Well guys this is it. It's the season finale this chapter. Honestly I can't believe how quickly I wrote this entire season and it's all because of you guys. This story has become huge. It's around 70 chapters and like 400,000 words. Never could I have imagined writing a story this long in my entire life but I'm doing it, and we aren't even half way yet. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it has a lot of drama, anger and sadness that took me forever to get right.

Also, Mia has a bit of a potty mouth in this chapter. Just warning in case some are not into it.

Breaking Ranks - Emergence

"Mia, get up."

I groaned, rolling over onto my stomach and burying my head under the pillow. I heard a chuckle nearby. I wanted to throw something at John for waking me up, it had been the first night I had actually slept through an entire night, even though it was probably still early I was just glad I didn't have any midnight wake up calls. I could hear John moving around the room as I brought my head up slowly, adjusting to the light in the room as I rubbed at my tired eyes.

"She moves," John said with a smile as he finished tying up his boot.

"What's going on?" I asked, completely disorientated. My voice was husky and dry.

John's expression changed, "The hive will be here in a couple of hours. I'm heading up to the Orion, Teyla wants you to help her with the evacuation of her people."

"Yeah, of course." I said, chucking the blanket off me. I made sure to take my time with standing up from the bed, but still looking normal-ish as I did it. I had come to find out that the quicker I stood up from things, the worse my nausea would be. I started to change into a clean uniform, brushing out my hair and hastily pulling it back into a ponytail.

John had finished getting ready as he walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss, "I'll see you later."

"Be careful," I told him with concern. He gave me a reassuring smile that didn't quite reach his eyes still as he turned and left my room. Once he was gone I dropped my arms from my head, I prayed that today would go smoothly.

"All of my people have been safely relocated to the city." Teyla told Elizabeth a few hours later, after we had just come back from the mainland with the last group of Athosian's. Teyla, Ronon and myself entered the control room as Elizabeth stood stoically, her gaze flicking over to a little red countdown every few seconds or so.

"Did everything go smoothly?"

"Yeah, they're pretty used to it by now. Have you picked up any of their contacts?" Ronon asked her.

Elizabeth turned her head down to Chuck, our resident technician, "Sergeant?"

"Negative, ma'am." Chuck replied, "Scans are still clear. It looks like it's just the one hive ship."

"Well that's good news at least." I muttered to them.

"And the cloak?"

"Up and running. All readings are in the green," Chuck replied to her. Elizabeth then started asking Colonel Caldwell and John about the status of the Daedalus and the Orion. Rodney had started up an argument about the drones and shields, which we hadn't been able to repair in time for this, but hey, at least the ship could fly.

"I have a contact." Chuck suddenly announced to us, making the room fall silent as we all waited on baited breath. "It's going into geosynchronous orbit. Hasn't armed any of its weapons."

"If they do, I want you to switch from cloak to shield as quickly as possible, don't wait for my order." Elizabeth told Chuck as the Canadian nodded at her. There was silence all around; our eyes were glued to the plasma screen, watching the little red speck hovering around our planet. I started to feel nauseas again, and it wasn't morning sickness.

"You could be a little more chatty, Elizabeth." John said into the radio.

Elizabeth shook her head, realizing her mistake, "I'm sorry, we're just waiting for them to make the first move."

I felt movement by my side, I turned my head seeing Teyla move a little closer to me, her hand reaching out and touching my shoulder in a kind gesture. She probably saw how my skin changed from white to green, and I'm pretty sure my fists were balled so tightly that I was cutting circulation off in my own fingers.

"Transmitting a signal, audio only."

"They want to talk to us?" I asked, incredulously, my gaze shifting from Teyla to Elizabeth.

"Put it on speaker." Elizabeth ordered stiffly.

"We know you are there. We mean you no harm. Please respond."

"That's the first time I've ever heard a Wraith say please," I muttered in disgust, crossing my arms.

"John are you hearing this?" Elizabeth said into her radio.

"We mean you no harm. There is no point in hiding, Doctor Weir. We know you are there. We mean you no harm. Please respond."

And with that, all of my suspicions were confirmed. I felt the icy cold grip of fear start to creep around my chest, constricting my breathing. My hearing droned out, like I was underwater, the voices around me were all muffled as I started having flashbacks to Michael cornering me and attacking me. A sharp squeeze on my arm had me turning to Teyla, and suddenly sound returned to normal and my fear dissolved as I stared into her caring brown eyes.

