I revised the first chapter though I'm not sure how great I did I'm extremly tired! Not mention I have a ton of homework to do. For the record for all the people giving me a hard time about this chapter I wrote it the summer of 2006, quite awhile ago; I was in middle school. I actually had to dig my really old computer out of the attic to retreive the first chapter to revise since I could not find my flash drive. Believe me I got a few questionable glances from my parents as I was hauling the heavy thing down the stairs, but hey now its on my laptop never to be lost again. Happy days. I'm always happy to add stuff and correct stuff if you'd be kind enough to inform me what is wrong. : ) Again sorry I kind of runined this chapter at the get go, but I hope it makes a little more sense and flows better now. Thanks for all the reviews!

Song: Sugar we're going down(white collar video)

Artist: Fall out boy

Two Sheppard's don't make a right

By: Kristine Johnson

Chapter One: The explosion

"Rodney, I get you want to check out this new branch of Atlantis." John nodded setting his gun on a console and yawning. "But you woke me at five in the morning."

"I thought you might be interested." Rodney answered, but he was hiding something and John could tell.

"Not that I'm not peachy that you decided to choose me, but…" John started, but yawned.

"You're not interested." Rodney answered guessing that was what he was going to say.

"I'm just not a scientist Rodney. I don't understand what you do with your computers." John rubbed the back of his head and wiped his eyes. He spotted a chair and sat down than looked back up to Rodney. "So why am I here?"

Rodney bit his lip and pressed a few buttons on his portable computer. John crossed his arms annoyed, he was being ignored. McKay looked up and made a face like he just wanted to pretend that Sheppard was not sitting in the chair.

"Well, Woolsey decided sit down and read some old incident reports." Rodney started clicking on a few more buttons on his portable computer.

"Not what I asked Rodney?" Shepherd replied standing up. "If you're not going to tell me I'm leaving."

Shepherd grabbed his gun and started to make his way over to the door. McKay jumped in front of him and John shifted back and forth to get past him, but McKay kept blocking him. John lifted up his gun and lifted it up a few inches from McKay's face and motioned with his head and gun for him to get out of the way.

"Rodney I'm tired enough just to shoot you and deal with it when I wake up later." John groaned glaring at Rodney with slit eyes.

"I need a senior ranking officer when I investigate scientific explorations in the city. Woolsey read about the incident report about Beckett. The real Beckett, the technology that resulted in the explosive tumors." Rodney answered stuttering, he could not figure out if Sheppard would actually pull the trigger he seemed fairly agitated. "This was a big find and I couldn't wait."

McKay studied John's expression and it made him confused. He was at least relieved that John lowered his gun. John evaluated the situation talking it over in his head, he inserted the gun back into its holster.

"What?" Rodney asked.

"Total waste of manpower to send a senior ranking officer." John replied stepping forward.

Rodney reacted putting up his arms defensively. Sheppard laughed and shot Rodney a concerned look as he grabbed his radio that was on the ledge near the door. He dangled the radio from the antenna in front of Rodney.

"It's just a radio. Can you tell me why you're on my team again?" Sheppard asked giving an amused smug look. "What did you think I was going to do… hit you? You know not that it hasn't crossed my mind."

Rodney brought his arms down slowly and smiled briefly scratching the back of his head formulating what to say.

"Spit." Rodney retorted.

"What?" John snapped back bewildered, his amusement quickly detracted.

"You spit when you talk I was blocking my face." Rodney nodded twiddling his thumbs.

John huffed a few times and frowned at Rodney not really knowing how to react to the comeback. He had so many directions he could have gotten with that comeback and he choose…spit. It really made Sheppard raise the question how he could have him on his team? Let along put his life on the line for him?

"How long do you need me for?" John sighed in frustration caving in to Rodney's request. Figuring he was not wrong about many things…scientific things more specifically and if he said it was important it was best to go along with it.

"An hour maybe two tops." Rodney smiled a bit giddy at the confirmation to continue.

Rodney stood standing there for a long moment taking in the day that Shepherd agreed with him.

"What are you standing there for, go!" John snapped motioning his arms over to the console centered in the middle of the room. Rodney ran over to the contraption and Sheppard turned his wrist to see his watch; it was five thirty. He clicked a few buttons to set the alarm. "You got until seven-thirty."

