When things go wrong

Chapter 6

Engish translations

Chvála Bohu - Thank God in Czech

Carson held his breath as he stepped into the event horizon. He was looking forward to finally going home but as much as he tried to hide it from his friends and colleagues, he absolutely hated walking through the bloody thing. He hated the coldness that coursed through his veins when you reached your final destination but most of all he hated wondering whether or not you would actually make it to the other side. He knew he was being unreasonable but hell, everyone has their phobia's.

A split second later, he stepped forward releasing his breath. He felt the warmth as it caressed his skin and slowly penetrated through the coldness. He walked forward through the gateroom, relishing in the heat of the sunbeam that shone through the stained glass windows at the top of the stairs. He glanced up and saw Elizabeth smiling warmly at him as he turned, seeking out his lover.

'Oh for the love of god. What is it with you people and wheelchairs. Carson tell them i'm not getting in that. I'm going to hobble to my... our quarters and am going to go to sleep so if you excuse me i'll be on my way'.

Carson laughed as realisation dawned on him and he saw the object of his lovers discomfort. A wheelchair had been bought into the room and placed a few feet away from the gate ready for when Rodney stepped through. Someone at the SCG obviously had the sense to send a communication to Atlantis once the wormhole had been established, though the thought was nice, it really wasn't what Rodney had wanted.

Carson recognised two of his nurses as they tried to get Rodney to sit down in the chair.

'Come on Dr McKay. You really shouldn't be on your feet at the moment. You heard what the Doctor said'. Shel's hand slowly reached towards Rodney's arm as she tried to convince him, unsuccessfully, to let them push him to his quarters.

'Absolutely not. Stop treating me like an invalid and let me go to my room'.

Rodney's face was set into a glare that would have most of his junior scientist trembling in their shoes.

'Get in love, the sooner you stop being so bloody stubborn, the sooner we can can get home'. Rodney's face softened at the sound of Carson's voice and he saw the look of pain that had started to crease his brow.

'Humph, I don't believe this. One little plane crash and i'm back in that, that............that torture instrument'. His protests were a little bit less acidic as he gingerly lowered himself into the chair and lifted his legs onto the footrests.

Elizabeth had heard the exchange and wasn't surprised at the fact that Carson hadn't noticed her standing by his side.

'How are you holding up Carson'. He had been subconsciously rubbing at the fingers on his broken hand when felt a warm hand rest on his good wrist.

'Aye i'm fine love, nothing that won't heal. I just want to get to my quarters now'.

She nodded and patted his shoulder before watching one of her closest friends follow the wheelchair out of the gate room.

6 weeks later................................

'Zelenka. I thought I told you to finish the modifications to puddle jumper 1'.

Rodney stormed into his lab and turned towards Radek's desk, leaving a trail of heat where his anger boiled dangerously. Radek inhaled sharply and looked up, half expecting to see steam whistling out of the head scientist's ears.

'Yes Rodney and I told you I have to work on the power fluxuations in the infirmary. Carson can't work with the lights flickering on and off constantly'.

Radek's exasperated voice rang through the lab, betraying the fact that he was fed up with the same argument he had been having on and off for most of the day. He glared at Rodney before scrutinizing his friend, noticing the dark circles under Rodneys eyes, the same dark circles that seemed to be a permanent feature for the last month. He couldn't fathom out how his friend could look so exhausted when Atlantis had been running smoother than she ever had.

The haunted look that seemed to follow Rodney recently had been noticed by everyone. The man was arrogant and egotistic but everyone respected what he did and were worried about the obvious fact that Rodney wasn't sleeping well, his temper become more and more fragile as the days wore on. Shaking his head he made a mental note to talk to Carson.

'Oh, right. Well I'll be up in the jumper bay then'. Shoulders slumped, Rodney turned slowly and picked up the tablet off his desk.

The argument had been too easy to win and Rodney had conceded far quicker then he normally would have making Radek want to grab the man and shake him out of whatever dark world he was living in. He cocked his head slightly to the side, taking off his glasses to absent mindedly clean them on his shirt.

'Rodney, are you OK my friend'. The kindness in the Czech's voice penetrated Rodney's mood and he relaxed slightly, releasing the muscles that had his shoulders clamped firmly up towards his jaw.