"It's ok," she said quietly. I managed to breathe out a long shuddering breath as I looked beyond her shoulder, at Ronon who was staring at the two of us with a concerned expression. Ronon didn't know the full details of what happened between Michael and I. He probably already wanted to shoot the Wraith hybrid from kidnapping Teyla, if Ronon found out that he had attacked me...well let's just say I wouldn't have to worry about Michael anymore.

X

Teyla instructed me to go and get some water and walk around for a few minutes while the others discussed what to do. We were going to open up a channel to talk to Michael and demand to know what he wanted. Even though every nerve in my body was telling me to run away, I knew I had to be there. I was good at facing my fears; I never backed down from a fight, why should I start now? I returned with a bottle of water in hand just as Zelenka had finished setting up the communications.

"Rodney and I have set up the subspace relay to go through the Daedalus and I've been able to configure our systems to handle both the radio and video frequencies, so…we should be able to see and hear them live."

"I would've been happy never seeing or hearing from Michael again," I grumbled loudly. It was small, but I swear I saw Elizabeth nod her head in agreement. Well, at least I wasn't the only one severely creeped out by him.

"They wanna know what's taking so long," Chuck drawled to us.

Elizabeth pressed her lips into a firm line, clasping her hands together as she finally nodded to Chuck, "Open the channel."

I quickly took a large step back, out of the view of the plasma. I didn't want Michael to see that I was here, even though I knew he would assume I was. The screen flickered to life, and in the middle stood a Wraith. For a second I thought it was a normal Wraith, until I realized that this one had short hair and had a fair few humanoid features, and then the shock settled in. Michael really did look half human and half Wraith, he still looked fucking disgusting. I glanced over at Teyla and Ronon, from the look on their faces he had changed from when they had last saw him. John had said that when he kidnapped Teyla his appearance had starting to morph back into a Wraith, I'm guessing that he was even more different from when they had seen him.

"Hello, Michael," Elizabeth said with a tone of unpleasantness.

Hours turned into days, and then days turned into a week, as of right now the Wraith had been coming and going from the city for a week and five days. Carson and Rodney were almost finished with the weaponised retrovirus. Me? I had been given the mother load of Wraith technology data, Rodney had managed to coerce the Wraith queen into giving us everything they have on their technology and ships, and when he had told me about it, I assumed my face lit up like a kid at the candy store.

I had been busy working with Zelenka in one of the labs with a bunch on other scientists, trying to come up with efficient ways to beam a canister onboard the ships, and we weren't having much luck. On the thirteenth day I was up early in the science lab, the other scientists hadn't come in yet so I had the whole room to myself with a cup of hot chocolate.

That was until John came in with a distraught look on his face, "He wants to talk to you."

I frowned in confusion, bringing the mug up to my lips, "Who?" I asked as I drank again.

"Michael."

John's words shocked me, my fingers locked up as the mug slipped from them. I made no move to grab it, to stop it from falling through the air as it smashed on the floor, china pieces scattering all around as the remnants of my drink pooled under my stool. "Shit," I hissed, staring down at the broken mug. This was the least of my problems right now. I met John's stony hazel gaze. "Why? What does he want?" I asked him.

"I don't know," he said. "He wouldn't tell me, only that he wanted to see you."

I turned back to the table, holding my head in my hands as I tried not to let the anxiety and fear through. I heard John approach me, his boots crunched on the broken porcelain but he obviously didn't care. His arm curled around my waist in a gentle gesture.

"You don't have to go," he told me.

I shook my head, "Yes I do."

"You have a choice, Mia. Michael doesn't control you, if you don't want to see him, or talk to him then you don't have to."

"Don't you see?" I suddenly exclaimed, turning on the stool to face John, "I don't have a choice! He's doing this because I haven't gone to see him; he knows that I cant back down from this. I have to go and talk to him."

"You always have a choice."

"Not this time," I said, shaking my head again. "Think about it, if I don't go and see him, he could jeopardize everything that we're doing right now. He's the one that brought the Wraith here; he's the one that told them about the retrovirus. Michael doesn't do anything without reason, John; and what if me not going to talk to him, he tells the queen to back off and we loose everything everyone has been working so hard for?"

