A/N: LoneRanger1 pointed out that having Rodney compromise by having popcorn the way Jennifer wanted it made him look like a wimp so I fixed it. And yes, this isn't really a compromise for Jennifer but part 2 will be coming out in a week or so. All I have to say is: Demandez et vous recevrez.
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McKeller
The Compromise – Part 1
"Do I have to?" Jennifer whined.
"I compromised on the popcorn." Rodney reminded her.
She leapt on that bit of memory and added another. "Sorta, but I compromised on our first date by going to a physics talk and almost getting killed."
Without remorse, Rodney stated, "Exactly. It's your turn."
The physician growled and went into the bathroom carrying a garment bag delivered just that morning by the Daedalus. Through the door, Rodney could hear her grumbling and complaining as she changed her clothes and ran water in the tub.
While Jennifer was in the bathroom, Rodney prepared the twins for an evening out. A few minutes later the door chimed. John and Evan entered looking around and wondering why they'd been called. "Thanks for coming. I need a favor."
"What sort of favor, Doc?" Evan asked, just as puzzled as his boss.
"Yeah, this is the night I usually get my ass kicked by Ronon." John didn't seem to be too disappointed he'd missed it.
Rodney grinned as he hooked a cloth bag over the soldier's right shoulders then went down the hall. He returned pushing a double stroller containing two sleeping babies.
John just stared but Evan was ecstatic. He hadn't babysat since the last time he'd been home on leave before posting to Atlantis. "We'll be happy to watch them for you, Doc." Evan took charge of the stroller and John resignedly followed.
When Jennifer came out of the bathroom in a skimpy French maid's uniform, Rodney was already in his bathrobe, slippers and shower cap. He got into the tub overflowing with bubbles and she presented him with a small plate filled with different kinds of snacks. "Bonsoir, monsieur. Amuse-bouche?"
After he'd eaten his fill, Jennifer picked up the back brush. "Puis-je laver le dos, monsieur?"
END
A/N: (If the below translations aren't grammatically correct, IM me and I'll fix it.)
Bonsoir, monsieur. Amuse-bouche? = Good evening, sir. Appetizers?
Puis-je laver le dos, monsieur? = May I wash your back, sir?
Demandez et vous recevrez. = Ask you shall receive.
