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"A clean shot, Sheppard," Dex's voice begins to rise as he paces. "That was our chance!" He stops, "I thought you said that you wouldn't let it get in the way."

John holsters his gun and walks towards the parking stop, kneeling he motions Dex over to him. "It didn't. I saw Teyla drop something over here when Rodney and I pulled in. And then I realized what it was."

"What is it?" Ronon has knelt down next to him and his brow furrows as he studies the markings. "I don't get it."

"Teyla, Ford, and I had this thing," John begins. "When they first went under we came up with a way to communicate with one another."

Ronon looks confused. "You weren't part of that operation."

"No, I wasn't. But it didn't stop them from feeding me information. How do you think my team made some of the arrests that they did?"

Ronon shakes his head and gives a grim smile. "And I thought you guys were just getting lucky."

"That's what we wanted you to think." John points at the symbols, "You know what this means?"

"That you guys were crazy for actually coming up with your own language."

John ignores the comment. "She wants us to follow them."

"Yeah, because she was kidnapped by a sociopath and didn't think that we'd show up before he took off with her again."

"No," Sheppard shakes his head. "It's not that. She wanted us to let them get in that SUV." John stands. "They sent him into the PD and we took them down before he could ever make his move. So why take the drugs now."

"Because whoever was left managed to pull themselves together."

"And Michael's going to take us straight to them."

Ronon looks to Rodney who was standing at the car. "You got a way to track them?"

"Yes," Rodney nods. "I do."

"Good." Ronon pauses on his way back to his vehicle. "You okay with this, Sheppard?"

He's not. Not really. But that's not what matters. What matters is that Aidan Ford had died because of the Wraith. That Teyla could never get back to who she was before the undercover operation. So no, he's not okay with it, but he knows what has to be done. "It's pretty much our only option," John says. "McKay, radio Lorne and give him the coordinates."