If he wanted her to be able to face a Marine without shaking, Beckett was going to have a long wait ahead of him. And she knew they would want answers, but giving them would... It would change everything. And it would hurt, so very much.

Five and a half years. Almost twice as long as it had been for her. Long enough for things to have really changed, perhaps.

Before Beckett could make it out of the room, she quickly asked, "Are they safe? Todd, the queen, their crew. Are they alright?" Now that she knew what she was facing on Atlantis, she had to know this too. Even if the possible answers were terrifying to imagine.