Ahn, the only Arhgohnnian male on the Koilu, stood on the bridge having a staring contest with the captain. He said, "First, I know guys are supposed to be on Arhgohnn and breeding with one girl or another but, I would rather fight. My father gave me two brothers who are willingly doing their duty. I think that gives me the right to do what I want. So, please let me transport to Atlantis and help them or at least go with a fighter party on an attack."

The boy, barely a man in the alien terms, had been practically begging for the chance to fight, which was unusual for a guy. Otherwise, he was perfectly average. He had black as night hair, which was short, and black dots. His skin was a dark brown. His eyes were a deep and vibrant blue. First on the Koilu narrowed her eyes at him and straightened up to her full height. Doing that made him seem small. The fact he had a slight frame didn't help. He frowned and straightened to his full height, topping six foot. First noticed and smiled, "You really are a warrior, like a woman. Alright, we will get to Atlantis soon and I want you to transport there. Understand you are to follow their orders."

Ahn smiled and nodded, "Yes, First. I promise to leave some of the fight for you."

With that, he turned and headed out the door to the transport room.

A moment after he transported, he registered a bay for crafts of some kind. They were tube like and grey. A woman walked over to him. Behind her, he spotted two other girls. One had brown hair in dreads, pulled back by yet another dreadlock. She wore a leather tunic with matching boots and pants. She was perfect he thought. She looked like a fighter. The other had dark hair as well but, she wasn't tan and didn't look like a warrior.

The woman who had approached him sported irritated looking grey eyes and had her hands on her hips. Her hair was short, which made her look less than feminine. She said, "Well, are you here to be on my team or not?"

"What? Oh, yeah. I'm Ahn by the way. You are?"

"Dacey, call me Major. Ahn, you're gonna be with me in my Jumper."

He nodded as she led him into a thing she had called a Jumper. Without turning, she spoke, "Take a seat."

Dacey sat in the pilot's chair and the pretty fighter took the other seat in the front. Ahn couldn't help noticing how tan she was. It made her look more like his people. Blinking rapidly he looked away so he would focus.

The other girl sat on a seat opposite him. He slowly took sat down, all the while eyeing the fighter. When he looked towards the girl opposite him she said, after inspecting him up and down, "So, Ahn… You're an Arhgohnnian. You know, you happen to be the first male of your species I've met. Why is that?"

Ahn's mouth tighten and he kneaded his hands in front of him, "Actually, I doubt you'll see many males of my kind period. For every twenty women, one guy might be born. Because of that, most just stay home and breed like animals. Most couldn't even fight if they had to and yet, ironically, they choose mates based on their fighting skills. Petty, I know. I'm a special case. I have two brothers who are more than happy to do what First wants so, she gave me a break and let me do what I wanted: to fight."

The girl tilted her head and watched him for a second. She threw her hands up in the air and stated, "Stop looking so pathetic. You got what you wanted."

At this, he smiled and gave a slight nod. The two rode the remainder of the time in silence, as did Dacey and Wen. After a few minutes, Dacey radioed the other ships, "Dacey to all the Jumpers, get into attack formation Theta and wait for someone to come knocking on our front door."

On the screen, in the front of the ship, six large dots appeared and made their way towards the formation of Jumpers. Ahn asked, "What do those dots signify?"

"Dacey turned her head to look at him before saying, "They show the major ships. I assume three represent your people's ships and three are the Grodin, Asgard, and Hammond. And the little dots coming out now are F-302s and whatever your fighters are called."

Ahn gave a sound of understanding before replying, "They are called Klin. They are individual fighter crafts though. They cannot hold many like yours."

Dacey opened her mouth to say something back when a Wraith/Ori Hive arrived, followed by their allies from the alternate reality. Their allies had four large ships that were each bigger than Earth's biggest ship, the Asgard. They were silver and boxy with a black mark on the side representing their species. For a few seconds, no one moved, surprised by how infallible their opponents looked. Taking the opportunity, The Hive fired upon the lead Arhgohnnian ship, the Werda, and the lead Earth ship, the Asgard. On impact, Dacey blinked and fired a few drones. She radioed Atlantis, "Abbie, patch me through to Rodney."

Finally, Abbie said it was done. Dacey spoke, "Rodney, I need you to figure out a way to modify the drones on Atlantis so they will penetrate the Hive's hull. Even with the Asgard tech on our ships and the Arhgohnnians firing something similar, we're losing!"

Rodney snapped his fingers she could hear and said, "On it. Sensors say the Hive and their friends are sending out fighters. Hold them off as long as possible please."

Dacey then radioed the rest of the fighters on her side and told them to attack. Dacey, never looking back, said to the others, "Hold on, if I'm going to land us into the Hive for a stealth assault with Shaun's team, it is not going to be a smooth ride."

