Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis. If I did, CARSON BECKETT WOULD NEVER HAVE DIED! Ahem. However I do own my OCs
"Have you found anyone yet?"
Carson was silent for a moment a blush lighting up his face, "No. No, I've been far too busy."
"Actually I was talking to the mice but how about you?" Rodney stood up straight walking over to Carson. "There are plenty of beautiful Athosian women here. I mean we saved their lives, we have to cash this in before they realize we're total losers."
Carson shook his head smiling as Rodney prepared himself for the ATA gene therapy. "I'm surprised at you Rodney. Being the first to undergo human trials."
"Wait what?"
Carson suppressed a chuckle as he explained everything to Rodney ending the man's hesitance by sticking the needle into his arm. Rodney let out a whimper before Carson shooed him off. Carson leaned against the counter with a smile, thinking about the woman Rodney reminded him about. He chuckled before grabbing a load of files on the Athosians. Weir had asked him to give them a full medical examination and immunizations. By the 4th Athosian he was rubbing his neck, "I need lunch," he muttered as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I can come back later?"
He jumped with a start and turned to the arrival of his newest patient. He breathed in heavily a blush forming on his cheeks, "N-no, no, it's alright love, just a wee bit peckish. I'll be fine, honestly."
"Are you sure?" the brunette smiled softly at him, her chocolate brown eyes studying him. "Doctor?"
"Huh?" What was she saying? "Oh, right. Mhmm, yes, very sure. It's nice to officially meet you."
"Meet me?" she slipped a strand of hair behind her ear before covering her face with her hand.
"Oh... Uh-... T-Teyla told me about you. Said your family were the doctors of your people. P-Prylen wasn't it?"
"Yes. My mother and father have taught me everything I know," He knew his scottish lilt made her name sound more like the "praline" cookies then how her own people spoke it, but thankfully she didn't correct him.
"Maybe we could have lunch together sometime-and talk over our medical knowledge I mean."
"I'd like that," she smiled, "Maybe you should take a break today and we could go get lunch?"
He smiled, "Sounds good. Doctor Anderson?" An older woman with wire rimmed glasses wheeled her chair across the floor before peeking out from behind a curtain.
"Yes, Doctor?"
"I'm going to lunch. Do you mind doing the next examination?"
The woman looked at Prylen and smiled, "I'd love too," she got up and strode over, thrusting a hand out for Prylen, "It's a handshake dear," she took the younger woman's hand in hers and shook lightly, "It's nice to meet you, I'm Doctor Gwenyth Anderson."
"Prylen Karraline."
"Well first we're going to start with a medical examination; ears, nose, throat-..."
"Doctor Anderson... Anderson," he suppressed a sigh as she kept going. "Anderson we're both going to lunch. I will do her check up when I return."
"Ohh! I see! Well have a good date then," His face grew hot. A mischievious grin snuck onto her face. Before he could say anything she turned on her heel and went back to the other room.
The two walked through the halls in silence for a few minutes, "So..." he started before asking about her medical knowledge. They both got their lunches and sat down outside in a secluded area, "They're a bit of a rowdy bunch sometimes, but they're good people," they turned their heads to the mess hall in time to see Colonel Sheppard pull out his gun and shoot Rodney. He rushed inside, "What the bloody hell are you doing!?"
"I'm fine!" the crowd around them cheered. "We were testing out this piece of Ancient tech I found! It's a personal shield Carson! I'm invulnerable! Bullet Proof! Isn't this amazing?"
"You found a piece of Ancient technology and you- the first thing you do to test it out is get yourself shot in the leg!?" The crowd grew deadly silent, "The next time you pull a bloody stunt like this and get yourself hurt I'm gonna leave you in the care of Doctor Anderson!"
Rodney grew pale, "No! Please don't! Please! I beg you!" He went up to his friend and clasped his hands together. "Please! She doesn't stop talking! She never stops talking!"
"Be more careful Rodney," he told him sternly.