John scoffed lightly, trying to lighten my mood but it wasn't working very well. "I don't think it'll come to that."

"Are you willing to take that chance?" I questioned him with a stern look.

It took him a few moments to reply, but John sighed heavily, running a hand through his messy hair as he bent his head and pressed his lips against my temple. His arm held me tighter as I sighed into his embrace, relishing in this close contact between us.

"Let's get this over with then." I muttered bitterly as John pulled away. I held onto his hand as he guided me around the mess that I had accidently made on the floor. "I'll come clean it up later." I told him with a shrug, knowing full well that I certainly wouldn't be coming back after my talk with Michael.

X

John told me that Michael was waiting in the observation room, the room where he had first woken up as a human when we had used the retrovirus on him; it was also the room where we met. I didn't think that Michael was a sentimental type, maybe he just thought it would make me the most uncomfortable to meet in a small room like that and not a large open space with dozens of exists for me to quickly escape. Teyla had told me that the first day Michael had been here he had asked to meet her too, she hadn't gone into the gory details of what their conversation entailed, it was probably mostly about Michael kidnapping her, but still I thought it was strange that he had given me nearly two weeks without demanding I come see him sooner.

John and I walked close together, our shoulders brushing and every so often our fingertips would meet. It felt good to have him by my side, and with us both marching together towards the observation room; we probably looked badass too. It brought a smirk to my face, thinking about what we would look like to other people around us. The ever charming and dashing Lieutenant Colonel and the fierce Major, we made a strange pair sometimes.

We arrived outside of the observation room, the door was open and three Marines stood by with their weapons out. That had been a requirement for the Wraith to come down here, they had to be under constant guard, Michael was probably used to it anyway. I turned to John, "Stay here. Let me talk to him alone."

John looked absolutely appalled at my request; "You aren't talking to him alone in there."

I reached for his hand, my body blocked most of the view from the Marines behind us but I was pretty sure they knew what I was doing, "If Michael wasn't going to tell you why he want's me for a talk, I doubt he's going to talk with you in the room." I used my most gentle tone, knowing that John hated this idea.

He still didn't look convinced, in fact, he was looking at me like I was insane. I probably was to be honest. "He scares you."

I bit my bottom lip, "Yeah. He does." I admitted. That just made John grit his teeth, I saw his jaw locking in anger. "But I don't want him to know that." I said, jerking my head back towards the room where I could hear Michael walking around in. "By me not going in there alone, it just proves to him that I am scared, that I can't face him when I can, and I want you to believe in me."

"I do believe in you," John said, his voice lowered.

"He won't try to hurt me. He wouldn't dare. One, because he knows I can put him on his ass in three seconds flat, and two, if he tries anything, he knows that this stupid 'alliance' that we have with them will be over and their ship will be blown out of the sky. As much as I hate to say it, he probably only wants to gloat or remind me about what happened."

"You aren't selling this for me, you know." John said with a deadpan look as I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'll be fine. Trust me."

"I do trust you," John jerked his head towards the room. "It's him I don't."

I smiled again, and I saw the way his expression changed, he was happy I was smiling. It had been tense around here, and with everything going on, it was rare for me to smile now.

I gave his hand another squeeze, "Just wait here. I won't be long." He reluctantly nodded as I turned on my heel and started to walk towards the room. Our hands were still connected, and with each step we grew further apart until our fingertips passed over each other and I was walking into my own personal Hell.

X

His back was to me when I walked in. He was on the other side of the bed, and I was happy about that as it put a hard object between us that I could probably use in my defense if needed.

"Hello Michael." I said, keeping my tone bored and neutral.

He turned quickly, and I had to hold in my gasp at seeing him in person. I had seen him on the plasma over a week ago, but really, he looked worse in person. He did indeed resemble a Wraith again, but some of his human features remained which was severely creeping me out.

"Hello Mia. I'm surprised that you came, I didn't expect you to." His voice sounded somewhat human, but I could hear the Wraith undertone in it that they all possessed.

I crossed my arms and glowered at him, I wasn't here to chitchat with him, I wanted to know what the hell he wanted, "Well you know what they say. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." He looked at me in confusion as I smirked at him, "It's a saying that humans use on Earth, but well, you wouldn't understand seeing as you're not human."

