Chapter 3

I stand in a room full of photos. Photos of the past leaders of my bolowed city.

I look at the photo of the man who lost his job because of the old council. Sometimes I think I shouldn't be having this job. I think it's his.

I sigh and look on the pen in front of the picture. Every leader leaves something behind what meaned something to him or her. He left his favourite pen here.

I continue my walk in the room. There are ten rooms here. One for the leaders of hundred years.

I have never seen most of the persons here, but somehow I feel connected to them. Most of them have names I know. Kavanaugh, Sheppard, Forrest, Ford, McKay, Emmagan, Dex and much more.

For the ones who died the closest friends had put something here for them. Under those pictures is a writing how they died and when.

I leave this room and enter the one with the first leaders of Atlantis.

I nearly know every names and faces of the ones closest to my time. I walk down the wall of photos to the ten first pictures.

Astral McKay

Nigel Jackson

Harry Lewis

Nora Harris

Cameron Blue

Akira Muri

Torren Emmagan

Richard Woolsey

Samantha Carter

and finally the first of a long list of leaders. I take my time to lay my eyes on the photo. At first I just read the name.

Elizabeth Weir. She got killed from the replicators when she sacrificed herself for the whole city and everyone living there.

Under the date of her death someone wrote something else.

"We will never forget you. You had more friends then you thought...

J.S."

Now I look up at the thing her friends left behind for her. It's a pod made of brown ceramic. It looks like old Athosian ceramic.

Hesitating I look up to the picture of the woman who gave her life for the safety of the whole expedition.

A brownhaired woman with deep, green eyes and a calmy smile looks down at me. Somehow I have the feeling I've seen her before. Then it hits me.

"Oh my...", I cover my mouth with my hand.

I clique my earpiece.

"D...Dahlia?"

"Yes?"

"What's her name?"

"Who's?"

"The woman we brought here today. What's her name?"

"She only knew her first name before, but after a little talking she remembered her last name. Her name is Elizabeth Weir."

"Th...thank you..."

"Wait. Why did y-"

I clique her off and stare at the woman pn the picture. I have to be wrong. That just can't be the same woman as the one sitting in the infirmary right now.

I take some steps back and run towards the next transporter...

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The doctor finally finished examing me and now I sit in the infirmary and wait for him.

The door of of the room hisses open and Teyla steps in. NO! It's not Teyla... Teyla is dead for lang time now. She was the ancestor of this woman.

"Mayor Emmagan, am I right?"

"Y...yes...Who are you?"

"When I remember right, my name is Elizabeth Weir...", I look down. It feels bad not to even know your name or anything else.

"Do you know that Elizabeth Weir is dead for for over a thousand years?"

I look up and my eyes snap open.

I'm laying on a hard underground. Replicators surround me. I feel the nanites leave my body and part of me leaves with them. My body suddenly starts to hurt like hell. My head aches and I hope someone just knockes me out to stop this agony. I feel my life running out of my body. I close my eyes and when the rest of the nanites leave my body, I leave it with them...

"...Yes I am."

The other woman stares at me.

"What?"

"I got killed all those years ago. My physical body died. My consciousness and everything that made me to what I once was left it with the nanites, the replicators took from my body."

"I don't understand..."

"I don't know more yet...I'm sorry", I sigh," Maybe I will remember everything like I remembered the last things?"

"We'll have to make a bloodscan to-"

"-make sure that I am who I say I am? Sure. I guess I would do the same."

The mayor nods and leaves in search for someone who can make the tests.

-I bet they know more about my past...-, I think.

At once I feel calm. It is as if the city is calming me down. I can feel her presence since I returned. Her melody filled my head. It's like a humming inside my body.

I can't remember I've ever heard this melody before...

I keep listening to the song of the city of Atlantis as I wait for the return of the mayor and the doctor.