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Previously on Stargate Atlantis:

This is Weir. What's the nature
of Major Sheppard's injury?

Some sort of funky alien bug
attached itself to his neck.

Part of Ellia is human.

And part of her comes from
a creature we call the Iratus bug.

Now, it's possible,
by means of this retrovirus,

that we can strip away those parts
and leave only the human parts behind.

Good lord.
She took the retrovirus.

You said it wasn't ready.
It's not. Not by a long shot.

You okay?
Yeah.

This really isn't necessary, doc.
Yes, it is.

You've got a serious laceration on your
arm and you've lost a good deal of blood.

McKAY: Yeah, well, enjoy the ride,
Colonel. They're making me walk.

You have a splinter, Rodney.
It's a very nasty, painful splinter.

All right, let's have
a look at this.

All right.

Thank you.

This might hurt a wee bit.

Ow.

I'm sure it will.

This doesn't sting?

No.

I know you have a high
threshold for pain, but this-

This is what?

Gone.
What?

The feeding mark.

It's completely healed.

Maybe the wound wasn't that bad.
Where'd all the blood come from?

I don't know. Maybe it just
looked a lot worse than it was.

But I don't see evidence
of any cut at all.

That's weird, because it hurt like hell.
You sure the skin was broken?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure.
There was a lot of blood.

Maybe it was hers.
It was definitely human.

I don't know.
Maybe it was a nosebleed.

Is that supposed to be a joke?
Believe me, this isn't funny.

Give me half a day to run your blood work
and analyse it with the data we already have.

We'll figure it out.
And until then?

You're welcome to look
over my shoulder.

Well, that's tempting, but-
Just go about your day.

I thought you said
you were a runner.

That's funny.

I can usually barely keep up.
What's with you?

What's with you?

Water?

Hey, sore loser.

I don't act like a jerk
when you beat me.

Yes, you do.

Okay, then we'll
go around again.

Go ahead.

Okay, grumpy. I will.

Dr. Beckett?

I thought you'd
wanna see this.

Is this from Sheppard's blood sample?
That's right.

And you've run it twice?
Of course.

Okay, let's run it one more time. I
wanna be certain before I tell him.

All right.

Not bad, huh?
Yes, yes.

You're doing very well.

You have been practicing.
Not really.

You are showing a considerable
leap in ability, Colonel Sheppard.

You can call me John
when we're off the clock.

Very well, John.
There you go.

Should we continue,
or do you...?

I'm not really sure
just what happened.

Colonel...

That was interesting.

Colonel Sheppard,
please report to the infirmary.

Are you okay?

Dr. Beckett will be
expecting you.

Yeah.

The good news is we can now
say with some certainty

that Ellia didn't drain
away any of your life.

We already knew that.
I suppose.

That's the best good news
you could come up with?

It looks like you've been infected
with the Iratus bug retrovirus.

The one we're working on
to turn Ellia into a human.

You mean the one that didn't
turn her into a human.

Ellia administered the treatment prematurely.
It wasn't ready. It wasn't even supposed to be-

I'm not blaming you, doc.
But you're right.

Her transformation was into a creature
closer to the Iratus bug than to a human,

and I know how much you-
Hate those bugs?

Yes.
But for one, Ellia was a Wraith

and she took a massive
dose of the retrovirus.

Do we know how the colonel's
system might respond to the drug?

I have no idea. It was never
engineered to be given to a human.

It was never intended to be given-
Doc, let it go.

The problem is, I have no idea
how your body will react.

I can't even begin to guess.
Well, if how I feel is any indication,

I'm fine.

It's certainly possible that it's
already breaking down in your system.

Ellia's transformation was
extreme and immediate.

See?
Your wound healed unnaturally fast.

If there was a wound.
Well, there had to be.

Otherwise, I don't see how you
got infected in the first place.

Well, she was
spitting an awful lot.

So, what, we just monitor it for now?
Aye.

You need to check in every six hours.
I can do that.

And you should probably-
Suspend my off-world activities

until we know more.
Thank you.

See you in six hours.

You're working late.

No, not really.

Yeah. We keep trying to remove it
from the terminals on the Daedalus.

Somehow, the crew keeps
finding a way of putting it back.

Never get between a genius
and a computer game.

Aren't you scheduled
to fly out?

I was supposed to, yes,
until I heard about Sheppard.

He's under Beckett's
supervision.

