Izzles – I figured it was time we got to see something about the real bad guy so I decided to put some of his perspective in the last chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter and thanks for the review.

Fyd818 – Thank you for your review, I'm so glad the part from the killer in the last chapter worked so well and things don't get any better for Teyla in this chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Chapter 8

John had spent the better part of the day learning everything he could about the two FBI Agents that had been assigned to catch him. He was limited in what he could learn in his current situation but he was determined. They had been working together for three years and had yet to face a case they couldn't solve. Agent Weir was smart and Agent Dex relied mostly on his instincts, between the two of them they very rarely missed anything.

He smiled as he thought of the similarities between the agents and him and his own partner. Teyla was the smart one and he relied more on his instincts, both were capable of the other but played to their strengths more often than not. He wondered how Teyla was holding up, when he had met up with her in the park the day this had all started she had been determined to help him. He knew she wouldn't give up but sooner or later it was going to take its toll on her, not that she'd ever admit to it when it did.

Everything was beginning to take its toll him as well; he had been living in the warehouse for four days now. He was running out of money for food and he couldn't leave without seeing his face all over the newspapers. He was hitting dead end after dead end in his quest to found out the truth and he was completely alone. Things were not looking good but he had to keep trying, he had to find a way to clear his name.

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Ronon had followed Teyla to the café again after work but he considered it more walking with her now that actually following her. She was stood talking to one of the waitresses behind the counter about something completely random and Ronon had stopped ease dropping on their conversation when he'd started getting bored.

"Teyla," a young man shouted and Ronon saw his ID that indicated he was another detective. Teyla turned around and gave the man a friendly smile before telling the waitress she'd see her later. The young man walked over and stopped in front of her.

"Marcus," Teyla greeted. "What are you doing here don't you have a bad guy to catch?"

"Yes I do, but unlike you I take breaks from my work," he teased and Teyla smiled.

"Well it's hard to take breaks when you're after a kidnapper."

"Oh please, you don't take breaks no matter what case you're working on, besides the guy I'm after is a drug dealer who lives with his mom and I got that place covered as soon as he comes back I'll know," Marcus informed her with a smile before turning to Ronon. "You must be the FBI Agent that's been following Teyla around everywhere, Marcus Lorne," he introduced.

Ronon shook the man's hand eyeing him curiously. "Don't you want to catch the guy yourself?" he asked.

"Love to but I've just spent the last six hours outside his mother's house which by the way is down the road from here and I am in serious need of Coffee and food, speaking of which, Sally!"

The young blonde waitress that Teyla had been talking to walked over. "What can I get for you Marcus?"

"My usual…plus extra fries and a big piece of that chocolate cake."

"Coming right up," the waitress told him and rolled her eyes as she gave Teyla an exasperated look.

"So anyway Teyla," Lorne said. "You've looked better."

"Aren't you charming today," Teyla stated sarcastically.

"I gave up trying to charm you a long time ago," Lorne informed her. "Seriously though, lift your chin up, John's innocent, we all know it and somehow we'll find a way to prove it, in the meantime we can all have a good laugh at the FBI agents as they run around futilely trying to find him, no offence."

"None taken" Ronon said as he watched Teyla stifle a laugh.

"Thanks Marcus," Teyla said.

"No problem, now I'm gonna go find out why my food is taking so long, I'll see you later."

Teyla smiled as Lorne walked away before making her way out of the café with Ronon a few steps behind her. All he was hearing was that Sheppard was a good man, that he was innocent, the Police Captain, Detective Lorne and the other detectives, the forensic scientists and Detective Emmagan were all saying the same thing. They were all stating with absolute certainty that John Sheppard was innocent and they all had a conviction in their voice when they said it that he had never heard in all his time as an agent.

His talk with Emmagan in the park the other day had placed a lot of doubt in his head about this case. He hadn't voiced any of it but it had been in the back of his mind eating away at him ever since. He was looking at the entire case in a different way, the evidence from the latest murder was all too convenient and the statements they had taken and the reports they had read painted Sheppard as a good man.

Without even realising it he had followed the detective back to the Police station and was getting in his car as she got in hers. He followed her back to her apartment, he hadn't stayed here all night last night, Elizabeth had taken watch part way through the night and Ronon had slept until morning.

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Teyla glanced out of the window at Agent Dex's car wondering when he was going to give up following her around everywhere. It was dark out now and she knew that she was going to have to sleep at some point but her mind was too active for to even bother to attempt that now.

She sat down and watched a movie on the television and when it ended she decided to try and sleep. She switched off the T.V and headed toward the bedroom when a sound from the window caught her attention, she looked to the table that had her gun on it. She made a move over to it but the sound of the window smashing distracted her. She turned to see the glass shattering and flying into the room landing all over the floor as a black form entered the room.

The man who had entered the room was dressed in black from head to toe, a balaclava covering his face and masking his identity. She once again made a move for her gun but he beat her to the table and knocked the gun away. He drew his own on her but she knocked it from his hand.

He then lunged at her and she was caught slightly off guard by the sudden move enough to give him an advantage. He knocked her down his body pinning hers to the floor as he hit her several times. She tried to struggle free but only succeeded in liberating her right arm. She swung for him, hitting him in the jaw and knocking him to the side. She took the opportunity the shift in is weight offered her and pushed him off her. She stood up but he recovered too quickly, knocking her feat out from under her and scrambling for his weapon.

He grabbed it and pointed it at her, her body jolted as the sound of a gunshot rang through the apartment.

TBC