Author's Note: I added Pixie, thanks for the reviews. I'm going to also work on Admiral's challenge with this same fic, as you might be able to tell near the end of this chapter. Please, keep the reviews coming, people!
Checking in at the control center, he saw no particular reason he really had to be there, so he decided to walk around the city for a while. He did have his radio, in case anyone needed him.

He had managed to walk into a section where the Athosian children were playing with each other happily. John smiled as he looked at them, he recognized Jinto, but the other one, he didn't know. He had seen her listening to his stories, but he didn't know her name.

"Hi, Jinto", he smiled, looking down at the smiling faces.

"Major Sheppard!" Jinto commented, glancing from John to the girl, "This is Pixie."

"Nice to meet you, Pixie", John smiled, extending a hand.

She took his hand and shook it gently, "I like your stories."

"I'm glad I can entertain you both so much", John smiled, looking past them for a moment, to decide where he should go next.

"Oh, all of us like them", Pixie smiled too, giggling softly.

Looking past John, Jinto suddenly spoke up, "We must be going Major Sheppard."

"Yeah, me too. Be careful, you two." He called after them as they walked quickly.

Walking down the hallway once more, he started thinking about what story he should tell tonight. As he was thinking, his radio sparked to life.

"Major, can you come to the Control Room", it was Doctor Weir.

"On my way, ma'am", he replied, being formal as she was with him.

Arriving, once more, in the control room, John wondered silently what was going on. Of course, it could be nothing, but then again, it was always something. Especially with McKay standing there with Beckett; both of whom looking very guilty.

"What happened now?" Sheppard asked, sounding annoyed.

"Well, Rodney discovered another device, and he wanted to know if you would try it out", Elizabeth sighed.

Thinking for a moment, John didn't really know why he should try. Perhaps it's because he has the gene, but so does Carson, and Rodney was injected with it, "What does it do?"

"He doesn't know", Carson spoke up, looking angrily over towards Rodney, "That's why I'm here."

"Oh, great", John muttered under his breath.

"John, it's not an order, but could you at least keep them occupied and try it out for fun?" Elizabeth suggested, glancing over at John with that –I'm not ordering you, but I would really appreciate if you did it- look.

"Fine", John exasperated, knowing he was out voted when he even stepped into this room.

Beckett and McKay led Sheppard down to the infirmary, where the 'test' was to be taken.