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Chapter 03 <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cTony, give it back to me!\u201d Ziva David growled as her partner held her cell phone out of her reach. \u201cGive it to me or I will break your neck!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Special Agent Jethro Gibbs walked up behind Tony DiNozzo and smacked him on the back of his head. He only leveled a look at Tony before continuing on his way to his desk.  Sitting down, Gibbs squinted his eyes to read one of the messages that was left for him while he was away before crumbling it up and throwing it in the garbage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, I don\u2019t like that look…\u201d Tony said. \u201cSee the look on Gibbs\u2019s face, Ziva? What\u2019s up, boss?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat do ya think, DiNozzo?\u201d Gibbs he asked back before turning his cell phone off and throwing it in his desk drawer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, that\u2019s why I\u2019m asking,\u201d Tony rolled his eyes and sat down behind his desk. \u201cBut if I have to make a guess, Abby hasn\u2019t stopped looking for aliens.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At his desk, McGee started to cough and tried to sneak away from the area before falling victim to more jokes about his off duty interests.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMcSpaceman!\u201d Tony called out. \u201cIt was your job to convince Abby that there\u2019s no such thing as aliens!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHave you ever tried talking to a brick wall?\u201d Timothy McGee sighed. \u201cI\u2019ve even tried to sabotage her computer, as in trying to lock her out from doing certain things, but she always finds a way around it.\u201d He shrugged. \u201cBesides, she\u2019s focusing on conspiracy theories now, about missing or killed in action Marines <\/s>where there\u2019s no official record of them ever being deployed outside the States.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This caught Gibbs\u2019s attention and he raised his head. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, at first she… well… we, thought that they were black ops Marines, and that our clearance would be too low to find out about it, but sometimes it just seemed as if they disappeared into thin air, no paper trails, no usage of credit cards, just POOF.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked at McGee. \u201cWere any of these people reported missing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, that\u2019s the weirdest thing,\u201d Tim replied and slowly sat down again. \u201cAnd it\u2019s not just Marines, it\u2019s Air Force as well.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva raised an eyebrow and shook her head. \u201cThat doesn\u2019t mean anything. We just can\u2019t start looking into conspiracy theories when there are no reports filed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, Abby likes to do these things while she waits for her machines to be done, or when she\u2019s bored and doesn\u2019t have anything to process.\u201d Tim shrugged. \u201cIt\u2019s not like she\u2019s hacking into things.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut you are, aren\u2019t you, tiny Tim?\u201d Tony grinned. \u201cYou never get caught!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUntil now,\u201d Vance\u2019s voice sounded; He was just as sneaky as Gibbs. \u201cIt has to stop,\u201d he said, crossing his arms over his chest. \u201cAs I\u2019ve already informed Miss Sciuto, but thanks to your unsanctioned digging into things that are classified, your computers will be taken away and will be replaced.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

SecNav had come down hard on him, for letting his agents and people roam loose like that, not knowing that Vance had no idea what they were talking about. \u201cYou have no idea how embarrassing it is when you get confronted by things that your agents are doing right under your nose.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDirector, aren\u2019t you over-reacting?\u201d Gibbs said, amused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAgent Gibbs, you have no idea what kind of deep shit you\u2019re all in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWait, ALL of us?\u201d McGee asked, shocked. \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony shook his head. \u201cAll for one, and one for all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThanks to your poking, Homeland Sec-\u201d The sound of the elevator made Vance turn around to face the people walking in. \u201cAh, I\u2019ll let them explain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva turned in her seat to see what was going on. She was confused at what the issue was other than the fact she knew that McGee\u2019s hacking was wrong. What was intriguing was the fact that his attempt stirred such a strong reaction from Director Vance. Two men walked out and for some reason, as Tony would put it, triggered her \u2018spidey sense\u2019 of people who could be extremely dangerous. Especially the one.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Back at the SGC, John hadn\u2019t asked for this, he knew nothing really about the computers on Earth, despite having been back for a year now.  He and Teyla didn\u2019t have a computer, nor a laptop, mostly because John was afraid that it could be used to spy on them. He was certain that this was a test from General Landry, to see how he\u2019d react or something, and he was happy to oblige. Plus it took him out of Colorado Springs for a while.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla had stayed home, as John was accompanied by Ronon for this – hopefully – short trip to Washington. All he needed to do was copy the hard drives and wipe them clean with a single device that had been given to him by Landry. In and out again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It also meant that he had to wear his dress blues again, and Ronon had made fun of him on their way to the Navy yard from their hotel. \u201cYou look like a monkey in a monkey suit,\u201d he had laughed. \u201cYou could have at least cut your hair a little.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John had shrugged at that. His hair was fine and he knew that Ronon was just pushing his buttons. But so far, so good. Landry had sought contact with the NCIS director and gave him<\/p>\n\n\n\n

