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Chapter 7:Confusion

The conference room was quiet. Five people sat around the table, waiting for one more. The one that could answer all the questions. If he did, he could also be almost signing Major Sheppard's death certificate. At least, that was what John was thinking. He coughed loudly, hoping it would clear the thought. Rodney, next to him, jumped slightly.

"You know, I should be in the infirmary." Rodney sat back, arms folded across his chest.

"You have been given the all clear by Doctor Beckett, Doctor McKay. You are fine." Teyla smiled at him, unclear as to why he had to continually moan about it. He'd been cleared an hour after he'd been knocked out. Nothing serious, but if you get dizzy, come back. Those were Carson's exact words. How Rodney loathed them.

"That may be so, but you never know."

"We get the picture." John growled next to him. What if what Doctor Weir said was true? What if it was a brain tumour? What if they couldn't do anything about it? His mind was on overload.

"If I collapse, you'll all hate yourselves."

"Shut up Rodney!" This was a chorus from John, Aiden, and more surprisingly, Elizabeth. Rodney stared at her, but she just glared back. A glare normally reserved for Kavaunagh when he was at his worst. Rodney shrunk back slightly. When she was mad, it was frightening.

The door opened and Carson slipped in.

"Sorry. Lot of patients."

Everyone stared at him expectantly. He sat down slowly, oblivious to this. Placing the folder out in front of him, he beamed broadly.

"And…" Ford started at him, trying to emphasise everyone's feelings of worry and nervousness in that one word.

"Well. We've done a CT scan and, there's no brain tumour."

Everyone else breathed a sigh a relief. Even Rodney looked pleased. Teyla turned to Doctor Weir.

"Who is this 'Jonas Quinn' and what is so important about a brain tumour?"

Elizabeth smiled; she'd been researching this on the complete database of SGC reports that were stored on the computers. She had no idea why they had been brought, but it gave her some distraction at 11 at night when she shouldn't have been working. She didn't care.

"Jonas Quinn was a member of SG1 after Doctor Jackson ascended. I'm sure you've heard plenty about SG1?"

"Yes."

"Especially 'Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter'." Knowing he wasn't going to die, Sheppard was back to his old self. He shot a mocking smirk in Rodney's direction. He wisely chose to ignore it.

"As I was saying, Jonas Quinn was a member of SG1 from Kelowna. He had, what you might call, a highly advanced mind. A Goa'uld known as Nirrti experimented on him. Later, he began having visions of the future. It was believed that it was caused by the experimentation. A tumour growing in his brain was found and was shown to be the cause. They operated and had it safely removed. It was just a thought that it might have happened here. It's unlikely though."

"What do you mean 'unlikely'?" John leaned forward and eyed her suspiciously.

"Well, your brain is not, what I'd call, highly advanced." He stared at her looking shocked.

"Are you trying to imply something?"

"No. You have a high IQ. You passed the Mensa test. I'm not implying anything about you brain. However you are from Earth, not Kelowna. I believe that is the reason." She leaned forward resting her arms on the desk, waiting for the comeback.

"So, what you are saying is, because I'm not an alien, I can't have a highly advanced brain?"

"I didn't say that."

"No, but you were insinuating it." She raised an eyebrow, that was not a word she had expected Major Sheppard to use.

"I was doing no such thing."

"Were."

"I was not."

"Were."

"Children! Please." Carson raised his hands as the pair turned to face him.

"Sorry." Came the mumbled reply as the pair of them sat back in their chairs.

"Thank you. I guess I should say this now, before you two start bickering like bairns again. There is nothing medically wrong with Major Sheppard. I've done every test imaginable. I can find nothing as to why these visions are happening. Now, if you don't mind, I have patients to see to."

He jumped up quickly and disappeared. Everyone sat in silence for a moment. Ford broke the silence.

"So, what are we going to do?"

They looked to each other for the answer, but no one had any.

"Wait and see." Teyla spoke, as she stood, "I have no information from my people as to what it could be. I am sorry. I have lessons to teach, may I go?"

"Of course." Elizabeth smiled.

"Nothing on the Ancients database. I need to go. I have a lesson to attend." Ford jumped up and ran to catch up with the departing Teyla.

The three left eyed each other nervously. Eventually John stood up.

"I need air. And to think. I'll be back soon." He left quickly, clearly troubled. Elizabeth watched him go. She was worried about him.

Finally Rodney spoke up, "I should go too. Lots of research to do. Bye." He moved to leave, before looking at Elizabeth, "One thing. What the hell is a 'bairn'?"