As she said the last word, the Puddle Jumper spiraled and barely missed a Wraith Dart. Pointy Darts flew in every direction, attacking space-crafts everywhere. Dacey fired a drone at a passing Dart, which exploded in a ball of fire. A Dart fired at the Jumper as Dacey released two more drones. One hit the weapon hurtling at them and the other hit the Dart. The Jumper weaved through a couple of Darts trying to fight together. Another Jumper came up from behind Dacey's and fired at one and followed the Jumper. It must be Shaun. A few F-302s and Klins flew in front of the Jumper, pursuing a squad of Darts. Dacey hissed as one of the Wraith ally planes flew in front of them, firing a green ball, similar to a drone. Dacey went straight up and hit the ball with a drone. Dodging a few more alien planes, the Hive came into view.

At that moment, the Hive and their allies began firing everything at the Asgard and the Werda. Dacey mumbled gruffly, "What the hell are they doing? And who are their allies anyway?"

A squad of Darts and their allies dropped down behind Dacey. She groaned and twisted the Jumper into a roll in the hopes they couldn't follow. No such luck. Shaun fired a few drones but missed. Dacey swooped in to fire when a Dart appeared out of seemingly nowhere and fired at the Jumper. Dacey just had time to yelp before the shot hit.

A beam of light appeared on the bridge of the Grodin. Dacey, Shaun, and both their teams blinked to find themselves staring at General Stackhouse. His brown eyes were as kind as his smile. "So, I guess that's called good timing?"

Dacey nodded. "What's the situation? I just got here."

"Sensors and transporters went down just after you got here. We know some of those new aliens got on board. Now, we can't track them. Shaun, you should get down to engineering and see if you can fix the sensors. The rest of you should go alien hunting. All my Marines and Airmen are in F-302s fighting."

Dacey turned to the group. "All right, Shaun, you're with Teal'c. Vala and Daniel, go towards the main engine. Wen and Ahn go towards the Asgard Beam Turrent. Zola, you and I will go towards the F-302 bay, and we will check up on the shield generator. We can't have those freaks messing with it."

Wen and Ahn were partially crouched as they crept through the corridors. Ahn was in the lead. As they rounded a corner, a green blast came right at them. The corridor was a T so Ahn dove to the other side and Wen slid back to the corridor they had come from. Wen stood and swung her blue gun, just like Ronon's, around the corner, firing all the while. Ahn did the same from his position, except he was using a Zat Teal'c had handed him before they had split up. Green blasts continually hit the wall behind Wen. One came close to Ahn, forcing him to hide behind his corner. At the distraction, Wen moved into the hall with the aliens and fired until all of them were dead on the floor. Ahn came out, a shocked look upon his face.

Ahn said, "You are a warrior."

Wen grunted and kicked the armor of one of the dead aliens saying, "Who are they? Or do you even know?"

"No. They are new to us as well."

A sound of metal hitting metal came from around the corner behind Ahn. Both turned and raised their weapons. A man ran around the corner. He skidded to a stop and raised his hands in surrender upon seeing the pair. Wen said, "Duck."

The man did as he was told. Both Wen and Ahn began firing at the aliens as they came around the corner after the man. The man slowly stood and looked over his shoulder. He said, "Holy crap. They are hard to kill. Somehow they can track you through an entire ship, no problem."

Wen lowered her gun and nodded to Ahn to do the same. Ahn asked, "Who are you and do you know what these creatures are?"

The man gave a half smile and said, "Yeah. We call them the Zamora. They just so happen to be named by me; they're actually mute and can't really say who they are exactly. They just kind of grunt. Oh and I'm Sheppard, John-"

Wen gruffly said through a clenched jaw as she raised her gun again sharply, "Impossible! He died almost fifteen years ago. The Wraith fed on him when they attacked his and his wife's Traveler colony."

The man shook his head, "I'm from the alternate reality. I hid on a transport ship of theirs along with my team. That's where the Zamora are from too. They attacked us right after we defeated the Ori and Wraith."

Wen eyed him suspiciously and finally lowered her firearm. "Fine, where is the rest of your team then?"

John stated simply, "I don't know. We were split up when we got here."

Dacey and Zola had checked on the shield. There hadn't been an alien thug in sight. It had been oddly quiet. Dacey made her way around yet another corner. She could see another human in the distance walking in the same direction. Dacey yelled, "State your name and rank."

The person glanced over her shoulder then took off running. Dacey yelled "hey" at the human as she sprinted after it. Dacey turned to follow the person down a perpendicular hall to hers. It was a dead end and the girl spun to face Dacey. Zola finally caught up. She started saying something but it was lost after she recognized the girl. It was a copy of her. Zola pushed forward and quietly said, "Who are you?"

