Author's Note: Thank you so much to everyone for all of your reviews! They've been a huge help! Not much Teyla this here, but I'll make it up next chapter...

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Hungry For News.

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Rodney had been nearly right. It was exactly two hours and twenty-seven minutes later that Sheppard snapped. Quite suddenly, so much so that he made everyone else jump, he swore, and jumped to his feet.

"I can't take it anymore!" he shouted softly. "We've got to do something!"

"Silence getting too much for you?" Rodney asked, a self-satisfied grin on his face. John glared at him through narrowed eyes.

"Believe me, you don't want to be asking me questions right now," he growled.

"Oh, relax. I could have told you that you go nuts when it's quite. It's just a fact." Rodney took a bite of a power bar and leaned back in his sea.

"Oh, so now you want to relax? I distinctly remember you doing nothing but worrying about two hours ago-"

"Two and a half hours," Rodney corrected. "And who says I didn't go crazy? I should be flipping out right now; maybe my calmness right now means that I've actually gone over the edge." Sheppard frowned at him wordlessly as he tried to figure out that statement. From his seat to McKay's right, Ronon groaned softly.

"Will you guys shut up?" he muttered, covering a yawn. Carson blinked in surprise.

"You were asleep?" he asked, confused. He didn't think that Ronon would ever sleep in a situation like this. The Satedan shrugged.

"I was kind of hoping that all this wraith stuff and trusting Todd was a dream," he admitted.

"We are not trusting Todd-" John began, but Ronon cut him off.

"Yes we are. We wouldn't have come here if we didn't trust him a little; and you would have let me shoot him when he suggested going off alone with Teyla if there wasn't some trust involved with this whole thing. You still should have let me shoot him, by the way..."

"I'll make it up to you when he gets back," John said distractedly. "But while almost everything that you said was technically almost true, you missed it completely."

"Alright then," Ronon said. "If we didn't let all this happen because of trust, then why?"

"I never said that trust wasn't involved," John told him. "I just said that we didn't trust Todd. But I do trust Teyla; and that's why this has gone where it has."

"If you trust her to take care of herself, then why are you worrying?" Carson asked.

"Because none of us trust Todd," Rodney said.

"Then why are we still on his ship?" the conversation was about to turn into an argument, but before it could escalate any further, they received a transmission. They were all instantly silenced when they realized that it was from Teyla. Her image filled their windshield, her cast noticeably absent.

"We have reached the other hive," she informed them. "And we have been allowed access. We cannot communicate with you again until we leave."

"But you're okay right now?" they wanted to know. Teyla smiled a little, and nodded.

"For now we are okay, yes. I will contact you upon our departure."

"Be careful," they warned her.

"I will be," she promised, before the transmission ended. The guys all looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. As he slowly settled back into his seat, Rodney realized that they were in for a lot more waiting... and silence.

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Todd entered the small quarters from where Teyla had been sending the message. She turned as he came in, and for a moment he paused, surprised. She had changed out of the dark dress that she had donned on his ship, and was now wearing a long, sweeping gown of deep red. She had pulled her hair partially back, and a crown of braids was woven about her head. She actually made quite an attractive wraith. He imagined that if he were human, he would blush to see her.

"You contacted them?" he questioned, all of his thoughts taking mere seconds. She nodded, taking a deep breath.

"The commander is here," he informed her. "He is waiting for us." She gave a small, wicked smile.

"Then let him wait," she said. Todd frowned a little.

"Are you alright?" Teyla's expression must have matched his.

"If you are asking if I can do this, then yes."

"Then I would not waste any more time." He stepped out of her path, and gestured to the door. "After you."

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A/N: Okay, sorry, short. I couldn't help it; I wanted a scene in the jumper, but I really think that what's coming next deserves its own, full chapter. Keep reading! :)