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Incoming wormhole.

The signal's coming in now.

Todd?

No doubt you're surprised
to see me, John Sheppard.

Yeah, you weren't looking
so good last time I saw you.

Yes, well, you'll be pleased to
know the treatment was successful,

although
excruciatingly painful.

You're just saying that
to make me feel good.

I was able to return to my
position as leader of the alliance,

although I have had
a recent setback.

Perhaps you can see what is
remaining of my shuttle behind me.

Yeah, nice landing.

Don't be so critical,
Sheppard.

It wasn't long ago

my flying skills saved the lives
of both you and your companions.

It wasn't pilot error.
I was attacked by one of my underlings.

You'll excuse me for being
blunt, but why should we care?

It isn't the fact that he attacked
and at least temporarily defeated me

that should
concern you.

It's rather how
he managed to do it.

And how was that?

He acquired a very rare and
powerful piece of technology,

one with which I believe
you are quite familiar.

- A ZPM? Are you kidding me?
- That's what he said.

- I don't buy it.
- Why not?

Well, for one thing,
they don't exactly grow on trees.

He got betrayed
by one of his own people.

Now he wants us to help
him clean up the mess.

End of story.

It is possible that he
mentioned the Zero-Point Module

simply to get
our attention.

Except he would also have
to know that sooner or later

we would discover
the truth,

and in the meantime, he's volunteered
to place himself in our custody.

Not a very good plan.

Well, you can bet there's
something he's not telling us.

Granted.

But that doesn't necessarily mean
that he's lying about the ZPM.

If this is true,
it could be very, very bad.

I mean, inefficient power generation is
the Achilles' heel of Wraith technology.

It's basically the reason for every
technological advantage we have.

If this underling,
or whatever it is that Todd calls him,

is flying around in a
ZPM-powered hive ship, then...

It's a threat
we can't tolerate.

And we won't.

What's his condition?

Looks like he was
telling the truth.

There's no sign of the gene therapy
or the virus that it caused.

In Wraith terms,
he's completely healthy.

So, he's back to
feeding on humans.

He's exactly the way he was
before the treatment.

That's what
I was afraid of.

Well, here we are again.

Indeed. This city has
become quite familiar to me,

almost a respite
from daily life.

It would be a shame
to see it destroyed.

Are you suggesting that
if we don't help you,

that would be
a likely outcome?

Mmm.

All right. Let's start
at the beginning.

Where did
the ZPM come from?

You recall I managed to
acquire a few of the devices

from the Replicator's city
before it was destroyed?

Yes, and they were lost

when Colonel Sheppard took
out the cloning facility.

Not all of them.

Excuse me?

I may have acquired
a few more than I let on.

How many more?

Let's not get caught up
in unnecessary details.

I like details.

Even if I gave you a number,
you'd have no way of verifying it.

You certainly won't accept my word for
it, so what's the point?

All right, then tell me this.
Why now?

You've had those
ZPMs for over a year.

The organic nature
of the hive

creates certain incompatibilities
with Ancient technology.

These had to be overcome before the
modules could be put to useful work.

You managed to do it
with the cloning facility.

A hive is a much more
complicated proposition.

Multiple systems
need to be adapted.

Hyperdrive, weapons,
hull regeneration...

I put my best scientists
to work on this project,

and recently one
of them succeeded.

Only he didn't want
to turn it over to you.

He decided to keep it
for himself,

and now you want us to help
you kick him to the curb.

It would be in
your best interest.

Does he know
the location of Atlantis?

More unnecessary details.

Well, obviously
the answer is yes,

and obviously you'll
assume I'm lying,

and obviously
it won't matter

because I know you can't
take the chance either way.

What you really need to know is that
this hive is a work in progress.

It has yet to reach
its full potential,

which means
if you attack it now,

you may be able
to destroy it,

but if you hesitate,
it will be too late,

and this hive
will be unstoppable.

So we're going
along with this?

The IOA has
reviewed the matter,

and they feel it's
worth investigating.

