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John ends up telepathically bonded to an Ancient City. And his team. And his boss. And his girlfriend. He swears his life was normal before all this. As John started his pre-flight check, Jack leaned over and asked, “Do I want to know?” John rolled his eyes, “Knives, sir.” “Knives?” Jack looked back at EJ, then leaned over a bit further to look at Ronon, both of them grinning as he surveyed them. “Where are they putting them all?” Jack wondered. “I really don’t know, sir,” John said seriously, “I’m kind of afraid to ask.” “General O’Neill, Special Agent Baran, AR-1,” Woolsey’s voice came over the radio, “Send someone to update me with your progress in six hours.” “Six hours, got it,” John responded easily as he powered up the jumper. 'Bring back drones, Imperator. My current stock is woefully inadequate.' 'I'll do my best,' John agreed with a grin. 'We’ll be back soon, Atlantis,' EJ assured her, 'Play nice with the others while we’re gone.' 'I always ‘play nice’,' came the haughty reply, 'I believe I will spend some time with my Historicus. He seems to be the most appreciative of our bond.' The Caretakers laughed as the jumper went through the gate.

Fics like Order

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