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Chapter 2

"I don't know where he is," Teyla said for the fifth time. When the two FBI agents had found out John was missing they had immediately turned on her. She had been the last person to see John and was his partner, which put enough suspicion on her for the FBI to bring her in for questioning.

"You were speaking to him right before he disappeared is that correct?" Agent Weir asked her.

"Yes."

"What did you say to him?"

"I was simply asking him how he was and what had happened," Teyla explained feeling her annoyance growing rapidly; though she managed to keep most of it reined in she was certain some of it was escaping into her tone.

"Did he say anything that would indicate he was guilty or that he was going to run?"

"No."

"Detective Emmagan if you are protecting a murderer…" Agent Weir began but Teyla had had enough, she wasn't going to sit here and listen to this anymore.

"He is not a murderer, he didn't kill that woman!" Teyla stated adamantly with as much conviction in her voice as she had ever had.

"This isn't the first murder," Agent Weir stated seeming to ignore her words.

Teyla glanced briefly at the woman's partner standing silently in the corner he had yet to move let alone speak. His silent presence was slightly unnerving though Teyla suspected that was a common tactic for these two and refused to allow it to work on her "So I've been told."

"There have been four others, two of them here in Los Angeles, one in New York six months ago and one in Miami two months after that. Has your partner ever visited either of these places?"

Teyla froze momentarily; John had visited his sick Aunt in New York six months ago and had vacationed in Miami two months later.

"I'm willing to bet he has," Elizabeth continued "Now what do you suppose are the chances that he was in these places at the same time the murders occurred?" she asked rhetorically.

"He didn't kill any of those people," Teyla stated once again filling her voice with conviction.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I know him."

"Per haps you don't know him as well as you think you do."

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He didn't know what had made him run but every instinct in him had told him to get away. He knew Teyla had been aware of his departure but had ignored it and allowed him to escape. Once he'd been a safe distance away he had risked a look back at the apartment. He'd seen Teyla talking to two people he figured were the FBI who had then taken Teyla away, probably for questioning.

She'd be okay, she hadn't done anything wrong other than ignore him as he ran away. At the time he had not been under arrest and there was no evidence that she had even known he was going to run so they wouldn't even be able to hold her. Still he felt bad knowing the trouble that he had caused for her yet again.

John looked at his surroundings, the abandoned warehouse was cold and empty and providing him a temporary place to hide whilst he figured out what to do. Before he'd spoken to Teyla he'd been told the murder was supposedly part of a serial killing and that was why the FBI was on their way.

Any evidence from the other killings would hopefully exclude him as a suspect but he wasn't willing to take the chance. He needed to find out everything he could about the other murders and whatever else he could learn.

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Teyla looked closely at the piece of paper in the evidence bag in front of her. It was a small white piece of paper with the shape of a star stamped onto it in blue ink.

"What can you tell me about this?" Agent Weir asked her.

"It's a piece of paper with a blue star on it," Teyla told her, half sarcastic and half sincere, that really was all she could tell her about it.

Agent Weir gave her an almost reproachful look "It was found on the victim's body, the same thing was found on the bodies of the other four victims."

"And you'd like me to somehow connect it to John for you," Teyla stated knowingly "Sorry I can't, I have no idea what this means."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

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It was dark by the time Teyla left the Police station. After being questioned for hours whilst subtly trying to learn what ever she could about the murders she was finally on her way home. She walked into her apartment and saw the note which had been slid under her door. She unfolded the piece of paper and immediately recognised the hand writing as John's.

Hope I didn't get you in trouble.

In the park 21:00

Make sure you're not followed

He hadn't signed his name probably hoping she would recognise his handwriting, she glanced at her watch realising she only had fifteen minutes left. She turned around and walked back out of her apartment heading toward the park and watched for any signs someone was following her.

Once she was satisfied she was not being followed she turned into the park and moved toward the swings. She sat down on one of them and waited patiently for his arrival. She knew he was around somewhere, probably waiting until he was sure it was safe.

A few minutes after her arrival he emerged from between the trees and sat down wordlessly on the swing next to her.

"Thanks for coming," he said quietly.

"Always" she told him seriously and a comfortable silence settled between them for a few moments.

"I'm sorry I ran today," he told her "Thanks for letting me go, I didn't get you in too much trouble did I?"

"Not really, they're suspicious of me and they questioned me for hours but it just gave me chance to learn a little about the killings"

"What did you find out?"

"Its part of a serial killing, including the one today there has been five. The killer leaves a piece of paper on the bodies with a blue star stamped on it; does that mean anything to you?"

"No." he told her after a moments thought.

"Three of the murders have occurred here in L.A," Teyla explained and paused before continuing "One of the murders occurred to in New York six months ago and the other in Miami two months later."

A look of realisation and shock appeared on John's face as the implications of Teyla's words sunk in "I was in new York and Miami at the times of the murders," he stated.

"More than likely"

"Either this is one long string of bad luck and coincidences or someone is trying to set me up," He said somewhat exasperated.

"That's what I thought," Teyla replied "Can you think of anyone that would hate you enough to do this?"

"I make a lot of people mad at me."

"Not enough to frame you for five murders."

"Apparently I made someone that mad at me."

"We'll figure this out John," Teyla said confidently.

"How can you be so certain I didn't commit these murders?" John asked her "Hell with the amount of evidence against me I almost believe I did it."

"Because I know you and I know you would never have killed those people. I don't care how much evidence there is I'll never believe you're a cold blooded murderer," Teyla stated adamantly.

John gave her a small smile as the wind blew through the trees, rustling the leaves as it passed through them. They were both alert enough by the current situation to hear the quiet voices the wind carried with it. They knew it was probably just a couple taking a walk through the park but there was no sense in taking chances.

"I have to go," John stated as he stood up "I won't be contacting you again."

"John…" Teyla began to protest but was cut off by him.

"It's too dangerous Teyla, I won't risk your career, your freedom and possibly your life," He told her and she knew from the tone of his voice and the look of determination on his face that there was no arguing with him, his mind had been made up.

"Be careful," she said quietly.

"You too," he instructed before he turned and walked away, Teyla watched him go praying that they could find a way to put this right.

TBC