Y = Yappy
"Dr. Beckett, how long will he be this way?" asked Teyla.
Carson turned to the infirmary bed where John had been yapping up a storm for the past three hours.
The team had come back from a mission with a babbling Colonel who had the misfortune to come across a plant that had scratched the back of his hand and had
caused as a side effect the verbal waterfall.
"Someone just kill me now...cause I really want to stop talking and I can't seem to see where the world ends man..." John scowled, trying to cover his mouth with his
hands but still talking quite loudly.
"Crap! I really hate clowns, did you know that McKay? I really do they're scary, man...I just hate them… I wonder about clouds though did you ever wonder about
clouds... cause I just wonder…."
"We're still studying the plant." said Carson.
"I could sedate him, but I would rather wait seeing I don't know what effect it would have on him right now."
He patted John on the leg. "There...there Colonel, no worries I'm sure this will all be cleared up shortly."
"Really Carson, cause it feels like it will go on forever and ever and hey Ronon, you know you're really tall…didja know that, Chewie? Chewie…Chew...haha!"
Ronon huffed in his chair, not sure whether he should worry for his friend or find it extremely hilarious what he was going through.
"Yeah Sheppard, I know..."
"You're not that tall Teyla, but giants are, I'm sure you could beat them up though...you're pretty badass…but not like Rodney who's badass only in his brain!"
John snorted, then groaned…
"Man...guys just go away…please, leave me alone...I can't see the stars…"
"No John," said Teyla sitting down by the bedside.
"We will stay with you. There is nothing you can say that we will be bothered by."
"Or laugh at..." chimed in Rodney but getting a stiff look from Teyla, he coughed and patted John's arm.
"No worries Sheppard…yap on…we're here for you."
...
It was late evening when John's babbling became quieter as fatigue started to claim him.
"D...don't take all the jello, McKay I hate when you do that…planets...zooming…"
"Shhh..." said Teyla wiping John's forehead.
"Go to sleep, John."
"I miss my Dad..." he murmured, sleep almost claiming him.
The team looked at each other then at their leader.
"… wish he coulda been proud of me."
"We are proud of you, John," whispered Teyla, echoing the sentiments of the others; Rodney and Ronon nodded silently in agreement.
John's eyes slowly closed. "…love you guys… so much…but clowns… really hate clowns..."
"We know, Sheppard…we know." said Rodney.