A/N: Input, ideas and questions are always welcome.
From above a jumper sank down and parked in front of the gate for O'Neill and Mokar to enter. "I take it you've filled Teal'c in on everything?" asked O'Neill.
"As much as I thought was necessary, he does not need to know of everything that is happening. But I had to give him the same genetic treatment as I gave you, his body was rejecting the substance you gave him. It was the only way to save him from a certain death." Together they walked into the cockpit. "He was more than happy to accept it and get a second chance to kick the Goa'uld to the curb. Even if it will take a few months before we start with that."
"Well then, let's see what luck we have with that shipyard of yours" said O'Neill. He took the controls and the jumper slid through the gate.
On the other side of the gate a gate room identical to that of the Potentia factory waited for them. With a light hand O'Neill moved the jumper over to the control room while Mokar removed one of the Naquadah generators from his bag. With the jumper parked O'Neill extended the shield outwards through the control room, then they stepped out and into the control room.
The control room had the console which controlled the inflow aimed towards the gate and in front of a smashed window two other consoles stood, one with a cracked screen. "Looks like you could use a house cleaner here." While O'Neill looked out through the window Mokar changed the drained Potentia for the generator. As soon as the generator powered up, a forcefield covered up the broken window and the ventilation system begun to pump fresh air into the room.
"Most of our facilities could use a cleaning O'Neill, but first they need to be restored to working order." After putting the drained potentia in his bag Mokar picked on the gate console. "See what you can find on the consoles, they should let you access the drydocks."
"Where are we really?" O'Neill asked when the console with an intact screen powered up. But his focus was not on it but on the other side of the broken window where a light blue star covered most of the visible space, a single black dot contrasted against its surface. Stretching out on both sides and looping behind the star were two unbroken lines of asteroids.
"We are in the Athyl system, it is the one place where there is still have a working DHD inside a shipyard. The shipyard is spread out into the asteroid belt to hide it, each module is powered by a potentia and it uses a transport system similar to that of Atlantis."
"Well then lets see what Athyl has for us." He dove into the information on the console for a minute. "So if I'm reading this right then sections one through five were building Eulogates."
"Fighters, automated of course."
"Right, well at least twenty seems to have been placed in storage."
"It's a start. Continue."
"Section six built Necits, seven built Nerands and eight through ten build something called a Thrameus. Nothing in storage."
"It's a shame. We could have used some capital ships." "We will have to see if those Eulogates are still in storage."
"Lead the way."
"Take the jumper, the transports will not work as long as only this facility is powered. Still it should send the waypoints to the jumper."
"Where is the way out then?"
"Through the roof."
With a loud bang a drone blew a hole in the roof and Mokar watched the jumper rise out of the room. Sighting quietly he begun a complete system diagnostic.
"General O'Neill, I didn't think we'd see you out here" Lorne said as they returned from the shipyard.
"And I didn't think I'd have to come and rescue Atlantis by myself" O'Neill said with a laugh. A rather large group of people had been gathered in the gate room and on the small balcony above Teal'c was standing guard.
"Sorry about that Sir, they got the drop on us and managed to use the shield to stun us like Michael did with the jumper."
"Yes, yes, most likely they copied the design and put it straight into the shield of the 304s." Zelenka pushed himself past Lorne. "Rodney and I did some research about how to do that should we ever need to."
"How many did you find Teal'c?" O'Neill shouted up to his friend.
"Thirty four. The Goa'uld managed to kill some before we could save them."
"The junior staff has been returned to Earth Sir, guess they thought the rest of us too dangerous to let go" Lorne informed.
"We will have them back here soon enough Lorne." O'Neill climbed up the stairs with Mokar and turned to face the crowd. "Here's the deal, this is Mokar. Everyone say hello and wave. He's the reason we pulled your collective ass out of the fire so if he orders you to do something you do it as if it was an order coming straight from me, no goofing around people, you can do that after we get Earth back. When that time has come you can return home or you can come with us but until then you are all forcefully recruited and if you do resist we will put you in a cell."
