Disclaimer: .... No. Don't even say you need this now.
Had a brain blast today during school as to how I wanted to do this chapter and get the team back home. At some point in the next chapter or two, I will have a LONG section dedicated to the Sheyla pairing, on account of... things. Lol
By the by, since I've forgotten to mention this, my history teacher's name is Mr. Phinney. No, that's not it. Lol Here's the rest. So since the first day Phinney has reminded me of none other than our belovéd Rodney. That's right. Lol He's actually not much like him- he's in history, not science for goodness sakes- but for some reason every time I enter history it sparks an SGA moment. Lol He's got the receding hairline, he's not quite tall, and is a little heavyset. Not sure on eye color. Can you imagine me staring at him for 15 minutes trying to figure out his eye color? Phinney would start thinking I was weird or something. LoL!
And as for personality, he told us first day he's somewhat cynical, he always refers to himself as a genius- though he's joking-, and during class he's almost always telling corny jokes. And can't you just see Rodney as someone who would tell corny jokes? Lol But he's sweet and funny- cept when he's mad- and a lot of fun to have as a teacher. ... Actually, he sounds quite a bit like Rodney, minus the overwhelming arrogance, doesn't he? Huh! Lol Funny, eh?
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Chapter 6- Worry Sets In And People Get Annoyed
"I'm hungry."
"Shut up, McKay."
To his credit, Rodney had been pretty good. He slowly had been growing hungry but up until this point had kept his mouth shut. And Rodney McKay being quiet for almost an hour was an impossibility- unless he was unconcious.
"Look, I know you don't care but I am on the brink of a hypoglycemic reaction with no chance of food in sight. I've tried to keep my mouth shut but I can't take it any more," Rodney said, voice softer than usual, though whether from hunger or in acknowledgement of their bargain was uncertain.
John- knowing it was probably a real issue now if Rodney was actually attempting to stay quiet about it- nodded and sighed, standing and looking for something they might have missed the first time around.
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Half an hour and no discoveries later, the three men were laying around, McKay oddly quiet and not looking so good.
"First thing I'm going to do when we get out of here is tell Teyla how much I love her," John said softly, obviously having been thinking on it for a while.
"If we get out of here," Rodney pointed out.
"Always the optimist, McKay," John said acerbically and Ford smiled.
"First thing I'm doing is enjoying some football and chocolate," Ford said thoughtfully. And considering he had no girl, that was pretty good for him.
John nodded and looked over at the final member. "How about you, McKay?"
The scientist remained silent, but when John went to tap him, Aiden stopped him and shook his head. Seeing Rodney's distant and pensive expression, John aquiesced, wondering exactly what- or who- the problematic man was thinking of.
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"Where the hell are they?" Liz asked angrily. "They should have been back hours ago."
"Anything could be keeping them," Peter began slowly, trying to calm her.
"Exactly!" She exclaimed. "Anything! They could be hurt, dead for all we know!"
"Dr. Weir!" He exclaimed. "Get a hold of yourself!"
Liz forced herself calm. "You're right. I'm sorry." She paused, taking a deep breath and putting a hand to her forehead. "All right, Let's have the M.A.L.P. see if there's anything out in the open."
Peter nodded. "Uh, I'll take care of this. Why don't you go get some sleep; you've been wandering around since AT-1 left. You need to try and sleep."
Liz nodded, knowing he was right. Sleep seemed to have been avoiding her in the past day and fatigue was taking over.
But why? She wondered as she walked back to her room. Am I worried for them? Yes, I always do. But it never impaired my sleep before.... Even when they were late. So why now?
An alarm rang throughout the base, pausing her.
"Unauthorized off-world activation. Guards to the Gateroom."
Hope soaring in her heart, she turned and ran back to the Gateroom at a dead run sliding to a stop only when she reached it and sae it was only AT-5 getting back.
Peter- seeing her looking downtrodden in the Gateroom and definitely not sleeping- left the control room to go down to her.
"Dr Weir." Liz turned at the firm voice. "Get. Some. Sleep. If anything happens I promise I will let you know immediately. Now go back to your room and rest." He steered her into the hall, out of peoples' view. "And if I see you in that room again before I contact you or you get some sleep, I'll sic Dr. Beckett on you."
Liz help up her hands, smiling. "All right, all right. I'm going. No need to get vicious about it."
Peter watched until she was gone, then went back to the controlroom to get the Gate open and contact the M.A.L.P. at AT-1's last known location, shaking his head.
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"That's it."
Ford looked up as John stood, momentarily tearing his gaze from Rodney, whose main concern was- at the moment- trying not to pass out.
"He's not going to be able to walk very well, sir."
"We don't have much of a choice, Lieutenant," John replied, looking around. His eyes landed on one of the gold panels that appeared to be a bit different from the others.
"Ford." The Lieutenant redirected his attention yet again. "Come help me with this."
Standing on the bench below the panel, John removed it and handed it carefully to his second-in-command so that little noise would be made.
"Ha, you missed something, McKay," John muttered, eyes scanning the wires and blinking lights of the power system.
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Teyla was very annoyed.
For the last six hours she had been led in circles and had all her questions carefully avoided. Frankly, Lord Munner was beginning to get on her nerves.
"And we're finally back in your room," he said as they stepped into the main chamber of her sweet.
"Thank you for the tour, Lord Munner, but I really must find my friends and take my leave now. Your hospitality and saving from attack is most appreciated and I will be sure to tell the others upon my return-"
Teyla was cut short as a beeping sounded and Lord Munner removed his beeper, frowning as he gazed at the blinking message. (A/N: The alien beeper technology is back! YAY! Heehee!)
"I must go. I will return soon, Lady Emmagan."
Before she could say a word he was gone, door closing and locking behind him. She glared, then her face took on a calm and thoughtful expression as she sat down to wait.
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A/N: Chapter 6 is translated! It was going to be MUCH shorter- it's short now, but it would have been worse-, but I decided to combine it with the bit of Chapter 7 that I had started, so I'll be working more on the actual 7 later. Actually, I was supposed to be doing a homework assignment, but the rest of that can wait until I post this. Lol I figured that since you all had so PATIENTLY waited for Chapter 5, I'd post this at approximately the same time. So... review! Ch. 7 is on it's way!
- V.