I'm not the best at writing out perilous situations or anything like that, so this is my attempt. I wanted to give Emma a chance to really prove herself. Hope you all like it!

"Dr. Rogers and a medical team to the gate room immediately. Dr. Emma Rogers and a medical team," the intercom called.

A bit surprised, she sprang to her feet from the desk where she was working in the lab and ran to the nearest transporter. She was at the gate room within a minute.

"We need a linguist!" she heard Sheppard shouting in frustration as she arrived.

"What's going on?" she asked urgently. This was the first time she had been paged for what appeared to be an emergency. Sheppard's team was there with a large group of about twenty people, some of whom were injured.

"There was a Wraith attack on a planet we just visited. We took them in as refugees within minutes of arrival. We don't speak their language; we can't understand what they're saying," Sheppard spilled quickly.

There was a man desperately trying to talk to him and tell him something. She directed her attention toward him. He turned to her and immediately started speaking in rapid fire. She listened for a few words and could understand, more or less what he was saying. "Persian derivative," she whispered to herself, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Please slow down, sir," she said in Farsi, modifying the few words she could modify based on his speech. He slowed down and spoke to her, tears coming to his eyes. "Colonel," she said loudly, looking up at him, "there are still about a hundred more villagers in a separate camp on the planet."

"Where?" Sheppard asked urgently.

"Where?" she repeated in Farsi to the man. She listened to his response and relayed it back to Sheppard. "In an encampment in the forest, he says. His pregnant wife and son are there," she said, "How far from the gate is it?" she asked the man, "34 chebel…" she said to herself, doing calculations in her head, "Rodney, what's 34 times 78?" she asked.

"Uh…" McKay stalled, thinking.

"2,652," Sheppard answered quickly.

"Then the camp is about half a mile north east of the gate," she said, "He says it's well hidden by tree cover, but thinks that the Wraith can still find them."

"We have to go back," Ronon stated.

"Colonel Carter," Sheppard said, turning to her, "How many people can the Daedalus take to our Alpha site?" he asked.

"It can take over a hundred for a short period of time," she replied, "Colonel, what are you suggesting?" she asked warily.

"Send it to this planet and tell it to beam up all of the villagers," he instructed, "We left the jumper cloaked on the other side so we'll fly to the encampment and the Daedalus can lock onto the life signs surrounding our radio signals."

"Is there a Wraith hive ship in orbit over the planet?" she asked, "We can't engage in battle, Colonel," she said grimly. "You've been in this kind of situation before," she reminded him.

Emma noticed Sheppard's eyes dart quickly over to Ronon, then back to Carter.

"Most likely yes," he answered, "But they'll only have to be there long enough to beam the people out. And then they'll jump into hyperspace and be out of there before the Wraith even notice."

"The Daedalus could undergo pretty serious damage if we decide to do this," she argued, "The shields can only hold for so long, especially if there's more than one hive ship in the area."

"Then we'll just have to time this right," he countered, "The Daedalus will have to arrive at the planet right when we get to the encampment by jumper. Beam all unnecessary personnel down here," he suggested.

"Actually, the Daedalus will take longer to get there than we will," McKay interjected, "It's about a twenty minute distance. Normally, I'd say that's pretty close to us, but given the urgency of the situation…"

"The man said it was well hidden by tree cover," Sheppard reiterated, pointing at the man standing next to Emma who was desperately trying to understand what was happening, "Maybe it'll take the Wraith a while to find them," he proposed.

Carter opened her mouth to speak.

"Colonel, there are a hundred innocent people about to lose their lives if we don't act now," he cried.

"Ok, go," Colonel Carter agreed after a quick second of thought, "Clear the gate room," she yelled, then began talking into her earpiece.

"We have to leave this room!" Emma translated, indicating the refugees to follow her, "They're going back to save them," she said to the man, putting her arm across his back. The gate activated and she turned back to look at the team as they stepped through it again; Ronon was looking back at her. They made eye contact for a split second, then he turned his head forward and disappeared into the undulating blue event horizon.

"Incoming wormhole. Receiving McKay's IDC code," the technician said.

"Lower the shield," Colonel Carter ordered.

The puddle jumper sped through the gate. "Colonel," Sheppard began, "Send that man, you know which one I'm talking about, to the gate room. We'll park and be there in a second."

"Dr. Rogers," she said on her radio.

"Yes?" Emma replied.

"Can you and that man, Mahtab, come to the gate room?" she asked.

"Absolutely," she replied.

Emma walked briskly with Mahtab to the gate room. Sheppard and his team were standing there, as were a small boy and a pregnant woman. He ran to them, tears leaking from his eyes, and engulfed them both in a strong embrace. Emma stopped halfway down the stairs and folded her arms across her chest, a smile across her face as she watched the reunion.

"We have confirmation from the Daedalus that the rest of the villagers were transported safely to our Alpha site," Colonel Carter said.

Mahtab tore himself from his family and thanked all of Sheppard's team, taking their hands in his and embracing them. He turned around to look at Emma and ran to her, taking her by the hand and introducing her to his family. "Oh," she squeaked in surprise, following him.

"The others did not understand me," he was saying, "They spoke a language very different from ours. And then we stepped through the ring and came here and this woman arrived, speaking a tongue not very different from our own. She told the others where you were so they could go back. You would not be here without her," he explained.

"Good work, Rogers," Sheppard said, patting her on the back as he and his team exited the room. Teyla nodded to her; meanwhile McKay hounded Sheppard on his rapid mental math skills. Ronon was last to leave and he smiled his mischievous, crooked smile back at her without a word. She felt a small stirring in her stomach.

She turned her attention back to Mahtab's family. "I'm happy you all are safe," she said in Farsi, smiling.

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