'Yes yes, I'm always OK Radek. I Just didn't sleep very well last night'. Rodney knew he was being dismissive as he clasped his tablet tight to his chest, rushing out of the lab.

'or the last few weeks my friend'. Radek thought as he turned back to his laptop, the solution to his problem suddenly screaming at him.

'Aha, Chvála Bohu'.

He grabbed his tablet and started to make his way down to the infirmary to repair the fluctuation 'and speak to Carson' he thought as he neared the door to the main infirmary. He steeled himself as he made his way in, trying to muster every bit of courage he had.

It was well after 18.00 before Carson finally made his way home. He was finally free of the immobilising sling that had been the bane of his life for the past 6 weeks. The cast had been removed, being replaced with a removable splint making it easier for Carson to do the exercises that had been set by the physical therapist. He was subconsciously flexing his fingers as he walked into his dark quarters.

'Och, Rodney are you home'.

The words were uttered quietly and he wasn't really expecting a answer. He was surprised to be answered by a lone sob coming from the balcony. He frowned and made his way out noting how cold the air felt. He mentally turned up the heat as he stepped through the open balcony doors, closing them behind him.

Rodney was sitting on the marble floor, his back to the metal railings that surrounded the balcony. Carson eyed his lover and took in the sight of him sitting there in his t-shirt and boxer shorts. His knees were raised with his arms crossed over the top of them, in the midst of the tangled limbs hung rodneys head. Shoulders heaving as the release of emotions wracked his body.

'Rodney, what is it love, what's happened'. Carson knelt down and wrapped his hand round Rodney's neck, feeling the frozen skin under his fingertips.

'Rodney come on love, your perished and sitting out here isn't going to be doing your back any good'. He moved his hand down towards Rodneys bicep, tugging on it firmly to try to get him to move.

'Carson, I can't do this anymore. Everytime I close my eyes, I see the plane crashing. I can hear the screaming, smell the fuel............. and'. Another round of sobs assaulted him.

'And I see you, only in my dreams you were dead Carson. DEAD'. He screamed the last word and Carson blanched as it penetrated his mind. He knew Rodney had been having nightmares but he really didn't know what they were about or how badly they had been affecting him.

'Well i'm not love, i'm right here and i'm not going anywhere. Listen to me Rodney, you are frozen and need to warm up. Come on i'll run you a bath'. Carson stood, finally managing to pull Rodney up with him. He guided Rodney towards the bed, sitting him down before making his way to the bathroom and setting the bath running.

All of the quarters in Atlantis had basic kitchens in them. A few cabinets to store food and a couple of work surfaces. You couldn't really cook in there but you could make sandwiches and hot drinks if need be. Carson made his way over to the kitchenette and started to boil some water, pulling out two mugs and the loose tea he had bought back from Scotland. He warmed the pot and poured the tea leaves in, chasing them with the boiled water. He let them stew for a few minutes before pouring two steaming mugs of tea, adding copious amounts of sugar to Rodney's.

He walked back to his lover and knelt in front him again, handing him the hot sweet tea.

'There you go love. Drink that, it's sweet because you need the sugar. It'll help with the shock and the hypoglycemia because I doubt you've eaten.........again'. The admonishment didn't go un-noticed by Rodney and he seemed to shrink even further into himself. Carson caressed his knee as he remembered the bath.

'Oh crap, I'll be right back love'. Rodney gazed up as Carson rushed to the bathroom half expecting to find it flooded. He had forgotten about the invisible sensors that automatically stopped the flow of water. He smiled and turned towards the bedroom.

Rodney was still sitting in the same place, staring out of the window sipping on the sweet tea. His heart clenched as his lovers head turned and dropped, resting on his chest. His shoulders rounded as if carrying the weight of the universe on his shoulders.

'Come on love, let's get you warmed up'. He took the empty mug out of Rodney's hand and placed it on the floor next to the bed. Rodney was had become complacent and allowed Carson to strip him before leading him into the bathroom and helping him slip into the bath tub.

Carson pulled a small stool over to the side of the bath and dipped the sponge into the water, letting it saturate every pore and swell before pulling it out and squeezing it gently over his fiance's back.

