Puddle-Jumper38 - LOL I did want to go for a slight twist.

Dorothy - Glad you liked them :)

Debbie418uk2 - I don't know how old Jin was. I was thinking around ten. Maybe anywhere between 8 and 12? I'm glad you liked it, I enjoyed writing that one. :)

Jasminesmommy - John's resourceful and brave. What can I say?

AtlantisJoeFan - Here's the next update. I'm glad you like them :)

I only have about 4 chapters left to post (one of which I'm not sure about, because it's definitely not one of my good ones), and then I'm done this story. Thank you all for sticking with me this long, and I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

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(Normal POV)

"Atlantis! This is jumper one, we're coming in hot!"

"Understood, jumper one! Lowering the shied!"

Trying his hardest to keep the jumper steady, John frowned in concentration as it neared the gate. Hitting a button, he retracted the side pods, and guided it in carefully, albeit quickly. Once the jumper passed through the gate, and out the other side, he sighed and sat back as he more slowly took the jumper up to the jumper bay and, well, parked it.

Getting up from his seat, he checked on Teyla, who was sporting an injured arm, and Ronon who'd had a nasty cut on his head. Rodney hadn't even been there, so he was safe at least.

"I am alright." Teyla insisted with a nod as she slowly got up, cradling her arm.

Looking to Ronon quietly, John sighed as he nodded. "Ok, You'd better get to the infirmary and get checked out. I'm not looking forward to this report."

The team split up, and Teyla and Ronon made their way to the infirmary as John made his way to Elizabeth's office for the report of how incredibly wrong that last mission had gone. Part of him briefly wondered how it was Rodney got out of it all, but it fled his mind as he climbed the stairs and saw the expression on her face.

(John's POV)

"Look, I said it's not my fault! How was I supposed to know that drinking the wine before the ladies was a bad thing? They didn't say anything!"

We, that is, Rodney and I, were on a separate mission. Teyla and Ronon were to escort Elizabeth back to the planet we'd fled, along with a second jumper holding Major Lorne's team. Teyla only had a sprained wrist, luckily. Since I was apparently in a lot of trouble there, I'd been reassigned as an escort for Rodney, on a mission to find out what a recently located lab was for.

Rodney rolled his eyes. "It's called observing. You watch, and if others drink, you drink."

"One other guy drank." I tried to point out.

"Oh, please! I was there for the briefing, remember?"

I was trying pretty damn hard to forget.

"That 'guy' was her husband, and the only man allowed to drink before her. Not even the other women are allowed to drink before her, and you're not allowed to drink until after them! I wasn't even there, and I got it."

With a sigh, I held my hand up. "Ok, fine. Let's just drop it, ok?"

Giving me the evil eye, Rodney grinned a moment, and I had a feeling there was no way in hell he'd ever let me live this down. Still, he did drop it for the moment, probably because we'd entered the said lab.

"Well, this is….scary."

The lab was a burned out mess. Scorch marks littered the walls and consoles, and some of the said consoles were torn open. Panels held on by wires, lay hanging limply at the side of the consoles, and wires lay strewn across them wildly, some broken and some cut.

"Yeah, I'll say. Out of all the labs we've found on Atlantis, this is the first one I've seen that looks destroyed from…man-made weapons."

With a nod, I walked over to one of the consoles and pressed a few buttons. Ok, maybe not the smartest thing to do, right? But what harm could it do? The console had been under water for over 10 000 years, there was no power to the lab, and most of these consoles didn't look like they could be salvaged.

"Colonel, please! Don't touch anything! God knows what you'll activate."

"Relax, McKay. There's no power." I pressed a few more buttons, randomly. "See?"

"John, this lab's on an independent power source!"

I stopped pressing things immediately. Turning slowly, I raised an eyebrow. "And you didn't tell me this before because…?"

"I didn't expect you to get all careless…" He paused and seemed to think about it. "Ok, on second thought, you're right. I should have told you this before."

"Wow, did you actually just say I was right?" I frowned as he walked over to another console. "Wait… Why do I have a feeling there was an insult in there, somewhere?"

"Hmm, probably because there was. There!" He pointed to the screen. "This screen is working, and if I'm reading this right, there's a power spike in-" His eyes widened. "John! Get away from there!"

I jumped, trying to do as he asked, but suddenly it felt like I couldn't move. A hot flash went through me, starting at my feet and working it's way to the top of my head, before reversing and going back down to my feet. It wasn't painful, but the feeling of being helpless and unable to move was a little unnerving, at the least.

