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I'm also not a doctor, so I apologize for any medical stuff I get wrong.

A/N: So, I finally finished this story! (Yes, it is all done!) With the exception of a short epilogue that I will finish tomorrow, this story just needs to be submitted. The first and last couple chapters aren't too long (I'm including prologue and epilogue in that), but don't worry, there's a lot in the others. :) I hope this answers most of your questions regarding this little universe. This story focuses mainly on Daniel and John, but Jack, Cam, and Ronon do play somewhat significant parts.

This is set post The Shroud for SG-1 (so after they get Daniel back), and post The Return but pre Sunday for Atlantis (cause I wanted Elizabeth and Carson in this).

Enjoy!

Full Summary: When Colonel Sheppard wakes up with amnesia after a mission gone wrong, it throws everyone for a loop. Suspicions arise about whether it really is the colonel after he admits to remembering Daniel Jackson, but no one else in the program. So Dr. Jackson heads to Atlantis to set the record straight, and tries to help Sheppard regain his memories, with General O'Neill and Colonel Mitchell's help.

Prologue - He's My Brother

"How is he Carson?" Elizabeth asked, as much worry in her voice as was etched on her face.

Rodney, Teyla, and Ronon were gathered around as well. Ronon was leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on the figure lying in the infirmary bed. Teyla had taken the chair beside the bed, watching all of her teammates with equal concern. Rodney had been pacing and tapping on his tablet, only pausing when Carson returned from his office with the test results.

The doctor had a steady expression, but his eyes gave away his own worry. "Physically, I can say that Colonel Sheppard will be fine. He's got a small bump on his head. Possibly a concussion, but I can't say for sure until he wakes up. His blood work is normal. As are all the other scans."

"So why is he still unconscious?" Rodney demanded.

Elizabeth shot him a sharp look, and Teyla placed a hand on his arm.

"Head injuries are unpredictable Rodney," Carson explained patiently. "His brain scan and EEG are normal. There is no fracture. At the moment, I'm not concerned about longterm damage. But he did take a pretty hard hit to the head. It's impossible to predict the consequences until he wakes up."

Rodney opened his mouth, but at that moment there was a groan from the bed.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the colonel. Ronon made his way over to stand behind Teyla, so that he was closer but not in the doctor's way. Elizabeth held Rodney back while Carson made his way over to examine his patient.

"John? Can you hear me?"

The colonel swatted the doctor's hand away when Carson tried to shine a light in his eyes. "What happened?" he mumbled, still not opening his eyes, but rubbing a hand over his face as if to try and wake himself up.

"You got a pretty good knock on yer head, and have been unconscious for the last few hours," Carson informed him. "Can ye open your eyes for me so I can get a quick peek at your pupil reaction?" he asked gently.

Scrunching up his face, the colonel reluctantly opened his eyes slowly, blinking several times before casting a nervous glance around and settling his gaze on the doctor.

Carson did a quick exam and nodded in satisfaction. "How are ye feelin' lad?" But as his patient opened his mouth, the doctor quickly added, "And none of that 'I'm fine' nonsense. I want an honest answer."

The colonel looked like he had been about to roll his eyes before deciding it was a bad idea. Instead, he rubbed his forehead and drawled, "I feel like someone took a sledgehammer to my head, but other than that —" He caught himself before finishing that sentence, but the doctor's pursed lips indicated he'd heard it anyway.

"Log actually," came Ronon's rumbling voice.

While the rest of the people around the bed gave him disapproving scowls, the man in the bed just looked at the former Runner with furrowed brows. "Good to know…" he muttered unsurely. Turning back to the doctor, he asked casually, "So, where am I?"

This question had everyone's eyes on him. He looked startled at their worried expressions.

"What do you remember?" Carson asked slowly.

"Uh… Not much. It's all kinda fuzzy," was the shrugged reply.

"Do you know your name?" Carson continued. He remained professional and steady, despite the concern pouring off the others.

"John. Sheppard," he answered easily. But then he furrowed his brows again, and retorted, "Who are you?"