I saw his eyes narrow slightly, ouch, so I had hit a nerve, "I expected you to come with your lapdog."

"He's right outside," I growled at him, "But I don't need him for my protection, unless of course you manage to piss me off more so then I already am. Then he'll be coming in here to save your ass from me."

Michael laughed, it sounded demonic coming from his mouth with the way his Wraith voice distorted it, "That same anger and fire in you. I will say that I missed it."

"Cut the shit, Michael. What the hell do you want from me?" I demanded off him. Stomping forwards until I slammed my hands down on the bed. I felt a little nervous about being closer to him, but I was satisfied that I could take him. Michael folded his hands behind his back, "I was just curious on how you've been doing. We didn't exactly part under good terms, and you owe it to me."

"I don't owe you jack shit," I spat.

"You made me like this!" Michael roared. His yell had obviously caught the attention of John and the Marines as they came storming into the room, guns pointed at Michael; I whirled around, holding one hand to them. I met John's gaze, his glock was aimed directly at Michael's head.

"It's fine." I told them all, "He's just having a tantrum, nothing I can't handle."

The Marines waited for John's approval. John himself continued to stare at me, once he saw that I was telling the truth he reluctantly lowered his weapon and nodded for the Marines to leave. John sent a glare in Michael's direction, silently telling him to not try anything else as he backed out of the room, no doubt standing right at the door incase Michael did decide to forgo the alliance and have me as a snack.

I spun back around to Michael, my eyes blazing as I leaned on the bed, "For your information, I wanted nothing to do with your whole experiment. I was against it from the very beginning. It was only when I saw you for the first time that I actually felt compassion and pity for you."

I saw something like remorse flicker in his yellowed eyes, it happened too fast for me to be sure, but maybe he was realizing that I was telling the truth. He had probably been cursing and wishing death upon me the most, but now he knew the truth, "So…you were my friend because you pitied me?"

"I was never your friend." I retorted. His gaze hardened. "You were a job for me to do, and once I completed it, I didn't need to be around you anymore. You disgust me."

I guess that was the icing on the cake for him. I knew I could be a bitch, but this was pushing it. I suddenly realized that if I pushed him too hard, he could end this alliance, but I didn't care. Michael needed to be put in his place, and I was going to do it. I leaned in closer to him; our faces were mere inches apart as he himself was leaning on the bed too. "I don't know what your true intentions are with this retrovirus, but believe me when I say this Michael; if you or your Wraith buddies even think about double-crossing us, or if you hurt anyone on this base. I will personally see to it that I be the one to put a bullet right through your skull and blow your fucking ship out of the sky. Do I make myself clear?"

I watched as Michael's eyes widened a fraction, and it wasn't out of fear of my threat, no, it was the look of surprise on his face. It was gone instantly, and I wouldn't have noticed it at all had I not been concentrating so hard on his reaction. A devilish smirk spread across his face as I pulled away quickly, I didn't like that look. It was the look of someone who was about to get their way, it was a look I knew all too well.

Michael leered at me, his hands still behind his back, "Crystal." He said the word slowly and surely, dragging it out for a few seconds.

I hardened my own gaze, knitting my brows together, "Then we're done here." I said with an air of finality. I spun on my heel, walking to the door.

"I suppose congratulations are in order."

I froze. I turned my body halfway back, "What?"

Michael smirked again and I felt a cold chill wash over me, "My apologises if you didn't already know, but a Wraith can always tell, it's a…gift we possess." Michael continued to study my face for any reaction as only one thought was in my mind.

He knows. Michael fucking knows. How the hell does he know?

He started to creep around the bed, coming to the other side as he approached me. I was glued to the spot, unable to breathe and unable to speak, "Or maybe—you do already know, but haven't told anyone."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I had wanted my voice to sound stronger, but it came out a little airy.

Michael scoffed; he stopped a good three inches away from me, which was way to close for my liking. I could see every little detail about him. "Of course you don't."

I had enough. I mustered up all my courage, even with Michael this close to me as I balled up my fists by my side. I wasn't going to strike him, no, I would never make the first move; I'm not an idiot. Instead I gave him the deadliest glare I could manage.

"Go to fucking hell." I poured all my rage and anger into that one sentence. If it had been anyone else, they probably would've pissed their pants at the sheer hatred dripping off the words.

