When she stepped through on the other side, there were quite a few, but not to many people. Still too many for her own personal pleasing. There were a few stern looks at Cannibal and quite a few people stepped back.

Dr. Weir put on a big smile and Ivy immediately recognized who she was. Weir took a few steps and the room automatically quieted down. Ivy looked back at the group that Weir stepped out from and recognized, what she assumed, was the 'team' she was to be placed on. The pudgy ugly one looks… like a geek! Must be McKay. That one has to be Sheppard. That's the only female so… Teyla? Was that her name? Hello sexy! That's got to be Ronon. Awe… why so blue? She silently observed the team.

"Hello, and welcome to Atlantis. I'm Dr. Weir," she motioned for the team to move up and meet Ivy. "This is McKay," she motioned towards McKay and he stepped forward. He looked a bit apprehensive, but shook Ivy's hand anyways.

Ivy glanced at Cannibal for a quick moment to make sure he wasn't pissing on something and noticed him foaming at the mouth. God, not again.

"This is," But she was stopped suddenly by Ivy.

"Can you hold onto that thought for just one second?" She cut in. One quick jerk on Cannibal's leash and he looked up at her.

"Cannibal, clean it up." She commanded with a stern but not pressing voice. Cannibal quickly complied as he licked all of the excess saliva from his lips and sat down patiently.

"Sorry, continue?"

"This is Lt. Col. John Sheppard, leader of the team." Sheppard stepped forward and held out his hand.

"I'm honored to meet you," he said in an upright perky voice.

"As am I," Ivy quickly replied, trying to move this little get together along faster, and shook his hand. Teyla stepped in front of Sheppard.

"Teyla Emmegan," she stated as they both embraced forearms.

"Last, but not least, is Ronon Dex," Weir stated. She waited for him to step up but he never did, he stood there and glared at Ivy. "Ronon, aren't you going to be polite to our new guest?" Weir asked politely.

Ivy then noticed a low growl. It was coming from Cannibal, who was glaring at Ronon. She contemplated making him heal, but then again, this 'Ronon Dex' was almost a foot taller than herself, and he didn't look to happy.

As if without reason he turned and walked out of the Gate Room. She guessed it upset Cannibal because instead of a low growl, there was loud barking and snarling, and lots of foaming at the mouth, and sharp white teeth. The gate room quickly emptied as people ran in fear of Cannibal, and that left only Weir, Sheppard, Teyla, and a few marines who were trained to keep there cool in situations like this. Ivy soon gave another sharp sudden jerk on the chain and all the noise stopped.

"Well, that went well," Weir stated plainly and looked to John for insight. He nodded his head and looked to Teyla; Teyla then looked at Ivy, who was giving a questioning look.

"Ronon has problems with the Wraith. They took his planet, and killed the ones he loved." She stated with a saddened tone.

Ivy was silent for a minute before deciding to totally set Ronon aside for now. "Sorry about the noise, he's usually more behaved than this. His names Cannibal, suiting right?"

"Yeah…" Weir agreed.

"Charming," was the only reply from Sheppard. While Teyla gave a big smile. "I like him." Ivy then smiled in return.

"Thank you. They," She pointed back at the team. "Pulled some strings to get him here, a lot of paperwork. So… Not to be rude or anything, but…" She got a little antsy, "Where am I staying?"

"Oh, yes, of course. Teyla here will show you to your room, I'm sure she'll fill you in on anything you want to know." Weir then departed from the Gate Room, followed by Sheppard, who quickly winked at Teyla right before he left.

Teyla didn't seem to notice it, or she was trying to make it look like she didn't notice.

They started off down the hall, Cannibal following right behind Ivy.

"So… What do you guys do for fun around here…? I mean like, do you guys got any night clubs or bars or anything?"

"There are a lot of places to go to have fun. But there are only a few good places." Teyla smirked.

"So… you go clubbin'? Sweet! I never would have thought that a military base would have had a dance club."

"Well, we do have to entertain ourselves somehow."

They stepped into the lift and Teyla tapped the screen.

"Listen… about Ronon, he's been through a lot. He'd been running for seven whole years, from the Wraith, before we found him and offered him a place on the team. They planted a homing device in him and used him as game; the Wraith made it a sport out of hunting him down. I just don't want you to get the wrong impression; he really is great once you get to know him." Teyla explained as they stepped out of the lift and walked down another hallway. This made Ivy think about the race she was partially related to. She honestly didn't know what to think of Ronon, she hardly even knew him, and she wasn't one for judging other people. Look at who she was.

"So… you and Ronon are… close?" They stopped at a door and Teyla handed her the key.