the heads up that his people were coming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had kept his sunglasses on his head because the NCIS building was so strangely lit, but he knew he had to take them off once they\u2019d stepped out of the elevator as he wasn\u2019t, and wouldn\u2019t be, one of those people who wore sunglasses inside a building.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was just him and Ronon on a mission, and it felt good. Until he walked into the bullpen and saw the director talking to the team that had created a mess for themselves by digging into the lives of enlisted personnel of the SGC.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon muttered, \u201cOh, crap,\u201d when his eyes fell on the woman who looked exactly<\/em> like his Elsa Gutierrez, the woman his friend had spent the last few months grieving for.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDirector Vance?\u201d he asked in his Colonel voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes,\u201d replied the man in the middle of the group. \u201cI\u2019m Vance.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m Colonel John Sheppard, this is specialist Ronon Dex,\u201d he introduced them. \u201cI believe you\u2019ve spoken to General Landry?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTheir computers are all yours,\u201d Vance nodded, knowing that there wasn\u2019t anything he could do about it despite the furious faces of Gibbs and his team. \u201cThey were about to tell me that it won\u2019t happen again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, it won\u2019t.\u201d John said, knowing that computer techs were already working on fixing the holes that this team had put in their firewalls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAgent David will escort you down to the lab once you\u2019re done in here,\u201d Vance added nodding to where Ziva sat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John hadn\u2019t paid attention to anyone except for the Director, because he knew he needed to focus and any distraction would likely cause him to fail whatever plans Landry had for him. Turning around, his eyes fell on a petite brunette. His mouth fell open slightly and color noticeably drained from his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou okay, Colonel? You look like you just saw a ghost,\u201d DiNozzo said as he stood from his desk. \u201cSpecial Agent Anthony DiNozzo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHuh? Oh, yeah, I\u2019m fine,\u201d John muttered after Ronon elbowed him hard in the ribs and growled lowly in warning. He decided to give the device to Ronon, as Landry had explained how it worked to them both, and Ronon walked over to Agent DiNozzo\u2019s desk to access his computer. It would copy the drive and then wipe it clean as a whistle, according to the General. All John wanted now was to get out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shaking his head clear, he went over to the one agent\u2019s desk and started as the team stood and waited in the middle of the floor whispering amongst themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t shoot the messenger,\u201d John said as he looked at Ronon doing his job while he had his hands in his pockets to stop them from visibly shaking. \u201cBut this is what you get from sticking your noses where they don\u2019t belong.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Marines that disappeared worked for you. Don\u2019t you feel their families deserve solace?\u201d Gibbs asked, staring him down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTheir families are taken care of,\u201d John replied simply, and then swallowed hard as reality was pounding at the gates and demanding to be let in, but he wouldn\u2019t let it. \u201cThe Marines knew what they were getting themselves into, it\u2019s not as if we kidnapped them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSheppard…\u201d Ronon warned him and John shook his head, telling him that it was okay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHowever, we should be thankful to you guys,\u201d he smirked. \u201cOur techs didn\u2019t know that their firewalls were outdated.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

McGee shook his head. \u201cI wouldn\u2019t say that. It was rather difficult actually. Abby spent the last, oh, I don\u2019t know, year trying to find out \u2026\u201d He was silenced with a firm slap to the back of his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John signalled Ronon to go for McGee\u2019s computer next, and kept his eyes anywhere but on that woman who looked just like Elsa. She looked so much like her that it was hard to stay focused with her around. \u201cOnce we\u2019re done here, and in your lab, our techs will review the data and advise Homeland Security and SecNav on further proceedings,\u201d John said. \u201cWhich could mean that someone might end up watching over your shoulders for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI get the impression that you\u2019re trying to cover up something,\u201d DiNozzo said, narrowing his eyes. \u201cLike the aliens at Area 51.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh, if only they knew, <\/em>John thought. \u201cThere\u2019s no such thing as aliens, Agent – I forgot your name,\u201d John replied as Ronon laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDiNozzo,\u201d said Tony.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think he cares, Tony,\u201d McGee answered, eyeing Ronon and the device he used on his computer. \u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cClassified.\u201d Ronon replied. \u201cEyes forward.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs realized that McGee had gotten them in big trouble this time, and looking at the Colonel and his specialist<\/em> that looked like a killer<\/em>, he guessed they weren\u2019t dealing with just Homeland Security. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon finished up with the other two computers before he looked back at his friend. John scratched at the back of his head as he avoided looking at the woman when he spoke. \u201cUhh, the lab?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva narrowed her eyes before getting a nod from Gibbs. \u201cThis way,\u201d she said as she led them to the elevator, while her boss turned to head upstairs to talk to Vance as expected. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s totally empty!\u201d McGee cried out. \u201cThey wiped the entire drive!