Even though every time
we work with this guy,

he manipulates us into doing
something that we didn't sign up for?

I still say he's lying.

Even when
he does tell the truth,

it's usually just to
hide some other agenda.

What about you, Colonel?
Care to voice your objections, as well?

IOA says investigate,
we investigate.

All right then,
we'd better get going.

Colonel.

Looking good.

Was it really necessary to
remove my subspace transmitter

and force me to wear
this ridiculous outfit?

Well, after what happened
last time on this ship,

you can't blame us.

I take it that my request to be on
the bridge when we make contact...

Denied.

Understandable.

Here's the problem.

Every time we get
involved with you,

I feel like I'm walking around
with a live grenade in my pocket,

just waiting for it
to all go wrong,

for that one thing
you forgot to mention.

I assure you,
in this case...

Save it.

Been down
this road before.

If you really
feel that way,

why would you let me go
after our last encounter?

We had a deal,
and you kept up your end of the bargain.

And to be honest,

I didn't think you'd live.

Ah!

If I find out
you're playing us,

I'm not gonna wait
for authorization.

There isn't gonna
be any paperwork.

I'm just gonna
kill you.

What's the status,
Colonel?

We're approaching coordinates.
You going somewhere?

Yeah, drop us out early before
we get into sensor range.

We'll check it out in a Jumper.
That's not the plan.

We can
go in cloaked,

stay in touch through
subspace on a secure channel.

If it's what Todd says it is,
you can come in guns blazing.

All right.
Just be careful.

Almost in range.

Engaging cloak.

All right.
Getting readings now.

It's a hive, all right.

What?

I'm reading a higher than
normal energy output.

I mean,
significantly higher.

Consistent with the ZPM?

Well, it's hard to say
from this far out.

Sheppard,
what's your status?

McKay's
getting some interesting readings,

so we're going in
for a closer look.

I'm detecting
massive energy output.

What's happening?

It's growing.

What the hell
are you talking about?

That's what they're doing
with the surplus energy,

using it to grow a larger,
and if I'm reading this correctly,

significantly denser
outer hull.

But it makes sense.
Normal hives have a limit of growth.

I mean, any bigger or heavier,
and they become impossible to maneuver,

let alone get into hyperspace.
I mean, you make a simple left turn,

and you're torn apart
by your own inertia,

- but with a ZPM...
- I get the picture.

What does that
mean for us?

When they're done, my guess is that
hull will be all but impenetrable.

All right, well,
we better take them out of the picture

before they
get that far.

Hold on.
They're powering their weapons.

They can't
see us, right?

Of course not.
They must just be running a test.

Holy crap.

Well, what are the odds of them randomly
firing a test shot directly at us?

I would say, given the enormity
of empty space all around us,

non-existent.

They can see us.

They must've figured out a way
to increase the sensitivity

of their scanners.

Let me guess,
something to do with the ZPM?

Probably.

Daedalus, we got a problem.
Our cloak's ineffective.

We're on our way.
Take us in maximum sublight.

- Shields up.
- Yes, sir.

I'm dropping the cloak.
It ain't doing us any good.

Not to mention
you could fire back.

One thing at a time,
Rodney.

We're hit.

I've lost controls.

I'll work out a bypass.
Give me a minute.

If they get a bead on us,
Rodney, we're dead.

It worked, sir. We blocked the shot.
Shield is holding.

All right, now return fire,
main battery. Full power.

Yes, sir.

Direct hit.

- Damage?
- Minimal.

Ready missiles. We're gonna throw
everything we have at this guy.

Sir, I'm reading a
massive energy buildup.

Brace for impact!

Shields are down.
Heavy damage on all decks.

We've lost hyperdrive
and main weapons.

Evasive maneuvers.
We can't take another hit like that.

All right,
you should have flight controls now.

- What about weapons?
- Not a chance.

Something's happening.

No, it doesn't
make any sense.

Most of our main
systems were down.

These guys had us dead to
rights and they knew it.

Why would they
just fly away?

Perhaps it's precisely because they
knew we were no longer a threat.

