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John knocked on the door

- Hey buddy, what's happening?

- Go away!

- Look at me Rodney

- I can not

- Rodney'm your friend. Carson is also here, we're your friends.

Rodney opened the door nimbly and with his head down.

- No, not anymore, I've hidden them things

- Okay, okay, what if you leave the room and tell us what its happening, Jeannie left the apartment just now said something about going to speak at the embassy.

- It is that everything has come so fast that do not believe it.

- Rodney, come, come on.

John put his arm around Rodney's shoulder as they walked to the room, Carson was serving some food on the table.

- Och, bloody hell, anyone can explain to me was that all about?

- Rodney will talk, only that easy, we're your friends.

- I do not know!

- Hey luv, I'm here, quiet, I'm your best friend does not? Do you trust me?

- Yes I trust you,

- so?

- it's okay.

Rodney sat on the couch and tears wiped his face with his hands. There it was again, as it did with Elizabeth, with O'Neill and Kate.

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Rodney had been forced by his father to join the army and he did just to see him suffer, while it was true that he had studied piano, his grandfather spoiling his wonderful career, signing a commitment of long service had been punished by birth, Rodney he had always said he was incompetent with weapons and military stuff, but the truth behind it all was that he had to serve in places where death was the daily bread, where he could not hear his precious music and instead, only he heard the whistle of bullets, just wanted to forget about what would have been if he had continued playing smooth and soft keys on the piano,He had logradon study physics and engineering in college thanks to a colonel who had seen him in his suffering, and he knew he could give more than just shooting, but even there had to admit he had made love to military life , he sat thinking that all I had to learn was only for the sole purpose of saving lives, and even as fate had simply wanted to leave behind that, it was all that connected him with Atlantis save lives, and gain more knowledge, and above all have friends, even die, here and there was the same problem, death, that never change so had reached the point of having panic attacks, had decided to retire from active duty, but his sister without knowing what had put in reserve, right there had appeared opportunity to work with the area 51, better than tranquility, office, and great people.