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Blood Runs Deep

"Hey, Johnnny!" yelled a female voice, and Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard jumped almost halfway out of his skin and started choking on his coffee, what little of it he had in his mouth spraying across the table and his lunch as well as Rodney, who was unfortunately sitting across from him today. John coughed and spluttered (as did Rodney, only his was indignant coughing and spluttering), eyes wide as the same voice's laughter drifted over him. When he finally stopped dying, he wiped at the coffee spills on his face and turned, looking at the only thing he'd left behind on Earth.

"Jesus, Callie, what are you doing here?" he demanded, and she grinned as he stood up, sauntering over with a shrug.

"Heard you were in another galaxy, came to see if it was true." she responded casually, looking at his lunch companions. "Also heard you were in a heap of trouble. I was concerned, but it looks like my Intel is out of date. Hi, how are ya?" She smiled at them, and then looked back at John. "I was hurt that you didn't call and invite me along." she told him, doing a fair impersonation of his pout. He rolled his eyes.

"It was classified." he argued, and she blinked.

"So?" she countered, and then laughed when he rolled his eyes.

"Colonel," said Rodney from his seat, and John looked at them all before wincing and shoving his hands in his pockets. "Old girlfriend?" asked the scientist, and John made a face, surprised and disgusted. Calypso snickered and then barked at him playfully.

"Ew, Rodney." he snapped, and Rodney blinked, but Sheppard sighed. "Guys, this is Calypso Sheppard, my sister," he said, much to the surprise of the entire team. Calypso smirked.

"Twin sister," she interjected.

"Callie, this is Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagen, and Rodney McKay."

"Dr. Rodney McKay, Astrophysicist," Rodney corrected, and she grinned, something that looked almost feral as she held out a hand, leaning on the table.

"Delighted," she replied. "I've heard so much about you." He blinked, looked at her hand, and then shook it, looking bemused. John twitched visibly, and then cleared his throat.

"Rodney, she's my sister, and she was married last time I checked." he said, and Rodney looked at him, face turning slightly pink as he let go of her hand. Cal seemed unphased, looking back at her brother.

"Divorced, actually, as soon as Dirk signs the last of the papers." she told him, and he blinked.

"Dirk?" he asked, and she gave a shrug, raising an eyebrow. "Who's Dirk? What happened to Anthony?"

"Anthony? Oh, he was a dirt bag." she snorted, folding her arms. "Restraining order." she added, and he rolled his eyes, slumping down into his seat. She leaned against the next table over, looking at them all. "So this is your team?"

"Yep, this is my team. How did you even find out about this?" he demanded, and she giggled.

"Was wondering when you'd ask. Eric has connections." she told him, and he stared at her blankly. "Eric; hubby number two? Keep up, Johnny," she chastised, and he blinked. "He was secret service, which I didn't find out till three months into the marriage, and then only because I hired a private dick to follow him around. Thought he was cheating on me, turns out he was protecting the president behind my back," she said with a smirk.

"I'm sorry," said Teyla, and Calypso looked at her. "A Private what?" she asked, and Rodney burst into laughter, almost choking on his food as he tried to control his giggles at Teyla's innocent question. Sheppard's ears turned a ruddy sort of color.

"It's slang for Private Investigator. P.I, sub rosa, magnum," he explained, and she nodded slowly, giving him her patented 'your ways are strange to me' expression. Calypso pointed at her as if something had just occurred to her.

"You're the alien that I heard about. Atheryan, Ayothis, no…" she snapped her fingers, looking to the side as she tried to come up with the word.

"Athosian," Teyla corrected, gently, and Calypso pointed at her.

"That's the one." she agreed. "Wow. When I heard alien, I was thinking green skin or scales or something. I'm almost disappointed."

"Cal!" hissed Sheppard, but his sister waved him off.

"So do you really understand what they're talking about or do you just humor them?" she asked, with a conspiratorial grin. Teyla let out a surprised laugh, smiling at Calypso, who gave a chuckle before looking at Ronon. "So who are you? You're not Ford, and I think I read about him in the file, but I could only get a ten minute glance and it was a very big file." she said, and Sheppard buried his head in his hands, groaning.

"Specialist Ronon Dex," he introduced, and she nodded.

"Specializing in…?"

"Killing Wraith," he answered bluntly, before taking a bite out of his bread roll. She nodded thoughtfully.

"Yeah, read about them." she said, before shaking her head. "Not nice fellas." she observed. Rodney, back under control, took a drink of his water and shook his head.

"No they're not." he agreed. Then he tilted his head. "How many times have you been married?" he asked, and Sheppard's head jumped out of his hands, wide brown eyes staring at Rodney as if he were insane. Calypso thought for a moment.

"Eight," she told him, and now Sheppard's wide, staring eyes were fixed on his sister.

"Eight?" he demanded, and she smirked.

"Lookin for love in all the wrong places." she warbled, and John rolled his eyes in annoyance. Ronon and Teyla shared a look of confusion that went unnoticed by their Earthling colleagues. "I was surprised to find number three working at the SGC, actually." she said, looking up nostalgically. Rodney blinked.

"Who? No, wait, let me guess. Colonel Mitchell?"

"Who?" she asked, and he stared. "Nah, I'm talking about Walter,"

"Harriman?!" exploded both John and Rodney, and she snickered.

"I think he had about that look when I told him I wanted to know about what my brother's been doing for the last couple years." she confessed, and John just shook his head. Rodney looked up at her in awe.

"I was wrong, Colonel. You're not Kirk. The title clearly belongs to your sister," he said, with a decisive nod. Calypso raised an eyebrow.

"Oooh, a fellow Trekker, eh?" she asked, and John's eyes widened.

"Forbidden!" he snapped, and she pouted at him, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, come on, Johnny, we're all adults here," she said, and he pointed at her.

"Forbidden," he warned her, and she stuck her tongue out at him. This time Rodney shared in the confused look with Teyla and Ronon, because even though the word obviously had a meaning that was understood by the siblings, the rest of the team was mystified.

"Fine. I gotta go unpack anyways," she replied, and he froze, staring at her.

"Unpack," he said, slowly, but the panic in his eyes was clear. She nodded.

"Ye-up," she said, just as slowly, and he narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"How long are you going to be here?" he asked, and she shrugged a shoulder.

"Until Weir sends me home. I signed up as a civilian contractor. I even offered to introduce her to some friends of mine who could help out." she told him, and he straightened, getting to his feet and following her as she headed for the door.

"Are you serious?" he demanded, and she grinned at him, causing a muscle in his cheek to twitch.

"Absolutely. I even got Weir's permission to join a team after some training and if anyone wants me. We're gonna spend lots and lots of time together," she smirked. "Colonel," she added, with a snicker. He narrowed his eyes again.

"You're evil," he growled.

Her laughter stayed with him as she moved down the hall.