"Thank you General O'Neill" Mokar said and motioned for him to stand back. "As I've understood it there are many warriors and scientists among you. Your skills will be appreciated and utilised as best we can, you will most likely have to learn many new things, but I promise you knowledge of the universe. Everyone else will be used as best we can.
At the moment we have two main projects, a team of engineers will need to start repairs to the two ships, I want a list of everything you will need to repair them, by the end of the day. If you think a system should be replaced rather than repaired I will need to know about it right away.
The second is the repairs to this city. She has suffered great damage both under the rule of the Lanteans and the time you have spent here. Still, given the things you had at your disposal I am happy to see that it has fared as good as it has. Still many of the secondary systems have been damaged and I would like the other engineers to compile a list of things you will need to restore things to full functionality.
We will bring the city back to Alterran standards so I will upload the original schematics of the city to the database rather than the current ones which contains changes and alterations made by the Lanteans. Still if you find something you believe we should keep I will consider your request. As for the rest of you, go back to normal duties and your superiors will inform you of any changes."
"How's it going?" Sheppard asked as he walked into the Alterran lab McKay had dedicated to the transfer of Wier's consciousness.
"Badly, one week and I haven't even been able to separate her mind from the Asuran programming" McKay replied. He was sitting next to the table where Weir's Asuran body was positioned.
"Does the fact that Earth will be invaded by the Jaffa and possibly destroyed by the Goa'uld help?" Sheppard joked.
McKay sighted. "Not really." Next to him one of the machines puked out sparks and set a chair on fire.
"Time to ask our Ancient for help?" While they talked the fire suppression system used a forcefield to suffocate the fire. It had been one of the first things Mokar had made sure to have repaired with the limited personnel available.
"No, I just need a little more time" McKay said and emptied the cup of Alterran coffee. It was not as good as the coffee native to Terra, but it packed a hell of a lot more of a punch, a cup had kept him up for just over three days. "What's the military doing by the way?"
Sheppard pulled up his shirt to reveal black and blue spot just below his ribs."I just finished up a training session in Alterran basic tactics and I would much rather play paintball with Ronon."
At the mention of the name both men's mod hit the floor. "Any news about them?"
Sheppard simply shook his head. "No, but we've only gone through sixty of the planets they dialled while they were in control."
"And no signs of the Athosians?"
"Nothing."
On the other side of the lab a door opened and Mokar stepped through. "There you are, I was looking for the both of you. How's the transfer going?"
With a flick of his wrist McKay closed the screen. "I just need to sort out a bug with the neural buffer and make sure the quantum portraying works as it should."
"He's got no clue" Sheppard said with a laugh.
"I can hear that myself. Neither of those are used in the transfer."
"Look, I just need a little more time."
"We might have the time, but Terra does not." With one hand Mokar placed a button shaped device on either side of her head. "I will take over from here McKay, go with Sheppard. O'Neill is in need of an escort and someone who can pull a diagnostic from Lantean systems."
"Where are we going?"
"A Lantean production facility which seems to have survived the war, I want it up and running if possible. Otherwise we will have to scavenge what we can from it and destroy the remains."
Sheppard frowned. "I thought you said everything was destroyed in the war Rodney?"
"The database claimed so" Rodney said defensively.
"The Lanteans seems to have added a list of all destroyed facilities to their database, there is a far longer list in the Alterran database. It is mostly the same there too, but I have managed to pinpoint a few which seem to have survived."
McKay's jaw dropped. "There's more in there?"
"Yes. Certains things which only the Alterra needed to know. And you are not allowed to look through it." An ice cold gaze told McKay not to debate it. "Now get moving, they are waiting for you." With reluctant steps McKay walked away while Sheppard lit up at the thought of having something to do.
When he was alone Mokar touched the stretcher between Weir and the table which slowly rose to follow him. It would not fit inside the transporters so he touched the communications badge attached to his shirt and had one of the ships transport him and the stretcher down to the edge between Lantean and Alterran territory. As it were the Tau'ri had managed to get into the Lantean area but he had fixed that, now only Teal'c and O'Neill could get there and further down into the bowels of the city only he could get.