Instead, Michael grinned at me, his smile causing my stomach to roll sickeningly as he leaned in. I stood rooted to the spot as Michael moved his head so that his mouth was right beside my ear, "I'm already there," he whispered to me. Every fiber of my being wanted to hit him, how satisfying it would feel to break his nose or just hurt him in anyway. I backed away from him, turning on my heel and marching out of the room. Needing to put as much space between Michael and me as I humanly could.

I was out of the room in a second, I wasn't exactly running, but I wasn't slow walking either, I needed to get away from Michael. All in all, the same thought kept going through my head, Michael knows.

I passed John, who had been leaning near the door; he was suddenly surprised to see me coming out of the room like it had been set on fire. It was like he didn't fully process that it was me for a second before I could hear him chasing after me.

"Hey, Mia wait. What happened?" John had reached me, grabbing me by the arm to stop me from walking. "What did he say?"

I spun around, facing him, "I told him to go to Hell." I saw the amused look on John's face but it dropped after a few seconds as I pulled my arm out of his grip. "I just need to be alone for a while. I'll come find you later." I said to him.

And John, he let me go without a word. From the expression I had seen on his face, he had wanted to ask me what was wrong, but knew that I probably wouldn't give him any answers just yet. He knew that I needed space, and he would give it to me, because he was exactly like me and knew that if he tried to press me, we'd get into an argument. And a small voice in the back of my head knew that Michael had probably wanted that all along.

I was running. I was out of breath, having stopped my morning exercise routine because I hadn't been sleeping well and the stress of the pregnancy. As soon as I had been out of John's line of sight I took off at a sprint. I needed to put as much space between that room and me. I could feel my resolve crumbling with every second, every time my foot hit the floor my stomach dropped lower and lower. Michael knew about me, I don't know how in the world he could know, but there was no mistaking it. He hadn't been talking about anything else, I was sure of it, he had indirectly confirmed that he knew about my baby.

I stopped outside Teyla's room, my fist already banging on the door and the other one going to the sensor and waving over it, I was getting into this room one way or another. It was still early and Teyla would either be just getting up or nearly ready.

"Teyla! Teyla! Teyla!" I screamed loudly. I didn't care if I woke anyone up, I needed my friend to open her door right now!

To my utter relief the door opened. Teyla was alert, hers eyes were wide as she stared at me in shock and worry, "Mia? What is it? Are you alright?"

I didn't wait for her to invite me in. I hurried into the room, my heart racing frantically as I started pacing around the room, "Teyla he knows. I don't know how, but he does and I…I don't know what to do I can't think, I'm terrified—"

"John found out?"

"No!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms wide and gripping the end of my ponytail, "Michael knows!"

"Michael knows?" Teyla repeated after me, overwhelmed.

"Yes! He said he could sense it, is that even possible?"

Teyla made the smart decision and guided me to her bed where she sat me down, holding onto my arm gently as she probably tried to think soothing thoughts at me. It wasn't working.

"You need to calm down. This can't be healthy for you to be so…agitated."

That was putting it nicely. She probably wanted to say that I was acting insane. I leaned forwards and held my face in my hands, out of everything that had to happen to me, this took the cake. I could handle being pregnant, but what I could not handle was a man/Wraith who probably wanted me dead knowing about said pregnancy. "Teyla, how could he sense it?" I asked her quietly.

She was quiet for a moment; I was hoping she was thinking hard about it, "Well. We know that I have a very sensitive and good understanding about other people's feelings and emotions. Maybe Wraith can use that even more so, they can sense the life we hold in our bodies, I would assume they would be able to sense a child within too."

"This can't be happening…" I groaned, feeling the tears building up. "Teyla he can't know. Michael can hold this over my head, he knows that I haven't told John, he could say something to him and I swear to God if John finds out about this baby from that sonofabitch…I don't care about this damn alliance I'll kill Michael myself."

"Then…" Teyla said softly and hesitantly. "Maybe it is time you told him, before anything bad happens."

