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Going Commando

Stalker – Part 5

By Lady Valmar

6:30 pm

First Dr. Rivas, then now a spy for the Gou'ld who is taking this surveillance thing to a whole new level…

Sheppard was sick of this and Rodney adding in new dimensions to this already embarrassing situation, by telling him about microphones, another bug in his laptop and a few other things had just done him in. He had finally had it. He was done playing the nice guy. This person…spy or whatever…was going to get it when he found out who it was.

Of all the things he'd thought about when he woke up the s'morning it was certainly not being sexually harassed and then discovering he might have a stalker who just happens to work for the Gou'ld.

All he had planned on was to just relax today maybe do his laundry and annoy Rodney in the lab for awhile but noo…he had to endure this…nightmare.

Total nightmare!

Sheppard shook his head as he watched Zelenka and Rodney team up on two separate laptops to use the system and track where the feed might have last left off. They were also checking his e-mail and turned out madelovepeeps or whatever the sender's name was, wasn't Dr. Rivas either. It was the stalker possibly. The message detailed how they had been watching him since a week ago and that they hoped he liked the photographs they were going to pass out to everyone of him in his boxers. The person hadn't specified whether they were a woman or not but it was a woman. He just knew it.

John kicked himself after they'd told him about it. If only he hadn't disregarded the email. If only he had just read it and then reported it. At least Zelenka and Rodney were trying to find out were it had originated from.

At the moment he could barely keep awake let alone focus on the task at hand. It was like every time he thought he had a hold on a single thought his mind brought up small things he didn't need to remember…like his now three gelatin cups in his personal cooler that were, by now, probably melted.

Like his wet body with blue stains on his ass were on the video and…

By now all of Atlantis must have seen him naked…well not totally naked. At the very least this scum had had the decency to at least put a blur on this nethers… Trying hard not to think about he sat down, swiveling in the chair as he tapped his fingers against the tabletop.

He had never felt more humiliated in all his life. He thought Colonel Everest and most of his superior officers comments on his lack of regard for authority had been at the very least somewhat humiliating to keep having showed in his face but no this was worse. Ten times worse. Getting fed on by the Wraith, being held prisoner, nothing could compare.

Finally when he couldn't take it anymore he asked for the sixth time, "Rodney? Found anything yet?"

"Look this is going to take awhile. This person was very thorough in keeping his or her's tracks clean," said Rodney, pointing at the screen again, as Radek muttered in Czech under his breath.

Sheppard stared. "His or her's tracks?"

"Yeah…what?"

"His…or…her's?"

"It could be a guy."

Sheppard glared this time at Rodney. "Great so I have a gay stalker working for the Gou'lds…"

"Hey it could happen…" said Rodney, suddenly flinging his arm out and smacking Radek in the face.

"Oof!" said Radek, catching his glasses. "Watch it!"

"Uh…"

"You are…most clumsy for a Genius!" shouted Radek, muttering more Czech curses, only this time loud enough for all present to hear.

"Well…sor-ry! Maybe if you hadn't of been standing there…"

Sheppard sighed How was he ever going to live this down? How? Just walking out of the lab stirred up cat-calls and whistles. There was even one woman who had squeezed his butt on his way out of the main lab area. He hadn't known who…there had been a crowd of woman.

And Elizabeth… He wasn't even going to think what she thought after seeing that video clip… Or Teyla…

"Are you blushing?" said Rodney, bringing Sheppard out of his thoughts.

"NO!" grouched Sheppard, "I'm going to get some coffee…you want some coffee…"

"You see, he's embarrassed now," said Rodney smirking. "This is just…"

"This is just what?" glared Sheppard.

"Um nothing…okay getting back to that…thing…" said Rodney, with Radek shrugging behind him.

John rubbed his neck. Maybe if he got some coffee and came back they would have the results and they could put an end to this person's intentions. He still didn't know what this person was trying to get from him or do to him.

7:00 pm

"Sheppard, this is Rodney, come in," said Rodney into the radio. "Sheppard?"

Static preceded his radio call through his com. Radek shrugged. "I thought he went for coffee."

"He probably went off somewhere to hide, said Rodney, then shouting into his radio, "Sheppard! If you can hear me and aren't picking up just to be an as…"

"Rod...n…can'…her…uo…wh…"

"What?"

"It…a wom…an…I'm…"

Radek and Rodney exchanged weird looks.

"Was that Colonel Sheppard?" asked a female tech's nearby. "He sounded like he was being…"

Rodney held up his hand and he tapped his com. "Elizabeth?"

"Yes Rodney? Got anything yet?"

"Is both Dr. Reeds and the Investigator…oh what's her name again…with you?"

"Yes why?"

"I think we might have a problem."

7:26 pm

Dr. Weir, Colonel Caldwell, Rodney, Radek, Dr. Reeds, Ivestigator Kimbal, Ronon and Teyla were all crowded around a map of Atlantis on one of the screens.

"The last sighting of him was in this adjacent hallway from the mess hall," announced Rodney, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"And…" said Elizabeth, trying to wait for him to continue. This was looking worse by the minute.

"We have no way of knowing where he is now."

Elizabeth crossed her own arms. "Is there any way to possibly modify Atlantis's sensors to detect him?"

"No," said both Radek and Rodney at the same time.