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sheppard looked up at his buddy, who was grinning almost gleefully. \u201cYou could have left them solitaire, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon waved the device in the air. \u201cThe other one at the hotel has those settings, this one was the prototype,\u201d he shrugged with a smile on his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva watched the two men, strangers, visitors… as she stood behind them in the elevator. \u201cYou do not work for Homeland Security, do you?\u201d she asked in a knowing tone. Mossad training was still very much a part of her in many ways and each agency had a certain feel<\/em>. These men were more…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot directly, no.\u201d Ronon replied. \u201cWhat\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at them for a moment. \u201cZiva David.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRonon,\u201d John warned and took a deep breath when the elevator opened. They walked out to allow the woman to lead the way but within steps of the door, John was nearly blinded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon took Sheppard\u2019s arm for a minute to make sure he wasn\u2019t bumping into things, since the lights were brighter in this hallway for some stupid reason. \u201cCareful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSomething wrong?\u201d Ziva asked, looking back with curiosity and some concern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John kept quiet and so did Ronon as he motioned for Agent David to lead the way to the lab.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Upon Entering, they found a punky, dark-haired woman that didn\u2019t look particularly happy. There was music blasting in the brightly lit room that nearly stopped Sheppard dead in his tracks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCan you kill the music and lights some?\u201d Ronon asked, shoving John back out into the hallway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo,\u201d the woman responded. \u201cIf you want something, then go and get it but I will not<\/em> let you tell me what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John chuckled as he rubbed his eyes. \u201cGood luck, Ronon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Satedan looked back at him before turning back to the woman. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva stepped defensively in front of Abby and looked up at Ronon with an expression that reminded him of Teyla when she was pissed off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Backing down some, Ronon waved back to the door. \u201cPlease?\u201d he asked, hating having to play nice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Abby saw the man was clearly in pain and frowned. \u201cFine. You do know that this doesn\u2019t help your credibility about everything. Cover-ups and all…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon shrugged as he started to work on the computer of the woman who looked too old for pigtails. \u201cYou should be glad that you\u2019re not being locked up,\u201d he responded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRonon!\u201d John warned him from the hall way. \u201cPlay nice<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhatever. Your prisons here are hell of a lot better than some we\u2019ve seen,\u201d he pointed out with a grin as he worked on the few stations in the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once John was sure that he was prepared for the bright lights and noise in the woman\u2019s lab, he walked in and leaned against the door post with a smirk on his face as he watched the tall Satedan work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The woman with the pigtails kept trying to look over his shoulder to see what he was doing. Fortunately, Agent David was out of his sight right now, so that was one less thing to worry about.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon couldn\u2019t help but glance back occasionally at the Elsa look-a-like. What he wouldn\u2019t give to know what his friend was thinking. Reaching down to disconnect the device, Abby noticed the tattoo he had on his arm and bombarded him with questions about it as they went to the section where her desk was to work on the computers there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

McKay had often tried to explain to him that there was a chance that you\u2019d meet your twin one day, and that everyone had a twin or a copy walking around, one way or the other because humans were basically complicated and nature had a funny sense of humor. John had never believed him, of course; it wasn\u2019t scientifically proven and the papers Rodney had showed him were tales of personal experiences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The only time John saw his own twin was his Asuran self, who was literally a copy of him down to his mannerisms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It hurt like hell to just look at Agent David, and so he tried not to, but he couldn\u2019t help being curious.  Agent David carried herself differently than Elsa, like a fighter, like Teyla. He tried to spot other differences in order to tell himself that the universe had a twisted sense of humor, but failed to spot them at the moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva watched the Colonel from across the room, having assured herself that Abby was fine with other guy. She did not believe for anything that he was a computer<\/em> specialist. Fairly certain that her team was already trying to find out who these two really were, she studied them more closely here. \u201cYou are not here willingly,\u201d she pointed out conversationally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John raised his head and looked around briefly before taking a breath and looking at her. He did not answer immediately as he looked back at Ronon. \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTell me something, is all this really necessary? Completely clearing out our computers? I doubt they actually found anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt is nothing personal. You don\u2019t know what kind of information you may have come across, <\/s>information you really do not want to know. I\u2019m just following orders.