A/N I don't have a clue what the team designations are, so I'm just making this up. Thank you so much for the reviews! And now, on with the story.
Oh, yea, Anna, the Furlings part comes from Sg-1. They are one of the 4 races in the alliance along with the Nox, Asguard, and Ancients. They have never shown a Furling in the show, but there is a comment Jack made in the Season Six episode 'Paradise Lost'. Jonas is saying that the ruins could lead to a weapon and Jack says, "Sounds cute and fuzzy to me," in reference to the Furlings. So, I imagine them as being cat-like. So that's why. Enough of that tirade. Here's Chapter 3.
? Space?
Dr. Beckett called the remaining members of SGA-1 down to the infirmary. "Ok now, Adien and I have started the first phase of our plan. Now all we need to do is rig that jumper and send them on a mission."
"Isn't this a little on the extreme side? I mean, if anything is going to happen, shouldn't we let it happen on its own?" Everyone present looked to McKay. He was the last one anyone expected to come up with such a thoughtful idea.
"The ice-man does have a heart." Ford joked.
"Funny, very funny."
"It's harmless fun. Besides, I don't think either of them will actually make a move."
"You willing to put money on that, Liz?" Rodney pulled a handful of Canadian bills out of his jacket pocket.
"What good is cash? We are millions of light years from home, in a galaxy with no clue of the worth of a dollar." Dr. Beckett pulled out a chocolate bar. "These, however, are wonderful for trading."
"You're on."
? Space?
'This is becoming all to common,' thought Teyla as she once again roused herself from sleep in the infirmary. She could hear voices in the hallway, but could not make them out. At least she couldn't until the last words. 'You're on'. What did that mean?
"Stop moving, I really need this beauty sleep." She chanced a glance over towards the Major. His eyes were still closed, and his face was free of the worry that seemed to plague his waking hours.
"No you don't." The words came out before she could stop them, and Teyla clamped her hands over her mouth in surprise. John opened one eye and stared at her.
"I'm guessing that wasn't a figment of my over-active imagination?" She shook her head no. "Then I guess you figured out my plan while I was asleep." Teyla shook her head again. "Then what was that about?" He knew what he wanted it to be about, but he wasn't going to say anything. What was it hi Grandmamma used to say? Oh, yea, 'Don't count your chickens before they hatch,' or something like that. No sense testing his luck, which didn't seem too good at the moment.
"What plan do you speak of?" Teyla grabbed a glass of water that was nearby. At least it wasn't ice chips again. Even this was becoming too familiar for her liking. She had long ago decided that the infirmary was her least favorite place in Atlantis, and staying there for the past 24 hours had made that thought even firmer.
"Well, it's obvious that Beckett is conspiring to get us together, right? So, my thinking is, we act like we are. Only if you're okay with it, of course," he added hastily.
"Hmm," she seemed to ponder. In her mind the decision was already made. 'Pretending', as the others from earth had called it, would prove something, right?
"If there's a problem feel free to smack me. Or just chalk it up to the pain meds."
"I think it would be interesting to see the others reactions. But perhaps we should wait a few more days?"
"Yea, that sounds good." Was that dejection she heard in his voice? Things could get interesting in the next few weeks. "Just make sure to let me know if anything I say or do makes you uncomfortable, ok?"
Well, that was the most considerate thing a male had ever said. Among the Athosians, it was well known that men did not express caring for one another as well as a woman did. That's what made John different. If she had never met him, Teyla would have thought he was a female acting as a man. Such was rare at home, but it did happen.
"I must return to my quarters for some time. Is there anything you would like?" Teyla stood and folded up the cot she had been spending too much time on.
"Football. Defiantly a football game. And some visitors, if that isn't to much trouble."
"Of course. I will tell Dr. Weir that you are awake." John sighed and snuggled into his pillows. 'I meant you,' he thought as he watched her retreating form.
? Time Space?
"So SGA-3 came in hot yesterday. Apparently the planet they went to had one of those hive ships on it, and they were in the process of waking up."
"So that's what woke me up right after Beckett knocked me under. Figured something happened, but no one died, right?"
"No, everyone survived, at least from this base. Most of the natives were captured, but a handful was saved. We're going to need someone to fly them to the mainland in a few days." Elizabeth was fishing around for a positive response. That was the last step needed to get them stuck in the jumper.
"If Beckett will clear me, I'll take them over. It will give me something to do." John gestured around the infirmary. "As great as Carson is, this place is really boring. How long have you been back?" He turned his head slightly towards the door, beaming at the woman standing in its frame.
"Not very long. I did not mean to interrupt."
"Don't worry Teyla, I was just leaving." Elizabeth vacated her chair and left. She needed to change her bet. It seemed that things were going better than she had anticipated.
Teyla pulled the now empty chair a little closer. "Dr. McKay says that this device will play the football game you most enjoy." It looked a little like a portable DVD player back on earth, except the screen was much bigger.
"I'm going to make a wild guess. I press this button-" He pointed to a triangular shaped button placed in the middle of the rest, "and the movie plays. Am I right?"
"Yes. How did you know that button was the correct one?" Teyla was expecting to have to show him the entire device.
"We use the same symbol on earth to represent 'play'. Strange how that works." John reached under his pillows and dug around for some thing. "Ah, here it is. Look what I found in the cabinet next to my bed." He showed her the chocolate bar he nabbed when Carson wasn't looking.
"You should know you are sharing that." She settled into the chair with a blanket she stole from John.
"You keep taking all of my stuff. I might need that blanket later tonight." He made a big show of crossing his arms and looking put out.
"If you get cold, I will warm you up." Oh, that didn't come out the way it was supposed to. When had it become so hard to speak? Teyla reached over and pushed the 'play' button and the game started.
'Nice try', thought John, 'but you're not getting off that easy.' He turned his attention to the game in front of him. After all, no sense wasting a good time watching a game.
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A/N Well, I think I'm going to end this one here. It just seemed to like this train station, so this is my stop. Chapter 4 is being written as you read this. Or maybe its done. Depends if you are new to the story. Its 4am here, so if this isn't up to your standards, give me a shout. I'll fix problems that may appear after a few hours of sleep.