"So your telling us you can't find where he is?" retorted Ronon. His eyes were glaring at the two.

"I'm assuming that where ever he is now, it's more than likely our suspect," said Dr. Reeds, chewing on her fingernail. "I would gather that this person knows Atlantis fairly well and knows that the sensors can't track one person in a crowd."

"She's right," replied the Investigator.

"But," interrupted Rodney, "That they can't be seen tugging the Colonel around in chains or something."

The comment elicited looks from all present. "And…"

Dr. Reeds stepped forward. "He means, that this person is probably in an area we haven't been to yet and where sensors cannot penetrate."

"Thank you," said Elizabeth, smiling at Rodney's disappointed stare, "Major Lorne, this Dr. Weir."

"Yes ma'am?"

"I need you to assemble security teams to search the lower sections of Atlantis. Seems we might have a hostage situation on our hands."

"Right away, ma'am."

Turning to all assembled Dr. Weir raised an eyebrow as Dr. Reeds was talking to herself.

"Dr. Reeds?" asked Elizabeth.

"Anybody notice someone missing."

"Yeah…Lisa Kimbal," said Rodney.

"Kimbal?" asked Dr. Reeds into her com.

"This is Kimbal. I'm going with them. The search might go faster. Keep me informed of anything new you learn. Kimbal out."

"Right," said Dr. Weir, "Put me on speakerphone."

"Why?" asked Rodney.

"I'm going to see if I can't reason with this person."

"But their a spy for the Gou'ld," said Rodney, "Their not going to reasoned with."

"I know that Rodney but we have got to try something."

8:00 pm (Lower section of Atlantis)

"Look I don't care who you are. This is apparently not what the Gou'ld wanted you to do for them," said Sheppard, his eyes widening as the woman brought out a knife, twirling it in her hands.

"Who said I was working for the Gou'ld?"

As he was about to say something she put a gag in his mouth. Watching, he flinched as she cut open his shirt. He was either in for a lot of torture or… He really didn't want to think about it. The very thought of being a host or being tortured in…that…way was too much to think about.

Returning to her bag, she pulled up a stand which had some type of device mounted on it. The device was a metallic black with a few stray wires hanging from it.

"You needn't worry Colonel Sheppard, the Gou'ld will never get a hold of you. I just managed to hijack some of their technology is all. When I'm finished with you, you'll be begging me to stop. I guess my plan worked after all thanks to the inspiration from Dr. Rivas. It was sad to see her leave…"

Grinning, the woman pulled out a syringe with light green fluid in it. Standing near the machine she tapped a button on it and it began to send out a beam, scanning him. "Enough talk. Let the fun begin," she said, a smirk on her face as she approached him, the syringe in hand.

8:06 pm

"Do you believe it is this Investigator?" asked Teyla, walking beside Ronon.

"Maybe," said Ronon, checking his gun. Then when he thought about it he added, "I don't know maybe not." Shrugging, he entered the first room.

They did a quick sweep but nothing to suggest either had been there. Moving on, Teyla rubbed her neck, this wasn't the first time Sheppard had been taken but it certainly was the first time to be taken hostage by a enemy who had other plans than to extract information. Well to be honest, Teyla wasn't sure this person wasn't interested in information…

Finding her thoughts drawn back, she watched as Ronon squatted on the floor looking at something.

"It appears this person desires something from him but I don't know if it is information or…"

Ronon looked over at her. "To go to all that trouble not to get information. They want information. Look…" pointed Ronon.

"What is it?" Teyla asked, walking next to him.

"They were here," said Ronon, nodding at a bloodstain.

9:32 pm

"Unghhhh…"

Sheppard's head was so fuzzy. He knew he wasn't in his room but for some reason he felt completely relaxed and the only time he did that was when he was…well in his room.

Stretching, he felt the bindings pressing into his arms and legs. Slowly his eyes began to open to see a partially dirty wall before him. Okay so definitely not his room for sure and not the same place he'd been before. The walls seemed different. She must have moved him somewhere else.

He was bent in half, in a position he assumed was purposeful meant for something. Something, he thought, but what? This Gou'ld is out of her mind. I can't believe it that this would happen to of all people, me.

Looking up he saw the woman smiling down on him. "Time to take what I want."

"And what is that exactly?" asked Sheppard, his face stinging. He really didn't know what she had done to him earlier, as she had put something in a needle that made him sleep.

"Take the information I came for from your mind directly," said the woman, her red-brown hair rustling. "And while I'm at it…" She slide her finger up his chest. "Maybe a little more than that."

Remembering for the first time that he the front of his shirt had been slit, he felt relief wash over him. At least she hadn't gone for the pants…yet. Struggling against the restraints he felt her slap his butt.

"Stop it."

Sheppard suppressed his retort as she slipped a helmet on his head. "Just you wait, John, soon I'll have everything I need and then we can get down to the real fun."

A thought crossed his mind. So either two things were going to happen. She was going to torture him or she was going to kill him. He figured it would be some type of kinky torture then she would kill him. After all, she did have a set of handcuff earrings and a necklace. Never mind the tattoo he'd glimpsed when she'd turned her neck.

A/N: For denise-42 who wanted more GC. I hope I did alright. So kinky torture huh? I wonder… eegah the next chapter is going to be fun.