If lieutenant colonel finds himself
unable to perform his duties, that's...

You have a ship to command, Colonel.
I wouldn't wanna spread you too thin.

Novak and Hermiod are running
a full diagnostic on our FTL drive.

They're worried about the constant
use jumping between galaxies.

Which is to say, if I
need to, I have some time.

Okay. Let me think about it.

Thank you.

You got chess on there?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Well, I have to warn you that I
am a career military strategist.

Well, I'll have to take my chances.

Hey, doc, this is Sheppard.

Yes, colonel.

We may have to bump
up our first check-in.

The retrovirus isn't breaking down
in his system like we hoped it would.

You're positive?
Yes. In fact,

it's beginning to alter his
DNA. If it's allowed to continue,

he'll devolve into a creature
similar to what Ellia became.

How long do we have?
I'm not sure exactly.

Ballpark. Months? Weeks?
Days. We have days.

Okay, what's the plan?
I've injected him with a viral inhibitor.

It should slow down the retrovirus as far
as his cognitive abilities are concerned.

But I'm afraid that's it so far.

We're exploring various treatments
that may or may not be effective, so-

No. We don't have
any time to explore.

Come on, there's gotta be something in the Ancient
database that can help you find a treatment.

I know that, Elizabeth.
We're doing our best.

I'm sorry. I know.
Of course you are.

You should talk to him.
He's hiding it very well,

but if I was him,
I'd be scared to death.

How am I doing?

Anything that has you
speechless has me concerned.

You're gonna be fine.
Wow.

That's dead-man talk.
No, it isn't.

Have you seen this?

Beckett is gonna figure this one out.
I think I already have.

You know who I'm starting
to feel like? Ford.

Yeah, what happened to you
is completely different.

I know, I know.
Still, I can feel it.

I mean, I can feel it changing
me inside, like he did.

I don't think
that's even possible.

Look, you're very worried-
No, no.

No, it's, uh...

One of the best weeks of my life
was when I got my wisdom teeth out.

I was on codeine for a full seven
days. This is kind of the same.

I know I should be in pain...

or at the very least freaked
out by this, and I'm not.

And that freaks me out
more than anything.

We're gonna beat this.
"We're gonna beat this"?

" Beckett will figure this out.
You're gonna be fine"?

You really suck at the whole
bedside-manner thing.

I'm know. I'm sorry.

But I appreciate the effort.

No. No, that would only work if
the retrovirus was doing what we

had originally intended it to do.
I disagree.

You are not taking into account
what's happening to his somatic cells.

The only thing I have to take
into account is how off you are

and I don't think I'm the only one
who sees that, so let's move on.

Wait, wait, wait. Oh, God.

We're looking
at this all wrong.

The best idea we've had so far is to try
to repair his system on the genetic level

by administering a massive cloned
embryonic stem-cell treatment.

I still think it's our best bet.

Introducing more human
genetic material into his body

is only gonna give the retrovirus more fuel.
I don't know how much simpler I can say that.

Yes, yes, I agree.

That's why we have to use
the Iratus bug stem cells.

I'm sorry?
The Iratus bug stem cell,

programmed with human RNA
wouldn't get rejected by his system

and would be practically ignored
by the current strain of retrovirus.

We attack it from the inside.
Exactly.

It would be like our own magic bullet that could navigate
the retrovirus and start to repair his mutated cells.

The only bug pieces we have are
from a sample that died a year ago.

I have no doubt we could program
the cells if we had them.

But we do not have the time
to artificially produce

a gene therapy
of that kind of volume.

Which means,
ladies and gentlemen,

we need to go
on an egg hunt.

It's okay. Sit. Please.

How's the colonel?
Not very well.

I'm sorry to hear that.
Yeah, so am I.

I think it would be best if you do
assume Colonel Sheppard's duties until-

Consider it done.

Just until he's
back on his feet.

You two are pretty
close, aren't you?

We've been through
a lot together, yes.

You got the best team in two galaxies
working on a way to get him back to normal.

My money's on success. And if
you need someone to talk to-

If you could assume those
duties effective immediately.

I can do that.
Thank you.

The Ancient database has quite a lot
of information about the Iratus bug.

We know what planet it's on,

we know that it likes cool, damp,
dark places to lay its eggs.

Shouldn't be that hard to locate.
Wait a minute.

The last time we ran into one of
these things, we almost lost Sheppard.

How do you expect to just walk
right into one of their nests?