It's not like the Wraith
to be so charitable.

Todd said the ship
isn't finished, right?

They haven't adapted the
full potential of the ZPM.

Maybe the battle
maxed them out.

Well, if that's the case, I'd hate to
meet up with them when they do finish it.

We need to get
back to Atlantis.

What's the prognosis
on the hyperdrive?

The control systems
are completely shot.

My guys are working
on a patch,

but it could be days, even
weeks, before we're back online.

For the moment,
we're not going anywhere.

- Sir.
- What is it, Marks?

I think we may
have something.

Kavanaugh,
what the hell are you doing here?

Re-assignment. More fun and
adventure in the Pegasus Galaxy.

Show us what
you got, please.

It's a subspace signal.

We detected it just before the
hive jumped into hyperspace.

It was weak. Luckily,
I happened to be monitoring the sensor

or we might not have
picked it up at all.

It's Wraith code.

Obviously.

We're having trouble
deciphering it

because the message is interlaced
with a residual radiation,

and I've never
seen it before.

I have. Once when
we met another me

and once when we encountered
another Daedalus.

This signal, sent
from another reality.

I'm sorry,
what the hell are you talking about?

Some Wraith somewhere in another
reality sent a coded signal.

Only whatever means they used to
access subspace created a rift,

allowing the signal to cross into
multiple realities, including our own.

So what does it say?

Just give me
a second. Move.

Oh, great.

What is it?

It's a set of
coordinates.

Coordinates to what?

Earth.

You think the hive
picked up the signal?

Why else would
they leave like that?

It can't be
a coincidence.

The Wraith know that Earth is
a much richer feeding ground

than anything in
the Pegasus Galaxy.

They've been looking for
those coordinates for years.

All right, as soon as communications
are back up, we'll contact Atlantis,

have them relay a message
to Stargate Command.

Wait a minute,
I've got an idea.

How many ships
do we have available?

Aside from ourselves,
there's the Apollo and the Sun Tzu.

- How about the Odyssey?
- That's on some secret mission

even I'm not supposed
to know about.

- Then two will have to be enough.
- What are you suggesting?

Look, that hive may be
super powerful and all,

but I'll bet it has to
drop out of hyperspace

at some point along the way
for hull regeneration.

I can use the sensor data
from the Jumpers

to extrapolate exactly
where that'll be.

That sounds pretty risky.

- If you're wrong, it could mean...
- I won't be.

Anyways, we can't afford to wait
till they get all the way to Earth.

My guess is that
by that point,

they'll be fully
adapted to the ZPM.

Do it.

Sir? The Daedalus just
dropped out of hyperspace.

It's about time.

Colonel Sheppard and his
team are beaming down.

Colonel.
It's good to finally have you all back.

What'd we miss?

Well, the good news is
there's no indication

of any other Wraith ships
heading for the Milky Way.

It's as I figured.
That signal was too short and too weak.

That ship
only detected it

because of its obvious
improvements to the sensors.

All right, what's
the bad news?

Show them.

This is part of
a subspace message

sent by Colonel Ellis
from on board the Apollo.

We've engaged the hive.
Unfortunately, without much success.

The Sun Tzu is crippled
and she's venting atmosphere.

We're in the process
of taking on her crew now.

But, unfortunately,
with my engines down

I won't be able to get to the nearest
stargate for at least a month.

As for the enemy, all indications are
that they received very little damage

and are continuing
on their previous course.

With those two ships
out of the picture,

nothing stands between
that hive and Earth.

- There you are. Look, I've been thinking.
- So have I.

There is another ship
that can help defend Earth.

- I know. We're standing on it.
- The city, exactly.

- The only problem...
- ZPMs.

Yeah, but if we wanna get there
in time to make a difference,

- we need a full compliment.
- Where do you think I'm headed, Rodney?

Right.

Well, things didn't go
exactly according to plan.

So I heard.
You intend to hold me responsible?

All I know is that
everything went sideways

the way it always does
when you're involved.

Are you gonna tell me
that's a coincidence?