\u201d  Please shut up! I can\u2019t deal with this<\/em>, John cried in his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva opened her mouth to say something but she knew all too well about following orders. Not just with Mossad and her father, but here too for NCIS. She was under orders to let them have access to the computers. \u201cI doubt that they will give up,\u201d she said quietly. \u201cMcGee and Abby are good people.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI believe that Agent David. I wish that we could just tell the world everything but some things just can\u2019t be shared.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They fell into silence for the next thirty minutes or so until Ronon walked out. \u201cI\u2019m done Sheppard. Can we get pizza?\u201d he asked as he walked right past John to go to the elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure thing, Chewie. Pizza sounds good,\u201d John replied, wanting to get the hell away from the Navy yard and this building and that Agent David. It hurt too much and he was tired of holding back the impulse to run away or freak out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo, you like pepperoni pizza?\u201d Elsa laughed and shook her head. \u201cTypical male.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with pepperoni?\u201d John countered as he stabbed in the piece of meat that was laying on his tray; it was supposed to be beef but it tasted horrible and even barbecue sauce didn\u2019t make it better.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPineapple with extra cheese,\u201d she mused as she licked her lips. \u201cI\u2019d happily disregard the Hippocratic Oath for a pizza like that.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat good, huh?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOrgasmic,\u201d Elsa nodded with a teasing smile on her face. \u201cEspecially from this one place in New York? Ohhhh…\u201d She bit her lip as she looked at him with big eyes. \u201cNow you\u2019ve done it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d he asked impishly.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAll that talk about food… and good food and extremely good chocolate…\u201d she licked her lips. \u201cMade me hungry…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

John pointed at her tray. \u201cYou haven\u2019t even finished your dinner.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t care, I\u2019m hungry.\u201d Elsa had started to run her foot up and down his pant leg, and when she said she was hungry she had gently put her foot in his crotch, which made him look at her in shock.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you serious?\u201d he stammered. \u201cWe agreed to have dinner because we almost spent the entire day…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, what can I say? I\u2019m happy that you have a day off, and I\u2019m a sucker for a good lollipop,\u201d she said innocently. \u201cEither eat that or follow me out of the mess hall,\u201d she told him and got up to leave, wiggling her behind as he followed her out with his eyes.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m in trouble now,\u201d he chuckled to himself, and ran after Elsa.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As soon as they were in the privacy of their hotel room, John just stared at Ronon. Today had been a bizarre day so far, he couldn\u2019t believe that there was a not-Elsa walking around on the planet who looked exactly like her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He believed he handled himself well though, he didn\u2019t freak out (yet) and other than the misfortune of walking around in a very strangely lit building for the first time without knowing that it was so strangely lit, he thought he did okay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWant me to hail the Hammond to beam us out?\u201d Ronon asked worried as he looked at his friend who still looked as if he had seen a ghost. Sure, they were supposed to act like normal Air Force people and catch a flight later that day, as these NCIS people were smart and would probably check them out and follow their every move after leaving the building, but Ronon was worried now, it seemed as his friend had shut down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John shook his head as he sat down on the couch and stared into nothingness, his head in a completely different universe than himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not Beckett or Keller,\u201d John said surprised as he walked into the infirmary, returning home from a mission that hadn\u2019t gone particularly well. This new doctor was petite and appeared to be even more delicate. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a tail and the glare he received for his stupid observation could easily have killed him.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cVery observant you are,\u201d Elsa greeted back with an irritated roll of her eyes. \u201cLose the shirt and pants and get on the bed,\u201d she ordered as she continued to stare into the man\u2019s chart.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d John looked at the doctor and shook his head, \u201cSorry doc, I\u2019m not losing my pants for just anyone, what\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Elsa shrugged. \u201cFine. Doctor Cole! Got one for you!\u201d she called out slamming Sheppard\u2019s medical records closed and started to walk away.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo no no no.\u201d John reached for the doctor to make her stay. \u201cNo, fine, I\u2019ll lose the pants… just…\u201d he winced as he looked at Cole, \u201cDon\u2019t call that sick bastard.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

