Don't Drink the Water…Part four
They crossed over into Atlantis. Ford and Teyla entered through the gate first, exchanging looks and shaking their heads.
Elizabeth came down the steps to greet them. "How did it go?"
Teyla sighed and answered, "It went very well. The agreement is binding and we can pick up our first shipment of beans in a few days."
"Good, very good." Elizabeth was pleased. But then she frowned as she stared at the gate. "Where are Major Sheppard and Dr. McKay?"
"They were right behind us," Ford replied, looking back at the puddle, when suddenly, the two missing individuals sauntered through the gate.
Elizabeth stared at the sight before her. Sheppard and McKay had their arms draped over each other's shoulders and were singing row, row, row your boat. Loudly. She looked at Ford. "What happened?"
Ford shrugged. "I haven't got a clue."
"Teyla?" Elizabeth prompted, turning to the other woman.
"I do not know either," Teyla replied. "Nothing unusual happened at the festival."
Elizabeth sighed and strode over to the giggling duo. They ignored her and kept singing. "They look drunk."
Ford joined her. "Act it too," he agreed.
"Take them to the infirmary, Lieutenant," Weir ordered. "Let Beckett deal with them."
"Yes, ma'am." Ford nodded then moved to escort his CO and McKay away.
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"Where are we going?" John asked, when he realized they were no longer in the gate room. He and McKay had finally wound down from their song.
"To see Dr. Beckett," Ford replied.
McKay pouted. "I don't want to see him. He's mean to me. He likes to use big needles."
John snorted. "That's your own fault, you big baby. He just does that to scare you. And because you whine to much."
"I don't whine!" Rodney stamped his foot and his knees buckled and he tumbled over, falling into Ford and sending them both to the ground in a tangle of limbs.
John fell against the wall, laughing.
Rodney glared at him. "Help me up!"
But John had other ideas. There was something he had always wanted to do and he had talked to Zelenka about it, and now was as good a time as any. "See you later!" he shouted, before pushing away from the wall and sprinting off.
"Where are you going?" Rodney called after him. If Sheppard was off to have fun, he wanted to join him. So Rodney rolled onto his hands and knees and stood up, intending to follow. Only to find his arm snagged in an iron grip. "Let go!" he ordered Ford.
"Not happening," Ford replied, and he hauled McKay off, cursing and whining all the way to the infirmary.
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Elizabeth rubbed at her temples and she listened to Beckett's diagnosis on McKay's condition. She had sent Ford, Teyla and Bates on a hunt for
Sheppard, who was still missing. "So you're saying they're drunk?"
"Sort of." Carson sighed and rubbed his own temples. "Stoned is more appropriate a term for it."
"Great. How long will it last and how did they get this way to begin with?"
Carson shrugged at her. "I have no clue. Sorry. Maybe Teyla could help us with the how."
Elizabeth nodded. "I'll call her back in. Is Sheppard dangerous?"
"Well...I can't really say. I mean so far Rodney has just shown himself to be giggly and energetic. Playful. I don't know if that will turn to violence or not." Carson was not a happy man. "Just get Sheppard in here as soon as you can. If he does turn violent, God help us all."
"I hear you." Elizabeth shuddered at the thought, because they all knew just how dangerous Sheppard could be. She smiled tiredly at Carson and headed out.
Carson went back to studying Rodney's bloodwork.
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Rodney was pissed. He tugged at the restraints binding him to the bed and cursed Carson for the thousandth time.
"Pssst...McKay!"
"Who's there?"
John appeared from the shadows. "Me, you idiot. Be quiet!" He moved to Rodney's side and started undoing the restraints. "You didn't think I was gonna leave you here, did you?"
Rodney glared at him. "Hell yes! And it's not fair!"
"Well, I'm here now, so come on!"
"Where are we going?" Rodney asked, as he slid off the bed and followed Sheppard out the back door.
John turned to grin at him when they reached the corridor. "Ever been skateboarding?" he asked.
Rodney frowned. "Skateboarding?" he echoed. "Um...no. It's dangerous."
"Its fun!" John clapped Rodney on the shoulder. "Come on...Zelenka helped me make a board and it's time to test it. I hid it in the jumper bay."
"I'm hungry," Rodney complained.
John sighed. "Okay...we'll stop at the storehouse first and get some grub." That said he took off running.
McKay followed. "Wait for me!"