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I am ashamed of myself, really, I am. I'm totally appalled with myself, I don't even know what came over me.XD

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"Where the hell is McKay?"asked Ronon, annoyed beyond belief about being kept waiting by the little scientist.

"I don't know, so stop asking!!"snapped John, messing with his oh-so-perfect hair.

They were all waiting for Rodney to arrive so the Daedalus could take them back to Atlantis.

He was fifteen minutes late and the rest of the team was not enjoying the physics lecture they were receiving from Hermiod, the tiny, unpleasant little Asgard.

"Ah, that is Rodney now,"said Teyla, relieved.

They all watched as he walked up to them, an expression of complete disbelief, a look like someone had just run off with his manhood, and his computer.

"Hey, what the hell took you so long!?!"snarled John, furious that he'd accidentally messed up his perfect hair.

Rodney turned to look at him, mouth hanging open, eyes wide, a blank expressionless mask where his face should have been.

"What happened McKay? You get your girlfriend knocked up or something?"joked Ronon.

They all burst out laughing, until, Rodney didn't respond.

John blinked,"Rodney..."he began, a note of panic forming in his voice,"tell me you didn't..."

"A girl."was all Rodney managed to croak,"Katherine Elizabeth Carter."

Nothing.

Silence.

John blinked.

"Way to go McKay!! I didn't think you had in you!!"shouted Ronon, slapping him on the back.

Rodney fell over, crashing into the floor.

"Ah, a perfect example of the principle I've been explaining, Dr.McKay's lack of muscular structure, combined with his lack of coordination, contributed to his fainting,"said Hermiod dryly, as he closed the bay doors.

"Shut.Up.Or. I.Will.Force.You.To.Wear.Pants."said John through clenched teeth.

"That is a highly unlikely possibility,"replied Hermiod smugly, clicking a button.

John disappeared, along with Rodney.

"Where'd they go?"asked Ronon, glaring at the tiny gray man.

"I sent Dr.McKay to the ship's infirmary, where he may be able to find some suitable psychiatric help,"replied Hermiod innocently.

"What about John?"asked Teyla.

"Colonel Sheppard will find his accommodations suitable for the duration of the journey,"replied Hermiod evasively.

Teyla and Ronon looked at each other.

Ronon shrugged,"Okay, whatever"he said, turning and leaving the cargo bay, Teyla followed him.

"Hey, let's get some pie..."said Ronon as they turned the corner.

"That is the best idea I have heard all week,"replied Teyla, entwining her hand with his.

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Some Far Off Airlock...

"So help me God, if I get out of here, you'll be wearing a three piece suit!!"shouted John.

John banged on the door,"Let me out!!"he screamed, kicking and slapping the door.

"Sheppard, is that you?"a voice asked.

"Yeah, who's this?"shouted John back, banging the door.

"Dr.Kavanagh."the voice shouted back.

"Damn. I hate you."

"Well, you can go rot in Hell for all I care!!"

John heard the sound of footsteps fading away.

John sighed, this was going to be a very long trip.

He groaned, slumping against the wall.

"God, I wish I had some pie..."