So How Did I Meet Your Mom Again?6

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Summary: When the team discovers McKay's future daughter living with their trading partners, the search is on for the mother because his daughter will have to be conceived in 16 months or cease to exist. No pressure, right?

Rating: PG for language.

Warnings: Possibly some adult situations or at least ideas.

Category: Friendship/Romance/Humor

Author note: I'm going to try to work Taylor back into the story without it being too obvious. I want her to become a part of McKay's life without him really realizing it, so chapters will shorter and have less shocking conclusions revealed. And, I realized I've made a mistake with the other chapters. McKay does have a sister, which I forgot, but for the sake of the story, we're going to pretend he doesn't so I don't have to rewrite it (I'm very lazy). Okay, here goes! Wish me luck!

Rodney sat on one of the infirmary beds in a daze. He'd finished explaining to Carson why exactly he was running a DNA profile and paternity test on a swab and Rodney, and to the man's credit, he'd taken it in stride and rushed off the get the test started. That was about an hour ago. Even though Rodney knew it would be some time before he got the results, he couldn't convince his legs to leave, and so he sat there, staring off into space. Elizabeth had given him a lot to think of before she left.

It's not like I wanted to be a father anyways! Why am I so down about Isabel's reaction? I should be relieved she wants nothing to do with m! Then, even if she is my daughter, I don't have to do anything about it. Except find, date and make love to her mother! God! How do I get myself into these situations?

Elizabeth had already been down to speak to him about the conclusions she and the others had come to. She had told Rodney it was his choice, but there wasn't much of a choice was there? If he didn't do anything, Isabel would cease to exist, thus changing the timeline. He wasn't sure if it would make a large difference in the long run, but he knew enough about time-space continuums to know not to mess with the past. Besides, if he'd had a child with a woman, then obviously, he must have loved her right? At least he hoped it was like that and not some sort of drunken, one-night stand, not that he could see himself doing that anyways. It was true that he'd never really had a serious relationship with a woman, so maybe this was his chance. He didn't know how he'd feel about being a father going into it though, as he had never thought of having, nor did he ever want kids. Maybe it won't be so bad. He thought. Especially if I survive long enough to see her grow up.

His ponderings were interrupted by someone putting their hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see the same soldier that had forcibly carried him through the gate and who his friends thought was a good addition to the base. What was her name again? He wondered.

Almost as if reading his thoughts, she smiled in a friendly manner, and pointed to the name on her jacket as she said, "Hey, you okay there Dr. McKay?"

"Fine Taylor, it's just been a long day." He found himself admitting.

"I know what you mean, Sir." She said with a grin and holding up her forearm for inspection. There were little pieces of glass imbedded in the skin, but the bleeding had slowed as it clotted. "Argument between two scientists that got out of hand." She said in explanation when he gave her a questioning look.

"Oh?" He asked, curiosity piqued. "Which ones?"

"Guy in a ponytail and glasses and some Russian guy with flyaway hair and a dirty mouth."

McKay chuckled slightly at her descriptions of Kavanaugh and Zelenka. Taylor did wonders for distracting him from his problems, if only temporarily. "Yeah, I know who you're talking about. What, did one of them attack you with a glass?"

"No, the ponytail guy was shouting at the other guy and stood up kind of menacingly, then he shoved the other guys glass off the table and it broke. I went over and put a hand on the ponytail guy's shoulder to make him back off and he shoved me, hard. Fell right on the broken glass. Sometimes it sucks being such a light-weight." She said with an ironic grin.

"I'm surprised you didn't drag Kavanaugh to the brig."

Taylor looked abashed at this and looked down. McKay's eyes widened.

"You didn't, did you?" He asked slightly alarmed.

She suddenly looked up with a grin and he knew she'd just been messing around with him. "No, just dropped him off at his quarters and put him under house-arrest until Col. Sheppard can deal with him. Sent that other guy, Zelenka? Back to the lab."

Taylor backed off a little and said, "Well, I should go find a nurse or something to take care of this. I just saw you sitting way over here by yourself and just wanted to make sure that everything was ok. And, that, uh, you know, no hurt feelings or anything about the other day?" She added hopefully.

McKay was ready to spurt out something not very nice as he remembered his humiliation that day, when Teyla's words about her one day saving his life returned. Plus she got Kavanaugh out of my hair for a day or two, even if it wasn't intentional. So with a weak smile that looked more sick than happy, after all, being pleasant wasn't in McKay's nature, he responded, "If you promise never to carry me like that again, then I forgive you."

Taylor brightened and gave him a glowing smile that made him feel a little bit better. "No problem Dr. McKay." She gave a little wave and walked further into the infirmary, presumably in search of a doctor or nurse.

McKay took a deep breath and realized he felt better now than he did before. I guess sitting and contemplating really does work. And with that thought, he hopped off the bed and headed off toward his lab.

Author's Note: How am I doing so far?