Then you've come to make
good on your threat?

The other ZPMs you talked
to Woolsey about,

tell us where to get them and
maybe it'll improve your situation.

Am I supposed to be
enticed by this offer?

No. I'll probably
kill you anyway.

But don't forget...

This Wraith betrayed you
and got away with it.

For no other reason,
you might want to do it out of pure spite.

You know how to talk to
me, John Sheppard.

We got them.

He actually came
through for us.

Maybe he's turning
over a new leaf.

- Get those down to Zelenka immediately.
- Yes, sir.

Or maybe they're gonna blow
up when you plug them in.

Have Dr. McKay
check them first.

Right.

All right, I'm heading
to the Chair Room.

Actually, Colonel,
you won't be flying the city for us.

In fact, you won't be
coming with us at all.

What are you
talking about?

You have a half an hour to pack,
and then you'll be gating back to Earth.

Even with the ZPMs, there's still a
good chance we won't get there in time,

and Earth's only other line of defense
is the Ancient weapons platform.

General O'Neill wants
you in the chair.

Good luck.

Yeah, you, too.

- Colonel Sheppard.
- Colonel Carter.

It's good to see you
again, John.

All right, I've finished
recalibration on the chair.

Radek,
how are things at your end?

The ZPMs are
online and functioning, 100%.

We're good to go.

Okay. Who's flying this puppy?

That would be me.

- Carson?
- Rodney.

- What? They called you in for this?
- Aye.

Well, you must have
a higher CIA than I thought.

- Excuse me?
- Chair Interface Aptitude.

We have a ranking system.

Well, apparently after Colonel
Sheppard, I'm number two.

Really? Gotta
look into that.

Well, thanks for the vote
of confidence, Rodney.

I'm sure you'll do fine.

Great.

I suppose I'm ready.

Raise the shield.

Dr. Beckett.

Take us out.

So, you're
in command here, huh?

Only until General
Landry gets back.

He's heading up a
taskforce in Washington.

My next position is to take command
of our new Daedalus-class ship.

The Phoenix?

Actually, we're renaming it
the General Hammond.

Oh, yeah.
I heard about that.

Sorry, it was
kind of sudden.

Heart attack.
I was off world at the time.

He was a good man.

He really was.

So, what's next?
C-130 to McMurdo?

Not exactly.

Colonel Sheppard, this is Major
Davis, Homeworld Security.

- Major.
- Colonel.

- What are we looking at?
- It's the hive ship.

It dropped out of hyperspace and
established orbit around the moon

just before you arrived.

You've got to be kidding me.
It's not supposed to be here for weeks.

Evidently, this is
no ordinary hive ship.

Yeah, that much I know.
What's it doing?

For the moment, nothing.

Best we can guess is it's
completing its ZPM upgrades,

prior to launching
an attack.

Then we gotta make a move first.
You get any F-302's?

We have a squadron on permanent
standby with Earth Defense,

but those birds aren't
outfitted for anything more

than fighter
interceptor duties.

There's no way
they're gonna take on...

How long to fit them with nukes?

That could take
some doing.

I'll get right on it.

These pilots have any
experience fighting the Wraith?

John, that's not why
I brought you here.

I could sit in the chair and wait
for the Wraith to get stronger

or I can take the fight to them.
What do you wanna do?

Mr. Woolsey.
You wanted to see us?

Yes, come in, please.

I wanted the opportunity to offer you
both one last chance to reconsider.

Reconsider what?

Your involvement
in this mission.

I'm told we're about to pass the
outer edge of the Pegasus Galaxy.

If you wish to
be dropped off,

- now would be the time.
- Mr. Woolsey...

We've all grown so accustomed to
having you here as part of the team,

it's easy to lose
sight of the fact

that your priorities are not
necessarily always the same as ours.

You're being asked to
fly to another galaxy

to take what might turn out to be the
losing part in a battle that isn't yours.

You mean like everyone else on this base
has been doing for the last five years?

Thank you for your
consideration, Mr. Woolsey,

but I assure you,
it is not necessary.

