9 Getting her out

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He was still amazed how it turned out. They waited for doctor Wallis in the big car that was borrowed from general O'Neill just an hour ago. Mrs Weir sitting beside him appeared calm, but, just like with Elizabeth, he was able to sense her nerves. It was about a two- hour ride to their destination, then all the formalities and a ride back here, to Washington. Then she will be safe. Just a little more than four hours and Elizabeth will be home again.

When they finally started on their way he remembered to be amazed, that he was still a free man. After how he appeared in president's office he was surprised he was not taken to custody right away.

They were ready for about ten minutes. He knew president did not always strictly follow his day's schedule, but this was getting on his nerves in that situation. He felt a familiar pull and caught Mrs's Weir's arm to steady her immediately after appearing on Hammond's bridge. There was someone more than he expected.

"Dr Novak?" he looked at her questioningly, then turned his eyes to Samantha. "I thought we were not endangering anybody else, Sam..."

"I refused to leave, colonel" Novak's statement was interrupted by a familiar hiccup. "It's the right thing to do and I'm not going to pretend nothing happened."

"Dr Novak must have heard one of our conversations, John." She smiled seeing an older woman looking through the glass wall to see Earth. "Can you..."

"Oh, yeah, sorry." John immediately understood his faux pas. "Mrs Weir, this is colonel Samantha Carter, commander of the Hammond. Thanks to her we will be able to talk to the president."

There was no more time to get to know each other. The window of opportunity came.

"What the hell?!" was how they were greeted by the president when they appeared in the White House."Who the hell are you?!" He was visibly surprised.

"Colonel John Sheppard, sir," Said John" and this is Mrs Weir."

The look on the president's face was one in a million. "Weir, as in...?"

"Weir, as in mother of Elizabeth Weir, Mr president." Mrs Weir cut into the chat.

It was probably because she did most of the talking that he was spared. He presented photos at the opportune moments and just stood there when Elizabeth's mother spoke with Henry Hayes. She used every information she learned from John mercilessly. He had to say she was as amazing as her daughter. A fighter. Despite appearances. God help us all if we ever make her angry. Fortunately Hayes was shocked enough by the two photos.

"Do you care to explain to me why my daughter is in that condition?" Mrs Weir asked steadily and quietly. "You allowed this to happen from what I understand..."

And here they were, not even two hours later, on their way to get her out.

"How did it go?" Asked Sam when they requested beaming up from the president's office. "You're not arrested, I see."

"Will you call Wolsey for me?" John asked staring through the glass. "And do you know someone who has some big car... to lend... ASAP?"

Sam called Atlantis and reported that John was still a free man, managed to get a van from Jack and even had time to inform Landry. By now probably a whole crew of Atlantis knew about the rescue mission. It was, whatever anyone may think, top secret operation. Rodney knew, so the rest of the scientists must know too by now, Chuck was never oblivious to anything, the guy was sometimes called 'Atlantis version of Walter' although John still did not understand why. Main gate technician was always the source of the newest gossip and took care of Atlantis betting pool, he was a perfect person to distribute this information.

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