She raised an eyebrow knowing exactly what he was talking about. \u201cI thought you might see my way. Alright Colonel, you have an intriguing medical record but let us begin with what happened on your most recent mission for this visit.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI got hit in the head by something,\u201d John shrugged. \u201cI\u2019m only here because Carson\u2019s threatened me, that should he find out that I\u2019m walking around with an injury AGAIN, he\u2019d do something I wouldn\u2019t like. You\u2019re lucky, if I hadn\u2019t pushed McKay away you would have had him here instead of me and he wouldn\u2019t stop whining.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI have my methods to shut up patients like him,\u201d the woman said as she because palpating and poking around her patient\u2019s head neck and shoulders. \u201cDoes this hurt?\u201d she asked as she poked an area under his eye that was beginning to bruise a nice combination of mottled green and purple.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a bruise,\u201d John rolled his eyes. \u201cOf course it hurts if you poke at it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Elsa smirked with amusement. \u201cThen you have learned to just shut up and let me work instead of avoiding the inevitable.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhich is?\u201d he mused.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSheppard,\u201d Ronon grabbed him by the shoulder and shook him. \u201cHey.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHuh?\u201d John blinked up to see Ronon standing in front of him with coffee. \u201cSorry… I think zoned out again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYup,\u201d Ronon nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. \u201cWhen is it going to stop?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWho knows?\u201d Ronon handed him a cup of coffee and sat down opposite of his friend, \u201cYou did okay today,\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John shrugged and took a sip of his coffee. \u201cSure, compared to the usual self that I am lately, yes, I did okay today. But please do not tell Teyla about her. She had it hard enough already…\u201d he smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI won\u2019t,\u201d Ronon shrugged. \u201cIt was just weird, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sheppard knew that well enough. \u201cLet\u2019s get some sleep. Landry is supposed to call tomorrow to update us and I just want to sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon looked at the clock, it wasn\u2019t even dinner time yet. \u201cNo, we\u2019re going to catch our flight in a couple of hours, but you can sleep some before we go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John blinked at Ronon and tried to shake the fog out of his head as he put down his cup of coffee and laid down on the couch. \u201cRonon?\u201d he muttered, putting his arms over his eyes. \u201cPlease don\u2019t leave,\u201d No, if Ronon would leave while John was sleeping, he\u2019d go nuts when he\u2019d wake up or sleep uneasily because for some reason he\u2019d know that Ronon was gone and this was a hotel room, not as safe as his apartment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon lounged out on the bed as he waited for the pizza they ordered to arrive. \u201cNot going anywhere bud,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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By the time they came back in Colorado, John was feeling as if he was sleepwalking and he still had to brief General Landry about the day that he and Ronon had. Which meant that he had to go to the SGC and the taxi driver that was driving him there didn\u2019t know how to drive and the taxi needed some inertial dampeners for sure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cColonel!\u201d Landry greeted him outside in the parking lot with a big smile on his face. \u201cHow was your day?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKind of crazy considering even we weren\u2019t told what we were supposed to do,\u201d John looked at the General and handed over the device. \u201cWhat exactly did they do? They looked like capable, yet somewhat awkward, people.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon elbowed him in the ribs. \u201cMissing marines, linked to SGC, Antarctica… he already told you,\u201d he said in a low voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe did?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cColonel, are you okay?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m fine, just tired sir.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPerhaps you should go visit Dr. Lam just to be certain,\u201d Hank said with concern. \u201cDid something unexpected happen? It was a routine job.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, apart from their stupid lights I\u2019m fine, just tired.\u201d John shrugged. \u201cPlease, General, I don\u2019t need to be checked out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019m afraid I must insist.\u201d Hank gently started to push John towards the entrance of the mountain. \u201cThat babysitter I was talking about? It\u2019s going to be you for the next few months, I want you to keep an eye on them and I can\u2019t let you do that if one day of work tires you out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John groaned, this was a bad<\/em> idea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronon scratched his eye and signalled for Landry’s attention. \u201cI don\u2019t think that is such a great idea. Did you guys run backgrounds on those people? With pictures?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes,\u201d Landry nodded. \u201cAnd that\u2019s exactly why<\/em> he\u2019s going back there with Teyla as his support. It\u2019s time to get back in the saddle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shook his head as he watched John check in. \u201cThat was a low move. He didn\u2019t have any time to prepare himself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ve seen how you and Teyla and even Dr. Beckett are around him, you\u2019re treating him as if he\u2019s something fragile, and he needs a good kick in the ass to get his life back on track.\u201d Landry told Ronon, knowing full well that it was hard on John. \u201cAgent Gibbs has quite the reputation and his team is wonderful, and it might be hard on him at first, but he\u2019ll get over it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat woman could have been Elsa\u2019s twin,\u201d Ronon growled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cReally?\u201d Landry frowned. \u201cApart from her physical appearance, she\u2019s not Dr. Gutierrez. I\u2019ve double checked, she\u2019s also not a replicator.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cStill wrong,\u201d he grunted and followed John in. \u201cYou\u2019re telling what you are expecting of him there. I\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He didn\u2019t really know why, but Dr. Lam insisted on having him stay for a couple of hours and get some sleep before she\u2019d do some tests on him. She felt sorry for John, he did look tired and her father was being hard on him, even after she had told him that John wasn\u2019t ready for it all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m fine, Elsa,\u201d Sheppard replied, \u201cIt\u2019s only a flesh wound,\u201d he continued, referring to the gunshot wound in his side while he stacked a box upon another for cover. \u201cHow\u2019s it going McKay? We can\u2019t stay here longer than we have to.