I don't see that we have
any other choice.

We need the Iratus stem cells. The
best stem cells come from embryos.

With them, we actually have a chance of saving
Colonel Sheppard. Without them, he'll die.

This is the only option we have?
And time's an issue as well.

You have no idea what will happen.

There's only one certainty:
what will happen if we do nothing.

We all understand
the risks, Dr. Weir.

And I believe that Colonel Sheppard
would do the same for any one of us.

Permission granted.
I need an hour to gather my things.

Okay, gear up. One hour.

Look, I made a new friend.

It's only protocol.
That's your answer for everything.

You look well.

Should you be
out of bed?

I was going a little crazy down there, so
they said I could walk around for a bit.

That's good.
Yeah.

Look, I'm trying to say
I wanna go on this mission.

Hey, you said yourself, you are
not fit for any off-world activity.

The inhibitor that Beckett's got me on,
the one that's keeping me lucid,

they keep having
to up the dose.

I know. They told me.
I don't know how much time I have,

but the last thing I wanna do
is sit on my mutating hands

while my team puts their lives on
the line trying to find me a cure.

I should be with them.

No. I'm sorry.

What's the worst that can happen? I
- I die?

You could compromise the mission.
They have enough things to worry about-

So, what, suddenly
I'm a liability?

Your condition can change rapidly.
I know. And I know I can do this.

I'm glad you
feel that way.

But it would be irresponsible-
This is my life we're talking about!

I know that.

I'm going on that mission.
No, John, you're not.

Damn it!

It's okay! Put it down.

I'm betting that
didn't sell you.

No. No, not really.

I should go back
to the infirmary.

Yes.

So, what are we looking for?
According to the database, a cave.

"Cool, damp and dark."

Which I translate,
"scary, awful, bad. "

Wouldn't want their nests out in the open. A
cave keeps the eggs away from the predators.

I always figured
they were the predator.

I guarantee there's
something out here worse.

Really?
They gotta feed on something.

Thank you. Thank you for that.
You're welcome.

The foot of that mountain range
starts about a mile up this way.

It's probably our best bet for caves.
Agreed.

Okay, let's
pick up the pace.

What do you think
you're doing?

Sergeant, you wanna
give us a minute, please?

What's the problem?
This. This is the problem.

" Memo to all Atlantis personnel
regarding new security protocols"?

Is there a part there that you
disagree with in particular?

You are just keeping Sheppard's chair
warm, colonel. Don't lose sight of that.

Look, he's done
a good job here.

There's just some rookie mistakes
that I thought needed fixing.

So you went ahead and changed
them without talking to me.

I don't need to check with you about how I run
the military operations on this base, ma'am.

They tell me you're also thinking
of rearranging the off-world teams.

Again, Sheppard had things
a little backwards.

I figure, while I'm here-
Well, you figured wrong.

There's no telling when
Sheppard's going to be better.

None of the estimates that I've
heard are soon. On the contrary,

I think I may be doing a little more than
keeping the colonel's chair warm, ma'am.

I mean, just look at his
scheduling, labour distribution.

I don't need to.
Well, somebody needed to.

Do you think I don't
know what you're doing?

I'm trying to improve things.

Look, I'm not saying that you're wrong,
or even that I object to all these changes.

Excuse me? Because I
thought that's exactly-

You could have waited a week.

Or even a day.

You making sweeping changes to
the way John Sheppard runs things

just hours after being assigned to
this position sends only one message:

That he's not coming back.

Think this is it?

Certainly smells like there's
something living in there.

Yeah, or dying.

I cannot see that
far into the cave.

Oh, well, that is disgusting.

They're in there.

And you had to pick it up
and smell it to figure that out.

To know it's recent.
Well, how recent?

So, what's the plan?
Well, we go in there,

we get some eggs
and then we come out.

Okay.

Ronon, Teyla, you're on point with
me. Walker, Stevens, you take our six.

Docs, just stay in the middle
and try not to get bit, okay?

Well, maybe someone
should, um, stay out here.

So that you're all alone when a dozen
of them come stampeding out of here?

I'm in the middle.

Let's do it.

Hear that?

Yes.
Looks like we got the right address.

You don't seriously think
that's gonna help, do you?

Yeah, when they see your neck before
mine, you won't think it's stupid.

Where are these eggs
supposed to be?

The database says they
have a central nest.

I'm hoping we'll know it
when we see it.