We're not going anywhere.

Very well.

All right,
looks like we're ready to go.

There's been
a change of plans.

I'm afraid the refit
took too long.

The hive is still
in lunar orbit,

but we've detected
an inbound wave of Darts.

I guess they got tired of waiting.
Any idea where the target is?

We think so.
The Wraith message we intercepted

contained a warning about
Earth's defensive capabilities,

specifically
the drone chair.

Only in the alternate reality
where the message came from,

it looks like the chair
had been moved to Area 51.

That's where
they're heading?

We believe so.

Well, evacuate the base,
let them hit it.

When they bring
the hive down,

we'll take them out
from Antarctica.

Right?

I'm sorry, John.
I was gonna tell you this, but...

Tell me what?

The chair was in violation of the
Antarctic Non-Proliferation Treaty.

After lengthy
international negotiations,

they finally moved it
just less than a month ago.

Where?

Area 51.

All right, Colonel,
they're entering the atmosphere now.

It should be showing up
on the screens momentarily.

All right,
we got them.

Twelve o'clock high, range,
8 kilometers and closing fast.

You are cleared to engage.
Good hunting, Colonel.

We're seriously
outnumbered.

They'll never be able to keep
them all from getting through.

Sheppard, two Darts have disengaged.
They're headed for the deck.

I'm on it. Riggs,
you're with me.

Yes, sir.

Two more on our six.

Riggs? Damn it.

The Darts are
coming in too fast.

It's a kamikaze run.

Come on, baby.
Come on. Come on.

Stargate Command,
this is Sheppard.

Am I seeing what I
think I'm seeing?

It was a nice try, John.
There was just too many of them.

The chair's been destroyed.

Sheppard,
what are you doing?

I got an idea.

He's climbing rapidly.
He's heading into the upper atmosphere.

Sheppard, your orders are
to return to the base.

I still got a nuke.
I'm gonna finish this mission.

You don't have
enough fuel.

You'll never make it
to the hive.

He got what he wanted.
He's gonna come to us.

He's right.
The hive ship has changed course.

They're on their way.

I've got enough fuel
to establish orbit,

then I'll shut everything down,
except basic life support.

That way, he won't detect
me till it's too late.

Even if that does work,
given what we know about this ship,

one nuke is not
gonna be enough.

No, not from the outside.

I'll wait for them to enter
orbit, I'll fire up my systems,

shoot my way through
the Dart bay door

and fly the damn bomb
right down his throat.

Then, I'll detonate it
from the inside.

John, I can't
ask you to do that.

Well, you're not asking.
I'm volunteering.

Look, without that chair,

Earth is basically
defenseless, right?

Right. Commencing radio
silence. Sheppard out.

- What happened?
- We dropped out of hyperspace.

Don't tell me
we're there already.

We're not even close.
We're on the edge of the Milky Way.

So then why
did we drop out?

Well, obviously we...

- We're not sure.
- Doctor.

Look, the hyperdrive hasn't
been operated at full power

in over 10,000 years. It's not
surprising there are a few glitches.

But you can fix it?

I gotta figure out what's wrong
first, don't I?

Zelenka, in the meantime,
recalibrate our gate position

- so we can dial Earth.
- Yes, right away.

We have to apprise them
of our situation.

What's our status?

The hive ship has almost reached Earth
orbit. They've begun scanning us.

- Any word from Sheppard?
- Not yet.

According to my best
estimates of his trajectory,

his orbit won't intersect with
the hive for another 20 minutes.

Okay, now, if he fires up
too early to close the gap...

They'll detect his presence and
send out Darts to intercept.

He wouldn't stand
a chance.

Excuse me, Colonel.

What is it, Walter?

We've been trying to dial up the Alpha Site
to send through those IOA dignitaries...

Good old IOA.
Courageous to the end.

What's the problem?

Can't establish a lock.

And it's not just
the Alpha Site.

I've already tried a couple of
alternates but for some reason,

the gate's offline.

Open a channel.

Stargate Command,
this is Atlantis.

