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"I have seen this before,” says Radek suddenly, jumping up from his chair.
He moves to another station and starts typing furiously on the laptop there. Evan can’t make heads or tails of the sensor readings, so he holds his tongue and lets Radek do what he needs to, even as his stomach feels like it’s freefalling. The whole of Ops is watching Radek with bated breath. He fires off a few commands, which are followed without question. Someone slips into his vacated seat and conducts further long-range scans. Someone else heads to the labs and returns a few minutes later already scrolling through a tablet for some kind of data.
Radek accepts the tablet and holds it up next to his console. He hums and mutters something to himself, and sends the scientist away with more instructions. Evan looks at the graphs on the screen, still none the wiser, until Radek finally notices his hovering and addresses him.
“Do you remember Rod?” he asks.
“How could I forget?”
Radek removes his glasses and paces them down next to the console. “The readings we observed when the Daedalus disappeared,” he explains gently, “they are the same we observed when Rod arrived on Atlantis. Which means—”
“They’ve jumped to a parallel universe.”
“Ano.”
Evan feels like he’s been shot. How the hell is he going to explain to Woolsey that he’s not only lost his commanding officer, the chief scientist, one of the last Satedans in the whole of Pegasus, and the leader of the Athosians, he’s also lost Earth’s premier intergalactic flagship. To another universe.
Radek’s still talking, but Evan’s brain doesn’t connect the words. He just watches the data loop on the main screen and wishes he was a physicist so he could figure out what to do, how to get their people home. It’s not the first time in his life his military training has come up short, but it feels like the biggest.
Radek stops talking, and Evan feels a firm grip on his wrist that snaps him out of his swirling worries.
“We will find them, Major,” insists Radek, and Evan believes him.