John?

Leave them off.

What?

The lights.
Leave the lights off.

Okay.

I thought I should come by
and practice my bedside manner.

How are you?

My body's mutating
into a bug. How are you?

Would you like an update
on your team's progress?

They've found an Iratus cave
and they've headed in.

Good.
They should locate some eggs

and be back here in no time.
No time.

Yes.
Then what?

Honestly, I don't know.

Hey, you all right?

Would you like me to call someone?
Who would you call?

If you need to see a doctor-
I need a bigger security detail.

Excuse me?
At least two men stationed at my door.

Sooner rather than later.

What are you talking about?

Just trust me, Elizabeth.
You're gonna need it.

Listen, John-

Oh, my God.

They need to hurry.

You should be in the infirmary.

The infirmary isn't secure.

The inhibitor is only keeping me
lucid. It's not slowing the retrovirus.

Still-
Don't argue with me!

I'm not safe to be
around anymore.

Get some more men at my door
and get the hell out of here.

Okay.

Okay.

Double the detail.
Code one-six.

Doc.

Good God.

I think this is it.

So how do we
wanna play this?

They'll defend their young.
Maybe we should make a diversion.

Are you volunteering?
I'll shut up.

I do not believe we can get close
enough to retrieve the eggs

without these
creatures attacking.

I have this,

but I need to get under that.

Hand me that water canister.

If there's one thing we know
about these little buggers,

it's that they hate salt water.

How's that gonna help us?

Just watch.

See? Not so stupid.
Oh, shut it.

Doc.

We've come this far.

Heads up!

Holy crap.

Carson, run!

Let's go! Come on! Get out
of here! Don't look back!

Don't look back!
Come on!

Walker, Stevens,
get the hell out of there!

Walker, Stevens,
do you copy?

Fire in the hole! Let's go!

I think that stopped them.

We're not sticking
around to find out.

I'm pulling the plug on this mission.
Let's get back to the gate.

We can't give up.
We just lost two men in there, doc.

So unless you can find another way to
get those eggs out of there, we're done.

Understand? Let's go.

The nest is incredibly well protected.

There are hundreds,
maybe even thousands of them.

I just don't think it's possible.
So where does that leave us?

Without the stem cells...

our plan is not promising.

Okay.

I'll tell him.

How is he?
I wouldn't go in there, ma'am.

I'll be fine.

John?

So this is when I usually
ask you a stupid question.

Like, " How are you feeling?"

John?

John?

Our team got back
from the mission.

The nest was too well protected.

We were unable
to retrieve the eggs.

They tried their best.
Best?

The bugs attacked-
Try again.

I can't do that.
Why?

John-
No.

I understand-
If you won't,

then kill me now.

John.
It's better for the both of us.

I can't do that.

Then try again.

We lost Walker and Stevens.

I won't send another team.

I won't risk more lives.

This is Weir.
We have a security breach.

Colonel Sheppard's quarters.

McKAY:
Okay. We've got a lock on him.

That can't be him.
It's moving too fast.

It's him.

All right. Four teams. Surround him
and close in. I want him stopped.

And, gentlemen, use whatever
level force you deem necessary.

Move out.

You will only use such force
as a last resort.

That's not Sheppard
anymore, ma'am.

WEIR:
You heard me.

You coming?

Yes.

Lock down the stargate.
Right.

You said he couldn't use transporters.
I said I doubted he was lucid enough.

Well, shut them down.
He's not gonna do it again.

Thus stranding
your search teams.

Bravo Team, you're on deck. Our
tango is on the floor right below you.

You heard the man.
Down the stairs.

Ronon, where are you going?
Let him go.

Bravo team and Sheppard
are in the same room.

Stay sharp. He should be
right there with you.

Anyone have a visual?

Above us!

Colonel!

Please. Do not
make me do this.

Get the doctor
down here.

I have him.

I put him in a medically induced coma for now. I
was afraid he might break through the restraints.

That's a good call, doctor.
So, what now?

The retrovirus has wreaked havoc
on his system, and it's taking over.

What does that mean?

It means if we don't find a way to stop
the retrovirus in the next 24 hours...

what is left of the John Sheppard
we know will be gone.

You guys are up late.

Can't sleep either?

Any progress?

No. He's still in a coma.

At least he isn't in any pain.

Maybe if I went alone, maybe-
It's not open for discussion.