"Yes, we are close. Dinner, in the mess starts in a couple hours. The team usually meets around six, but I don't know if I'll be able to make it. You'll have plenty of time to explore, and believe it or not, you can't get lost in this place, its nearly impossible."

"Thanks…" Ivy waved the key over the door panel and walked in.

Wow… The room was fairly large with a giant window that overlooked the city. Fully furnished, and even decorated. EW… I'll just have to fix it up a bit… She snickered silently at the horrible decorations. She dumped her two duffle bags onto the floor, and plopped down on her bed. She stared at the ceiling for a little while, contemplating the events that had already happened. Somebody already hates her, her oversized lap dog had already terrified the large amount of people that work in Atlantis, or at least near the Gate and for some reason she didn't get the impression Teyla was to happy.

She jumped up off her bed and dug through one of her duffle bags, pulling out a CD player and a couple CDs. Setting the CD player on the dresser, she stacked a few CD's on an overhead shelf, and dug for more. She then dumped out her duffle bag and picked up the remaining CDs and stacked them on the shelf. The dresser was empty so she opened up the drawers and shoved some articles of clothing in. She grabbed her duffle bag and jumped up on her bed. Stacking books on shelves and finding random CDs took her more than a little while to do. She took many of the paintings that were supposed to decorate the walls off and used thumb tacks to hang her own drawings. Most of her party clothing was hung in the closet, and the rest of her day clothes were thrown randomly throughout the room. The bathroom was bit bleak, so she threw her make up and nail polish in, and decided it would be best to worry about that later. Last, but not least was the blanket she threw down so Cannibal would have a place to lay.

After all was said and done, she picked up her MP3 player and headed out the door.

Everybody look at me, me
I walk in the door you start screaming

Come on everybody what chu here for?
Move your body around like a nympho
Everybody get your necks to crack around
All you crazy people come on jump around
I want to see you all on your knees, knees
You either want to be with me, or be me!

Blasted through her ears as she walked down the halls. There were many doors along the large corridor she walked through.

Maneater, make you work hard
Make you spend hard
Make you want all, of her love
She's a maneater
make you buy cars
make you cut cords
make you fall, real hard in love
She's a Maneater, make you work hard
Make you spend hard
Make you want all, of her love
She's a maneater
make you buy cars
make you cut cords
Wish you never ever met her at all!

She smiled as she started to sway her hips to the music. Her sub conscious would have to wait to dance later because she was nearing the conference room, so she turned her music off.

"Uhm… am I interrupting anything if I pop in for a few minutes?" Ivy asked as she stood in the door frame.

"No, not at all, SG1 was just about to leave." Weir stated as she motioned to Sam.

"Oh… well… I'm glad you guys found me, you know, back at my house and all..." She stumbled across her words. "I'm already happier than I was before." She fidgeted anxiously. "Thanks." Ivy walked over to Sam and hugged her. Then she hugged Daniel. "Thanks too." She hesitantly walked over to Teal'c. "Thanks." Ivy hugged Teal'c too, then let go and waited for Weir to talk.

"Well, if that's all then I hope we see you all again soon, SG1." SG1 turned and walked towards the Gate. They gave one last solute before stepping through and onto the other side.

"Dr. Beckett will need to see you soon; you know blood tests and such. So report there as soon as you leave here." Weir walked into her office.

Touchy much? Ivy asked herself then walked out and down the hall. She flipped on her MP3 player as she walked.

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think your special what's behind your back
So turn around and ill pick up the slack.

Take em' to the bridge

She smiled again and turned the volume up to maximum to drown out the silence.

Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way

Take em' to the chorus

She couldn't help it. It was like music did something to her, it was god and her body obeyed.

Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you're working with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips

As if on cue her hips rocked to the music, and she closed her eyes as she became overwhelmed in the song.


Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

She stepped into the lift and tapped the key pad for the Infirmary.

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast

Take em' to the bridge

Her feet were taking her to the infirmary, but she was somewhere else. She was getting odd looks from the randomly passing marines. She stopped as she reached the doorway.

"I'm bringing sexy back," she sang to the song as she leaned against the door frame. "You mother fuckers watch how I attack," her back moved slowly down the door frame. "If that's your girl you better watch your back," Her own hands invitingly moved from her breasts to her butt. "Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact," She popped her hip to the right and she was in the infirmary, eyes still closed, hips still gliding.

There was an intermission in the song and her eyes shot open.

Standing, not more than ten feet in front of her were four men, Sheppard, McKay, Ronon, and another man she hadn't yet met, eyes wide, staring at her. Assuming they all saw her dirty little dance with the door frame, she was, to say the least, embarrassed. Only momentarily, though, as a grin quickly played on her lips and the bridge (chorus) played again.

