AN: And here's the next chapter! I told you it wasn't a death fic!
Thanks to everyone that reviewed! In response to ptera: LOL, I've done that before ;D I actually thought you were one of my friends because I just did the same thing to her! Read and enjoy!


"Lorne!" Sheppard shouted as he tried checking for a pulse. There was none. He began CPR, going through the motions without really thinking about it.

They had just gotten rescued, and then Lorne decided to try to die? Sheppard was not going to let that happen!

Sheppard was seconds away from trying mouth to mouth, not something he was looking forward to, when Lorne gasped, taking in as much air as possible.

"Ow." He said between ragged breaths.

"Don't do that again." Sheppard ordered as he relaxed, sitting back on his feet.

A shadow made him open his eyes. He saw a couple of the Marines, he'd remember their names later, setting a stretcher next to Lorne and sliding him onto it.

Picking him up, they moved out of the hole and headed off out of sight, presumably towards the gate.

Ronon stepped down into the hole where Sheppard still sat. "You coming? Or do you need to be carried?" He asked, a smile on his face.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" He said, allowing Ronon to help him up.

It was slow going, his legs deciding they didn't like walking just yet. Thankfully, the gate was nearby and soon he was being wheeled off to the infirmary.


Two hours later, Sheppard was done being poked and prodded and was lying back in a bed, thinking over what had happened.

Apparently, Ronon had been unable to get to either Sheppard or Lorne and had taken Teyla back to the gate, requesting immediate help. Three gate teams, consisting of Marines and two cloaked jumpers came through to help, but the jumpers couldn't find their subcutaneous trackers.

They had gone to the village to see if anyone there knew anything. Of course, they didn't.

Searching around as best they could, their best guess was that a ship had taken them, or they had been taken through the gate. Unfortunately, if either of those things had happened, finding them was slim to none.

Teyla had woken and insisted on going back to help with the search. No one had dared argue with her.

Heading back to the gate to report in, Ronon had stumbled upon a grave marker. It read 'Colonel John Sheppard and Major Evan Lorne of Atlantis. They shall pay for their crimes'.
Immediately calling the others there, McKay used the LSD to find that there were indeed two people beneath them. Alive.

All of them had begun digging as best they could, coming upon a metal box. Opening the lid, they stared down at the blood-covered men.


"Lorne?" Sheppard asked, checking to see if he was awake. Lorne had been badly injured, but Keller had said that he would make a full recovery.

Lorne's eyes opened and he responded, "Colonel?"

"You know I'm not good with feelings and stuff, but I hope you understand that I meant every word of what I said while in that box."

"Thank you, Sir."

Sheppard turned to head out, but Lorne's voice stopped him, "Colonel?"


"Me too."

Sheppard smiled to himself. Boy, was he glad to be back!


AN: And it's complete! Thanks for staying with me through it!
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