Chapter 12: Love Ain't Always Down To Chemicals
"How will I know which one the real one is? We could always ask them questions but the other might know everything about us, it might be impossible to tell." Ryan was contemplating. All of the eyes in the room were looking at him, almost daring him to try interrogation. "You all realise that it might not work, if both Isabels know something simple like iris codes then it would have all been for nothing." They were still egging him on, daring him to dig a little deeper. "One of us could ask her something personal that they wouldn't need to force from her."
"Then it's settled, you can go and ask her something about your relationship. You can talk to the Isabel in the infirmary first; she is more than likely the real one so it will spare you too much pain." Colonel Shepard finalised, he slapped Ryan on the back on the back once and left the room followed by the rest of the attendants. The colonel stopped and turned back to see that Ryan hadn't moved. "Lieutenant, is there something that you're worried about, something you're not telling us?"
"I'm worried that we might lose her, they might have made two copies to deceive us and the wraith are still torturing her as we speak." Ryan tried to hold back a tear from running down his flushed cheek. "I'm sorry sir, I'll go down to the infirmary immediately." Ryan left the briefing room and almost ran to the infirmary.
"Lieutenant, she's just gone through a post-surgery analysis and she seems to be infected with what appears to be Nano-bots." The Scottish doctor tried to inform him but Ryan was too worried to listen, he walked straight past the doctor and sat next to Isabel's bed.
"Hey! You came back; I was worried that you might have left for good." Isabel exclaimed, she looked at Ryan and her brow furrowed. "What's wrong?" Ryan was looking at the young girl doubtfully. She could tell by the look on his face that there was something missing in her greeting.
"Do you still remember my name? You never use it anymore; you will use the names of the people of the Atlantis personnel but not mine or anyone's form the SGC." Ryan was cut short by an alarm and a call to the primary holding cell. "I'll be back soon, I promise you. And Isabel, stay here."
Ryan entered the cell room to a shock. "Ryan let me out; they're going to kill me. Ryan! Help me!" Isabel screamed out as she hit the shield blocking her escape, each hit caused her to sharply inhale in pain, a tear slowly falling down her face. Isabel dropped to her knees and openly wept. "Ryan, you once told me that you loved me, why are you so unsure now?" Isabel raised her head to look at the man she loved, trying to convey her pain. "I know you don't believe me," she continued, "I knew what you were thinking the moment I stepped through the stargate. You think that I'm the fake one, but think about what happened during your escape." Isabel stood up and levelled her gaze with Ryan, with only a force field keeping them apart. And a cell door.
Ryan slowly aced through his memory, allowing Isabel to see every detail. "Firstly, when I tried to steal a weapon from the wraith the first time they stunned me and cut my arm following the artery but never puncturing it. They then fed on me and gave me back my life, fully healing the cut but leaving a scar behind." Isabel raised her left arm to his eyes; Ryan could see that so far she was telling the truth by the pink and irritated flesh that formed a perfectly parallel line to her artery. Second, the prison doors have a shield running through them, stopping prisoners from doing exactly what that imposter did. Third, why didn't you have to fight any wraith? Don't justify it with 'she must have been the real one and heard the wraith's thoughts', when I made it to the gate I was being followed by fifteen wraith and not one alarm went off during your escape. Now tell me that I can't possibly be the real one." With that any sat in the middle of the cell with her back to Ryan, he knew what he had to do. Ryan opened the cell door, walked in (all after dismissing the guards) and knelt down in front of her. "You love me again!" Isabel exclaimed softly through tears of joy, smiling up at Ryan.
"Who said I stopped?" Ryan placed his hands on Isabel's hips and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss. Isabel raised her hands from her lap and loosely wrapped them around his neck, her hand caressing his skin. The kiss never heated and the few stolen moments were enough to last a lifetime for the star-crossed lovers. Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter saw what happened and was crying. Not because she was happy for them but because she could never experience that with the man she loved. All of the small, carefully placed touches and the jokes, his terrible jokes. All of the stolen glances and caresses under the table in the briefing room back on earth. They could never hug like they wanted to, they could never kiss like they wanted to and they could never tell each other how they felt. She'd even lost his child, their child. There was nothing tying her to her general anymore and she couldn't bare that.
What next shocked her was that all of a sudden she was facing an Asgard with the rest of SG1, general O'Neill and Doctor Weir, not forgetting Romeo and Juliet who hadn't noticed the change in scenery. "I am high commander Thor of the supreme Asgard fleet, I am here to offer you news and our thanks." Thor gained many shocked looks and so he continued. "The goa'uld Osiris was unfortunately not destroyed on my journey here but I did destroy Ba'al, Nirti and lord Yuu. I was originally sent here to thank you for finding the child of the four races. I believe that you know the Nox, Asgard and Ancients, formerly known as Alterans but you say that you have not met the Furlings. I am able to tell you that you have met them, I believe that they now call themselves the Tollan." Everybody stood shocked for a few seconds but Isabel her head a little.
"I don't mean to be rude by interrupting this little silence of ours but who is this 'child of the four races'?" Isabel could almost understand the thoughts of the strange grey alien in front of her. There were a few words that she didn't understand but she got the idea that he was deciding whether he should reveal their identity yet.
"I have decided to reveal this information." Thro finally spoke. He raised his hand and pointed it at Isabel. "It is you, young child." They all looked at the Asgard. Yes, the small grey alien with no trousers had rendered General Jack O'Neill speechless. You could never stop him from making a joke while looking down the wrong end of a staff weapon but right now, even he couldn't think of a pun. "Have you all overcome your state of shock?" Thor went on to repair the hyper drive engines in ship while he was still stared at by the tau'ri, and jaffa, he had beamed aboard his ship.