I stared at the floor, then wiped my eyes from the tears that had fallen, I had turned into such a crybaby the past few weeks, it was annoying but apparently it was my new way of letting out stress that I kept held inside. "You're right. It's time." I agreed as Teyla let out a sigh of relief. She was probably worried I'd bite her head off because she had suggested the idea to me (referring to Carson, who I still hadn't spoken to yet). I met her kind brown gaze, "But in a little while. I just need to calm down before I drop this on him. If I'm acting stressed and crazy he'll be stressed and crazy and I'll never get the words out…can I stay here for a little while? I don't want anyone to find me just yet, especially not John, not just yet."

Teyla smiled, "Of course, take all the time you need. I am meeting some of my people, but would you like me to stay?"

"No, it's ok." I told her quickly. I wasn't going to let my mental breakdown affect her precious bonding time with her fellow Athosian's. "You go. I stay." I chuckled at my stupid Neanderthal impression as Teyla laughed. She gave me a gentle pat on the arm and left me in peace in her tranquil and sweet smelling room.

As it turns out 'a little while' ended up with me falling asleep for six hours. I woke up in the most uncomfortable position, half lying on and half off Teyla's bed. My head was pounding and I was starving, only having that hot chocolate from this morning that I didn't even get to finish as I had dropped it all over the floor. I rubbed my face, checking my watch and seeing it just after midday. I thought maybe Teyla would've come back and woken me up but she was probably still busy with her people. Rubbing my face once more I stood up from her bed. Well, I had been hiding here long enough. It was time to face the music.

I searched all over for John, I went to all of our regular places and I even checked the jumper bay just to be sure, but it was like he had disappeared from the base altogether. With a furrowed brow, wondering if maybe he had gone off world for some reason, I headed down the stairs and into the control room where Chuck was monitoring something on the computer.

"Hey," I said, catching his attention, "Have you seen Colonel Sheppard anywhere?" I asked him.

Chuck looked at me like I had two heads, "He left on the Daedalus a few hours ago, didn't you know?"

"Oh," I said, stunned really. "Uh no, I've been asleep. What are they doing?"

Even though I hadn't been living under a rock with the Wraith being here, I hadn't really partaken in any of the engineering aspects of trying to get one of those pesky little canisters onboard a ship. I left all the hard stuff to Rodney and Zelenka while I had been pouring over the Wraith data that they had given us to research.

"They're going to try and detonate a canister in a Wraith hive ship."

"That's cool, I guess." I shrugged nonchalantly. Chuck chuckled. Oh boy, that was something I didn't want to think again.

I suddenly heard panting behind me, I turned, seeing Zelenka come sprinting into the control room, "Where is Colonel Sheppard? Has the Daedalus left yet?" He asked, breathlessly.

"Get in line," I said jokingly, giving Chuck a knowing look.

Zelenka started to frantically shake his head, which suddenly had me concerned as I noticed the look on his face, "No no no no, you don't understand, this is very bad. The Wraith double-crossed us."

"What?" I screeched loudly. Zelenka had me follow him as we walked into Elizabeth's office. She was sitting in her chair; Teyla was with her already. Zelenka delved into what he had found as I stood back, fury brewing in my stomach. I felt like an idiot, I had threatened Michael about double-crossing us, and he had done the exact thing I had warned him not to. Now he was going to pay.

"We got hacked," Zelenka explained. "Within the hive ships schematic was a worm-like computer virus."

"Your people went over the data." Elizabeth stated.

"I know. We thought it was clean, but this virus was entirely different."

"Another hybrid," I grumbled, crossing my arms angrily. Demonic waves were probably flowing off me right now.

"What did it do?" Elizabeth asked him, ignoring my sour mood.

"It selectively probed our systems without damaging them or exposing itself."

I furrowed my brow, looking over at Zelenka, "Then how did you find it?"

He gave me an ashamed look, he was beating himself up over this, "Once the hive left Atlantis, the worm began to destroy all of the data they had sent down."

"Great…" I groaned.

"Then this was their plan all along," Teyla sighed in defeat.

"Never trust a damned Wraith." I said.

"What did they get?" Elizabeth asked Zelenka hesitantly, like she was afraid of the answer, hell, we all were.

Zelenka sighed heavily, "This is one of the reasons why we didn't detect it. They only uploaded two pieces of information; one—the Aurora mission reports."

Elizabeth didn't seem to think it was that bad, "Ok, and two?"

"The location of every world on our database."

"Oh fucks sake," I said in exasperation. Elizabeth shot me a scolding look. "Sorry, but you're all thinking it too." She didn't comment on it.