Rodney nodded acknowledging the time limit. He grabbed the computer he left on the far right console already pressing buttons and mumbling to himself. John growled under his breath and checked his watch again, this was going to take forever.

Three hours later…

8:30 am

"You lied. " Shepherd spat from the corner in which he was laying on the floor. He looked at his watch three hours had passed without anything as much being activated. "It's been three hours. I was gracious to give you that. "

"Ten more minutes." Rodney reassured.

"You've been saying that like clockwork for the last hour." Sheppard frowned emphasizing a high amount of displeasure in his tone.

"Sheppard?" A voice said from his radio, it sounded like Officer Lauren.

John opened his eyes, the light was unbearable as he stumbled to grab the radio out his pocket and lifted it up to his face.

"Please tell me you need me for something." John answered. "To bake cookies, weapons cleaning, anything."

"No, Woolsey was just asking around for you something about an evaluation interview." Officer Lauren explained. "We figured you were avoiding."

John sighed; he rested the radio on his chest thinking for a moment before picking it up again.

"Tell him I'm working on something important." John answered. "Something of cosmic proportions."

"Trying to get out of the interview again?" Woolsey asked. "Your other team members have been through the interview."

"What was that? Your -bre-up. Cont-later." With that John shut off his radio and smiled to himself feeling fairly proud.

"Oh yeah like that's really going to deter him from getting you into that interview?" Rodney mocked pressing a few more buttons.

John shot Rodney a disapproving glare, but said nothing. A four hour interview was not exactly on his list of things he wanted to be doing today. John decided to wait a few minutes before turning on his radio again.

"Is he gone?" John asked skeptical.

"Yes Sir, sorry about that he kind of snuck up on us and grabbed the radio. To be honest I'm quite surprised he even knew how to use it." The officer Lauren replied jokingly. "He's sending out a group to look for you."

"Who?" Sheppard asked.

"Teyla and Ronan. Are you with Rodney?" Lauren asked.

Rodney perked up at the mention of his name, he was now interested in the conversion.

"Why do you ask?" John questioned.

"Nobody's been able to find him either." Lauren explained.

"Did you hear that Rodney, people actually noticed you missing and reported it." John laughed, there were a few chuckles from the other side of the radio.

"Ha. My side hurts from laughing so hard." Rodney frowned.

"So you and Rodney are in the same room together?" Lauren questioned a bit taken back at the notion. "I thought you guys didn't get along?"

"We don't, but we've come with this great idea. He doesn't talk to me I don't talk to him. It's working better than I expected." Sheppard informed.

An ear piercing sound started to engulf the room, John sat up covering his ears. He looked over and Rodney looked panicked, he was pressing buttons franticly.

"What's going on?" Shepherd shouted over the screeching noise standing up and running up next to Rodney. "What did you do?"

"What did I do!" Rodney snapped back defensively.

John shot Rodney a look like it really was not a time to argue over it being is fault or not and McKay agreed. Shepherd looked over to the main mechanism it had opened and a shield appeared around the cylinder, but the shield was flying out in different directions, as if it was having trouble controlling whatever it was holding back. John handed Rodney the radio and shoved him toward the door.

" I can fix it." Rodney yelled pushing past Sheppard back to the machine.

" Go! Radio for help when you get out I'm right behind you." Shepherd yelled grabbing Rodney by his collar and shoving him back toward the door. " That's an order!"

Sheppard inspected the controls resting one of his hands on the contraption. There was a stinging sensation beneath his hand and he pulled it up to see a blood drawing from his pointer finger.

Rodney ran out and yelling into the radio. McKay was out some distance away from the room, but something was wrong John should have been out by now.

John looked down at the console and automatically noticed the large red button; back on earth that usually meant a shutdown button. With that thought in his mind he slammed his fist down causing the red button to pulse a flash. A buzzing noise started to build and he could feel static rising in the air. Sheppard figured it was time for him to leave. And with that he started to make his way to the door, but he was not fast enough. Burning heat hit his back and he flew across the room. John hit the wall with his head and could see debris flying past him. John groaned hitting the floor, he had been in an explosion. He had witnessed many and been around many to know that. His vision was blurred, noises, and pain all started to combine together, but despite that he could have sworn he saw someone run by him and out the door. After that he could not hold staying conscious too long. Everything went black.