Rinoax - Whenever I see John get into a really awkward/deadly/seemingly impossible situation, I tell myself 'He's the main character, he's not about to die'. Hm, in 'Vegas', I think I might have been wrong. *Is sore about Alt-John seemingly dying in 'Vegas'*. But yeah, he seems unstoppable.

Jevans47403 - I don't think he was talking to McKay. Remember that at that point, he wasn't aware that his Atlantis team was on the hive. I think he was talking to Sam at SG HQ. McKay catches his words and contacts him, telling him they're on the ship, and he postpones the bombing until McKay rigs up a remote detonator. But yeah, he was fully intending to suicide bomb the Wraith Hive. He's done it before, a couple times, I think.

I know! I watched and when Ronon was stabbed, I was like 'WHAT THE HELL?!?!'. I was so mad, that I thought they were going to kill him off. Then they brought him back, and I was like 'Yeah! You better bring him back to life!'. LOL.

NotAllWhoWanderAreAimless - I'm afraid I've never been good at french. What does 'J'ai hate de lire la suite' mean? I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

Sparklyshimmer2010 - Of course Lorne wouldn't shoot his commanding officer, even under the tempermental orders of his other commanding officer. No, that was just Elizabeth's irritation getting the better of her for a moment. LOL I'm not sure what I can do. Unfortunately, my muse for SGA is all but on the farthest back burners at the moment. I have several chapter ideas put aside for my stories, but my muse has fled in terror, and I no longer have any possible idea what to write for them. I've been trying, but nothing seems to be coming forther. :S

Erin87 - Thank you :) I'm really glad you enjoyed it.

Ok, so this is the LAST chapter I have done for the story. I will be changing the story status to complete after posting this, and I do NOT know if I will ever be updating it again. I do have very hesitant ideas for POSSIBLE chapters, but it all depends on whether or not I can get a strong enough muse to do anything. I thank you all for sticking with me and being patient. Your comments have been greatly appreciated and helped to keep this story going as long as it could. :)

*Hands out Johns, Ronons, Evans, Eliabeths, Rodneys and Teylas to all her loyal readers and reviewers*

John's Theories on why Atlantis 'really' fell, inspired by a glimpse to a story with a summary that got my attention...


"I have a theory."

Oh, this was bound to be good. John had some far fetched theories, and they could be pretty amusing, sometimes.

"Really?" Looking up from my works, I struggled not to smile as I raised an eyebrow at him. "Theory about what?"

He'd been leaning against my door, a usual pose he took when he was thinking and waiting for my response. He always did that, standing there patiently until I looked at and addressed him. That was the cue he took, as an invite in, and he slowly stood up, walking in to sit on my desk.

"Well, a few theories, actually. I mean, we all know what supposedly happened, but what if it's all lies?"

Staring at him a moment, I let the other eyebrow raise and crossed my arms over my chest. "Alright…? It might help if I knew what you are talking about, John."

"The real reason Atlantis sank." The expression on his face was priceless. So innocent, as if he'd expected me to know what he was talking about, but with the tiniest hint of mischief in his eyes. "I know they said it was 'cause of the low power and big war and all that, but what if it was something else?"

For a moment, I stared at him silently, wondering how exactly this was going to go. I glanced down for a moment, and saw the reports in front of me, reminding me I had important work to do, and by all means I needed to do it.

Then I glanced up and saw him looking at me with that same damn look, and I felt my resolve fade.

"Ok, so we know it's the war and lack of power, over 10 000 years." I saw his eyebrow raise and tilted my head. "You think it's something else." He nodded and I felt a grin tugging at the corners of my lips.

Suddenly, I glanced behind John and raised an eyebrow as I saw Rodney talking quickly with Teyla. They seemed to be approaching the room, but Rodney glanced up, caught sight of Sheppard, rolled his eyes and shook his head, and turned, leading Teyla down to the gate room and out another hallway.

Hm, interesting. Something tells me John's already approached him with his theory.

And judging by Rodney's reaction, it was probably a good one.

"Does this have anything to do with how you think some of the Wraith might be like human torches?" I asked, giving up on the fight with my grin. "You remember. How if you stuck a lighter under them, they'd go up? Poof!" I made hand gestures, simulating an explosion.

Grinning, John shrugged. "Nah, no Wraith involved, this time."

"Oh, this I gotta hear, then." Moving my reports to the side, I linked my fingers together and placed my hands on the desk. "Ok, out with it."

Standing up, he clapped his hands together before holding them apart. "…Iceberg."

Blinking at him, I raised an eyebrow, feeling laughter begin to bubble up. "Iceberg?"

He nodded, eyes sparkling. "It got really cold, probably a strong winter, and the city was hit by an iceberg."

Biting my lip, I let my face drop a little before raising it back up, unable to hide my grin. "John, have you been watching movies, lately?"

He nodded again, his lips twisting up at the edges before his face straightened.

"Titanic, by chance?"

John made an interesting face. For a moment, I was drawn to figure out what he was trying to do. It looked like he was going for serious, but had to fight a powerful urge to laugh, and at the same time, he was embarrassed to be caught watching Titanic.

Finally, he nodded, a broad grin on his face. "Yup, Titanic."

"I see." Thinking about it, I had flashes of the city of Atlantis floating along, when BAM! A big iceberg comes along, slams into the side, and the city slowly capsizes. Ancients were running in all directions, taking the jumpers and Aurora class ships to evacuate as the city slowly sank to the bottom of the ocean.

"Think about it. No power means no shields, right? And if it got cold enough, they could get really big icebergs." His eyes were sparkling and the grin on his face was pure mischief, now. There was no hiding now. "And the city sinks."

"There's no giant hole, though." I pointed out. "If an iceberg hit Atlantis, there'd be a big hole." Now I was humoring him, but I couldn't help it. This whole discussion was all too much fun.

"Uh, maybe it's in one of the unexplored sections. Or…" He snapped his fingers. "Maybe the Ancients came back and fixed the hole."

"John!" Now being able to help it, I busted up laughing. "Oh, yes. I can just see it. The Ancients came, fixed the giant hole while Atlantis was at the bottom of the ocean, and then abandoned the city again." Shaking my head, I laughed a little more. "Why didn't I think of that?"

Didn't I say John had some…entertaining theories?

Sitting back on my desk, he began to laugh. "Ok, so…a little far fetched?"

"A little?? I'd say very far fetched."

"Ok, so then… Gremlins is out?" He asked, an evil grin crossing his face.

Again I laughed, not being able to help it. "John, you really are ridiculous, you know that?"

"Hey! It was just an idea." He had the sense to look sheepish, but it wasn't long before his grin was back. "Anyway, I have reports of my own to do, so I'd better get going." Turning, he waved and walked to the door. "Oh, and Elizabeth?"

Raising an eyebrow at him, I waited patiently.

"It's kinda a funny thought, isn't it? Atlantis version of Titanic."

"You and your theories." I called back slightly, shaking my head at him. "Go. I've got work to do."


Thinking about it, the Atlantis version of Titanic is kind of funny. LOL

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