"Why couldn't this be something more masculine, whose idea was this anyways?" Rodney asked while he sat at the counter staring out the front window.
"It was yours," Carson responded.
"Oh, yes now I remembered quite the idea, right."
"What ever you say."
"Thanks, Carson."
"So, do you have any more ideas about the situation?"
"None, that end up with any of us alive, I mean there is an idea up there, come on, but no none yet."
"A simple no would have been fine."
"Oh."
That ended the conversation as Carson went back into the back with the new orders that Rodney had collected so far. Carson laughed to himself, the one stuck outside with the customer was the man with little social skills, and sure he was great at the math and the thinking, but no social skills at all. Once while out there he had managed to start talking about the basics of some kind physics thing, but apparently the customer, by the time he was done was a sleep. And when Rodney woke her up she apparently started to beat him with the arrangement she had ordered and promptly left. Carson had hundreds of those stories, especially the ones were Rodney was trying to pay a compliment and they misunderstood, or he used vocabulary that he only knew, sometimes it was flattery and sometimes it wasn't, but either way he would get into trouble. He sat down and while silently laughing to himself he started with the orders.
Meanwhile, Rodney again started staring out into space, wondering when he could get out, and away somewhere he could do something of more worth, like science, he wished to go to Canada, and study there, he always liked Canada for some reason, although he didn't know why. Anyways, maybe meet a blond, he always had a thing for them, and settle down with a cat and study and develop things. That would be the perfect life, but nope he was stuck here, in a shop doing simple tasks. He was still musing about the endless possibilities when he noticed a group of people enter in, with a familiar face. Though they were dressed in civilian clothing he knew they were here on business.
"Back there," he said while closing the shop temporarily. They walked in the back room where Carson was and he joined them to put in his input.
"How are you doing Teyla?"
"I'm fine, but these men need to ask of you something," Teyla said, "They need your help, in a rescue mission, and may I ask were where Elizabeth is?"
"Um, let me see, she can't be here because about four, or was it five, days ago she was captured. So your stuck with us," Rodney explained.
"These are the military spies that I've been in contact with, over in Northern Africa and Italy. They are Sgt. Bates and Stackhouse and Lt. Ford. They have contacted me because it seems that they had lost contact with one of their own in France, and their intelligence says that he's been brought here. So I thought you could help them?"
"We'll see."
"So since she's introduced us could you possibly tell us who you are?"
"I'm Rodney Mckay, and the quiet one is Dr. Carson Beckett."
"Hello," Carson said.
"So now do you have any kind of plan, on how to get him out?" Rodney asked.
"No ideas," Ford said.
"Well there is something we should tell them Rodney."
"Yeah, go ahead."
"About two or three days ago, there was a change of leadership in the Nazi headquarters, and there were about ten men killed that night and their bodies hung outside and then there were about six women and four men sent away. Which leaves, if our information is correct, five people left down there and we only know that Elizabeth Weir, nothing else. Although the of those twenty people we know that about fifteen were French."
"Well, could describe the other five?"
"Two were female, which leaves three, if I'm correct that he is a man."
"Continue," Ford said.
"Well two were stocky, older men, and the other was a twenty something blond, right?"
"Yep," Rodney said.
"Okay, are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Good, our man is still alive," Ford said.
"Now how are we going to get them out?" Teyla asked.
"Well, that's going to be interesting, but first we need to find places for you to stay at, while here."
A/N- Here's another chapter, thanks to gatelover313 for the ideas, please review, Thanks for reading!