Auther's Notes: This is where you can probably boo me and forget about the story, or continue on. This whole story starts in Season One. If you read the very first sentence, that Maj. John Sheppard speaks in my story, then you know when it takes place, exactly. I will be writing it almost exactly like the episodes, because that is what I'm basing it off of. Also, yes, I have the DVD sets, 1-3. I would liket to put out, that the TV information that Dara knows is all of season one, two, and the first half of season three. That was when I had the idea for this during the empty space in the middle of the season. So anything that happens from the last half of season three onwards (if I ever get that far in posting), Dara don't know.
So, if you want to read certain episodes, you can look up the name and read them.
Dara was bored, again. It had been a few days since they let her roam a little more, but she still had a marine guard. Right now he was outside her room door, waiting. He would follow her if she decide to get up and leave, but she didn't know what to do. Rolling over, on to her stomach, she gets an idea. She decided she should go and visit Rodney. She always found it amusing to watch him work. He would get upset, move around, complain, and just be plain funny to watch. She gets up and swipes her hand across the panel, openning the door. She steps out and heads towards Rodney's lab. As usual, her marine falls in behind her.
She was getting to know the city really well, she muse to herself. She was about to turn into Rodney's lab when a gun shot was heard. Her marine reacts out of instinct as he pushes her down, swings around, and points his gun into the lab. Dara stands up, brushes herself off, and pushes her marine out of the way, when she sees him lower his gun. Looking into the room, she sees John and Rodney standing there, laughing and looking at a bullet on the floor, infront of Rodney. "Can I ask, What is going on?"
John looks over at Dara and smiles, "I shot him. It was pretty cool."
Dara looks at Rodney, the bullet, and then John. "Okay."
"Come on, hit me!" Rodney exclaims.
Dara gets a chesire cat smile and replies, "If that is what you want." She grabs the large metal lab stool and begins to walk towards him.
"Um, maybe this wasn't a good idea," Rodney says, looking a little nervous.
"Oh suck it up, McKay."
"Maj. Sheppard, I really think this is a bad idea. Aren't you going to stop her?"
"No." John smirks.
Dara takes a swing at Rodney's mid-section, as Rodney hopelessly puts his hands up to block it. The swing hits, connecting against a green force.
Rodney stumbles back a little and begins to smile. "I didn't feel a thing."
"Yeah, I did," Dara replies as she puts the stool down and shakes her fore arms a little. "My arms feel like jelly."
"McKay, you got to admit. That was pretty awsome!" John exclaimed, smiling.
"Yeah, what else can we test the shield on?"
Dara stares at the little green shield on Rodney's chest. "I'm curious."
"Curious about what?" John askes looking at her.
"Well, the shield there, can protect him from objects that come at him at a high rate of speed. I wonder what would happen if he was the one moving at the high rate of speed and he collides with an object that is stationary." Both John and Rodney glanced at each other. "Oh, how about pushing him off the second story tier in the Gate room."
John and Rodney look at each other and give off large grins like two school children with a new toy.
Soon, all four of them were walking at a fast pace to get to the Gate room. They were all curious on how this was going to play out. They finally got to a tier that jutted out and they looked down. Rodney carefully climbs over the railing, turns around, and press his back against the rail. "Okay, here I go."
"Wait!" Dara exclaims.
"What?"
"If you jump, you'll be expected it, so you will naturally adjust and land right. Someone has to push you."
"What?" Rodney questions, his voice rising a little.
Dara smiles and looks at John. John smiles back and looks at Rodney.
Dr. Weir and Peter Grodin walked towards the Gate room, taking one of the back corridors. Weaving in and out of the people that were still unpacking items, that were brought with them. "Desalinising the water and storing into tanks big enough for the whole city," Peter explained to Dr. Weir.
"Good." Dr. Weir gives inward sigh. "So, fresh water won't be a problem."
"It seems that some Ancient technology requires the user to have the gene." Peter continued on to explain. "Other things merely require initialisation." They both step on to the stairs and start to head their way up. "Once activated, like the control room, anyone can push the buttons to make it work."
About this time a group of Athosian children push their way through Dr. Weir and Peter, as they ran down the stairs. "Good morning, Dr. Weir!" Jinto exclaims as he runs past.
"Good morning," she replies. "Careful!" calling out towards them before they get too far. She looks at Peter and says, "I think we need to designate some recreational areas."
"Yes," Peter responds as they start to head up the stairs, again.
"We centainly need to clear the hallways and get everything put away, as soon as possible. And can we lose the ten thousand year old, dead plants!" Dr. Weir states.
"Of coarse," Peter smiles in amusement. "We're still in the process that everyone has been assigned living quarters. Maj. Sheppard seems to taking his time okaying enough space."
"Well, the saftey and security of this expedition are his..."
"Okay, I'm ready!" McKay's voice cuts over, interrupting Dr. Weir.
Both Peter and Dr. Weir turn towards Rodney's voice, just in time to watch as John pushing Rodney over the rail, backwards, while Dara watched. A loud thud could be heard as Rodney hits the ground, and a collective gasp from everyone as well. "Oh, my God!" Dr. Weir exclaims.
Dr. Weir and Peter rush towards the edge, to get a look at him. "Did you see that?" John asks as he points downwards, as Dara leans over a little, trying to get a better look.
"Yes, what the..." Dr. Weir stalls as she sees Rodney pop right back up, like nothing had happen.
"I'm fine!" Rodney says as he pops his hands up really quick. Dara, John, Peter, and Dr. Weir run down the Gate room stairs towards Rodney. Everyone around, stood there, looking in amazement at him. "Look, Beckett's gene therapy works. I was able to activate this," Rodney points towards a glowing gem on his chest. "It's a Personal Sheild." Rodney starts to move his hands around as he begins to use them to help himself talk. "It acts like a protective skin. And it must inertial dampening properties, too," He says excitedly as he points over to Peter, "because I didn't feel a thing. Watch this. Hit me!" Rodney exclaims, looking straight at Peter.
Without even hesitating, Peter take a full blown swing at Rodney. His hand bounces of a green flash and he hollers out in pain. "Oh, god!" Clutching his hand, Peter just stares at Rodney.
"You didn't have to swing so hard." Rodney says with a smile. "And notice he didn't even hesitate." Dara's and John's grins got a little wider at that fact, as Rodney's disappears.
"I'm still trying to understand how you thought it was a good idea to test this device, by having someone throw you off a balcony."
"Oh believe me, that wasn't the first thing that we tried." Rodney smiles over at John.
John smiles even more and looks at Dr. Weir. "I shot him." She gives him a look, his face drops a little, "In the leg."
Rodney smiles a little more and throws his hands up, "I'm invulnerable!"
"Aren't you the one that is spouting off, about how proper and careful that scientific procedure must be adhere too."
"In-vul-ner-able." Rodney sings out a little, trying to think that was a reasonable answer.
"Alright, take it off." Dr. Weir says. "Let's go have this meeting."
Dara sighes and holds out her hand, waiting for Rodney to put the device there. Every since they let her roam about and she used a good part of that time, watching Rodney work, he started putting her to work. Normally, it was running errands and stuff.
"You're just jealous," Rodney mumers a little to loud.
"Oh yes, green with envy," Dr. Weir says aloud, towards Rodney.
Rodney goes for the device and his hand gets stopped by the green force field. He trys for a second time and it stops him again. "This could be a problem." Dr. Weir stares at him, as if demanding he gets it off, now. "I can't get at it!" Rodney exclaims.
John gives a question look, reaches over, and makes a grab at it, only to be stopped by the green force field. "Just checking." He says in disapointment towards Rodney.
