Uhm, this turned out a little different than I was going for, but still, here you are.
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I had wanted to meet Colonel Cameron Mitchell since the rapport about his time with the Sodan warriors had crossed my desk. I’d wanted to meet Lieutenant-Colonel John Sheppard nearly as long. Both men intrigued me to no end. They were the kind of heroes I dreamed off when I was a little boy.
I was therefore very pleased that both would be present at the party the IOA was throwing as a goodbye to the city of Atlantis, which would be leaving for the Pegasus Galaxy in the morning. Even more so because I’d actually managed to get myself on the British delegation of the IOA that would be present there.
So it was with a giddy feeling that I looked around the mass of people, trying to find at least one of the two I was really interested in. As luck would have it, I found them close together in an out of the way corner. I made my way over, going in a roundabout way to avoid several of the more obnoxious politicians present. As I neared them, I began to hear snippets of their conversation.
“Is everything ready?”
That was Lieutenant-Colonel Sheppard’s voice, easily to recognize from the various video transmission of the Atlantis mission I’d seen of him.
“Off course, just as arranged.”
This then, must be Colonel Mitchell. His voice sounded much more melodic and mellow than I’d expected.
“Don’t you think we’re taking a big risk, doing this tonight?” Sheppard asked.
“Yes, but there’s no other way. After tomorrow you’ll be in Pegasus again, out of my reach. And this isn’t something you can do alone, you know.”
Mitchell sounded half joking, half sad. An uneasy feeling crept up on me and I walked into view, going around the big potted plant that had hidden me from sight until then.
The two men, who were standing much closer together than required, didn’t jump away from each other. They’d been trained too well for that. Instead, Sheppard took a calm step backwards, while Mitchell greeted me with a casual, fake smile. We made some small talk, but I soon took my leave.
To this day, it is still up in the air if I caught them arranging a last lover’s tryst or if they were planning the secession of Atlantis. All I know is that a week after that conversation Atlantis broke off contact with Earth, going off course to an undisclosed planet in the Pegasus Galaxy. All Earth is left with is a document declaring the independence of Atlantis from Earth, signed by every living soul that was present on Atlantis at the time it took off, and a leader of SG-1 that’s still doing a superb job but seems a lot more melancholy these days.
I ran in to Colonel Mitchell again just yesterday, during another one of those obligatory parties the IOA gives to show off. I was tempted to ask him which of my suspicions was correct. In the end, the only reason I didn’t was the same as the reason I didn’t report the conversation in the first place. Either way, Mitchell would be kicked out of the Air Force and right now, Earth needs him more than ever to hold back the Ori. Just as much as we need Sheppard out in Pegasus keeping the Wraith away from Earth.
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Fill: Up in the Air
Date: 2011-01-05 06:04 pm (UTC)******
I had wanted to meet Colonel Cameron Mitchell since the rapport about his time with the Sodan warriors had crossed my desk. I’d wanted to meet Lieutenant-Colonel John Sheppard nearly as long. Both men intrigued me to no end. They were the kind of heroes I dreamed off when I was a little boy.
I was therefore very pleased that both would be present at the party the IOA was throwing as a goodbye to the city of Atlantis, which would be leaving for the Pegasus Galaxy in the morning. Even more so because I’d actually managed to get myself on the British delegation of the IOA that would be present there.
So it was with a giddy feeling that I looked around the mass of people, trying to find at least one of the two I was really interested in. As luck would have it, I found them close together in an out of the way corner. I made my way over, going in a roundabout way to avoid several of the more obnoxious politicians present. As I neared them, I began to hear snippets of their conversation.
“Is everything ready?”
That was Lieutenant-Colonel Sheppard’s voice, easily to recognize from the various video transmission of the Atlantis mission I’d seen of him.
“Off course, just as arranged.”
This then, must be Colonel Mitchell. His voice sounded much more melodic and mellow than I’d expected.
“Don’t you think we’re taking a big risk, doing this tonight?” Sheppard asked.
“Yes, but there’s no other way. After tomorrow you’ll be in Pegasus again, out of my reach. And this isn’t something you can do alone, you know.”
Mitchell sounded half joking, half sad. An uneasy feeling crept up on me and I walked into view, going around the big potted plant that had hidden me from sight until then.
The two men, who were standing much closer together than required, didn’t jump away from each other. They’d been trained too well for that. Instead, Sheppard took a calm step backwards, while Mitchell greeted me with a casual, fake smile. We made some small talk, but I soon took my leave.
To this day, it is still up in the air if I caught them arranging a last lover’s tryst or if they were planning the secession of Atlantis. All I know is that a week after that conversation Atlantis broke off contact with Earth, going off course to an undisclosed planet in the Pegasus Galaxy. All Earth is left with is a document declaring the independence of Atlantis from Earth, signed by every living soul that was present on Atlantis at the time it took off, and a leader of SG-1 that’s still doing a superb job but seems a lot more melancholy these days.
I ran in to Colonel Mitchell again just yesterday, during another one of those obligatory parties the IOA gives to show off. I was tempted to ask him which of my suspicions was correct. In the end, the only reason I didn’t was the same as the reason I didn’t report the conversation in the first place. Either way, Mitchell would be kicked out of the Air Force and right now, Earth needs him more than ever to hold back the Ori. Just as much as we need Sheppard out in Pegasus keeping the Wraith away from Earth.