She turned to Zelenka, "Ok, Radek I want you to get rid of all the Wraith data if any was left over from the virus. Then destroy all the laptops that were used, we can't afford to miss any of it and risk it getting into the main system again, and then have Major Sumner help you with checking over the rest of the cities systems for anything else."

"Of course," Zelenka said with a brisk nod as he spun around and left the room.

"Doctor Weir!" Chuck appeared at the door, "The Daedalus is sending a transmission, apparently they've been attacked by the friendly wraith."

"Well I can't say that surprises me," Elizabeth muttered as Teyla and I followed her out into the control room.

Caldwell was on the screen when the three of us walked in; I stood a little bit behind Teyla and Elizabeth. From the background I could see sparks flying and injured people in the bridge.

"Colonel, what happened?" Elizabeth asked him. I noticed that Caldwell had a scratch on his cheek.

"As soon as we came out of hyperspace both Wraith hive ships attacked us," Caldwell said in resentment. "We tried to beam our warheads over but they managed to block our codes once again. Our shields were failing and Colonel Sheppard led out a fleet of 302's to try and take out their weapons system."

"Did Rodney and Ronon make it off the ship?" Elizabeth asked him.

Caldwell looked at us in remorse, "No. As far as I know they are still on the ship. We were almost done for when they flew off into hyperspace again."

"They left?" Elizabeth was a shocked as I was, and apparently it confused Caldwell too. That was until I realized it.

"They got the data." I said, all eyes turned on me; I saw the despair in Elizabeth's eyes. "Once the data had been transmitted to them from Atlantis they didn't need to stick around the jump site anymore. They could be heading to Earth right now."

"Whoa, what data?" Caldwell was obviously out of the loop.

"The Wraith planted a virus in our systems. They got information about the Aurora mission and every planet in our database, Earth included." I informed Caldwell. His face was utter shock and disgust. He had been against plotting with the Wraith from the beginning too.

"What's your status?" Elizabeth asked him.

Caldwell took a quick glanced around his bridge, "We're in need of repairs, but we're good to jump into hyperspace."

It suddenly dawned on me. Why wasn't John there? Why wasn't he telling us this? He should be there; he wouldn't miss a chance to talk to us about this. Before I could stop myself I was speaking, the dread heavy in my voice, "Where's Colonel Sheppard?"

The look in Caldwell's eyes was enough to confirm my suspicion, I could see grief on his face, "Colonel Sheppard was trying to disable the hive ships weapons system. There were darts and weapons firing into the air. When the Wraith jumped into hyperspace, our scans showed that his f302 weren't there anymore. He's gone."

I felt my whole world come crashing down around me. I felt like I had just been dropped into a vat of ice-cold water. My heart gave a painful lurch as the air left my lungs.

"I'm sorry." Caldwell said sincerely.

"No!" I said firmly, stepping closer to the screen. "He's not dead! His ship could have been damaged and he's just floating out there."

"We scanned the area, its just wreckage."

"Look again!" I cried. I felt Teyla place her hand on my arm to calm me down but I shook her off.

I expected Caldwell to berate me for my tone, but instead his expression remained sympathetic, "We have, Major. His ship must have taken a direct hit from the Wraith weapons, we know that the power of one of those hits came completely obliterate one of our fighters." I winced at the word 'obliterate'. I continued to stare down Caldwell while my heart broke; it was crumbling to pieces in my body, trickling down to the floor.

"I tried to get him to return to the ship, but he was adamant he could stop them, again I'm sorry. We'll be returning to Atlantis shortly."

"I understand, Colonel," Elizabeth said softly. I turned to her; I wanted to scream at her that she shouldn't understand! John was gone! How was I…how could I do this without him?

"Caldwell out."

The video died off.

And so did my feelings.

The three of us were silent for a long time; none of us knew what to say. It was a miracle that I was still standing, I realized then that Teyla had wrapped her arms around me and was holding me up, it was why I hadn't fallen over yet. I stared at the ground as suddenly all my memories appeared before my eyes. Memories of John and I together, laughing, playing, joking, kissing, touching, hugging, teasing. When he had rescued me from Ford. Our first meeting, our first kiss, everything. The tears started to come then, and I knew they wouldn't stop for a long time. I hadn't even said goodbye to him, the last time we had spoken, I had been in a mood about Michael.