The people standing around his bed all exchanged anxious glances.

"He's kidding, right?" Rodney tried to laugh, but his voice broke.

"Rodney," Elizabeth admonished. Ignoring his posturing, she turned to John and explained calmly, "I'm Dr. Elizabeth Weir. I'm in charge of this expedition."

"'Expedition'?" John interrupted in confusion, but she continued as if he hadn't.

"You are Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard. You're the military commander of this base."

Now John's eyebrows shot up high enough to be hidden by his hair. "I actually did it? I actually joined the Air Force?" The honest surprise in his voice increased the concern on the others' faces.

"You don't recognize any of us?" Carson questioned carefully.

John shook his head. "Not a bit."

"I am Teyla Emmagan," Teyla introduced politely. "We met when you came to my village shortly after the expedition arrived."

Returning her smile, he replied, "Nice to meet you Teyla."

"This is Ronon Dex, and Dr. Rodney McKay," Teyla introduced the others.

Ronon gave him a nod, which John returned. The other doctor was muttering something about this being ridiculous. John's mouth twitched, but he held back the smirk. Though the twinkle in Teyla's eyes, and Ronon's own smirk, said they saw it anyway.

"And I am Dr. Carson Beckett. I've been your primary doctor for the past three years," Carson finished.

John nodded slowly. His expression was wary, but he was trying to project a friendly air.

"Physically, all of yer scans and blood work came back clean. You've got a wee bump on your head, and probably a concussion. So I'd like to keep you for observation," Carson informed him matter-of-factly. His face turned cautious when he added, "What has me concerned is the memory loss. Obviously, you're missing quite a bit o' time. I'm hopeful it's just temporary. But I cannae say for certain." Noticing his patient nodding, but looking increasingly drowsy, Carson smiled. "Why don' you rest, and I'll check back on ye in a bit?"

The corner of his mouth turned up, John settled down further in the covers and let his eyes closed as he mumbled, "Sounds good Doc."

Carson gestured for the others to give the man some privacy. Teyla and Ronon both nodded, and cast one final look at their team leader before moving to the end of the bed where Elizabeth was attempting to get Rodney to move.

"Maybe that statue did something to him," Rodney was saying, snapping his fingers before tapping on his tablet once more. "There was no energy reading coming from it, but you never know."

"What did the Ancient database say about it, again?" Elizabeth asked.

"Uh… Unclear," Rodney admitted hesitantly, but shrugged. "We found the gate address and something about there having been Ancients there at one point."

Her lips were pursed, and brows furrowed, but Elizabeth nodded. "Maybe we can send the entry to Dr. Jackson. He might know or be able to get more than we could," she suggested.

"Daniel?"

All eyes immediately went back to the man lying in the bed with his eyes closed who had quietly muttered the name.

Rodney brightened considerably. "HA! I knew you were faking!" he proclaimed, stabbing a finger towards his friend, receiving sharp looks from everyone else.

John slowly opened his eyes to stare at the scientist in bewilderment. "What are you talking about?"

"You remember Dr. Jackson, so obviously you remember us too." Rodney stated it like it was obvious.

But John didn't move, just drawled, "If you're talking about Daniel Jackson, then yeah, I know him. But I don't know you guys. Sorry." He shrugged, and at least looked somewhat apologetic.

"That's impossible! You met Carson, Elizabeth, and I the same day you met Daniel," Rodney argued, ignoring Carson's warning look and the other's glares.

Raising his eyebrows, John looked Rodney dead in the eyes and said slowly, but firmly, "No, I didn't." Lightening his tone some, he continued, "I know Daniel Jackson. I don't know you."

Now, everyone but John were wearing confused expressions.

Watching the man who had again closed his eyes and was making himself comfortable in the bed, Elizabeth spoke carefully. "John… How do you know Daniel?"

The answer came in a sleepy mumble. "He's my brother."

A/N: And there's the end of the first part of this story :) Hope you liked it! I'll probably get the next one, or two, chapters posted tonight, but the rest will probably have to wait until tomorrow cause I need to get some sleep. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated!