"Do you perceive me as a demon as well?" Teyla asked, apprehensively.

"Why would you ask that?" Rhonda asked.

"Because the Wraith experimented on my ancestors. They added some Wraith DNA to them."

"We've been around you for days, Teyla. We haven't felt anything. Whatever bit of you comes from them, it is so tiny, we can't sense it. You feel and smell human to us. Even if you didn't, we've learned, not everything that comes out the rifts wants to eat us. About 95% do, but the rest? Just want to be left alone. You're not a demon." Xander told her.

They could scent her relief and AG 1s protectiveness.

Several Wraith appeared in front of the holding cell, all but one carrying stunners. They weren't taking any chances apparently.

"AG 1. Your reputation proceeds you."

"Isn't it nice when your enemies fear you?" Xander joked.

"Well that depends." Sheppard said. "Because it also seems to mean they keep uping the challenge to escape."

"True. But then, I like a challenge. I mean, just look at who I married."

"Why do you smell different, human?"

"I smell? I swear I took a shower this morning." Xander answered.

"The Queen wishes to see you."

"Sorry, I already have a Queen and am not in the market for a new one. And if I was, my Queen would eviscerate me."

"He's right, I would."

"You're acceptance is not necessary." As the guards shot them with the stunners. AG 1 was completely knocked out, but the Pack and Faith were more temporarily paralyzed. They felt themselves being carried thru the ship, as they passed a room they scented their own scent, which meant their belongings were in that room. Good, now they knew where to find them. They were unceremoniously dropped on the floor of a room. A type of throne sat at one end. A figure dressed in an rather dramatic dress sat on it. She had red hair cascading down her back and slits in her cheeks. She was fairly well endowed as well. Oh well, still a craptastic idiot. Xander's strategy was still basically the same. Piss off the enemy so they focused on him, rather then his Pack and Faith, while his people prepared to make their move. It was a strategy that hadn't failed them yet.

The Queen stood and moved rather gracefully towards them. As he felt sensation return to his limbs, Xander stood up and faced her.

"You recover quickly, human. Why do you and some of your group smell different than other humans?"

"Sorry, those are my secrets. Not for skanky bitches."

"I will find out, human."

"You know, technically speaking, you're part human. And part demon."

"The humans calls us demons, yes. What of it? The Ancients called us daemona araitis. Humans mimic their betters."

"Their betters. That's a good one." Xander could scent his Pack recovering as well and hear AG 1's heartbeats as they too, began to stir. He just had to look for an opportunity. After all these years together, his Pack and Faith could all but read each other's minds. He knew AG 1 operated similarly. Sheppard's strategy was probably similar to his. They would move when they saw the chance.

He felt the Queen probing at his mind. He'd been warned the Queens, at least, had psychic ability. Telepathy. Well, to a certain extant, so did he. He resisted her intrusions easily.

"Told you." He murmured. "My secrets."

She hissed. "You're resistance is greater then even Colonel Sheppard's. But I am stronger."

Xander smiled cockily. "Bring it, you craptastic bitch."

She pushed harder with her mind and he resisted.

As Sheppard came to, he saw Xander and the Queen talking. He realized Xander was working to keep the Queen's focus on him. A strategy he definitely understood. He glanced at his team and saw them stirring as well. The Pack were on alert, he could tell from their slight tenseness. With barely perceptible movements of his fingers, he gave instructions to his people. Hold. Be ready. They watched as Xander continued to deal with the Wraith Queen.

"You're beginning to bore me." Xander said. "Is that all you're going to do? Try to probe my mind? Trust me, you're not getting in. I am more than your tiny mind could ever imagine."

Wraith seem to anger easily, like the Gou'ld. But then they're not really used to an enemy that can meet them on a level playing field. Her feeding hand struck out, fast. Just as fast, Xander caught her wrist with his left hand. "No, means no, bitch." He told her. And slammed his right fist into her face.

And the Pack and Faith were moving. Rhonda head butted the Wraith in front of her. Kyle slammed an elbow into the face of the one next him. Bones crunched in both Wraith. Heidi and Tor both spun in graceful snap kicks to the Wraith behind them. Cordelia delivered a high kick that would have made her counterpart from the other reality, where she'd been cheer captain, proud. Faith leaped up and flipped over the head of a Wraith, kicking it the back of the head.

AG 1 wasn't idle either. Sheppard grabbed a stunner out of a surprised guard's hand and smashed it over his head. Ronan picked up one Wraith and shoved him into another. Teyla moved into her own graceful martial arts form.

Xander grabbed the Wraith Queen and snapped her neck. "Kill them all. We do not need enemy at our back." He ordered. Everyone moved to obey, snapping the necks easily.

They moved to the door of the room, on alert.

"We passed a room back there where our stuff is." Xander said.

"We need our weapons. Lead the way." Sheppard answered.

They found the room easily and grabbed their weapons and packs.

Now all they had to do was escape the Wraith ship. Like most things, easier said, then done.