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Probably it was time to reassess my situation; listing the pros and cons. Pros; I was alive, Lorne hadn't shot me, and I remembered my name and knew who I was. Cons; Lorne was pointing a gun at my head, Lorne had no idea who I was or who he was, he thought I'd kidnapped him and killed his commanding officer, currently he was not going to believe a word I said. Okay, maybe a list of pros and cons hadn't been so helpful after all.

Maybe I should try talking to him in a low calming voice while keeping eye contact. Or is that how you're supposed to deal with rabid dogs? It probably wouldn't matter at this point, considering the P-90 currently aimed at my head. So I did the only thing I could possible have done in the situation and lied, hoping this deception would be slightly more successful than my last attempt.

"Okay, Lieutenant, You've got me, this is a training simulation and there was an accident. I'm a doctor, I'm just trying to get you out of here." So far the low calming voice wasn't doing much but at least my words seemed to be having some affect. Lorne still looked doubtful enough that the P-90 didn't waver.

"I have credentials, okay? If you'll just let me get them; their in back pocket." He nodded tersely his eyes never leaving my face.

I reached behind me slowly, careful to keep my other hand in sight and raised in a placating manner. Lorne fell for it completely right up to the moment I pulled out the wraith stunner that had been on my belt and shot him. Without the slightest change in expression his eyes rolled up in his head and he dropped onto the ground like a sack of bricks. Well, so much for gaining his trust, but at least I wasn't being threatened with imminent death.

I bent over the unconscious major and checked his pulse, which was thankfully strong and steady, but I knew from old mission reports that he would remain unconscious for some time. I also knew I couldn't afford to stay in the same place until he woke up, and now that I'd been openly hostile towards him there was very little hope he'd wake up in a better mood. Great, now I have to lug your ass back to the Stargate before I try to find Sheppard! That's just what I need!

"Drop it." I'd been so absorbed in my thoughts that I hadn't realized we were no longer alone. Before I could move some unidentifiable weapon pressed itself between my shoulder blades and a cold, unfamiliar voice repeated it's former command. "I said drop it." Obviously referring to my wraith stunner. Great, the threat of imminent death is back.

I really didn't fancy being shot with any kind of weapon, unidentifiable or not, so I dropped the stunner.

"Now get to your feet; slowly," the voice cautioned. I briefly considered elbowing my captor in the gut and running, but chances were he wasn't alone; besides, I glanced at Lorne, I couldn't leave him, even if he was a damned nuisance who obviously thought the same of me. I had little choice but to capitulate and get to my feet.

I was right, my captor was not alone. Five Genii stood a few paces behind him as if uncertain whether to approach, their hands hovered uneasily over their weapons.

I turned slowly, hands raised, and faced the Genii who was currently pointed a weapon that looked very much like on of our nine-mils at me. He narrowed his eyes, studying my face cautiously. "Kanell?"

Kanell? Well who the hell's Kanell? I decided looking confused would be my best course of action.

"Sorry, who are you? I'm not sure what happened." I put a hand to my head and tried to blink uncertainly at him. "I think I hit my head."

His eyes narrowed further. "You were supposed to be here two days ago. Why are you late and what are you doing with an Earth soldier?" I silently thanked my stubbornness that I had refused to wear an Atlantis uniform. Instead I was wearing my tac-vest over a t-shirt and jeans.

"The soldiers from Atlantis attacked me, there was an explosion; then I woke up with this one," I nudged Lorne with the toe of my boot, "pointing a gun at me. I stunned him," I added, trying not to sound smug. In actuality it did provide me with rather alot of pleasure that I'd gotten the drop on Lorne. Apparently the Genii soldier caught the flash of achievement in my eyes too; because he lowered his weapon.

"Come, we'll escort you to meet Sora; she's becoming rather impatient." He motioned to two of his men who dragged Lorne to his feet. "Make sure he stays unconscious, we don't need more trouble." There was a hint of annoyance when he said more trouble and I couldn't help thinking that he had probably met Colonel John Sheppard very recently.

Hopefully, where ever we were going I would be able to find Sheppard and we could get the hell off this planet. But, first, I had convince Sora and her soldiers that I was Kanell, whoever the hell Kanell happened to be.

"So," the apparent leader of this troop of Genii addressed me. "Judging by your presence here the Lucian Alliance has agreed to grant us full support." He raised his eyebrows obviously expecting an answer.

Shit, shit, shit. Of all the people to be mistaken for! Someone from the Lucian Alliance would not have been my first choice.

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