"Dirty babe," she slowly approached Ronon. "You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave," Ivy notice him automatically tense and she chuckled. She circled him slowly, and her eyes closed once again while her hips seemed to be grinding the air. Her grin turned into a smile, but her music was suddenly gone.

Her eyes opened slowly and she turned her head toward Sheppard, who was closest to her.

"I think maybe you should turn the music off before you're dancing gets a little too explicit. We have dance clubs for that." He quickly added and handed her back her MP3 player.

"I'll let you whip me if I misbehave." She glanced at Sheppard as she sang a loud.

"It's just that no one makes me feel this way." She licked her lips and winked at Ronon. He responded with a glare. Well, so much for super sexy hot man She let out a loud grunt and put her MP3 Player away.

"So," she threw her hands up in the air and walked towards the center of the room.

"Since Ronon obviously isn't accepting my advances," She sarcastically remarked, "I'm supposed to be here for some blood work, who's Beckett… You're Beckett." It was more of a statement than a question as she pointed at Beckett.

The other still stood wide eyed at her remark about advances.

"Hello?"

McKay quickly broke the silence with a "well… that was certainly interesting."

"Alright, ye must be Ivy, correct?" Beckett stated as he walked over to a table to get a syringe and a couple vials.

"Damnit. I hate needles." She walked over to a bed that McKay was standing next to.

"Move. It." Was all she said as she sat on the bed.

"So… you like music?" It was awkward, but Sheppard managed to get it out.

"I love music. You?"

"I like music, the team usually goes down to the club after dinner."

Ivy snickered. "McKay goes to clubs?"

"Yeah, we all do. Big guy goes too," He pointed toward Ronon.

"You're familiar with Earth music?" She raised her eyebrows, considering he wasn't from earth.

"Yes." Was his short, sweet and to the point answer.

"Not one for conversation, huh?" Of course, it was sarcastic.

"No." He pulled up a chair, turned it around (Back facing Ivy) and straddled it.

Ivy held her arm out so the inside of her elbow was facing out, as she noticed Beckett heading back to the group.

"So… do you know what team you'll be on, lass?" Beckett asked, trying to take her mind off of the needle.

"I'm on Sheppard's. Hey, where's Teyla? Doesn't she normally hang out with you guys?" Ivy was curious as to where Teyla was because she didn't seem too happy earlier.

"Yeah, she's probably in the gym right now. She goes there to relieve stress." Ronon's gruff voice pulled Ivy out of her thoughts, and she was startled. The needle pinched her skin and she jumped across the room.

She was breathing heavily, like she just saw a ghost or something.

"Are you alright?" Sheppard hesitantly asked.

Her hand, which had reacted to the pinch, and instantly grabbed her elbow, had blood oozing down over it. The inside of her elbow was bleeding profusely, as she stared at it.

"Uh…" She grunted and sighed. "You got anything I can clean this off with?" She asked Beckett as she slowly approached the bench once again. Beckett walked into another room momentarily and returned with some gauze and rubbing alcohol.

"Sorry." She plopped onto the bed and dropped her head against the pillow. "Adrenaline rush." Was all she said as she tried to calm her breathing. McKay and Sheppard gave a confused look but Ronon remained calm throughout the whole ordeal.

"Hey doc, when do I get to take my contacts out for" She was quickly interrupted by Rodney.

"Those aren't your eyes? That's amazing! Are they amphibious like the rest of the Wraith, or what? Come on, take your contacts out, this is a once and a life time opportunity. You're more Wraith than we thought you were!"

"Hey. Chill out, I'm not your guinea pig! That's not why I signed on to come to Atlantis." Ivy glared at Rodney. She reached up to take out her contacts and put them in a small container Beckett had brought over for her to leave them.

When she looked up Rodney jumped back.

"Unbelievable!" Staring back at McKay were two green-yellow like, amphibious eyes, with little black slits in them.

"They aren't that cool. They're the reason I had to wear contacts, so people wouldn't freak out when they saw me. People aren't going to freak out are they?" She started to sound a bit worried, so Sheppard re-assured her. "You'll be fine. Everyone knows that you are Wraith."

"I'm not completely related to them." She growled.

"But you are related to them," Ronon quickly replied.

Ivy jumped up, this time pissed off. "Listen, just because you had some problems with the Wraith isn't my fault! I don't give a fuck if they killed your friends, your family, and your girlfriend!" she huffed. "I'm sorry my daddy couldn't keep his dick in his pants!" She shouted as she stormed out of the Infirmary in a huff, knocking over a few glass jars.

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Alright People… I have no idea where this thing is going... well, maybe, but nobody is leaving reviews… I know how tiring it can be to type a few words, but Christ! I'm out. Don't know when ill update next.