She'd been on base now for a month. So far she'd only ever seen Ronon Dex from afar. He'd come in from missions or from a sparring accident and go directly to Dr. Beckette. If any nurse or other doctor tried to touch him, he'd shout and glower... frighten one and all to leave him alone. He must be so lonely she often thought. Even amongst his friends he stood a little apart. She could understand that. So far she hadn't been in the direct area when he'd come in, but that was about to change... Dr. Beckette was off world and left her in charge.
"We need a medical team to the gate room! Bring a stretcher!" The call came over the comm unit... time to live up to her hype.
"Ok everyone, we have an emergency. Marie-prep the ER, Brian- I'm going to need a stretcher. Kalen- prep for more injured, we don't know what to expect!" She yelled out as she grabbed her emergency case and sprinted down the halls. "Out of the way!"
They entered the gateroom to chaos. There were bloody people everywhere, dazed and shocked looks in dirty faces. Jennifer crouched down to the closest injured person, already her hands were elbow deep. "I need to know what happened... Colonel-"
"We were ambushed with our guides on the way back to the gate. These are the most severely injured."
"Kalen, Brian-we're going to need to take those people over there and there to the operating rooms right away. Colonel please get the rest of these people to the Infirmary for stitches. If there's anything more serious, let us know and we'll send someone back with either stretchers or wheel chairs. Lets go!" She ran with the stretcher, her hands wrist deep into the patient, trying to identify what needed to be worked on.
*****
Four hours and three surgeries later, Jenn leaned against the wall. Her head aching and her spirits flagging, it had been a long day-
"Don't touch me! I'll wait for Beckette." Ronon was sitting on a bed, his arm bleeding profusely, and another deep scrape across his forehead gave him a menacing look. Not that he needed the help. Nurses scurried away from him... other doctor's got out of his way.
"Dr. Keller?" Marie asked hesitantly. Pointedly glancing at the adamant man on the bed.
"I've got it." She pushed off the wall with a sigh, so much for being off duty. "Why are you giving my staff a problem? They are trying to help you." She scolds him as she puts her gloves on and gathers supplies.
"Only Dr. Beckette helps me." He mumbles, looking at the pretty woman warily.
"Well, he's off world right now and he isn't due back for a number of days. You're stuck with me. Now, stop being such a baby and let me see." Her cool hands stroke his biceps, cleaning the wound and irrigating it. She reached over to her supplies to a long needle.
"No pain killers."
"Wh-"
"You can work on me, but no pain killers."
"If you're sure..."
"No pain killers."
She put the shot down and instead picked up her needle and thread. Biting her lower lip in concentration she started stitching his wound. "So you are the infamous Ronon Dex. Why do you give everyone such a hard time?"
He just looked at her for a minute. She was just trying to distract him, he knew the drill, but his curiosity was piqued, "I don't know them. I know Beckette. Trust Beckette. Who're you? I've seen you around, but you've never tried to help me before."
She shrugs as she finishes her stitches and prepares to start on his head. "Forgive my bad manners, I'm Dr. Keller. You know you can trust us, all of us. We just want to help you." she glances as him at the last, a blush tinges her cheeks as she sees how close she is to him and how intently he's looking at her.
"You're Dr. Keller. We thought J. Keller was a man." He says after a grunt... she's got prettier eyes up close than he'd thought. And she smelled faintly of flowers...
"You wouldn't believe how often that happens," she smiles as she finishes cleaning off his forehead and prepares the next needle for use. "I'm pretty used to it. So are you going to keep giving the staff a hard time? What happens when Dr. Beckette is on extended missions and you get injured?"
"He doesn't go on more'en overnight missions usually. I wait or deal with it myself. Carter saw me though and ordered me here."
"Well, with me here Dr. Beckette said he'd be taking more lengthy off world missions... you're going to have to trust us."
"Not them. You."
"Oh, ok" A blush rose to her cheeks again at his words. "I'm done. Try to take it easy, and don't get them wet."
"I know the drill. I'll try." His eyes roamed her face as she blushed and backed up into an waiting tray. Then scurried to pick up the mess. She was a nervous little thing... but she hadn't been a minute ago. He liked that. He hopped down from the bed and headed to the entrance. "Be seein' ya Doc."