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Chapter 11: Determined

Ronon moved cautiously, swinging the two short staves in downward arcs and brought them together before he pulled them up towards him. He released a breath and then breathed in deeply before he began a series of fast-paced movements and flowing strikes.

He stretched his muscles to the end of its limits and when he felt the first twinge of pain, he pulled them a little further and when the pain flashed through him, he pulled back to release the pain.

He continued at a less rapid pace of thrusting, slashing and quick footwork. He focused on his skills and not on the pain of his injuries.

He tried to avoid the pain that would shake his torso as though he had been hit by a war hammer but every few moments of exertion, he felt that hammer strike him.

He turned slightly and saw that Teyla has entered the room. "You have improved," Teyla said as she crossed her arms and nodded her head in approval.

"Yes, I have," Ronon replied as he carefully lowered the two staves so that they were pointing downward.

"What's wrong, Teyla?" Ronon asked seeing the troubled shadows in Teyla's eyes.

"I do not trust Sky. There is something about her that is not right and I fear that she will harm Sheppard."

"Maybe she is hiding something?" Ronon suggested having had that feeling ever since Sky had awakened.

"Yes, that may be it," Teyla nodded her head slowly. "I just can't believe that she hasn't remembered anything about her past."

"We won't know until she tells us which I don't believe is going to be anytime soon."

Teyla nodded her head but the great look of concern remained in her eyes.

"Would you like to spar?" Ronon asked hoping that it would give Teyla some time to release her pent up emotions.

"You are injured and it wouldn't be a fair sparring match. When you are healed enough, I shall take you on that offer."

Ronon nodded his head accepting the decision to have the match later. He watched Teyla leave the room and decided he had done enough training for the day.

Dr. Weir entered the secret lab and wasn't surprised to see that McKay and Taylor were arguing. She had hoped that the two scientists would have learned to work together and not spend precious time arguing.

Dr. Weir cleared her throat three times before they noticed that she was standing in the lab.

"Ah, Dr. Weir, perfect timing as usual," McKay said as he plastered a smile on his face.

Dr. Weir looked at McKay and knew by the way that he nervously shuffled some of his notes that he hadn't been prepared to give her any information, if he had found anything useful. Dr. Weir turned and looked at Dr. Taylor.

"I've found something quite interesting Dr. Weir," Dr. Taylor said excitedly as she rose from her chair.

Dr. Weir hoped that McKay wouldn't interrupt as she addressed Dr. Taylor. "What is it?"

"It's a gate address," Taylor said pointing at the computer screen that had the address.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Taylor, how exactly is that interesting?" McKay asked with a snort.

Dr. Taylor ignored McKay and focused on Dr. Weir. "The gate address is not listed in the Ancient database."

"There may be several that are not," Dr. Weir pointed out.

"Yes, ma'am, that is true, but I going to this address may lead us to finding the answers to our questions about why this one wasn't in the database and our questions about Sky."

"Maybe it wasn't in the database because it is too dangerous or that the planet is inhabitable. Did you ever think of that, Dr. Taylor?"

"Yes, Dr. McKay," Taylor said venomously before she turned to speak to Dr. Weir in a more pleasant and respectful tone. "I believe it would still be beneficial to send a MALP to the planet. Then, we shall know why this particular planet wasn't included in the database."

Dr. Weir considered for a few moments if the benefits of such a mission would outweigh the risks involved. She had made several difficult decisions since they had arrived in Atlantis and even before when she had led Stargate Command.

"Very well, I'll let the gate room know the address and have the MALP prepared. I'll alert Sheppard, Teyla, Colonel Yates and his team. Dr. McKay, everyone shall meet in the conference room in two hours to discuss the mission."

Dr. Weir raised her hand to silence Dr. McKay's complaints. "That will be all."

As Dr. Weir left the room, she couldn't stop the hundreds of questions that entered her mind. She hoped that this decision would not lead to a disaster.

Sheppard watched as Sky walked around seeming as though she was not merely looking at his meager possessions, but into a different room. He admired her graceful strides and her black hair that always seemed to have a tinge of blue within its shiny tresses. He snapped back to reality and wondered if he had fallen for Sky.

"I wish to go with you," Sky said pulling Sheppard out of his thoughts and back into the room.

He wondered if he should have even mentioned the gate address that Dr. Taylor had found, but he knew that he couldn't have kept something like that from Sky. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?" Sky asked her eyes focused intently onto Sheppard as though she expected to see a lighting bolt strike down between them.

Sheppard struggled for a moment to find the right words. "We don't know what is on that planet. You need to stay here."

Sky took a step towards him. "I believe you are going to need my assistance. Ronon will not be going with you."

"No, even though he wants to go, Dr. Weir won't allow it. Colonel Yates and his team are part of the recon, so we'll be able to handle anything that comes our way. We do this kind of thing all of the time."

Sky frowned as apprehension filled her eyes. "I do not feel right having your life and your people's lives put at risk because of me."

"We're going to find you some answers, whether on this planet or another one." Sheppard hoped that he could fulfill his promise to Sky so that she could be whole. He couldn't imagine living life without knowing one's identity.

"Yes, but I can't help fearing what those answers shall be," Sky said with a sigh as she turned away from him.

Sheppard sighed, hoping that he would be able to bring her answers that would help Sky. "Besides, I don't choose who get to go to this planet. It is Dr. Weir who makes the decisions."

Sheppard watched as Sky nodded her head, but he knew that she wasn't going to give up trying to go to the planet. She would be like a hammer pounding on the nail until it was embedded deep into the wood.