Author's note: This chapter is fairly short, but I don't want to put too much in. I promise that later chapters will be longer, if people like what I've done. If anyone's interested in what Scott and Greer are talking about, look up "Kino 6" on the officical MGM Stargate site.

"I can't believe how pissed he looked when he saw you after that," Lt. Scott laughed, glancing over to his friend, Sgt. Greer.

"I never thought anyone could look so mad, except perhaps Colonel Telford," Greer agreed, laughing also. "I swear: I'm never touching another one of those KINOs again."

The two soldiers laughed good-naturedly. Eli had sent a KINO into the mess hall a couple of days ago, and had talked to Scott and Greer. Lt. Johansen had also been there, and had informed them of Eli's spying activities on female personnel. While the math genius had protested his innocence, Greer had grabbed the KINO and had mockingly threatened to use the KINO to spy on Eli if he was ever caught again.

They all knew it wasn't the threat that had annoyed Eli, since Greer hadn't been able to say one word without a smile plastered to his face. It was more of the fact that, when Greer released the KINO, Eli wasn't able to stop it from flying into a column. The trio in the mess hall had found it rather funny, and found out later that Eli wasn't so amused.

Greer had promised to make it up to Eli, but had yet to find a way. The mathboy had mentioned something about inventing... so maybe that would work. After all, Eli's hover-board had been instrumental to getting ice off the last planet that the Destiny had dropped out of FTL around, and for getting Scott back before he ran out of air in his suit.

"I wonder where Destiny's gonna drop us next," Scott spoke aloud. "I mean; we got air, we got water, what would be really nice is if we could have some more food."

"Yeah, I don't know about you, but I'm getting tired of eating the same goddamn paste. Uh- sorry sir," Greer added hastily, remembering that Scott was religious.

"Nah, forget about it," Scott smiled.

The duo continued walking down the corridor in silence for a while before restarting their conversation. The topic moved away from Eli, KINOs, and food and towards getting home, to their lists for what they'd do when they finally got home, and then to who they thought would win in a fight. Their first pairing was Lt. Johansen and Chloe Armstrong.

"I don't know; Chloe's a lot stronger than she looks," Scott stated.

"Yeah, of course you'd stand by your girlfriend," Greer laughed. "I'm sorry Scott, but I'm with- what in the hell?"

Scott looked to Greer, surprised by the man's sudden change in his tone of voice. When he saw the man staring down the corridor, he followed his gaze. What he saw rooted him to the spot.

Someone was further down the corridor, lying on the deck. They were slumped against a wall, arms in what looked like an awkward position. There wasn't any movement from the area, apart from a KINO ball, bobbing up and down above the individual's head. A bright red T-shirt was the final clue to the person's identity. A small, dark pool of liquid was around the math genius' face.

"ELI!" Scott yelled in alarm, running towards the young man.

Greer was running after him in seconds. He stopped and waited as Scott checked Eli for injuries, and for a response. He couldn't help but wince as he saw Eli's nose broken and bleeding, and his right eye was already beginning to turn black from bruising.

Scott gently rested his hand on Eli's chest, below his arm, and quickly pulled away. He didn't like the feeling beneath the man's skin; it made him instantly fear broken bones. He looked up to Greer, and knew he didn't need to give any order.

"This is Sgt. Greer," he spoke into the radio. "Medical emergency: we have a man down in the right hand corridor off the gate room. I repeat: we have a man down. Medical emergency!"