John sat in the science lab. Bored.
He thought that after 5 years with Rodney he would know something about science.
Apparently he was wrong.
He let his head land on the consol, and Eli laughed watching him.
'You not the science type then?' Eli joked, standing up and moving to his console.
John looked up at him blearily and tried to glare. Unfortunately, due to Eli's grin, he failed miserably.
'Come on,' Eli said, motioning towards the door. 'You need rest. You're not going to get back to Atlantis in two weeks if you can't concentrate.'
John looked up, and found Rush glaring at them. 'You cannot leave now!'
Eli looked at him. 'Why?'
'Because he has two weeks! He needs to get home for Colonel Young.' Rush said.
John glared back at him. 'You're the one that wants me to stay.'
Rush stayed silent, and Eli looked between them and intervened. 'Right... Rush, you need to stay here, and John, please, just come with me!'
John relented from glaring at Rush and looked at his softer friend. 'Where do you want to go Eli?'
Eli looked at him happily, and John felt happy in the knowledge that he'd helped him.
'We'll come back in a bit Rush.' Eli turned and looked at him once he'd got to the door.
Rush didn't even answer.
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Eli walked down the corridor, in his thoughts, when he bumped into somebody. 'Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't even know where I was going!' he apologised.
The man he'd knocked down, didn't say anything, just glared at him and left him alone in the corridor.
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Rush sat alone in his rooms. He had finally left the science lab place, after two days, to get some sleep.
A knock at his door interrupted him just as he was about to lie down.
He sighed and answered the door.
On the other side, John Sheppard stood.
He sighed internally this time, and moved out of the doorway to allow him in.
The other man hesitantly stepped into the room, stopping just in the doorway.
'I just wanted to talk to you.' John said after a few minute's silence.
'Shut the door then, and sit down, you're going to be here a while.' Rush said sarcastically.
'God! You sound just like Carson.' John murmured. 'You have the same accent, and it's so different.'
'Yes well, I am not, nor will I ever be Carson Beckett.' Rush said annoyed. 'What did you want to discuss?'
'I want to discuss you.' John said.
'What about me?'
'Young told me to avoid you, Eli told me to be careful around you, and generally people have told me not to go near you.' John said. 'I want to know why.'
Rush snorted slightly. 'Colonel Young.' He said, sitting on his bed. 'He hates me, and I hate him. I do not think that he is the right man for the job, and I was part of a force against him. Eli. Eli is different.' He said after a while.
'Yes, he is.' John agreed. 'He's the best person on this ship.'
'Maybe he is.' Rush commented. 'Eli is careful around everybody. You look at Eli and you don't suspect for a minute that he'd one of the most intelligent people here, and that is what he relies on. Apparently, just like you do.' Rush said, turning the conversation back to the black haired man.
'People underestimate you when you're a soldier.' John said levelly. 'If I told you that I passed MENSA, would you believe me?'
Rush laughed. 'You passed MENSA? I would never have suspected that.'
'Exactly.' John said. 'If you are up against an enemy, for example the Genii, then the best thing that can happen is that they underestimate you.' He looked away from Rush's Stargate coloured eyes. 'That's exactly what they did.'
'And you killed sixty of them single handed.' Rush commented.
'Yes.' John said harshly. 'All of them.'
Rush stared at him silently.
'That's what Eli does,' John carried on. 'He gets people to underestimate people, so that they don't think anything when they see him watching them, figuring out their secrets, and their uttermost desires. And he's good at it.'
Rush nodded. 'Yes, he is.'
John looked way and went to stand up, 'I shouldn't have come here, not now.'
Rush walked over to him, standing next to the door, like a predator going in for the kill.
'Maybe you should have.' He growled before capturing his lips.
John pushed on the scientist's arms, pushing him back, and he fell backwards, hitting the soft material of the bed, the colonel on top of him.
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Thanks for reading, =D
Emily.