'Get in'. The voice was small and almost childlike.

'Please Carson, I need you close'. Carson moved forward to look into Rodney's eyes. Rodney gazed back and Carson understood exactly what Rodney needed. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the top of Rodney's head before standing up to strip.

He gently pressed a hand into Rodney's shoulder blades and Rodney immediately responded, moving forward to allow Carson to settle behind him. Carson made himself comfortable and started to massage Rodney's shoulders, trying to knead away some of the tension. They sat there for a while as Carson continued his slow massage when Rodney leaned back, resting his head on Carson shoulder.

'Sorry'. The apology was short and quiet. Carson could tell Rodney's mind was far away, still lost in the plane crash that had obviously traumatized him.

'What on earth are you sorry for love'. He knew the answer but felt the need to try to draw his fiance out of his slump. Rodney's unfocused eyes were fixed on one point on the wall as he continued.

'Back on earth, it was amazing. Just me and you. I realised that no matter what happens, you are the one consistency in my life. Our love, my love for you, is something I would die for, something I will always protect and always cherish'.

Carson's head moved to rest on Rodney's and he tightened his arms around his lovers shoulders.

'When I came to on the plane. God the devistation, it was everywhere and I was frightened. I saw you sitting there.......mangled....... and thought you were dead. Something died in me when I first saw you..........'. Rodney swallowed and was the tears he was fighting started to fall freely down his cheeks.

'I know you weren't dead Carson but for that split second before I realised, I'd lost you and my heart was so broken. I didn't know what to do, I don't know what i'll do if I lose you'. Carson picked his head up and kissed Rodney's cheek gently, following the trail of his lovers tears to his mouth.

The kiss was soft and sensuous. Carson was so overwhelmed by Rodney openess that the rush of pure, untainted, unconditional love faded the world around him away and all he saw was Rodney and what life with this man was going to be like.

He pulled away and Rodney turned to face Carson, pulling his hands up to cup his face using his fingertips to trace every feature on his lovers face.

'you're here'. The words were whispered as pure realisation flooded his face.

'Aye, I'm not going anywhere love'. Carson had pulled Rodney's hands away from his face and was holding them as he leaned over to kiss his lover. The kiss soon deepened and Rodney reached down, wrapping his hand around Carsons cock.

Carson moaned into the kiss, his body responding to every movement his lover made. Rodney's hand swept up and down over his cock, twisting slightly over the tip the way he liked. Rodney's lips never left Carsons as he bought his lover closer to orgasm. He pumped harder, manipulating his balls on the downward stroke when Carson pulled way from the kiss tossing his head back as he came hard, seeing stars.

'Oh god Rodney, oh oh oh, yes yes yes..........'. His cock pulsated under Rodney's hand as the warm seed was released into the bath. Carson's hips stilled and his head lolled back onto the edge of the bath tub. Rodney kissed him and stepped out of the bath, his own erection evident.

Carson followed Rodney and stepped out, mirroring his lovers actions by grabbing one of the fluffly white towels and drying himself off. They both made their way to the bed, Carson grabbing Rodney's arm to stop him before he got in. He leaned in and Kissed Rodney passionately, his tongue exploring every inch of his lovers mouth. They stood there making out like a couple of teenagers for so long that Carson felt himself harden again. He pushed Rodney back onto the soft bed and straddled him, kissing him on the neck, feeling his loves pulse beating underneath his lips.

Carson moved down, kissing and licking his way towards Rodneys nipples. He took one of the small buds in his mouth and began to suck and nip in the way he knew Rodney liked. Rodney let a low, gutteral moan escape, sending Carson wild with passion and desire. Carson kissed his way across his lovers strong chest, giving the same treatment to the second nipple before moving downwards.

Rodney had lost himself in his lover touch when he felt Carson's warm lips take his erect cock in his mouth. He gasped as Carson started to suck and lick, taking in every inch of Rodney's hard shaft. He had discovered what Rodney liked many moons ago and soon felt Rodney shift as he reached over to open the draw, pulling out the lube that they kept close to hand. He reached up, not moving his lips from Rodney's cock and felt the slickness surround his fingers.

