Stargate: Atlantis

Title: Super Soakers Spoilers: Thirty Eight Minutes

Rating: PG-13

Summary: What exactly was the point of that bug that attached itself to Major Sheppard's neck? Was it only there to build dramatic tension? Or would it supply some vital information aiding in the demise of the Wraith?

Genre: Action/Adventure, Humor

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate: Atlantis or any of its characters (no matter how much I wish I did....).

Author's Note: I think this might actually be a plausible outcome to some future episode of SGA. It is, however, rather odd. Oh well. I've never posted anything on before (but I've been a long time reader), so please review. I might write more if I find that people actually enjoy my strangeness. (grins) Well, off to my story!

Chapter 1

"I sure wish you'd have been able to let me have a look at that creature that had a hold of Major Sheppard's throat," Dr. Carson Beckett told Lieutenant Aidan Ford as they walked out of the infirmary together. "That would have been really interesting to study."
"Yeah, well, I for one am glad that that thing got sucked out of there," Aidan responded. "I mean, what if somehow it was still able to regenerate itself even after it let the Major go?"
"I know it's possible, but it still would have been fascinating. I'm beginning to think that perhaps Rodney was right. The Wraith had to have evolved from something, right? Maybe this creature could have given us some sort of idea of how to defend ourselves from them."
"Yeah, I guess so. But I don't really think it was worth the risk."
"No, I suppose not." Carson glanced over at the young man walking beside him. He looked like he had been to hell and back, and the reality wasn't much different. "You did good today, Lieutenant. Now, go get some rest. You could really use some by the looks of you."
Aidan managed a slight smile. "Thanks, Doc. I do feel kinda tired." With that, both Aidan and Carson headed to their respective quarters to turn in for the night.
Meanwhile, back in the infirmary, Major John Sheppard sat alone in his uncomfortable bed. He sighed, then called out, "Hey! What happened to that food you said I could have 2 hours ago?" He waited for a response, but received none. He sighed again. "Damn."

A/N: I know, it's short, and there's really no plot yet, but I've got something worked out in my mind. However, if I don't get any reviews for this, I might just not bother posting anymore (evil laughter). So, yeah, please review, if you didn't figure that one out....