Stargate Command, this is Atlantis.
Do you read?

Comm system is operating, sir.
They're just not responding.

Okay, this is weird.

I'm picking up an energy signature
feeding back through the wormhole.

It's Wraith.

The Wraith are
at Stargate Command?

No, these readings
are more like something

you'd pick up in
the middle of a hive.

But we dialed Earth.

You don't think that...

Standard Wraith procedure.

Keep your victims
from dialing out.

What are you
talking about?

There's a gate
on the hive.

What?

The Wraith always try to block the
gate of a planet they're attacking,

usually by dialing in.
They couldn't do that in this case,

so they came up
with another solution.

You see, when two gates are in
proximity, one supersedes the other.

Usually it's
the default gate,

unless it happens to be a Milky Way
model and the other one's from Pegasus.

We encountered exactly the same
problem on the Midway Station.

We had to create
a workaround

to prevent the Pegasus gate
from always taking precedent.

You're telling me
that wormhole...

Leads directly
onto the hive.

Think that cleared the way?

There's one way to find out.

The guards at
the gate have been neutralized.

We're moving on.

I should've sent
more marines with them.

A full-scale assault wouldn't
have accomplished anything.

If they're going to sabotage
key systems on that hive,

they're going to need
speed and stealth.

Maybe.

I just hate being stuck out
here in the middle of nowhere

and not able
to do anything.

Actually, I've got something I've
been wanting to talk to you about.

This is something that Rodney's
been working on for quite some time.

It's an adaptation
of an Ancient technology,

which was abandoned
because of instability

and enormous
power requirements.

What is it?

Wormhole drive.

It's nearly instantaneous travel
across enormous distances.

It's not unlike
gate travel itself.

If it works, it could have us
on Earth in a matter of seconds.

The calculations
are incredibly complex.

If we're off even by a
fraction, it could be very bad.

Which way, Rodney?

I've been thinking.

There was over a dozen critical
systems we could go for,

but there's only one that solves
the problem once and for all.

We go for the ZPM,
create a fatal overload,

it takes out the whole
ship, one shot.

I like the sound of that.

The only problem is
once I start the overload,

I have no way of knowing whether
we can get off the ship in time.

And you're just
telling us this now.

I haven't had much of a chance
to work out the details.

I'm thinking on
my feet here.

What difference
does it make?

If we have a chance
to destroy this ship,

we're gonna take it
no matter what, right?

Lead the way, Rodney.

All right.

All right,
I'd say it's time to get moving.

McKay!

Is there another
way around?

I think so.

Go, go, go!

This way.

Ronon!

They hit his lung.
He's bleeding out.

- Ronon!
- Just go!

No! We are not
leaving without you!

Ronon! Ronon!

Come on, we gotta
get out of here now.

Let's go! Let's go! Come on!
Come on! Come on! Let's go!

Stargate Command, this is Sheppard.
Come in.

Sheppard, where are you?

I made it inside.

Look, I don't have much time before
this place is swarming with Wraith.

So I'm arming the nuke.

What...
Did he say "nuke"?

- John...
- Just do me a favor,

when Atlantis shows up,
tell them I said goodbye.

Sheppard, this is McKay.

Look, stop what
you're doing now!

- McKay?
- Yes, it's me.

I've got Lorne and I got Teyla.
We're on board the hive.

What? How?

Look, it's a long story.

Just, the important
thing is,

if you're about to do what I
think you're gonna do, don't.

This hive is about
to attack Earth, Rodney.

I don't have
much of a choice.

Look, just wait.
We'll come to you.

I'm sure I can rig up some
kind of a remote detonator.

What good is that
gonna do for us?

We can't get off
this ship, Rodney.

That's where you're wrong.
This way.

Dr. Keller.

I wanted to let you know that we're
about to fire up the wormhole drive.

If it works,
we could find ourselves

in the middle of a combat
situation rather suddenly.

You and your staff
need to be ready.

And if it doesn't?

From what I'm told,
the city would be instantly vaporized.

