002. [ Visual ] Home Sweet Home.
Sheppard had decided that even though it was nice having his old room back in Atlantis? It was also a little weird. Everything was where he had left it. Including the golf set, the skateboard, and even that copy of War and Peace. His closet apparently came too, which was nice.
Atlantis's central tower wasn't in Taxon so he had taken the ear piece off. At least he hadn't seen the tower himself yet. Though if they had managed to get all of Atlantis here, Sheppard would have been the first to think things were fishier than they already were. Maybe it was a bunch of replicators from either Pegasus or the Milky-Way? Or maybe this was all in his head and he was actually dieing on some medical table in Atlantis because of that Wraith feeding on him so many damn times.
He flipped the tablet on. The clock on the table next to the bed was set onto the Atlantis Standard Time... but judging by the sky out the window it was late at night.
"Anyone up at this crazy hour?"
Atlantis's central tower wasn't in Taxon so he had taken the ear piece off. At least he hadn't seen the tower himself yet. Though if they had managed to get all of Atlantis here, Sheppard would have been the first to think things were fishier than they already were. Maybe it was a bunch of replicators from either Pegasus or the Milky-Way? Or maybe this was all in his head and he was actually dieing on some medical table in Atlantis because of that Wraith feeding on him so many damn times.
He flipped the tablet on. The clock on the table next to the bed was set onto the Atlantis Standard Time... but judging by the sky out the window it was late at night.
"Anyone up at this crazy hour?"