Lt. Colonel John Sheppard sprinted down the hall away from them. Don't get me wrong he loved them, but sometimes they could be worse than the wraith.
They would follow him, stare at him, and when they thought he couldn't hear them they would talk about him. And sometimes it got so bad he found himself running like he was now.
He finally found cover in the doors of the infirmary. "Hello Colonel, what can I do for ye?" Beckett asked as Sheppard leaned against a wall to catch his breath. "Just a place to lay low for while…" he said in between gasps. "Oh no…not them again." Carson said in his thickly accented exasperated voice "Don't they ever give up?"
Sheppard shook his head as they both threw their hands up and said "Women!"