"Hey Rodney!" a woman sat seated at one of the mess hall tables, grinning mischieviously as she munched on her fruit, "How invulnerable are you to this?" He screeched as she squished the inner part of her orange and threw it at him.
He curled up into himself before stomping on the floor with a whimper, "That's not funny, Lynda! I could have been seriously injured! D-do-do you even know how lethal those things can be for me-?"
"I think it was pretty funny," Shephard smirked, "Good one, Lt. Jones. Just for that," he snapped his fingers, "I think you should get a day off."
"Hey!" Carson shook his head as Rodney argued with Shephard before wandering through the corridors. He turned, accidently knocking down Prylen, he grabbed her and steadied her before she fell, "I'm sorry. You alright, love?"
She nodded her head breathlessly, he watched her face closely when a stray strand of hair fell in front of her face. He reached a hand up to sweep the strand back into place but stopped in surprise before she noticed, stepping back quickly as she fidgeted with her hands and hair, "Fine. I-I am fine..."
"Are you sure love?"
She nodded, hiding her face with her hand, "Yes, I'm sure," an awkward silence stretched between them. She bit her lip, "U-um... Why does he dislike Doctor Anderson?"
Carson smirked, "He doesn't like how she talks more than he does," he led her to the table and the two sat down again talking about their lives. They sat there for a long time before he checked his watch, "Oh no!"
"What?" he shot up and began to clear his plate, while she moved to help.
"I have to get back to my post. My lunch break was over about two hours ago."
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have-."
"Don't worry lass, I should have been paying attention to the time," he turned to leave but paused and turned around, "Thank you for lunch Prylen I really enjoyed your company."
"I enjoyed yours as well," she walked up to him and they walked side by side back to the med bay.
They arrived to see Anderson taking a girl's blood pressure, she looked up and smirked at them. He rushed over and pulled on his lab coat apologizing profusely. "Ah it was no problem Carson. I could do this all day. I was getting a little bored with my paperwork."
"Still, I don't plan on leaving you like that again."
"It truly is no problem. By the way," she finished taking the blood sample from the Athosian, "Synderson has been administering the ATA shots and Rodney came in looking for you. He thinks he's going to die because he can't seem to get that device off his chest."
Carson shook his head, "Why does he think that?" he got Prylen's chart in order.
"He can't seem to eat or drink with it on. I wouldn't worry about him though, that man is too much of a hypochondriac for his own good," she smirked.
Carson chuckled, before turning to Prylen and explaining the procedures to her and asking about her medical history before turning to his tools. His hand grazed her bare neck and she shivered, "You alright love?"
"Yes," she breathed. He warmed the stethoscope before pressing it against her chest.
His face took one of concern, "Your heart seems a bit quick, love." She covered her face with her hand again before he could see her face. He examined her face for a moment, wishing she wouldn't hide that beautiful face of hers.
"Doctor?"
"Hmm?" Oh god! Did she notice him staring? "Right!" he continued with his examination trying to focus on his medical knowledge. He released an inner sigh of relief and disappointment when all that was left was her blood, immunizations and TB test, "You'll need to stay at least 15 mins in the waiting room so we can keep an eye on you, to make sure the medication doesn't make you sick. Then I'll need to see you in a week to check the results of your TB and then you'll be good to go."
"Thank you, Doctor Beckett."
"Please, call me Carson.
"Thank you, Carson." He watched her leave with a sigh.
"I can see why you like her." he jumped, turning to see Anderson's face lit up with an impish grin as she washed her hands. "She's rather brilliant," he opened his mouth to speak but she beat him to it, "Don't even try to lie to me Carson I've seen the way you look at her." He grinned, remembering when he'd first seen her. Her eyes had shone vibrantly as she talked to her friend. All of them celebrating after saving her people from the wraith. He chuckled, it sounded so cliche but when their eyes met it was like they zinged, love at first sight. "I am so happy for you, Carson!" he was snapped out of his thoughts by Anderson yet again. "You look like a man in love."
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