exasperated. She had just figured this out in her head and needed time to explain it. John shut up mid sentence and scowled. "Could you just listen?"

He appeared to debate her request for a couple of seconds but finally conceded by a quick nod and leaned back into his chair once again intertwining his fingers.

"Thank you." Elizabeth breathed out. "This 'John' I've been seeing is…well he's from the future."

The silence that descended them seemed to last so long that Elizabeth had begun to think John was dozing with his eyes open. She glanced around the room after he opened then closed his mouth, scratched his head and then finally he grinned.

"What's the punch line?"

Elizabeth sighed in frustration and disappointment. "There isn't one. The future you has been visiting me to warn-"

"Are you sure Dr Heightmeyer can't help? I mean…honestly Elizabeth, he's from the future?" It was taking all his will power not to laugh but the feeling subsided when he saw the seriousness on his boss' face.

There was knock on the door. Staring at each other for a second Elizabeth called out, "Come in." and smiled up at Rodney who was waving around a palm top computer.

"You were right Elizabeth. There were unusual energy readings at the times you experienced talking to the other Sheppard." Rodney told her his excitement obvious.

"I asked Rodney to adjust the sensors with the information he provided to prove I'm telling the truth." Elizabeth explained to a very bewildered John who could only stare at them with wide disbelieving eyes.

"You see the sensors hadn't been updated to included the kind of technology the future us will be using-"

Suddenly John stood up. "Okay! That's it! Can someone please tell me what's going on!"

Rodney rolled his eyes and began to retort but Weir cut him off. "John, sit down and please listen to everything I say this time."

Grabbing his chair he down heavily and watched Rodney do the same.

"As I was saying the person I have been speaking to is you from the future." Elizabeth explained thankful for his full attention now. "He came to warn us about an accident that could ruin this expedition."

"Future expedition" Rodney corrected which earned him a weary look from Weir and he shrugged. "What?"

"What kind of accident?" John asked although in the back of his mind he was still doubtful.

"I don't know." Elizabeth admitted. "For some reason he…you couldn't sustain the connection and disappeared before I could question you further."

John nodded slowly as if accepting her story. "But why is it only you that can see him?"

"Apparently the future you and Rodney" Upon hearing his name McKay smiled smugly, "are using some alien device that pinpoints a person in the past or future and transmits images into their mind. Through this interface they can communicate with the person or simply observe."

Before John could talk Rodney boasted, "Guess I only get better with age!" And after a wistful look swept across his face he continued. "And the reason we couldn't detected it was because it's not of Ancient origins therefore Atlantis couldn't identify it. But I input the new information and every time Elizabeth encountered…you, how weird is that?…there were definitely some hinkey readings!"

Elizabeth and John stared at him. "Hinkey?" The Colonel asked amusedly.

"It's a word!"

"Gentlemen!"

The two men snapped back to attention and focused on Elizabeth. "So that explains why only you can see him." John concluded still unsure whether to believe their bizarre explanations or not.

"Yes. And you seemed very worried-"

"Can we say 'him' please?" John asked surprising Elizabeth.

"Sorry, of course." She conceded suddenly noticing his uncomfortable posture and face.

"Looks like we're still going strong in the future Colonel!" Rodney exclaimed before realizing how he sounded. "I mean in the completely heterosexual way we've been these last two years-"

John raised an eyebrow and Elizabeth smirked at him. "I think I'll go analyze more of these new readings." He muttered and left the office so fast John was shocked to see no smoke trailing him.

"Please tell me you're still there keeping me sane!" John asked and instantly froze when he said it. A quick look occurred between them and then he added, "I mean to keep me and the wife from fighting."

His correction was followed by an embarrassed grin, which Elizabeth copied. "Um…we didn't discuss that, he got cut off. But he says he'll try to come back before the day is over."

He could have been imagining it but John swore he saw a flash of sadness in her eyes although at this point he couldn't identify the cause.

"Well let's hope he does before this accident happens." John said receiving a hopeful look from Weir.

"So you believe me?"

Her eyes begged him to trust her and he didn't want to, no, he couldn't dash her hopes. "Yeah, I do."

Elizabeth's relieved smile made his stomach jump seeing how much his opinions had meant to her. "So, now we wait." She muttered folding her arms.

John nodded copying her. Anyone watching would have believed they were a married couple, so familiar with each other's ways.

He sighed. "Let's just hope we stop this accident."

A/N: What you think? Believable time traveling theory or not? Please don't be too mean, I cry very easily!