After a moment, it seemed to fade, and I opened my eyes, since I'd closed them before. "Ow! McKay, what the…?" The first thing I noticed, was that there was a Wraith in the room. "Damn!" I grabbed my P90 and watched as it ducked behind a console. I took that moment to duck behind another. "Where the hell did he come from?!"

There was unintelligible sounds from behind the console it was hiding behind, but that's about all I heard.

"Well, I guess it doesn't matter." I looked around the room, and finally took notice that several consoles were in semi-circle form around the one I was hiding behind. "It's not like you're gonna be here long." Wait… "Oh, crap! Rodney?!" Where the hell did he go??

More unintelligible sounds.

"You know, someone should've taught you how to speak. I don't understand-" I cut it off there, wondering why I was sitting here, trying to talk to a Wraith. "Look, it doesn't matter. Where's McKay?!"

There was silence before more sounds I couldn't identify.

"Fine. Be that way." Rolling out from behind the console, I opened fire, hearing a strange almost high pitched sound from the Wraith, as I did so. Moving quickly, I ducked behind another console, one nearer to the door.

The unintelligible sounds I was hearing before, were now more rapid and higher pitch, as the Wraith refused to come out from behind the console. It confused me. Since when did Wraith hide? And what was with that weird…chatter? Noises?

Tapping my ear piece, I kept an eye on where the Wraith was. "This is Colonel Sheppard, we've got a Wraith in Atlantis!"

For a moment there was silence, and then more strange, unintelligible sounds came over the radio. Feeling my eyes widen, I wondered what happened with that machine. Had I been stunned for some time, and the Wraith took over? Had I been transported to some Alternate reality? Where were my people?!

"Damn it!" Jumping from my place behind the console, I fired more shots at the console, and I think I must have caught the Wraith, if the really high pitched scream was any indication, but I knew that if there was one, there were likely others, and I wouldn't be able to handle this on my own. "This isn't over!" I called as I dashed out of the room.

(Briefing Room, Normal POV)

Elizabeth sat in the tightly secured briefing room with Rodney, Ronon, Carson, Lorne, Teyla and Zelenka around it. "So, you're saying the machine's malfunctioning? It was supposed to…what, exactly?"

Rodney shook his head. "I'm not sure. Look, I think it was meant to connect the user to the mind of a Wraith, in order for them to adapt to thinking like a Wraith. In the end, it was supposed to help in hunting them, I think. The weak failed and were killed by the mental presence of the Wraith, the strong killed the Wraith and went on to become powerful warriors."

Zelenka nodded. "Yes, in theory. But this machine did not send Colonel Sheppard into the mind of a Wraith. No, it is my belief it has somehow…err…. For the lack of a better term, 'brainwashed' him into believing Dr. McKay is a Wraith."

"But not just me." Rodney looked about to make a comment but kept it to himself. "I think it might have altered his mind to seeing us all as Wraith. And I don't think it's a malfunction. By the looks of it, the machine was tampered with. Either by accident, or on purpose, it's meaning there was changed."

"So as long as Colonel Sheppard runs around like this, we're all in danger?"

Both scientists exchanged grim glances before nodding.

"I see. Major, I want you and your team armed with stunners. You are also to take two extra teams of marines, and with Teyla and Ronon's help, I want you to locate Colonel Sheppard immediately. Do not hesitate to stun him the moment you lay eyes on him. He's got a P90, and if Rodney's right, he'll see Wraith, and not you." Elizabeth's eyes were worried and she stared at Rodney a moment. "Can you fix this?"

"Hum, yes, I think so. I just need time to check out how badly this machine's been tampered with. Oh! And don't try talking to Sheppard, either. I tried that, and he basically told me he didn't understand. Who or whatever messed with this machine, didn't do a thorough job. They made sure he wouldn't be able to understand speech at all."

"Alright. I want you and Zelenka to look into this, and Major, I want a security detail on them at all times." Standing, Elizabeth sighed. "Dismissed."

Everyone exchanged worried glances before quickly making their ways to their destinations.

(Another Part of Atlantis, John's POV)

"How the hell did all these Wraith get in Atlantis?!" Frowning, I tried to concentrate as I walked briskly down the hall. It was difficult, I had a migraine, and I felt like death warmed over. "One moment I'm in the room with Rodney, the next he's gone and there's a Wraith there."

