Emily's jaw was clenched so tight it hurt. So this was how it was all going to end. Life was going to be sucked out of her in the middle of a forest on a distant planet. Even worse, she still had no memory of her old life. A bitter taste rose up into her mouth. She'd survived countless attacks on her home world, thousands of years in stasis, and a how many storey drop. It would all end because of a stupid mistake on her part. Talk about an anticlimactic end.

Something suddenly occurred to her during the few minutes the two stared at each other. The wraith had called her something. A smile was pulling at its lips. In fact, there was nothing threatening about the creature at all, despite its skin-crawling appearance. She furrowed her eyebrows. At least her face muscles could still move.

"Is there something wrong?" the wraith questioned, worry marring its face.

"W-what did you call me?" Emily stuttered.

"Androida. That is your name."

"H-how do you-"

He interrupted her with a sigh. "You don't remember do you?"

She shook her head.

The wraith let out a sigh. "My name is Darius and you, my dearest, are Androida my everything." The towering figure reached out and took her hand.

In that instant, with his ice-cold hand grasping hers and his black eyes gazing into her gray ones, Emily remembered everything. She wasn't Emily the girl without a past. She was Androida the Ancient sixteen year old with memories. Emily completely ceased to exist. Among all the things Androida now remembered, there were two prominent memories. One, she had a plan. Two, she was in love with a wraith. She couldn't help but smile as tears filled her eyes. She pulled him in for a tight hug.

"I remember now, Darius. I remember!" she wept with a smile into his chest.

He smiled as he lifted her face up so he could stare into her eyes. "I knew you would." With that he kissed her and, for the first time in thousands of years, the two lovebirds were together in wrapped in the other's arms and ready to spend eternity that way.

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"I thought you said you could get us out of here!" Rodney spat as paced around the bottom of the hole he and Ronan were still stuck in.

"I said it would take time and you're not helping," Ronan muttered as he tested the strength of a bulging root.

"I would, but you're too heavy to lift. We went through that already, remember."

Ronan muttered something under his breath that Rodney pretended not to hear.

"Maybe we should radio Sheppard and Teyla for help," Rodney suggested hopefully.

"No, we're fine. It's just going to take some time to get out. Whoever dug this trap really didn't want their food to get out."

Rodney's eyes bugged out and his face lost a shade of color. "Did you say food? Oh no. We're-"

Ronan stopped him with a glare. "If you don't want to be eaten shut up and let me work."

Rodney nodded quickly and sat down. Deep down, he probably knew that this trap wasn't meant for people, but claustrophobia was setting in and he was hungry so there was no such thing as logic at this stage of the game.

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"Did you enjoy the service?" the old woman asked as she led Teyla and Sheppard to the town hall.

"It was very . . . nice," Teyla replied with a strained smile.

The old woman beamed back. "I am very glad you enjoyed it. Our leader will be most pleased. It is not often we get visitors, let alone explorers from a distant planet."

"Not even for trade?" Sheppard inquired.

"No. None of the neighboring villages are interested in that. They do not agree with our religious beliefs," she volunteered, the smile fading from her lips. "You wouldn't be interested in trade, would you?"

The two were spared an answer by the unexpected approach of the village leader. The old woman bowed immediately and mumbled an introduction of the two people stand on either side of her. The tall, dark man smiled at them after dismissing the old woman.

"Welcome to Androida, explorers! I am Leader Diostro. How may I assist you?" he asked with a cordial, booming voice.

"We're interested in that statue of yours," Sheppard answered.

"Ah yes, it is a beautiful icon, but I regret to inform you that it is not for sale."

"We are not interested in purchasing it," Teyla began. "We would like to know why it is in your square."

"It is a small tribute to our god. It is a place of worship and offerings to the Great One so He will bestow upon us the gift of long life or healing."

Teyla and Sheppard exchanged glances.

"I see you two are doubters. Come, walk with me and I will explain the ways of this village to you." Diostro began to walk and the two explorers followed unwillingly, but burning to learn why the villagers were worshiping a wraith.