Curious Gwen

Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis belongs to MGM and Sci-fi. Gwen belongs to my wonderful friend Jade Spencer.

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas, Gwen! Hope I did your character justice!

Spoilers: Pre-“Rising”

“I’m telling you, General O’Neill sent me down here to get something,” Cadet Gwen Spencer argued, her dark eyes challenging the airman standing in front of her.

“I’m sorry, Miss, but I can’t let you through,” the guard replied firmly.

Gwen crossed her arms. “It’s important.”

“What is it then? Maybe I can get it for you.” The airman seemed to relax his guard a little, his blue eyes meeting the young cadet’s for the first time.

“It’s classified. I can’t tell you,” Gwen answered a little too quickly.

The airman resumed his position of looking over her head. “Then I can’t let you in.”

Gwen fumed. One little peek at the Atlantis equipment, that’s all she wanted. She had sat in the control room, watching the guards load all of it into the Gate room. So many computers and equipment. She only wanted to see it.

She drew herself up to her full height and opened her mouth to argue with the guard. Before a sound escaped her lips, she noticed that the airman stood straighter and saluted something behind her. She turned to see a handsome, dark-haired Air Force officer salute back.

“Major Sheppard, sir,” the airman said.

Sheppard waved his hand at him. “At ease, Airman James.”

James relaxed. “How can I help you, sir?”

“Just wanted to look over everything.”

Without having to be asked twice, James simply stepped aside to allow Sheppard to pass. There was no arguments, no demands. Gwen’s mouth dropped open.

Her eyes flashed at James. “You told me no one was allowed in there!”

James shrugged as Sheppard paused in the doorway.

“Do you want in?” Sheppard asked, his hazel eyes fixed on her.

For a moment, she forgot her manners. Quickly recovering, she saluted him. “Yes, sir.”

He laughed, a hearty sound that echoed throughout the hallway. “Come on, then.”

“But, sir…” James began.

“She’s a cadet, James, and I’ll be in here with her,” Sheppard explained as he waved off the airman’s protest. He stepped aside and let Gwen go first. She happily stuck out her tongue at James as she sauntered past him.

Her childish reaction vanished, however, the minute she saw the Gate room. Mountains upon mountains of equipment filled up the small space in front of the ramp. She moved forward, gingerly peering into various boxes. She resisted the urge to touch, knowing that Jack would have her head if she broke something.

“Pretty cool, isn’t it?” Sheppard asked behind her.

Gwen turned and nodded. “Yes, sir. I’ve never seen so many computers. How do they plan to run it all on Atlantis?”

Sheppard shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine.” He leaned against a stack of boxes. “So why did you want in here anyway?”

“I wanted to see all the stuff before it left. Jack’s always calling me a computer geek,” she blushed.

Sheppard nodded. “So, you’re Gwen. General O’Neill mentioned you on the flight to Atlantis. Says you’re the closest thing to a daughter he has.”

Gwen’s blush deepened. “He said that?”

“Oh, yeah.” Sheppard nodded towards the Stargate. “Have you ever been through it?”

“Yes, sir.”

His jovial manner became a look of uneasiness. “What’s it like?”

Gwen maneuvered her way around the boxes until she was right next to Major Sheppard. “You’ve never been through?” she asked.

“No. In fact, I didn’t even know about it until a few days ago.”

“Well, it’s kind of weird, actually. It feels like you’re being sucked into a hole when you step through, then it changes to a roller coaster ride. Once you step out, you might feel a bit queasy. In fact, I heard Colonel Carter threw up the first time she went through.”

Sheppard nodded. “I see.”

“It’s a little strange at first, but once you get used it, it’s not so bad.”

Sheppard smiled down at her. “So, did you get your fill of technology?”

Gwen returned the smile. “Yeah. I didn’t get to touch anything, but that’s okay.”

“Then let’s head back upstairs.” With that, Sheppard lead the way out of the Gate room.

When she reached the door, Gwen paused and turned around. She cast a wistful glance at the room, wishing she were going to Atlantis, too. Oh, well, maybe someday once they’ve figured out how to go back and forth. She then followed Sheppard to the elevator.


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