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Ch. 2
"So..."
"I don't know." was Rodney's automatic response.
He and Carson were in the laboratory that had been adapted for Kedawen's personal maintenance. He had removed everyone else from the room and the only reason he hadn't removed Carson was that the Scottish doctor refused to be moved.
Kedawen was lying on her examination table, covered where it counts so that Rodney could have access to all of her protocol analysis panels.
Like Data, they were hidden under her skin. He very carefully had the skin peeled away from these panels and had hooked her up to the data pad in his hand. He was running a standard diagnostics check, so far everything was fine.
He found it strange that this was the only time that he really didn't notice how attractive she was. She wasn't distracting like this.
Weird, because she was naked except for two small...small blankets.
He glanced over at Carson to see that the good doctor was looking everywhere except at the girl robot. So obviously she was still having some sort of effect on the doc. Despite the fact that her circuits were showing.
He suddenly wondered if it was pathetic that the girl they were competing for was a machine. The thought stopped him and Carson looked up.
"Did ye find somethin'?"
"Why don't you go see if someone needs you?" snapped Rodney, and Carson looked at him, unmoved. "Beckett, I can hardly concentrate with you fidgeting all the time. So, just, find a place to perch and roost, would ya?"
Carson stared at the really bizarre phrase, but said nothing as he went to the desk and sat behind it, chin resting on his arms.
"And as long as we're on the subject, once she's stable and awake I want you to convince her to stop baking cakes for a while." continued the scientist as he went back to his data pad. Carson 'hmm'ed in response.
"Ge''in' tired of chocola' cake, Rodney?" he asked, as calmly as he could while still being sick with worry. He wanted Kedawen to be alright. He cared for her, she was special, and he wanted her to experience more of Atlantis. Plus he would miss their chess games too much.
He wanted to kill the entire Wraith race for hurting her.
"No, I like Chocolate," replied Rodney as he moved on to the more complicated systems check. "but I'd like to keep my teeth and be able to stomach other foods as well. I'm sure you want to be able to taste something 'not' chocolate again, right?" he asked.
Carson didn't answer.
Rodney looked at him to find that he wasn't listening.
"Carson?" he asked. When there was no reply, he rolled his eyes. "Your hair's on fire."
No response.
"The Athosians are rebelling, they want to kill us all."
No response.
"Whoops, there go Keda's towels."
"I beg yer pardon?"
"You're so pathetic." smirked the scientist. Carson blushed and returned to his thoughts.
A/N: Okay, that was a short one. But it's funny. Longer chapters to come, I promise. In the meantime, read this, review it, and then check out all my other stories and review to them . I'm bored and my mailbox is empty, so fill it.