It was into the deepest parts of the Alterran section he made his way. As he walked the design of the corridors changed slightly and when he reached the lab he had readied many days earlier he could see the patterns and colours they had used when they fled from Freya, their original home galaxy. The walls around him and the lab itself was just as old as the design, even if it had been repurposed many times over the millennia the walls were still the same as the day Atlantis had risen from Ortus Mallum. Luckily the lab had been equipped with the latest Alterran equipment, which was a few million years old but still the best.
Along one wall a growing tube of grey-blue metal sat. From it cables and hoses wound their way into adjacent rooms. Along the upper third of the tube a glass cover allowed visual checks on the subject. The Alterra had more or less revered these halls and despite their need to have as much as possible hidden they had refused to destroy these old walls to hide their technology. So much of the original ship had been retained that it was essentially a ship within the city-ship, if needed they could use the ship after the city was destroyed.
The tube was not what he headed for though, it was the stasis pod with the freshly grown body of Elizabeth Weir in her thirties. He had already attached the same button shaped device to its head while he moved it from the tank to the pod. While all organs functioned as they should the brain would not send any signals and the stasis pod was needed to keep the body from dying.
As the stretcher moved over to him he prepare the second stasis pod in the room for the Asuran body, it was not a real body so he needed to change the configuration slightly.
On the other side of the lab a door opened and the scientist Mokar had brought down to repair the equipment stepped out. "I think we're ready to proceed" she said as he walked over to one of the consoles in the room.
"Good. I have calibrated the stasis field to keep the Asuran in the same state it is already in." He heaved the Asuran into the pod and activated it, sealing it inside.
"Standing by to activate."
With a nod Mokar gave his permission. She pressed a series of buttons and a second later the first pod shut down and Weir feel into Mokar's arms. "Elizabeth. Relax and let your instincts take over."
For several minutes all three stood there in silence, Mokar holding Weir and the scientist monitoring her status from the console just in case, then she spoke. "Where am I? Who are you?"
"You are in Atlantis Elizabeth, among friends. My name is Mokar" he said calmly.
To Mokar's surprise Weir pressed herself away from him and steadied herself against the wall. "Is that you Ellen?"
The surprise that sounded in Weir's voice was reflected in both of the ladies faces. "Yes Mam, did not think you would recognise me."
A short chuckle escaped her throat. "I hand picked everyone of you for this expedition, I couldn't forget a single one of you if I tried too."
"There is much you have missed, but time is short. As we speak we are preparing the troops we have for an invasion or rather a reclamation" said Mokar while he shut down the equipment and remove the button shaped devices from Weir's head. "General O'Neill left an information packet for you in your old office, I suggest you go through it."
"I will help her back to the office." Ellen offered.
Mokar nodded and drove them out of the lab. "Go, we are on the clock, there is still time, but we do not have long and I want her on Terra as soon as she is able."
"It'll take me a few hours to crack the encryption" McKay said. He had powered up the console and watched the Ancient text running down the screen.
"Or you follow the instructions on the screen" O'Neill said. He tapped the screen and it changed to show a diagram of the facility.
McKay just stood there baffled. "How did you do that?"
"I followed the instructions. It asked for credentials and I input them" O'Neill explained with a shrug of the shoulders and a smile on his lips. "Mokar gave me and Teal'c one each so he can keep track of our screw ups."
"Then what do you need me for?" McKay complained.
"We can access the consoles, but I don't know how to search through the system."
"Fine, just step back and I'll figure it out." He became quiet for only half a minute before he opened his mouth again. "It's a drone plant."
"You mean like drone weapons?" Sheppard asked in excitement.
"What else could I mean? We could fill up Atlantis twice over with the racks in the storage."
"Good, come on, we have a few more places to visit, we'll need a jumper for the rest."
"General, this is a great find" Sheppard said as they walked towards the gate.
"And we'll be sure to use it, but Mokar gave us plenty of addresses to check out and we only have six hours before the assault."