Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate Atlantis.

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Getting back to the Pegasus Galaxy and Atlantis.

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Colonel Steven Caldwell

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Colonel Caldwell had just beamed down from the Daedalus. He was bringing supplies to Atlantis. He had heard about the Tribbles and had seen some at SGC when he was there.

He was told that his crew would be allowed to have some as pets as well since they were small and easy to care for. "Pets on my ship, that's a great idea, not!" thought Caldwell.

"Welcome back to Atlantis," said Mr. Woolsey, "have a good trip?" "Same old, same old," replied Colonel Caldwell. "I see you have a Tribble too," Caldwell said looking at Mr. Grey who was on Woolsey's shoulder.

"Yes," said Woolsey "wouldn't know what to do without the little guy." "He's a great pet. "Infact the SGC told us to give you some Tribbles to see how they adapt to ship life," replied Mr. Woolsey, and if they do well you may have some more for your people." "They are so small that they would make great pets on board a ship, better than a cat or dog I would think, said Mr. Woolsey.

"We'll see about that," answered Colonel Caldwell. "Not too sure are you?" asked Woolsey. "I just don't want a bunch of animals running all over my ship." replied Caldwell. "Well, let's go to the infirmary to see the batch we are sending with you." said Mr. Woolsey. "Lead on," replied Caldwell.

The next day the Daedalus was on its way back to Earth. On board was two boxes of Tribbles. One box of ten male and one box of ten Female Tribbles and a supply of food for them.

As usual it was the infirmary who adopted them out. By now it was known that the Tribbles were known for picking the humans more than the humans picked them.

Caldwell came to the infirmary to see how the "pet" situation was going. He went over and looked into the boxes. So much color, they did look pretty, but a pet? He would have to see about that.

One of the nurses came over. It was Nurse Johnson. "Hello Colonel Caldwell, she said, looking for a pet?" "No, no," he said, "just came to see how things were going." "It's going great sir," replied Nurse Johnson. "We have already adopted out four Tribbles.

"In the infirmary I bet since that's where they are?" Caldwell replied. "No, not really," Nurse Johnson said. "Just because we look after them does not mean they want to be our pet." "It's like Dr. Keller told us, they tend to pick you."

"See Lt. Goodwin over there looking kind of sad?" Johnson asked. "She tried and tried to get one of the Tribbles to come to her, but they all ignored her." "She'll have to wait and see if she can get one from the next batch." "That is if there is a next batch she said hurriedly seeing Caldwell's face. "You don't think it will work out to have pets on the ship?" she asked.

"I don't know," Caldwell replied, "if I had my way I would not want pets on a ship." "But the higher ups think it will make everyone happy, it didn't make Lt. Goodwin over there happy."

Just then all the gravity shut off and everyone started floating up in the air. "What?" shouts Caldwell. He hits the hailing button on the wall by him and asks the bridge what is going on.

The bridge said the gravity was only off in the infirmary and they were sending someone to fix it. In the meantime people and Tribbles were floating all over. The Tribbles were having fun tumbling around. They would come together and push off each other and shoot off in all directions.

"See if you can catch those Tribbles and contain them before they float into something," yelled Caldwell. "And all you people not rounding up Tribbles grab onto the other stuff floating around and get it stowed."

Just then an olive green colored Tribble that had ricocheted off the wall in front of Caldwell was coming right at his face! It hit Caldwell in the nose and hung on. Colonel Caldwell brought his hand up to pull the Tribble off, it was hanging on tight. He managed to get it to detach and zipped it in the top of his jumper to keep it from floating off. The gravity came back on a few minutes later.

"What was that about?" demanded Colonel Caldwell to the man who came to fix the problem. "It was a faulty relay sir, its all fixed." "Good," said Caldwell as he turned to leave the room. Just then the Tribble he had zipped in his jumper crawled out and up to his shoulder. Caldwell had forgotten about it.

"Oh I guess I need to give this guy back to you," Caldwell said to Nurse Johnson as he tried to pick up the Tribble to hand it over. The Tribble did not want to go he hung on tight to the Caldwell's jump suit. "What?" questioned Caldwell.

"Don't bother trying to give him back sir he has made his choice." said Nurse Johnson. "You now have a pet Tribble sir."

"Well I guess then that I need to name him, it's a him right?" He asked. "Yes that's a male Tribble sir."

Knowing that the human wanted him it allowed Caldwell to pick him up. Caldwell looked closely at the olive green Tribble. "Nice military color," He thought.

"But what do I name him?" "I know I will name you Apollo for NASA's Moon landing program." "Sounds like a good name for a pet on a spaceship, yes Apollo."

Hearing his new Name Apollo squeaks his approval. Caldwell puts him back on his shoulder and leaves the infirmary.

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Authors note: In case anyone felt sorry for Lt. Goodwin, she did receive a pet in the next batch. I just wanted to use her to point out that people had no control over the Tribbles on who adopted them.