The other Zola stuttered, "I'm Zola Jackson from Earth. I come from an alternate reality. I was on a Zamora transport ship with my team when we were crashed onto this ship. I had to run before the Zamora figured out I had found a way to get onto their ship. Only, it wasn't theirs, it was yours."

The real Zola stepped forward. She crossed her arms over her chest. And she said, "Okay, then tell me how we are going to tell the difference between us? We are wearing the same outfit and look exactly the same. I guess fashion is the same in your reality."

The other Zola shrugged, "For now, you can call me Mil. It's our middle name. Otherwise, I don't know. I know you don't trust me and I understand. So, I have a way for you to know what I said is true."

Dacey and Zola looked at each other. Silently they were both debating. Dacey was silently losing too. Dacey said, "How?"

Mil said, "Before we defeated the Goa'uld, I managed to steal a Brain interlink device. When I gave it to Rodney, he figured out a way to link with another person and share memories. Every member of my team carries one. We use it as a black box in case we die and someone needs to know what happened…"

Dacey and Zola both let their mouths drop open slightly as Mil held out her hand with a device in it. It was a little black disk with a spike out of the center. Zola grabbed it around the edges of the disk part and looked up at Mil expectantly.

Mil said, "Put the spike into your temple. As you get all of my memories, yours will be downloaded too."

Zola hesitated then placed it into her temple. Her eyes dilated and she stumbled into the wall. Leaning against it, she told Dacey, "Oh my god. The Zamora are ruthless. Dacey, we have to kill all the ones on board and destroy their lead ship. The ship is the one with the device to go between realities. Take it out and they will be stranded."

Dacey nodded. "Ok, you keep that on so I know who is who. Let's move."

Dacey turned and started getting back on track. Mil helped Zola stand. She said, "Now you know how much I've lost to them. You trust now right?"

"More than anyone else because you're me. I at least know I can trust myself."

Mil smiled slightly as both started off towards Dacey.

Wen, Ahn, and Sheppard crept through a dark corridor. The lights in this section had gone out when the ship was hit by a blast. Sheppard tripped on something and barely caught himself before he did a face plant. Looking back he could vaguely make out a body. He stood and turned his light, on his P-90, upon it. The body of Teyla was sprawled out on the floor. A metal disk shone on her temple. He grabbed it and detached it from her body. John inspected it. After seeing it was in decent condition, he stabbed it into his own temple. John whispered, "Crap."

John turned and sprinted after Ahn and Wen who had continued without him. He yelled as he went, "Stop! A squad of Zamora and Wraith are patrolling this area. They must think my entire team is around here. They want to make sure we can't help you and your people fix this ship before they can take it over."

Wen and Ahn raised their guns and slid up against the wall while backing up towards where John was. Footsteps echoed down the hall in front of them. Wen whispered, "Run."

The three turned and sprinted away. Green blasts flew by them as they went. John spotted an open door on his side of the hall. He grabbed the other two and dove into the room. Letting go of them, John jammed the button to shut the door. As the door closed John looked around the room. Bodies of crewmembers were spread across the floor. They seemed to be in a mess hall. John moved a table in front of the door. He motioned for them to get out of the doorway. Ahn and Wen slid against the wall right beside the door. John did the same on his side of the door.

The door slid open and a Zamora pushed against the table. John swiveled and unloaded his weapon on the alien. Wen swiveled and did the same. Ahn stepped around and shot the Zat at the alien. The Zamora fell and another took his place. A Wraith drone stepped forward and fired a large stunner, clipping Ahn. The boy fell and was barely conscious. Wen and John never wavered and kept firing. The drone fell. A Zamora came forward and pushed the table backwards. The table skidded back until it hit the opposite wall, missing hitting Ahn by a few inches. Zamora crowded the doorway and came in. Some fell as others stepped over them and proceeded to fight. A Wraith leader stepped forward and raised his hand to feed upon John as Sheppard put a new clip of bullets into his P-90. Wen drew a handgun from her belt with her free hand and shot the Wraith while continually firing her gun, like Ronon's, with her other hand.

After what seemed like forever, no more enemies came. Bodies were piled in the doorway and inside the room. Wen went over to where Ahn was laying. She kicked his shoulder while still observing the door. He groaned and his head moved slightly. Wen knelt, put the hand gun in her belt, and grabbed him from under the armpit, hauling him to his feet. In Wen's other hand she flipped her gun so she wasn't holding the handle. The blue bulb flickered as she hit Ahn in the jaw with the handle. His eyes flew open and he jumped back from her and put up his fists. When he realized it was her he lowered them.

Ahn said, "Why would you hit me with that? It hurt!"

