Ok, thank you for coming back. And, to lighten the mood, here's a joke. Why doesn't Superman buy a desk? Because he's already got one! Ah ha...that's a good one. Made it up myself, can't you tell? Well, you're about to find out what's going on, so I don't own this show or its characters...am I supposed to say that every chapter? Anywho...here you go:0D
Chapter 2
"How are we going to get back, huh? This is an impossible situation," Rodney said quickly, starting to panick. "Sheppard's unconcious, it's getting dark, and we're four hours from the 'gate, probably twice as long since we're gonna have to carry him," he said, referring to John.
Ronon walked over to Sheppard's unconcious form and leaned over it. "Sheppard?" he said, tapping John's face.
"Oh, yes. Slap him. That will make this all go away. And while you're at it, why don't you bite his ear off, Mike Tyson," Rodney snapped. Ronon sent a glare back at him while Teyla, ignoring the comment, spoke up.
"It is not as hopeless as you make it seem, Doctor McKay," Teyla said. "We are capable of defending ourselves in case of attack, and Colonel Sheppard is hopefully merely unconcious-"
"Or in a coma!" Rodney said, cutting her off.
"Shut up," Ronon said, leaning closer to John. "He's saying something."
Teyla and Rodney looked down at Sheppard, who seemed to be trying to speak, as Ronon said.
"Can you make it out?" Rodney whispered.
"Shh," Ronon shushed.
Rodney glowered indignantly, but said nothing.
"Ronon?" Sheppard's said quietly.
Ronon backed off a little, still kneeling beside him.
"She needs our help," Sheppard whispered, staring up at the graying sky, then turned to Ronon.
"Who?" Ronon asked.
Sheppard's breath caught as he winced at the pain searing throughout his body. He grabbed Ronon's arm, and said, "We have to find her. The girl. He...took her..." His grip loosened on Ronon's arm, then slowly slid away, as did his conciousness.
"Sheppard, try to stay with us," Ronon said. "What's the girl's name?"
Sheppard's back arched as he cried out in pain, the sound attacking the forest, sending the birds into the darkening sky.
"What is it, John?" Teyla asked, now by the Colonel's side. It was soon quiet, but the sound of his anguished screaming still filled their ears.
His eyelids were heavy, and his skin was glimmering with sweat, despite the cool night air. He was gasping for air as he stared off into empty space. "Senave," he whispered breathlessly before losing all conciousness.
"What the hell is going on, here?! We need a damned exorcist, for crissake!" Rodney screeched frantically.
"We gotta get him back. He's got a fever. Rodney, stay here with him. Teyla, we need to find some sticks to make a sled with. That's the only way we're gonna be able to get him to the 'gate," Ronon said.
"What, you're just gonna leave me here by myself?" Rodney said.
"Suck it up. Take care of him, McKay," Ronon said, then left into the darkness, Teyla soon following.
Rodney was surprised by how fast dark had fallen. He walked over to Sheppard and took a seat beside him. Rodney pulled off his pack and pulled Sheppard up to it, leaning his back against it so he was in a half-sitting, half-laying position.
"Well, here we are. Alone. In the dark. At night. On a deserted alien planet. This is nice, huh?" McKay told Sheppard. He got no response, as he knew he wouldn't, so he leaned back against the tree behind him and listened for lions and tigers and bears. "Oh, my."
I know it, yada yada. I know I told you you'd find out what was going on, but we'll get to it throughout the story. Well, please review and come back again! Thanks Wella and Firefighter22 for your support! Bie:0D