A Fresh Face in the Pegasus Galaxy
Title: Fresh Face
Type: Double Drabble (Prompt #072 at TTH100)
Timing: This story occurs during Angel’s fifth season, and mid-second season for Atlantis.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own these characters. Harmony belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. The Wraiths and the Atlantis-verse belong to MGM, et al.
Of all the sights John Sheppard had thought he'd see when stepping through the Stargate, a blonde woman in a business suit never made his list.
"Rodney," he drawled. "I thought you said this planet was supposed to be uninhabited."
"It is!" Rodney replied.
"Then where did Miss Corporate America over there come from?"
Rodney looked up from his computer and froze, staring at the blonde anomaly. She shouldn't be there -- yet she was. "There's nothing in the Ancient database or our records about --"
"Corporate Barbie?" Sheppard interrupted.
"Well, she could be..." Rodney shrugged. "I've got nothing."
"You have no idea who she is or where she came from," John said.
"Nope." McKay turned to his computer. "But maybe I can find out."
"I have not seen clothing like hers anywhere I have traveled." Teyla clutched her gun closer.
"I suppose we should go say hello." John took a step forward, only to be stopped by Rodney's hand on his arm.
"We have a problem," Rodney said. "There are only four life signs on this planet."
"But there are four of us here," Ronan commented.
"I know," McKay said.
"But... the woman?" John stammered.
"Has no life signs."