Tapping my radio, I listened in on the other conversations, trying to see if I could pick up on anything, or at least, hopefully, hear from one of the others. There was nothing but static and tons of intelligible sounds. Some were louder than others, and if I really concentrated, they almost sounded like voices, speaking, but I couldn't make anything out.

Finally, I gave up listening and turned the radio off. "I guess I'll have to find them the old fashioned way." Checking my P90, I made sure I was fully loaded and walked off down the hall.

It didn't seem like long after I left when I ran into the first group of Wraith. They were carrying our weapons, strangely enough, and the moment they saw me, they raised stunners.

Stunners? Dodging behind a corner, I waited until the firing ceased and leaned out quickly, firing a barrage of bullets at them. One was hit in the side, and fell with a scream, and the others ducked behind a corner of their own. This is so weird. All of this, it all seems so wrong. Wraith that don't speak? That appeared out of nowhere, and carry our weapons? And where the hell are my people?!

I'd ducked behind the corner but peeked out and frowned when I saw one of the Wraith darting out to carefully drag it's downed companion around the corner. There was something you didn't normally see. When a Wraith went down, the others rarely cared.

Hearing a sound behind me, I spun and fired automatically, watching two more Wraith go down before a bright flash and a stinging that soared through my body. Everything went numb quickly, and as I fell, I watched the Wraith approach cautiously. As everything faded, I caught sight of one of them tapping something at their ear.

(A Little later)

I had no idea how long I was out cold. I still couldn't believe I'd been shot with one of our own stunners. As I came to, I heard a familiar sound.

"Colonel Sheppard?"

Carson? Opening my eyes, I looked around, and wanted to laugh in relief as everything cleared and I saw my friends standing around me. "Guys?"

My team, Elizabeth, Zelenka and Carson all stood around my bed, and I realized I was in the infirmary.

"Welcome back, Colonel. How are you feeling?"

"I'll feel better when I find out what the hell happened." Seeing Rodney, I raised an eyebrow. "What happened? One minute I'm in the room with you, the next Atlantis has practically been overrun with Wraith."

"No, there were never any Wraith." Frowning, he looked at his computer tablet before looking back up. "The machine you activated had been tampered with and I managed to find out-"

"With my help!"

Glaring a little at Radek, Rodney nodded. "Yes, yes, with his help. We managed to find that it had been altered to make you believe that everyone around you was a Wraith. In essence, make you a killing machine. It messed with you head so that we couldn't talk to you, or help you figure out what had happened." Staring at me, he frowned and his eyes narrowed. "You attacked me."

I felt my eyes widen. "I thought I was attacking a Wraith!"

"You shot at me!" He looked himself over and his eyes lingered on his arm. "You hit me!" The bandage on his arm said more than enough, but being McKay, he still seemed to think he had to point out the obvious.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, recalling this from the planet with the Wraith mind altering device, that made us all live out memories and nightmares. "I'm sorry, ok?"

"Hey, you shot at us, too." Ronon put in. "You winged McKay. You hit Lorne in the leg, and you hit Captain Sheldon in the side. They'll be ok."

I don't think my eyes could have gotten any wider. "How many people did I hurt??" For a moment, I paused, trying to recall what happened. "Did I… Did I kill-"

"No." Ronon shook his head. "Just fairly minor wounds."

Nodding, I closed my eyes for a moment before reopening them. "How'd you get me back?"

"We had to create a whole new macro to, uh…" Seeing how blank the looks on a lot of our faces must have been, Rodney shook his head. "Never mind. Basically, we tampered with the tampered machine and managed to reverse it's effects."

"O...k..." I still frowned, recalling as two of the Wraith had gone down. "No one's hurt seriously? Geez, I shot my own people?!"

"John?"

Turning to Elizabeth, I watched as she walked over and leaned down, placing her hand on my shoulder. "Relax. It's not your fault. Listen, I've ordered the machine dismantled so this doesn't happen again. You've been ordered on bed rest for two days."

I stared at her as what she said sunk in. Nodding slowly, I watched as Ronon patted my leg, Rodney waved a little, and Teyla offered a smile, before they left. Zelenka offered me an 'It's good to have you back', before heading out, and Elizabeth grinned a little.

"Is it me, or do you have a bad habit of getting your head messed with and shooting our people?" Smirking a little, she raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry. I've spoken to the others, and they don't blame you, they realize you didn't know it was them. They see it as an accident."

That didn't make me feel any better, but I swore to talk to each of them myself, as soon as I was able to be up and around, and apologize. I even made a mental note to take Maria Sheldon out for dinner some time as a personal apology.

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