Elizabeth groaned as her mind pushed her further into conciousness, where here body decided, it really didn't want to be. She rolled her head sideways to look at her alarm clock, which wasn't there. Her muscles screamed in protest. A few memories flooded back to her. Atlantis being attacked, Rodney disappearing, being cut off from the jumper bay... She had been cut off, why wasn't she dead, Atlantis was, to her knowledge, completely destroyed. She heard a low hum as her senses came back, though she was beginning to wish they wouldn't. She remembered a man, devilishly handsome, and he hit on everyone, even Zelenka. He was the one who had saved her. His name still eluded her, though she thought it was something like 'Jack' or her addled mind could have been transposing names from other places. She recalled, he also reminded her of an actor from earth. Her mind then came to the question of why it was so fogged. She didn't think drugs were involved, so that ruled that out, then came the thought of injury. She conciously flexed every possible muscle, testing for injury.
Elizabeth finally opened her eyes. Taking in her surroundings, she found nothing she recognized as belonging to her or earth. Footsteps were approaching her room, or whoever's room she was inhabiting. She quickly assessed her options, she didn't think the footseps were hostile, and even if she did, she wasn't wearing any clothes to speak of. Bra and underwear, that was it. She pulled the blanket up, so it covered most everything, then began to wonder what exactly was going on.
She had no injuries to speak of, her brain was mostly all there, though a few gaps were still present, and she was nearly naked. This was decidedly not good. Someone or something knocked on the door. "Enter" She said hoarsely. The man from her memory, Jack, or whatever his name was, opened the door.
"Good, you're alive." He said with a grin. "You might not remember me, but I'm the one who saved you." he crossed the room and laid a set of clothes on the end of the bed. "You've had quite a trip."
"No kidding" Elizabeth said, finding herself strangely calmed by the man's presence. "Would you mind telling me what that trip was?"
(A/N) This is just a random snippet that came dashing into my head at three in the morning... 3 guesses who he is! And I'm looking for a challenge, if you want any details, read my blog on myspace... It's listed as my homepage on here.