Alright, this is the new and improved chapter ten. I took down the original chapter a while after I had posted it, as I had several people point out that Dr Beckett wouldn't behave in that matter. After rereading it when I'd actually gotten some sleep I realized that if I stay up all night studying I shouldn't be allowed near a word processor. Although I did enjoy the fight, which had been inspired by an interview with Beckett's actor. Apparently he was upset he never got to get into any of the fighting and he was just dieing to headbutt someone.

I also appologize for the wait. Writing a paper on ADD is harder than it looks. LOL... Couldn't pay attention.

Chapter Ten: Dr Biro's Bedside Manner

Colonel Sheppard turned to page twenty of War and Peace, he was making some progress and was proud of that fact. He kept glancing over the book at Rodney who was sitting cross-legged on his bed working on a laptop and muttering to himself. Looking over at Dr Beckett he saw that he was also trying to do the same, however he looked like he was in considerable discomfort.

Sheppard leaned back in his bed and sighed breaking the silence of the room. He was bored stiff and wished that Major Lorne hadn't been released before they had executed their escape plan. Now he had two geeks, probably playing solitaire on their computers, to keep him entertained and Teyla who was absorbed in a book Dr Weir had lent her. And Ronon had just been ill-tempered lately, which it probably didn't help that Sheppard made a smart aleck comment about it either. He couldn't help it if the man didn't have a sense of humor, all he said was Cujo needed to be walked more, he didn't know that Ronon had watched the film version of Stephen King's novel with a group of marines.

Fidgeting he put his book down and wondered if he could sneak out. The IV may be a problem, but it was possible. As quietly as he could he unhooked the saline solution from the IV stand and slid off his bed. Trying not to catch the eye of any of his roommates he managed to make it to the door and slip out… and right into Dr Biro.

Her eyes narrowed at the guilty looking Colonel. "Planning on going for a walk?"

Trying to be as charming as possible he smiled, "Aww Doc, I was just stretching my legs. It can't be healthy to keep us cooped up in there."

"Colonel, a week ago I had to send a massive amount of voltage through you to restart your heart. I will not hesitate to do that again, if it's beating or not."

"Your bedside manner really sucks you know?" His smile fell and he returned crestfallen to his bed. Dr Biro had followed him in and was talking to Dr Beckett who was trying to explain what he had been working on.

"The bacteria itself isn't the threat, it's the toxin that is produced that's the killer. I think that there may be a way, with some genetic manipulation to render the bacteria unable to produce this toxin."

Dr Biro crossed her arms, "Dr Beckett, I admire your desire to help, however you're recovering from severe renal failure. I don't know who brought you your laptop, but you need rest."

"You're letting Rodney have his laptop," protested the doctor.

"And Dr McKay wasn't nearly as sick as you were, and still are. Plus he's had more time to recover. I'd think that you'd know that, being a doctor yourself." She raised an eyebrow, "Or did some brain damage go unnoticed?"

He scowled, "Insulting the patient is not conducive to healing."

"But you get my point?"

Nodding, he reluctantly placed his laptop into her expectant hands. "What is Dr Weir planning to do about the Dolosians though?"

Biro shrugged, "She hasn't consulted me."

"We can incapacitate the gate very easily," said Dr Zelenka to the group assembled in the briefing room. "That would be what I suggest we do."

Dr Weir nodded, contemplating the solution to the problem of Dolosus. She knew, for the good of the rest of the galaxy that they had to be cut off from the rest of the Gate network, but part of her felt bad for not trying to reason with the Dolosian's first.

"Just out of curiosity, has anyone tried talking to them about this?" asked Kate Heightmeyer.

Major Lorne, who had asked to sit in on the meeting laughed. "No offense Dr Heightmeyer, but they didn't give us the chance to get a word in."

She stared at him for a moment, taking in the fading bruises and his injured limbs and feeling sorry for his obvious discomfort. "I think you may be right."

The Major smiled at her seemingly in good humor, "Well, by all means, I'm not saying don't try. And if you want, I'd be more than happy to fetch icepacks for you and show you how to use crutches afterwards."

"What about Dr Biro, does she have an idea on what to do?" asked Zelenka.

"Actually she had to reprimand Dr Beckett earlier this morning for working on a possible solution. As much as we need it, his health is still very tenuous and we don't want to pressure him any more than necessary. Perhaps we can get the rest of the medical team to pursue Beckett's option."

Dr Weir had explained the request to Dr Biro who agreed to continue Beckett's research into the bacteria. Since she was in the infirmary she decided to visit the recovering team.

"Dr Weir!" said Rodney when he looked up from his laptop.

"Rodney. How are you feeling?"

"Eh, a little under the weather still. Headache and such," he shrugged his shoulders and returned to his work.

She turned to Sheppard, "John, still working on that book?"

"I'm on page twenty-two now," he smiled proudly.

"How did you ever get through the Air Force Academy with out reading?"

"We just read more interesting books. And if I failed my classes I knew I couldn't fly. For me that's pretty good motivation."

"So how are you feeling today?" She noted that he still looked pale and worn out. Dr Biro said that the toxin had left his body, but the damage had still been done.

"Mostly bored. I think that'll actually kill me before Dr Biro tries to." He gave her a half smile, "She would have been an excellent drill sergeant. Instead of actually fixing us, she just threatened us back into health."

"That woman's a right piece of work," murmured Carson from his bed. "Hence the reason she does all the autopsies for us."

Elizabeth walked to the end of the doctor's bed and smiled, "She's been very worried about you though. The whole staff has been worried, they all respect you very much." Carson returned the smile. She noticed that he was hiding his pain very well. Dr Biro said that he was going to have to go through dialysis for several weeks until his kidneys were functioning up to par again. Apparently the toxin had done quite a number on them. She patted the physicians foot, "Well you all rest up, I'm going to need you back to full fighting strength."

As she stepped out of the room, almost as an afterthought she turned back to the group. "I also want to let you know that we've come up with a plan on how to deal with the Dolosians. So don't worry about that either."