Hi, everyone!

Special thanks to Guest 64 for reviewing again and I will add more John.

Also special thanks to Hero15, PhoenixFire859, and renee .dill .10

Guest 64 guested correctly, the flashback was Sam's. (If you pay attention during the scenes with Sam commanding then you will notice that Captain Dave Kleinman is on her left as the ship navigator and Major Kevin Marks is on her right as pilot and weapons officer.)

Hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, I had never written in that format before.

Sorry for not updating in like a month, I know I said that it would be out in a week, but I was finally able to get over my writer's block for my very first story that I published. So, if your interested chapter 2 and 3 are finally up for 'Stargate: Universe Season 3' (I know it is a very creative title. not.)

So anyway here is the next chapter.

Hope you all enjoy.

And now on with the show.

P.S. I will not be doing the disclaimer stuff anymore after this chapter because contrary to popular believe I'm not very creative with that kind of stuff and you guy probably know by now that if I did own Stargate it would not be canceled.

P.P.S. Have you guys heard about the Stargate Trilogy that's in the making right now? Because I will be keeping you all up to date with everything that happens with it in my profile.

Disclaimer: If you didn't want a sarcastic answer don't ask a foolish question. (By the way the answer is I don't own Stargate.)

"That's great!" Said Weir.

"Wait, why did you specifically say that it doesn't affect humans? Was there a drug that did?" Asked Becket curious.

"Yes, there was." Replied Ronan.

"One of the reasons we came so soon, was to stop the Atlantis expodition from helping with the creation of the drug. The people who have been making the drug are called the Hoffen people. Shepard's team's next mission is to go to that planet. Explained Sam.

"Ok, we'll take it off the mission list." Said Shepard.

"Is there anything else we should know right now?" Asked Weir.

"Yes, there exists a small percentage of humans with a dormant alien gene mixed into their DNA, similar to that of the Ancient gene, but this gene when it comes into contact with a chemical compound called porrus, it activates and gives the person unnatural abilities. The porrus plant supposedly went extinct years ago, but Michael was able to find some and figure out how to arisolize it." I replied.

"I don't understand." She replied.

"When someone who doesn't have the gene comes into contact with the porrus, then they turn into solid rock and... die." I told her, the shock clearly written on all of their faces. "So, when it was time for him to test it, two of his ships were sent to attack the Earth ship 'The George Hammond', which I was comander of at the time. We were able todestroy one of the ships, but the other was able to take out our sheilds and with them down they sent over a missle and go into hyperspace. When the missle hit it started to release a mist so we tryed to close off the area, but the most got out and within seconds it had filled the entire ship. Apperently I was the only one on board to have the gene, so I was the only one to surive. I woke up a week later in the SGC with a new...gift. Michael believed that anyone who had the gene awoken would recive a dangerous gift. a gift that would cause distruction and mayhem, but he was wrong. In the months that followed the Hamond's attack, Michael had released the mist on to many different worlds and we were able to see a pattern with the gifts. Instead of all gifts being inherently bad, it seemed as if they were affected instead by personality. If someone had a overall good personality than they would recive a similar gift to mine. A gift that would help others. While others recived dangerous gifts. But either way for every 10 people who recieve their gift, there are ten-thousand dead." I finished as I began to get lost in thought. I could feel Ronan put his hand on mine, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked up to look at him and saw what I felt.

Pain and sorrow.. for all those we had lost.

Looking away, I saw that Weir was pondering what to say...

Looking aroud the table I could see that they all were.

Ronan squeezed my hand. Obviously tying to comfort me, probably sharing my concerns.

"If you dn't mind me asking, love, what was the ability that you recived?" Carson asked causing me to look away from Ronan again. Luckily it seemed that with the question out there, the others looked like they had stopped pondering what they were going to say and looked up to stair at me and Ronan. Probably just as instreasted in the answer to the question as they were about the chemistry between me and Ronan.

"I'm able to heal other people with my hands." I replied simply.

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