I don't own SGA or any of it's characters. Hey there folks. So I'm posting a couple of very pivotal chapters for you. Hope you enjoy becasue I am definitely on a huge role. This story is coming along like clockwork. Have fun. Ta.:)

Chapter Eighteen

There was an immediate reaction in Sheppard when Rodney hit the button. John's body bucked and it looked like he was having a seizure. Ronan jumped forward to help him at the same time as Teyla and Elizabeth. "Wait!" came McKay's anxious voice. "He's okay, it's just an initial reaction. Wait for it." The three colleagues stopped in their tracks at the physicist's words. They looked back hesitantly at the man, waiting to see if what he said was the truth. "Wait for it." He said again, nodding his head.

When they looked back at the pilot they saw that the seizure had begun to dissipate. Then he was still again. "It's working. He's asleep. Just calm down everybody." Rodney said as he looked from the console back to the pod. They all visibly relaxed after the news that the process had begun to work. They retreated to their original positions and waited to see what the outcome would be.

John's eyes flew open and he quickly sat up. He covered his eyes from the bright light and then slowly brought his hand down. He squinted and then took a good look around. When he saw that he was on Atlantis and on the floor the confusion overwhelmed him. 'How the hell did I end up here?' he thought.

He slowly pushed himself up off of the floor and turned around to see if he knew what section he was in. He was even more confused when he realized that he was in full gear. His uniform, tac vest and P-90 all there. Now he really knew that he didn't know what was going on.

He put his hand up to his ear and tapped his head set. "Elizabeth, can you hear me?" When he received no reply he waited for a moment and then repeated his question. Still no reply. "McKay? Ronan? Teyla? Beckett? Is anybody there?" He sighed with frustration when again he received no response. "Dammit! It's Sheppard! Why isn't anybody answering me?"

'That's it.' He thought. 'I'm out of here.' He looked around, found the door and headed towards it. It slid open easily when arrived at it. "Well, at least the doors still work." He said to himself. He left the room searched the immediate hallways for a transporter to take him to another level. When he found one three hallways over he stepped inside and waited for the map to come up. "Sub level three huh. How did I get here?" He found where he wanted to go and pressed the screen with his right index finger. The door closed and seconds later he arrived on the main level of the city not far from the main Control Room. When he stepped outside he was even more confused. There was nobody in the halls. He tentatively stepped outside and looked around. "Huh?"

There was not a single soul anywhere. Nobody. And that just didn't make any sense. There were always people in the hallways. There was a large contingent of Marines as well as Scientists and Doctors. Unless they had all evacuated the city. Which made even less sense.

When he arrived at the main Control Room there wasn't anyone there. No one at the controls and no one in Elizabeth's office. He ran over to the balcony overlooking the Stargate and stood with his hands resting on it in front of him. He was breathing heavily with anxiety and worry. "What the hell is going on?" he yelled out to an empty city.

Ten minutes later he was sitting in Elizabeth's chair in her office with his weapon on her desk and he was staring at the far wall. He had tried to do a check of the city to see if there were any people around but for some reason he couldn't get the main display to work. His ATA gene was functioning properly but the controls just wouldn't work for him. He knew they had to have left the city but he couldn't figure out why they would have left without him. And why couldn't he remember anything? This was all so insane. Completely insane.

He was jarred out of his thoughts by the incoming wormhole alarm. He grabbed his P-90 and raced out of Elizabeth's office. He stood at the balcony and saw that the wormhole had engaged on the Stargate. He ran back to the DHD and hit the button for the shield. Nothing happened. "What?" He hit the button again. Nothing. "Aw crap!" he said and then raced back over to the balcony. He waited for something to come through but nothing did. Then quite suddenly the Stargate shut down. He didn't know how much more confused he could be. He ran out of the Control Room and headed towards the infirmary. Just maybe there would be answers there.

Arriving at the infirmary he slowly made his way inside with his P-90 raised in front of him. With a quick recon of the room he figured out that it was empty as well. He lowered his weapon. Then quite suddenly the lights flickered and went out. When the backup lights did not come on he turned the torch on that was attached to his P-90 and shone it around the room. Things were too damn weird and now he was adding creepy to his list. He made a mental note to raid the armory when he was through checking out the infirmary.

When he reached the far side of the room he jumped and then turned around, his finger on the trigger, when he heard a noise from outside in the hall. He quietly inched forward and stood just inside the door to the left, weapon pointing to the ceiling. He knew the light he was using was a dead giveaway but he would have been blind without it. He made a second mental note to remember to pick up night vision goggles while he was in the armory.

The noise came again. This time it sounded like it was further down the hall, moving away from him. He slowly looked around the corner and then shone his light down the hallway. He didn't see anything. He came fully around the corner and stood in the entrance way for a few moments. He debated on whether to follow the noise or not and then decided against it. He needed more gear first. He moved away from the noise and headed directly for the armory.

Arriving at his destination it took him several minutes to find everything that he needed since the lights were out. Apparently over the whole city. He put a pair of night vision goggles on his head, grabbed a number of extra clips, both for his P-90 and his standard issue revolver and then grabbed three stun grenades. He hoped that would be enough because he really didn't want to have to come back and stock up again.

He turned his light off and moved the goggles down over his eyes. Everything turned green. But at least he could see. He quietly opened the door and peered out. When he didn't see anything he stepped outside and then slowly shut the door behind him. He headed back towards the infirmary since that was where he had heard the noise. He hoped that it was just one of his colleagues. That would be a lot easier to take than a Wraith or one of the Genii or anybody else for that matter.

He methodically made his way down the halls and then stopped around the corner from the infirmary when he had heard the noise again. It sounded like a rattling noise. He really wasn't sure. He looked around the corner and still didn't see anything. Which was strange because it sounded like it was practically on top of him. Now he really was getting creeped out.

He kept low and moved down the hall, ready to fire if he needed to. He stopped when he heard what sounded like somebody whispering. He stood quietly trying to listen to his surroundings. He flinched when he heard his name whispered. And it sounded like it was coming from all around him. "Hold on John." He stood straighter when he heard it that time. Then he heard a crash come from the infirmary.

When he came up to the door and peered around it he could see movement, but he couldn't tell what it was. He checked his weapon for what seemed like the tenth time and then went around the corner. "Who are you?" he said as he stood with his P-90 aimed at the area of the movement. Whoever it was had his, or her, back to him. "I said… who are you? Identify yourself." When the figure turned around to face him his eyes went wide and he stepped backwards without even thinking about it. He stumbled over something that lay on the floor and fell backwards against the wall.

He lay on the ground staring up at the person who was now walking towards him in the darkness. 'How can this be? Just how the hell can this be?' he thought and everything went completely dark.

TBC in Chapter Nineteen….

A/N: So, can you guess who Sheppard found in the infirmary? I bet you'll be surprised when you read the next chapter. And who do you think is whispering to him? I guess you'll just have to wait and see. And please let me know what you think. I really want to read your reviews. Later days folks. :)