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah well, at this rate, trained mice could do a better job than me!\u201d Rodney barked at him. \u201cI give up.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, you\u2019re not!\u201d John pushed him down on the ground, \u201cYou need to fix this, this is all your fault.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy fault?\u201d Rodney huffed and disconnected his tablet. \u201cIf you want to blame someone, blame yourself, or Carter, or Woolsey for thinking that it would be okay for the Genii to come here for protection.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou allowed them to change the passwords!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJohn! Rodney!\u201d Elsa sounded disgusted. \u201cWhat the hell!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

When John looked at Elsa, he saw that she was sitting on a pale white horse with long flowing manes and evil red eyes. \u201cWhat are you doing on that horse?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGetting back into the saddle,\u201d Elsa deadpanned before the entire environment changed into a circus rink again. \u201cBombs away.\u201d She shrugged as grenades started to drop from the ceiling.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

John sat straight up in bed breathing rapidly. \u201cWhat the…\u201d he coughed out as he tried to piece together the dream to what he knew before the details faded.  He got up and stumbled into the bathroom to rinse off his face with cold water. He knew he couldn\u2019t go back to his apartment looking like that. Teyla would go crazy on him and he didn\u2019t want her to do that. As it was, he had to break the news that they will likely have to move if Landry goes through with his plans. Plans that he will find out more of later after lunch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh good, you\u2019re awake again,\u201d Carolyn Lam smiled as she stood in the doorway. \u201cYou\u2019re in big trouble, John.\u201d she said. \u201cYou\u2019ve been keeping things from me and Carson.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about,\u201d he grumbled as he went to look for clothes to change into. \u201cI gotta get home.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, you and your shrink have been keeping things from me and Carson, I thought we had a deal,\u201d smiling somewhat as she had taken his clothes and put them somewhere he wasn\u2019t able to find them, he needed to be checked out and she was going to make sure that it was going to happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With all the dresser drawers empty and his pants from the day before gone, he just looked at her. \u201cOh come on doc! I\u2019m not in the mood for this. I\u2019ve been fine<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes, then why didn\u2019t you let your shrink inform us about your medication?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John shrugged and sat down on the bed. \u201cIt\u2019s nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOkay, you know what?\u201d Lam decided to take the same approach as her father, as she was fed up with John\u2019s antics anyway. \u201cYou\u2019re right, you\u2019re fine.\u201d She got his clothes out of a different trolley and threw it in his face. \u201cHere we are, trying to put you back together, we\u2019ve found the best physical therapists, the best shrink in town… and you\u2019re not letting him tell us the real thing about your progress or lack thereof.\u201d She crossed her arms over her chest. \u201cGood luck in Washington.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That got his attention. \u201cWhat? What did you say? What are you talking about?!\u201d he asked as he ran out into the hall in just his shorts with his pants in hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGeneral Landry is sending you to Washington with Teyla and Torren,\u201d She said, \u201cIf I\u2019d believe what your shrink has finally told me about you, I would have said that you weren\u2019t going, but since you insist on being fine, I\u2019m going to clear you for duty now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh fuc—!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled sweetly. \u201cNow be a good Colonel and pull on your pants,\u201d she said as she headed for the elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John made sure that General Landry had given him a hard copy of his orders so that he wouldn\u2019t forget, and then made his way home to Teyla, who was smiling proudly at him. \u201cHow did it go? I had expected you to come home sooner.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDr. Lam held me hostage,\u201d John shrugged and rubbed his face tiredly. \u201cWe need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat about?\u201d she asked as she closed the door to her room where Torren was down for a nap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell…\u201d he sighed and sat down on the couch. \u201cRemember how you joined our team on Atlantis? You wanted what was best for your people, and help us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at him and nodded slowly. \u201cI remember. What does that have to do with anything here now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, General Landry wants me to temporarily join an organisation to keep an eye on them, they have been making too many connections between some of our… marines and the SGC and Antarctica.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJohn, that is great news!\u201d Teyla smiled widely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOne thing though…\u201d he sighed, knowing how much Teyla liked it in Colorado Springs. \u201cWe\u2019re going to have to move… I can\u2019t do this without you, Teyla, please…\u201d he begged, \u201cPlease say you\u2019ll come with me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was still grinning happily. \u201cI would be happy to join you. I could not imagine letting you go through something that new alone. Torren and I will join you wherever you will need us. Does this mean that we have to look for a new shelter? I have watched many shows where people visit multiple places before making a decision.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was relieved that Teyla wanted to go with him and then had to laugh because Teyla sounded eager to look for a new place to stay and she wanted to look for something together. \u201cThe SGC has acquired us a temporary house, as we might be there for just a couple of months.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

