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DEVIL INSIDE By ErikaHK

Title: Devil Inside - Ch. 9/14
Word count: 1.240
Rating: PG
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Elizabeth Weir, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Carson Beckett
Genre: Drama, Angst, H/C, Suspense, Gen
Disclaimer: Stargate and all related characters are the property of MGM Television Entertainment. Not done for profit, just for fun.

Summary: A mysterious entity takes over the bodies of the members of the Atlantis Expedition. Season 3 pre-Sunday. No spoilers.

Special thanks to my beta [profile] lauriel01!

Chapter 9

Elizabeth stared at the alien symbols empty minded. The screen saver took over the image and mocked her. She stayed in that position for several minutes, until she sipped from the mug on her desk. She gagged at the discovery that the coffee inside had grown cold. She put the cup back into its original position and ran a hand over her hair. She had to continue her work, but the concentration just slipped away every time she tried. Finally she decided to get up and went to the balcony overlooking the ocean.

It always relaxed her to go there. The breeze off the ocean carried the smell of the salt water and moisture to her face. She supported her arms on the railing and locked her fingers together, observing the horizon. She closed her eyes. Hostile alien energy entities were not covered in college. Dealing with possessed personnel and critically injured military commanders neither. All bases that she had as a negotiator and diplomat weren’t enough when you govern a city in another galaxy.

Elizabeth?” Carson’s voice startled her.

Carson.”

His dimples smiled at her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“It’s okay. I’m just in a contemplative mood today.”

He went to the railing. “Aren’t we all?” His deep blue eyes observed the equally deep blue ocean. “I don’t know how to do this, Elizabeth, but I think we should run a brain scan of Teyla.”

“How do we do that without touching her?” Her eyes switched from the horizon to the physician.

“That’s the tricky part, isn’t it?” He looked at her. “The only way to do that would be stunning her, but it could alter the results. I would have no way to know if the readings are reliable.”

“What about tranquilizers?”

“I’d have to get close to her to inject it.” He tilted his head.

“Not if we use a tranquilizer gun.” Elizabeth observed Carson’s eyebrow lift.

“Aye, we could do that. I hadn’t thought of it.”

She smirked. “Maybe you had too much on your head.”

His tone went serious. “Aye. I do. I’ll do that.”

“Okay. Tell me if it works.”

“Of course.” He smiled again and left.

She stayed few minutes longer then returned to resume her work. She needed to make some progress on the translation. For Teyla’s sake.

Ronon sat on the floor in a relaxed position, eyeing the other person fiercely. They had been engaged in this contest for one hour without any of them ever uttering a word. She sat cross legged with a smile on her face looking almost like Teyla, if it wasn’t for the coldness inside her eyes. The blue force field glittered between them from time to time reminding them both of their location. Outside her cell four more soldiers stood guard with the big wraith stunners at their sides.

“Is he dead?” She finally spoke on an amused voice.

His expression deepened and he grunted a response. “No.” His face got closer to the force field. “You failed.”

“It’s only a matter of time.” She lay down on the floor with a cocky smirk. “I will get my revenge.”

“Not while I’m here.”

She chuckled. “What are you going to do? Kill your friend?”

“If I have to.” He kept a firm gaze on her.

She sat down again and narrowed her eyes. Her expression went serious.

“You know that I would do it.” He added angrily.

She didn’t respond, only went back to lying down, but this time without the smile. He really meant that. He knew Teyla well enough to know that she wouldn’t object to that if it came to it at the end. Of course he would try everything before resorting to this solution, but if it was really necessary, he wouldn’t flinch. That thing wasn’t human. It was evil. It didn’t deserve to live.

He continued to observe his prey for several minutes in silence. She remained in the same position looking amusedly to the ceiling of her cell smiling and smirking from time to time. He attentively watched every reaction from her body, looking for clues of the creature’s personality, purpose and goal. So far he was able to ascertain that it was very silly. It didn’t mind laughing at its own thoughts and looking like an idiot doing so. He discovered that it was cold and took pleasure in calculated moves and extracting fear and pain from its victims. Obviously it wanted to kill them all. Good. The feeling was mutual.

Ronon heard footsteps approaching from the corridor and glanced back. Dr. Beckett entered the room with another marine that carried a weapon. Ronon knew this weapon, Sheppard had shown to him. It was a tranquilizer gun. It was used to knock out targets like the stunners, but it contained heavy drugs. He got up with an eyebrow cocked, eyeing the doctor curiously.

The woman inside the cell rose to her feet, tilting the head and narrowing the eyes. Ronon took out his blaster and aimed it at her in a fluid motion. Beckett placed a hand on his arm and shook his head once. Ronon got the message but kept the weapon raised in case the soldier missed and nodded in understanding.

The soldier had Teyla in his scope and Beckett nodded to the guard by the wall. The force field was lowered and the dart hit her in the neck barely hitting her when she tried to make a run for it. She fell ungracefully on the ground with a thud.

The doctor sighed loudly. “I am really sorry, Teyla dear.” He stepped forward and entered the cell as the door was opened.

Ronon stood out of the way observing the scene suspiciously, ready to fire his weapon should the slumped figure twitch. The rest of the med team entered the brig and placed her body on a stretcher, hurrying out with Ronon following closely. He was not letting Teyla out of his sight.

Rodney continued to stare at the screen in front of him, the symbols unaltered after hours attempting several different algorithms. He was finding it hard to concentrate and was constantly distracted by the images that haunted him every five minutes. His mind drifted back to the ICU, to his friend lying motionless and pale under all those tubes.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut while stretching his body on the chair. He felt so tired. He looked down at his watch. It was 4AM. He’d barely slept and with the stress of the previous day he needed to get some rest. As he his eyes closed and he almost dozed off he forced his heavy eyelids to snap open again. He couldn’t sleep. Not while that thing remained a threat to Teyla and the city. Buck up, Rodney! He could almost hear Sheppard shouting at him.

He put on a defiant expression, clapped his hands and continued his work, typing furiously. For those remaining hours of the night he ignored any calls from his body and all distractions from his mind, determined to find a solution. He didn’t stop the fast typing and the racing of his brain until the sun was already high on the sky. He opened his arms and raised his hands beside his head with a satisfied smile on his face.

TBC…

( Chapter 1 ) | ( Chapter 2 ) | ( Chapter 3 ) | ( Chapter 4 ) | ( Chapter 5 ) |

( Chapter 6 ) | ( Chapter 7 ) | ( Chapter 8 ) | ( Chapter 10 )

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