John Sheppard continued knocking on the door to Ronon's quarters, impatiently waiting for Ronon to stir. It was 0600, but he needed to talk to Ronon before the morning hours slipped away. It seemed they had a deadline to make.

His hands moved to use his bypass code to the room when suddenly the door opened. Ronon, his eyes half shut but still able to give a killer look at his visitor, left the door open only to turn back into his still darkened quarters.

"Sheppard," Ronon growled over his shoulder. "This better be good." He sat back on the bed and rubbed his face. "... or you're going to pay for it the next sparring match we have."

John winced, thinking of the beating that Ronon, who he knew wouldn't forget the next time they fought, would give him. He flipped on the lights, low, as to not get Ronon more cranky than he already was.

"Yeah, well, sorry," John said. "At least you didn't get a wake up call at 0500 like I did."

"What's going on? Who called you?" Ronon asked, getting up to reach for a half empty bottle of water from last night.

John sat down on a chair in the room. "Colonel Carter. In the next few missions, from what Carter told me, we'll need someone from medical to join the team temporarily. It seems that the upcoming worlds have promise of new medicines that we may overlook while we're there."

Ronon's eyes began to open more after he chugged down the remaining water. "Who?"

"Dr. Keller." John said. "Well, as soon as she's cleared for active duty."

"Cleared?" Ronon asked. "What's going on? She's been off world a few times with other teams."

"Well," Sheppard began. "It appears that the young doc is in need of basic fighting training. Especially with weapons." Sheppard got up to turn on the lights.

Ronon shook his head. "Why did Earth send her if she was unqualified to go on missions?"

Sheppard nodded. "The thing is, she's brilliant. They couldn't pass up on asking her and figured we could provide the needed training as soon as she arrived here. Problem is that after Weir's injury and the battle with the replicators, it was pushed aside."

"Which leads me to ask… why did you come here again?" Ronon asked, again.

John winced. He wasn't looking forward to Ronon's payback the next time the sparred. "I can't do it."

"Do what?" Ronon asked.

"Train her. I can't fit it in. You will," Sheppard said quickly and moved hastily to the door to leave.

Ronon jumped from the bed and grabbed Sheppard's arm. "What? This is the same Doc we're talking about that shook in her boots for hours after the last mission? You've got to be kidding." Ronon said loudly. "And how long do I have to do this?"

Dislodging his arm, which took a few seconds due to Ronon's rough grip, Sheppard prepared to make his exit. "One week."

"Impossible," Ronon huffed. "Where's the Colonel? I'd like for her to tell me how she thinks that will happen." Ronon pushed past Sheppard in the doorway.

John put his arm on Ronon. He played his hunch to get the irritated warrior to stop before going on a rampage. "Hey, if you're not up for it, Major Lorne was first to volunteer." Ronon just shot a look at Sheppard. "Let's just go get him to do it. But I'll be honest with you, Carter was against it seeing that Lorne is developing a crush on the doc. Didn't feel that Lorne would be able to stay focused."

Ronon took one step towards Sheppard. "Crush?" He said. "Translate."

John stopped the smile from forming. "Crush. As in, he has his eye on her." Sheppard pretended to search for words. "He thinks she's hot," John said quickly and shrugged, moving as if to leave to room to track down Lorne.

John almost lost composure when he looked back to see if his friend was following him. Ronon's face turned unreadable except for the narrowing of his eyes. John knew he had been right. After Teyla and Keller's adventure with the Bola Kai, John thought back and felt it was strange that Ronon, who never backed down from a fight, turned his back to let John battle the remaining savages to help Teyla get Keller to safety. It appeared his friend, although reluctantly, may have his own crush on the doc. Interesting.

"Wait," Ronon said. He turned his back and walked back into his room. "I'll do it." Ronon turned. "But at least set up a time schedule with her. I don't have time to track down doctors." Ronon shut the door.

John stood there for a moment and grinned. Then he laughed. It was going to be a fun filled week ahead watching the Satedan and the Doc.