Oh.

Okay.

You guys are the last people I
expected to see on this ship.

Same here.
Give me a minute.

Where's Ronon?

Teyla, where's Ronon?

I'm sorry, John.

I restored your life, human,
and bound your wound.

Mmm.

That was real
nice of you.

Now you will
answer my questions.

Hive has completed
surface scan.

They'll target military installations
first, then the power grid,

send the population
into a panic.

Then they'll launch
the Darts.

How many humans
are on my ship?

Where are they?

How you doing, Chewie?

You were dead!

We're all gonna be
dead unless we get out of here.

That's it.
They're powering weapons.

Sheppard,
what's your status?

We got Ronon.
We're headed to the gate.

How much time?

Five minutes to get there,
five minutes to recalibrate the DHD

- for local coordinates.
- 10 minutes.

I'm sorry, the hive is powering weapons.
We're out of time.

Understood.

Give me the detonator.

We're almost there.

Look, did I say five minutes
to recalibrate the DHD?

- I meant two minutes.
- Rodney.

John, wait.
We're detecting another ship.

Now would be
the time, Doctor.

Understood.

It's Atlantis!
They're engaging the hive.

That may give us enough
time to get to the gate.

Sir, the hive
is returning fire.

Shields are
down to 70%.

Keep firing,
Dr. Beckett.

- Get to work, Rodney.
- I'm on it.

We got company!

The force of enemy weapons
fire has pushed us into a lower orbit!

We're skimming
the atmosphere.

It's draining
the shield, sir!

Dr. Beckett, can you
adjust our course?

I don't have enough power.
I can keep firing or pull us up.

Which is it gonna be?

Keep firing, Dr. Beckett.

How's it coming,
Rodney?

I got it! Dialing
the Alpha Site now.

Shields are about to collapse.
We can't take another hit.

All right, let's move!

They did it.

The hive has
been destroyed.

Atlantis, this is Stargate
Command. Well done!

Thanks for the kind words, Colonel,
but I wouldn't pop the champagne just yet.

We've lost orbit and Dr. Beckett
is unable to compensate.

We're going in.

Do you have enough shield
to survive re-entry?

We're about to find out.

Atlantis, this is Stargate Command.
Do you read?

Colonel, we've been
monitoring radio chatter.

Several commercial vessels
in the North Pacific

have reported a giant fireball
streaking across the sky.

Atlantis, this is Stargate Command.
Do you read?

Atlantis, this is Stargate Command.
Please respond.

Stargate Command,
this is Atlantis.

Nice to hear from
you again, Colonel.

Mr. Woolsey,
you gave us quite a scare.

Sorry about that.

We've completed
our re-entry,

and as far as I can tell,
we're still in one piece.

Dr. Beckett thinks he can
bring us in over water,

but you might want
to alert the Navy.

It's gonna be close.

Understood.

We are tracking
them again.

We should be able to project
coordinates for splashdown.

Walter, you better
get me the President.

It looks like Atlantis
is coming home.

Well,
how are you feeling?

I'm ready to
get out of here.

Take your time.
The city is pretty banged up.

Even with the ZPMs,
we're not going anywhere for a while.

And when they fix it,

you really think they're gonna
let us take it back to Pegasus?

I'll make sure
you get home.

This is my home.

Am I interrupting?

Um...

No. I was just leaving.

Hi.

I heard you died
and came back to life.

Pretty much.

There's a few things
I still need to do.

You up for
taking a walk?

I don't see why not.

Good. There's something
you should see.

So all's well.

Your homeworld was saved,
you and your friends survived,

and all thanks to
my Zero-Point Modules.

That's right.

The question is,
what would happen next time?

Is there going
to be a next time?

You have room
for two more?

Of course.

Ronon, welcome to Earth.

No one can
see us, right?

We managed to activate the cloak
before we came in too close.

This entire area is
under naval quarantine.

Oh! So this is where
everyone went, huh?

You okay?

I'm alive.

And I've got you.
What else would I need?

Nice view.

Yes.

Yes, it is.