All she said was, "You're awake aren't you?"

Wen stepped into the hall and checked both ways and started off to the left. Ahn bent, got his Zat, and stood up frowning. John gave a slight laugh and said, "I'm guessing that's Ronon's daughter."

The two men stepped into the hall and followed Wen. Every now and then, a Wraith or Zamora would show up and one of the three would shoot them. When they all arrived back at the bridge, John began saying as they entered the door, "It's all clear-"

The bridge was smokey from a fire on one of the consoles. The crew was mostly gone. One scientist was shriveled up and looked mummified in the corner. He had been fed upon by a Wraith. Two airmen were sprawled on the floor, obviously dead with a dead Zamora laying near. At that moment, the Grodin shook from a direct hit.

Wen hit her earpiece to contact Dacey, "We're being overrun. They're slaughtering our people and the bridge crew is gone."

Static was the only answer she got. Wen growled as she ducked through the bridge door again and into the hall.

Dacey and both Zolas fired at Zamora following them from behind as they ran the opposite way. Zamora had found them and were swarming onto them like bugs. It was obvious more had gotten on board because the group following them was bigger than any others they had run into. Dacey hit the hall as she skidded to round a corner too fast. A green blast flew over her head as she went. As they came around another turn, they ran into Ahn, Wen, and John Sheppard, literally. Dacey landed on top of John. She said, "Dad?"

Then thinking better of it, she quickly got up after looking behind her and said, "Run!"

John opened his mouth to speak. When Zamora came around the corner he closed it and did what she had told him to do.

As the group ran past a door, it opened. The Zamora ignored it until Teal'c stepped out. He grabbed one soldier and broke his neck with a twist of his arms. Shaun fired a hand gun like there was no tomorrow at another Zamora soldier. Dacey turned and started firing her P-90 as everyone else did. They all began creeping towards the open door.

Once all the good guys were inside, Teal'c closed the door. The group held their weapons at ready towards the door as Dacey hugged Shaun and said, "You have great timing. What's the news?"

"I fixed the sensors for a few seconds before they blew out entirely, when we got a direct hit on the ship. And I hate to be a pessimist but it's bad. And when I say bad, I mean really bad. There are too many. We are way out classed on this one. We need to leave."

"We need to find Vala and Daniel first. Where will we go anyway?"

John cursed as he paced away and came back. He pointed at Dacey then the ground as he said gruffly, "He we don't have enough goddamned time. We need to get out of here. We can fly a Zamoran transport ship out of here and put the self-destruct on."

Dacey was about to argue. She got a stubborn look on her face when Shaun started snapping his fingers like Rodney always had. He got excited and hurriedly explained, "Yes, yes that could work. If we put the self-destruct on, we can detonate it between the Hive and a Zamora ship, we may be able to tip the scales if you know what I mean. I need to go to the bridge and send out an internal communication for all remaining people to meet up with us so we can fly them out too. Dacey, you should find Vala and Daniel and then come get me on the bridge. The rest of you should get the transport ship ready. We'll need to leave quickly."

Dacey rolled her eyes and took off down one corridor. Shaun sprinted in the opposite direction. The remaining people followed as Wen walked slowly towards the ship bay with her weapon ready. Ahn stared at her for a moment before following.

Dacey searched room after room. All of them started blurring together as she went. At the end of a corridor, a door stood centered in the end wall. A blast had melted the two panels of the door together at the top and another blast had melted a crater on the left panel midway up. Dacey inspected it for a second before she turned to continue her search when she heard Vala's voice, "Help! Daniel and I got stuck in here!"

Dacey whirled so fast, to face the door, she got slightly dizzy. She could hear fists pounding against the door from the inside. Dacey loudly said, "Vala, the door's melted together. I can't open it!"

Daniel spoke next in an annoyed tone, "We know. We just can't figure out how to actually get out!"

Dacey bit her lip, "Alright. Give me a few minutes."

Dacey started searching the rooms for a torch to cut the door with. They had one somewhere because they were prepared for this very problem. Sg-1 had had their fair share of problems similar to this. Finally, in a cabinet in what looked to be a supply closet, Dacey found a torch. She ran back to the door after putting a pair of goggles on the top of her head and clipped her P-90 to her vest. Reaching the door, Dacey put the goggles on and put on a pair of gloves that had been with the torch. She yelled, "Stand back!"

Rustling as her response and she assumed they had moved. With that thought, Dacey began cutting a hole in the bottom of the door. She was making it small to save time but the couple should be able to crawl through one at a time. Finally she had it done. Standing, she shut off the torch and kicked the metal block into the room. Vala poke her head out and crawled. Daniel followed and frowned as he stood. The couple dusted themselves off, even though they weren't really dirty.