Cason pulled away just long enough to let Rodney bend his knees upwards, moving downwards as soon as his lover was settled. He ran his tongue round the tip of Rodney's cock as his hand caressed downwards, brushing against Rodney's balls as it descended to the tight ring of muscle. He dipped his tongue into the tip of Rodney's cock, his finger mirroring the movement by gently breeching his hole causing Rodney to convulse with pleasure.

Carson pulled his finger out before dipping it back in, his mouth never leaving Rodney's cock, maching the rhythem that had been set before Carson pulled his head back releasing Rodneys cock. Rodney felt a pang of grief at the loss of his lovers lips around his cock when he felt another finger enter him, scissoring and stretching, preparing him for what he really wanted.

'Carson, now. Please I need you in me, I need to feel you.........Please'. Rodney pleaded, the feeling of needed Carson inside him was overpowering.

Carson smiled pushed his fingers back in, cocking the tip of his middle finger teasing Rodney's prostate.

'Carson...................'. The voice was impatient and Rodney felt Carson pull his fingers out, watching as Carson spread the rest of the lube on his own rock hard large cock.

Carson moved closer to Rodney and felt his lovers legs widen to give him easier access. He lined his cock up to Rodneys hole and slowly pushed the tip through the tight ring. He felt the muscles relax around his cock and revelled in the warmth and the tightness that surrounded the tip. He pushed in further, fully sheathing himself inside Rodney, pausing to take in the sight of his lover lying beneath him, hot and sweaty as passion threatened to send him over the brink.

'Carson, move'. Rodney groaned as Carson started to move his hips, finding the right rhythem. He shifted slightly and Rodney growled, letting Carson know he found the right position. Pure passion finally took over and Carson started to pound into Rodney, making his lover pant and moan erotically with every stroke. It didn't take long for Rodney to Come without his cock even being touched. Carson felt him stiffen beneath him and felt the muscles clamp tight around his cock.

Rodney was very verbal in bed but tonight Carson was sure the whole city had heard him as he screamed, his orgasm numbing his mind to the degree stars started to dance in front of his eyes. The clamping, the screaming and the feeling of Rodneys seed being shot over his stomach made Carson come hard and fast, his hips slamming into Rodney as he shot his seed deep into his lovers body. He collapsed on top of Rodney, kissing him on the neck. He felt paralysed, like every bone in his body had turned to mush.

'I love you, I love you, I love you............'. Carson repeated the words over and over again, not even having the energy to slip out of Rodney. His Cock had gone flaccid, the result of two major orgasms and Carson realised he needed to Move.

'I love you too'. The statement sounded certain and sure and Rodney felt Carson pull out, brushing up against his prostate. Aftershocks assaulted his body and he moaned with the pain that they caused.

Carson had rolled to Rodney's side, grabbing the baby wipes of the bed side cabinet on his way. He pulled one out of the packet and cleaned their stomachs before tossing it into the bin at the side of the bed. Rodney had rolled onto his side and draped himself across his lover. One of his legs was snaked over his fiances, his foot resting between the the strong legs. His arm draped lazily over his lovers middle and his head rested on Carson's chest. Rodney had strategically rested his ear over Carson's heart and was listesting to the soothing heartbeat beneath it. Carson was lazily raking his fingers through Rodney's hair.

'Carson, can we start organising the wedding now'. The question was one Carson had been waiting for. The rings had survived the plane crash unscathed and all the two men had to do was organise the wedding and the reception.

'Aye we can, we'll start tomorrow love. I want you do do one thing for me though'. Carson felt Rodney's head move and found two blue eyes looking intently at him.

'Anything'.

'I want you to make an appointment to speak to Kate. You don't have to go into detail with her, not like you did in the bath. But I want you to speak to someone neutral. I love you too much for that and my council will be clouded by emotion'.

Rodney was quiet for a moment before nodding his head.

'OK, for you I will go and see Kate'. He yawned widely as Carson kissed him again on the top of his head, still raking his fingers through Rodney's hair.

They both fell asleep, their bodies entwined. Rodney didn't have nightmares that night. In fact it was a long time before Rodney had nightmares again.

TBC

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