Sorry about the shortness of this chapter, I am dead... well not actually dead, went through the first session of football training and can't move, or write. It will get faster in the next chapters I hope. Really sorry to the person who thought i put too many comma's in, it's just the way i write and i apologise if I do it too much. Hopefully in future i'll update once a week so enjoy this until then...

Disclaimer: it's not mine, i just borrowed the characters...

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They got no reply from the man who just continued to stare round the room with awe. He didn't even seem to comprehend that he had been addressed and that put John slightly on edge. He coughed lightly trying to get McKay's attention but the man continued to ignore them. Lorne seeing that there was a misunderstanding poked McKay with the end of his gun.

"What?" Kalen turned with a glare on his face to face the major. The major just rolled his eyes and gestured to the others who continued to stare at him like he was something wondrous.

"What?" He snapped again. He felt slightly uncomfortable with their stares and shifted towards the rest of his people.

"McKay… What..? How..? Why..?" John couldn't seem to get a concrete sentence out.

Kalen just continued to look confused and looked towards Lorne for some clarification. Yes Lorne had called him McKay but he couldn't see himself with that name and he couldn't see himself with these people.

They look so clean.

"Um…."

Lorne shuffled in discomfort not wanting to be part of this conversation but knowing that he had to fill-in his commanding officer.

"We found him on M8G-475 sir. He appears to have no memory beyond six months ago."

At learning this John looked shattered, Elizabeth looked thoughtful and Teyla and Ronan looked confused. All the personal, though dying to know what was going on, were tending to their own duties away from the group standing in front of the Stargate.

"No memory?" John spoke into the silence in a disbelieving voice not taking his eyes of McKay.

"None sir, he just remembers landing on the planet in a heap."

"He is right here!" Kalen shot in not liking the conversation going on around him. "What the hell is going on?"

John seemed to get back a bit of his control after McKay's outburst. There was one man who could usually sort McKay out and he was currently on the mainland helping with an outbreak of the flu (or a Pegasus version of it anyway).

"We need to get Beckett back now."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement. She at least was taking this more calmly and wasn't acting like a child who had been told that Santa wasn't real. She smiled at McKay and stepped forward.

"I know this must be frightening for you but please realize that we are all in shock. How much has Major Lorne told you about us?"

Kalen sent a scared look towards the colonel before facing Elizabeth. She at least seemed more like someone with answer.

"Not much."

"That's okay, why don't we go down to our medical facility and get your injuries seen to."

Kalen nodded and after sending one last look of scared disbelief at the Colonel followed Elizabeth towards one of the exits, grabbing a couple of his injured people as he went.

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John was stuck in a sort of limbo. He could only stare at the spot that McKay had just been in. He felt a hand on his arm and turned to see the worried face of Teyla. She looked at him with knowing eyes and steered him around so they were too heading towards the infirmary.

"I have instructed the control technician to call for Dr Beckett, and he has informed me that the Doctor is back on his way here."

John let go of his thoughts and pulled on the mask that he wore. His expressions were now neutral, in control, and above all military. He walked towards the exit with both Teyla and Ronan close behind him.

"You don't think he's damaged do you?" This insensitive comment came from Ronan and caused a little vein in John's head to twitch.

"He's fine."

"Didn't look fine. Seemed different. Maybe it isn't him."

"Ronan…" Teyla aware of the Colonel's mood warned the warrior.

"It's him."

"What…" Teyla hit Ronan on the arm to get him to shut up.

"We will wait until Doctor Beckett's return, he should be able to tell us more."

Ronan nodded in annoyance while John just kept on walking not talking very much in.

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(Infirmary)

Kalen sat on one of the beds staring at the ceiling. It was night time (as near as he could tell) and the city seemed to have powered down for rest. The others of his people who were injured had settled in nicely and were being treated but he could not sleep. He was in turmoil, the woman who called herself Elizabeth and fussed around him like he was a child. The healers had tried not to look at him while the man, John, had looked at him too much. It was disturbing.

Sighing he slumped back down onto the bed and started to tap against the covers. His mind was wandering near to sleep when the doors to the room opened and a man came through. Immediately alert Kalen sat up and wearily stared at this new stranger. It seemed to be what the other man was doing as well. After a couple of minutes of this the man choked out in disbelief…

"Great Scott. I thought you were dead."

Then proceeded to try and choke all the air out of his chest. Kalen just sat there pliant while the man hugged him. He didn't see John at the door look at them and then silently turn and leave. He couldn't see much of anything except the stranger's hair. Eventually he let go and Kalen was able to breathe in a grateful breath.

"Rodney are you okay? They told me you were here and that you had no memory but it wasn't that clear. Do you know where you are? Rodney can you tell me the date?"

The man just continued to rattle off questions at a high speed, none of which he got a chance to answer. Finally the man decided to take a breath and stopped giving Kalen the opportunity to butt in.

"Stop."

The other man gave him a confused look and then looked embarrassed.

"Sorry, I got a little bit carried away." Instead of grabbing Rodney and checking out every inch of him he pulled up his chart and looked at it. Tutting at the lack of information it was giving him he turned to Rodney himself and proceeded to just stare into his eyes.