Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate Atlantis. If I did… naughty smile… never mind. Let's just say things would be different…
A/N: This is a response to the SGAHC "Good grief… is he naked" challenge. I'm writing this at about 1:30am after a disturbing nightmare about having wraith strippers at my older sister's bachelorette party. (Which thankfully there weren't.) Ok, on with the show!
As much as he disliked Kavanagh, John Sheppard had to feel just a teency bit sorry for the man as he stepped through the wormhole with his fellow scientists and two snickering marines. He doubted the unpleasant scientist would ever live this down.
"Good grief… is he naked?" Apparently Dr. Weir had seen fit to make her appearance.
"I'd say yes," John winced, "He's certainly not wearing a smile…"
Elizabeth choked and looked on the verge of crying before she straightened her shoulders and nodded at those returning from the offworld mission, "I expect the explanation for your…situation… to be… enlightening. Debriefing in two hours. I want all of you to be checked out by Doctor Beckett. Dr. Kavanagh, I'll have someone stop by your quarters and… retrieve something… appropriate… for you to wear to the briefing. Dismissed."
There was a chorus of 'Yes ma'am' and they gateroom cleared quickly accompanied by not-so-silent chuckles. Colonel Sheppard had bit his lip through the whole ordeal and Dr. Weir was trying very hard to regulate her breathing. McKay decided to share his opinion.
"My God, he's hung like a hamster! No wonder he has some sort of inferiority complex." Rodney McKay made his presence known, "Morgue Woman has more balls than he does…"
"Is not fit to be called man," Dr. Zelenka agreed pushing up his glasses, "but too ugly to be a woman."
The only thing keeping Dr. Weir upright amid gales of laughter was the Colonel's arm around her waist.
Oh, yeah. I'm naughty... ;)