John pulled out the folder that had some details as for as the region and where they would be staying, including pictures. They managed to score a nice place in the heart of Georgetown, with more than enough room so that Teyla, Torren and he would have their own space without stepping on each other\u2019s toes. \u201cWow,\u201d he commented as he looked at the almost mansion like place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou always told me that the SGC liked to save money,\u201d Teyla looked at the pictures and then at John, \u201cSee? You\u2019re something special to them too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shook his head. \u201cWe need the space,\u201d he said, actually grateful for the SGC to provide them with a bigger place. \u201cUnfortunately with what this looks like, they may be expecting us to host some get togethers if I know them as well as I think.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhich is fine, John.\u201d Teyla nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d he chuckled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She took his face in her hands and smiled up at him. \u201cIt will be for the best. I can feel it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John could only nod again. Teyla tried the hardest between them to make the best of out of the situation they had found themselves in, with adapting into the culture of America and Earth. He was proud of his friend greatly and could only smile as she was thrilled that the SGC also noted that they would be allowed a spending allowance to furnish the large home and was already flipping through home improvement catalogs that came in the junk mail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yep, this is not going to go well<\/em>, he thought to himself but would never admit his odd feelings about the situation to anyone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnyway, I\u2019m going to get some sleep, it\u2019s not really a fun thing to fly twice a day,\u201d he said and managed to smile at Teyla. \u201cIf you need anything, just call,\u201d he said walking to his bedroom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCan we not ask the SGC if they can teleport us and our belongings into the new house?\u201d she asked as he retreated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAlready asked, and Landry said he wouldn\u2019t have it any other way… although if you don\u2019t mind, I\u2019d rather fly there from the airport.\u201d He didn\u2019t want to be in orbit ever again. Maybe sometime in the future, but right now, anything that reminded him what he couldn\u2019t do anymore hurt, despite refererring to Atlantis from time to time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She nodded understandingly. \u201cVery well, I will begin packing our things. If there is anything specific you wish to bring, let me know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He rubbed his eyes and turned around to face her. \u201cI can\u2019t let you do the packing all by yourself,\u201d he said. \u201cI think you should just bring your and Torren\u2019s clothes and any other items you like to bring, we\u2019ll buy whatever we need when we get there, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nodding, \u201cI have just one more question John.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOkay, shoot.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhen do we leave?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLandry wanted us to leave tomorrow<\/em>, but I managed to give us an extra day,\u201d he responded. \u201cI\u2019ll be starting my new job on Monday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla was surprised. \u201cAlright,\u201d she said looking out the window where the setting sun still shone warmly. \u201cIf you do not mind watching for Torren, I can run to the market and acquire some boxes to get things together tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, sure.\u201d he smiled. \u201cI\u2019ll go and make myself a pot of coffee.\u201d he said, making his way towards the kitchen. \u201cAnd when we are in Georgetown… I have an important task for you.\u201d he smiled deviously. He would hate it, but it was needed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She turned around while pulling her coat on. \u201cWhat is it John?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to need proper civilian work clothes,\u201d He groaned. \u201cSo I\u2019m going to rely on you to make the right decisions for me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cColonel Sheppard! Are you asking me for womanly advice on your attire?\u201d she grinned happily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSee? I knew you were going to love that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla bowed respectfully and chuckled to herself as she walked out eyeing the tacky ripped jeans he wore to come back from his meeting with the General. \u201cI accept your challenge John.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood, because you know how I hate my dress uniform,\u201d he chuckled and started to make himself a turkey sandwich. \u201cWhen will Torren wake up?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Checking the time, \u201cHe should be up by now for dinner. If you want to start that as well, I can finish it when I return. I think there is a box of pasta in the cupboard.\u201d She headed out, closing the door behind her quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh, this was going to be hard enough as it already was, he thought as he was munching on his sandwich waiting for the coffee to be done. \u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla came home just as he had ordered in some Chinese. When Torren had woken up from his nap, and John had finished drinking the entire coffee pot, Torren had laughed at him and asked him why he wasn\u2019t making dinner. John realized that he had to find a good working system for remembering things when tired or distracted or they\u2019d think at NCIS that he was an incompetent person. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s the pasta?\u201d Teyla wondered out loud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTorren wanted Chinese,\u201d John grinned at Torren who was screaming \u201cNO!