…and the baby.

John didn't know, he would never know because he was gone, he was dead and he would never know that he would've been a father.

"Major…" Elizabeth called to me.

I met her gaze, and for a split second, I saw realization in her eyes, it was gone as I had pushed myself out of Teyla's hold and was running.

"Mia!" I heard Teyla call for me but I wasn't stopping. I needed to get away from this place, from everyone.

I ran through the corridors, my vision obscured from my tears as I let my feet guide me. John's dead. He's dead. He left me. I'm all alone. The tears flowed harder every time the thoughts cycled through my head.

I tripped. I fell to the ground, banging my knees hard but I didn't feel that pain, the only pain I felt was in my chest. I felt like I was going to burst any second now. I stayed on the ground, my knees tucked under me and my arms flat against the marble floor. My whole body was shaking, from grief, from sorrow and from my crying. Then I started screaming. I hit the floor, I cursed John. I cried horribly. I couldn't stop. I was screaming so hard my throat was going raw, I was probably sitting in a pool of my own tears from the amount that was coming out of my eyes.

I felt a gentle hand on my back. I shot up, John? I thought desperately. I sobbed when Carson bent down to me. I could see tears in his own eyes as he gazed down at me.

"Oh, my love. I just heard." His tone was so gentle, so caring.

I lost it altogether, if I hadn't already. "Carson!" I sobbed, throwing my arms around him. I latched myself onto him, suddenly needing the comfort of another, someone to hug me and tell me comforting things. His held me tightly, like a brother would a sister, or a father to his daughter. I pressed my face into his white coat, sobbing my heart out as I continued to scream. I screamed for someone to bring John back. I thought that maybe if I screamed long and hard enough, whatever deity was out there would let him come back to me. He had to come back to me; I couldn't do this without him.

"I'm so sorry, Mia…" Carson whispered in my ear. I couldn't reply, I was still too busy pouring my heart out. "It's going to be alright." He continued to whisper. "It'll be ok, but for now, you can cry…" I heard Carson's voice crack. "You can cry for as long as you need too. I'm here for you."

His words, and hearing his own voice crack, made me cry harder, I let it all out. The pain, the sorrow, the regret, my love. I had loved John so fiercely, I wanted him to feel my love, he needed to, and I needed to.

"It'll be ok."

I tightened my grip around Carson, "No it won't." I whispered through my sobs.

It'll never be ok.

END OF CHAPTER 2

Wow the difference in endings from season 1. Well my lovelies what a ride it has been for season 2. A total of 356 pages on word for this season alone, my fingers ache just thinking about it xD I know it was very very angsty and sad at the end there, but we all know what's going to happen, I don't plan on killing off our main character!

And now to the bad news. I have decided to take a break from this story for a little while. You have obviously noticed that my time has been taken up by outside commitments and I myself have seen a decline in the quality that I have been writing. And let me remind you that I did write this whole season in under a year, I am exhausted! By focusing on this story completely I have neglected my other one for a whole year! I feel horrible with myself and I find myself wanted to continue that one for a little while. Do not worry. I would never abandon this story or you guys, all I'm saying is that I'm going to have a break from writing this one to get the creative juices flowing again, and for me personally getting into something else for a while helps me.

Also on another note, this is the last chapter being posted here. We're already at 70 chapters and 400,000+ words here so I feel like to make everything easier I will be starting up season 3 in a new story. So if you aren't following me please do so so you will get the notification when I post because I won't be posting anything else in this one. Again thank you all and be prepared for season 3 as it's a wild ride!

REPLIES

Guest - oh my god what a reveal that would be if they had twins! All I can picture is John passing out...and probably Mia too xD

nhern1101 - Thank you so much, Exodus is absolutely perfect. I'm using it for Season 3, thank you thank you thank you

GoldenGod48 - what a theory, you'll have to see

Julka212 - oh god i'm so happy you understand. I was so worried that people were going to hate on her so much for not telling him. I was trying to hard to explain her reasoning so that everyone would understand why she just can't yet. and because drama too xD I'm horrible...

Adela - thank you!

Again guys if you aren't already following me you won't get a notification about when I post the next story. This is that last chapter for this story so look out for Season 3: Exodus!