Be kind this is my first Atlantis fic.

'You know doc you could look a little excited once in a while."

"I am ecstatic major you just have to know how to look."

"Sure doc and I am Diana Ross."

"Really? I am a big fan of your work."

"McKay do you ever do anything that makes my life easy?"

"That is not in my job description Major, but making your life miserable is."

John was having the time of his life. They were in the pool that the scientist had created in one of the rec. rooms. Rodney was not happy. He was never happy at this time of day. It was the time of day that they had chosen to 'workout'. It had all started about 5 weeks ago when Weir had decided that the SG teams were not physically fit enough, even though that could run five miles with fifty pounds on their backs. IT was not Rodney's fault actually; one of the young military members was almost caught by the wraith when he collapsed under the weight of his pack because he was ill. After that incident Weir went nuts worrying about it happening again and so each and every one of them had to suffer. Each of them were required to go one an approved weightlifting and strength training program.

McKay had no clue what the heck to do when "working out" so he just followed the Major about. They swam every other day for an hour and one the other days they spent an hour weightlifting. It was tiring and unpleasant and, to his chagrin, he was getting used to it. Thus Sheppard was making the workout harder. McKay sighed. He looked at the clock on the wall it was time to get out. He left the Major in the pool and went to get dressed. He was off duty so he didn't put on his uniform instead he put on a black T-shirt and black jeans that someone else had bought him for Christmas one year. He never wore it but today being his day off he though why not?

McKay was exhausted. They had just brought some artifacts back from a rather unfriendly planet and he was trying to decipher what they actually said and hopefully figure out what they did. He had been working on the project for the past week and had neglected eating for a while before the Major had grabbed him for their morning exercise, in fact he didn't remember sleeping either. Man he needed to stop loosing track of time like that A wave of dizziness washed over him. He steadied himself against the wall. He headed to the mess hall hoping to find some food. He was almost there when Elizabeth waylaid him.

"Rodney can you spare a minute?" He sighed. She looked gorgeous, her hair was styled perfectly and, and he needed to get out more. She had that look on her face, that 'would you please do something for me' look. There was no arguing with that look. He sighed again he was going to die before he got something it eat.

"Well…."

" I need you to check on a generator on the far side of Atlantis." Who knew that Dr. Weir had puppy eyes?

"Sure but…" He had to try, try to get a word in and actually get someone else to do what needed to be done.

"Thanks Rodney."

"Elizabeth, wait…." And with that she was gone leaving a very hungry Rodney to embark on a journey before he got to fill his stomach. He sighed a few dozen times more. It was going to be the day of sighing he could tell.