\u201d repeatedly. \u201cOkay fine, I wanted Chinese food.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRight…\u201d Teyla said with an all knowing smile. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d he said sheepishly. \u201cI like Chinese food, it\u2019s a change from Italian, chicken and pizza.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Two days later, the Hammond beamed up everything they had packed, while John, Teyla and Torren flew out to DC. Torren was excited about the flying and was amazed at the size of the planes at the airport. Teyla seemed to be enjoying herself too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He still had a very bad feeling about this assignment, he\u2019d be working with Gibbs\u2019 team, as well as keep an eye on Agent McGee and the Goth in the lab, and he was wondering how the hell he was going to do all of that while working along side the Elsa lookalike. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He knew that in a small amount of time, he wouldn\u2019t appear to be a blinded idiot while moving around in the NCIS building as he\u2019d have gotten used to the diverse lighting of the awkward building and prepare himself for the knock back of it, but that was all in the future still. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou were right, John,\u201d Teyla mused as they walked at the airport in DC. \u201cThat was an amazing experience, the flying.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYea but it\u2019s still not a jumper,\u201d he grumbled as he lifted their bags over his shoulder. \u201cLet\u2019s rent a car instead of a taxi. We\u2019ll need it to get around as I doubt there will be anything within walking distance like in Colorado.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAlright, although I\u2019d love to walk around and explore our new area,\u201d Teyla mused as they walked to the car rental booth. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI loved the sound of the plane,\u201d Torren was skipping around them. \u201cI want to fly one!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John chuckled. \u201cAnd maybe you will, when you\u2019re a little bit bigger buddy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat a lovely family,\u201d the rental agent greeted. \u201cYour son is absolutely adorable.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d Teyla answered before John could start objecting to anything and explaining nonsense. After he got the keys to the car, he pulled her outside and looked at her questioningly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhy did you let her think that?\u201d he asked. \u201cI\u2019m not his father…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled back at him and shook her head. \u201cLet her think what she wants. You are<\/em> the closest person to him like a father now. Even though I speak to him often of Kanaan, all he knows now is Uncle John.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He slowly nodded as he adjusted his ball cap and put on his sunglasses. \u201cAlright… let\u2019s see if I can still drive without us getting killed.\u201d he said half jokingly as they walked to the rental car. The lady at the booth wanted to get them a mini van, and he refused. An ordinary sedan was fine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They arrived at the house less than an hour later and all he could do was stare at it from the car. It was much larger than he thought it was going to be and sighed at the neighborhood. It wasn\u2019t exactly middle class. Growing up with money, he knew that was mostly the neighborhood. Damn Landry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou know, maybe we could stay in a hotel for a couple of nights,\u201d he suggested as he hadn\u2019t made an attempt of leaving the car, but both Teyla and Torren were already outside, looking at the house in awe. \u201cYeah I didn\u2019t think so, what was I thinking,\u201d he muttered and got out of the car. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dragging the bags inside the doors, John looked around. Maybe it won\u2019t be so bad<\/em>, he thought as he saw a pool table in a room off the foyer. \u201cThere are supposed to be a number of bedrooms. Two downstairs and three or four upstairs. Which floor do you want?\u201d Even though it was a large one family home, there was plenty that they could keep to their own area and feel a little more independent. Sharing of the social areas like the kitchen, dining, and living room was to be expected and he needed to set up something of an office. Like hell he\u2019d spend all his time in NCIS headquarters to work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow about Torren and I take upstairs?\u201d Teyla suggested, knowing that John wanted to be able to react quickly should<\/em> anything happen, there was a reason why he had his bedroom near the front door in his apartment in Colorado Springs. \u201cI know that you\u2019re up at night sometimes and that way you won\u2019t have to be afraid as to waking us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThanks,\u201d he replied and grabbed his bags to go dump them in one of the bedrooms before helping Teyla with hers. Looking around as he made his way through the halls, he noticed that the place was pretty furnished with basic necessities. Unfortunately there was a lot they still would need to buy to supposedly make the place feel like a home if he had to bring anyone to the house for business. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Soon he started carrying the other bags and things upstairs with Teyla to walk in and find Torren jumping on the bed in a room that was clearly intended for a child. \u201cYou better stop that before you mom sees you. Don\u2019t want you to fall and crack your head open. Uncle Carson isn\u2019t around to fix ya up like before.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Torren just giggled as he jumped off the bed, landing on his two feet. \u201cCan I unpack my toy box now?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hammond had teleported the boxes that he and Teyla had packed inside the home, and he was grateful for that, it saved him a lot of work. \u201cYes buddy, go decorate your room.\u201d John nodded. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing, he fell down to sit on the kid\u2019s bed. It was going to be a long weekend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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