I'm not good at sitting still.
I understand.

Believe me,
I appreciate how you feel.

Look, we have closed down
that section of the infirmary,

but if you feel the need to...

What I mean to say is,
if you would like

to have a private goodbye,

you should probably do it soon.

And we really there?

I think we might be.

Dr. Weir, I need
to speak to you immediately.

WEIR: What is it?
Meet me in your office. I have an idea.

I'm sorry. It just came to me.

The fact that his mutation has progressed
as far as it has may be his salvation.

Explain that.
His sweat glands

are actually producing trace
amounts of their signature pheromone.

And?
When we were in the cave,

those bugs knew
we didn't belong there,

so they didn't really fancy us
getting close to their nests.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I see where you're going with
this. If we can artificially create the pheromone,

we might be able to confuse them
enough to leave us alone.

Aye, that would work.
Well, that's an excellent plan, Carson.

I wish it was.
You can't do that in time?

No. It would take days.

You said Sheppard
only had 24 hours

before the damage the retrovirus
was causing would be irreparable.

Exactly.
Then that's a terrible plan, Carson.

There's only one person on this base that
wouldn't need the artificial pheromone.

Sheppard?
He could walk right in that cave

and those bugs wouldn't
pay him any mind.

Um, I'm not sure if you've noticed or not, but,
uh, Colonel Sheppard's not feeling very well.

He stopped taking the inhibitor we were
administering. It was able to keep him lucid.

I thought its effectiveness wore off.
True.

But I believe, if given a massive
dose, he may be clear-headed enough

to complete the mission before
we lose him completely.

Yeah, but won't giving him
that much inhibitor, like...?

Kill him?

Yes, it's a definite possibility.
Even if I knew it was for certain,

I'd be tempted to offer him
one last hour of lucidity.

Do it. Gear up.
Take him as far as the cave.

John?

John.

Hey. You're in the infirmary.

Sorry about the headache. It's
a side effect of the inhibitor.

Did I hurt anyone?

No, not seriously.

Did Ronon shoot me?

You had it coming.

Look, we don't have a lot of time. This dose of
the inhibitor drug will only last about an hour.

How would you like to go
on a mission?

Now, you realize you may have to, uh-
It's already set to stun.

He's ready.
McKAY: Ah.

Good to see you up and, uh,

ab- About.

All right, come on.
We don't have a lot of time.

Good luck.

Use this and collect as many
as you can.

Oh, God. At least a container full.
Do you understand?

Colonel Sheppard?

You know that we cannot go in there
with you, but you need to hurry.

It took us a little longer to
get here than we would have liked.

What is that?

That's how long I estimated
the inhibitor would work.

So that means he's...?
There's no way to know for certain.

We should go in.
And do what?

If the inhibitor has worn off-
Then he's beyond our help.

I hear something.

Colonel!

Do you have enough?
Aye, I think so.

It's not gonna happen
overnight, you can bet on that.

But the transformation has
begun to reverse itself.

So eventually he'll be
back in uniform?

Eventually.
McKAY: Well done, Carson,

for once again elevating
medicine to actual science.

Well, thank you, Rodney.

You'll finally be able
to get some sleep.

Keep me posted.
All right.

We might, uh...
Stay a while.

Well, if that's all right.
Of course.

If and when Colonel
Sheppard resumes his duties

I hope he'll consider some
of the changes that I've made.

When he does, that'll be up to him.
Of course.

Daedalus will head back to Earth in less
than a week. I'll be out of your hair soon.

Well, we'll try to manage
without you till you get back.

Despite what you may think
of my intentions, Dr. Weir,

I'm not your enemy.
Believe me, colonel,

you don't wanna be.

Good. Now, lift, block, serpentine,
lock and hold. Understood?

Colonel.

Should you be
up and about?

I've been cooped up in that damn
infirmary for a couple of weeks.

Give me a break.

You are looking well.

Are you feeling
more like yourself?

Well, according to my DNA, I'm
100 percent John Sheppard again.

Although, I gotta say,

I'm looking forward to getting
rid of this thing one day.

Doc says it'll
clear up eventually.

So listen, while I've been laying
there the past few weeks,

I've been remembering things.

Some things I might have done that
you could call out of character.

You mean when you attacked
the security detail?

Yeah, that was one of them.
Yes.

There is another thing that
I should probably apologize for.

Give it no further thought.

Good.

I won't.

Nice to have you back...

John.