Author: JazzyMcWier
Chp. 2: Epiphany tag
Rodney's POV
"Yeah, the other's'll be at least five minutes, and judging by the location of the power source, we've got a long walk ahead of us, so…" I pat the seat next to me with such force that dust, dirt, and other such…outdoors-y things come flying up. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her sit down right by where she's standing, which, coincidentally, happens to be far away from me. "Oh." It's out of my mouth before I can stop it, so I make it seem like I'm thinking about the geographical planning I'm doing, rather than about her.
"What?" She speaks up. How clichéd, I know, but…O, bright angel, speak again.
"Hmmm?" I glance to her, my hands still typing, "What what?" I look back at my laptop screen and there's a large, glaring anomaly. Not one of the small ones we usually miss but then make up for later, but one that anybody who can read a computer screen could see. "Oh, now that is odd."
"What is it?" She walks over to me and, amazingly, sits down where I had originally been pointing. Score 1 for Team McKay.
"Look at this," I turn the screen towards her, pointing at the strange power surge that keeps popping up. It doesn't sounds like much, but it is.
"What is that?" I turn the screen back to me and keep typing, trying to figure that same question out. "Rodney?"
"I don't know…yet, but I'm going to find out." With my great peripheral vision, I see her raise her eyebrows and smile enigmatically, like she always does. And I'll be damned if I can't figure why she does! At some other time, of course. I've got a lot on my mind, what with trying to save John and all.
"I know you will." And, with that, she opens her bag, pulling out the machine she used to decipher the Ancient writing and starts fiddling with it. "This is really amazing, Rodney, look!" She sounds so excited, so enthusiastic that I turn and stare at the so-called words, and all I see is gibberish. She's the linguist, not me.
"I'm sure it is, 'Liz'beth, but I—" She puts a hand up.
"I know, you need to work. I know what you're doing, Rodney, I just wanted to show you. Sorry for disturbing you." There's a smile on the corners of her lips and she reminds me of the story of Peter Pan. Yes, I've read a classic, try not to faint. But with the secret kiss in the right corner of her mouth, for the one who has "slipped in and out of heaven." I wonder if that was Simon's kiss. Anyways, I drag my attention up to her beautiful, green-hazel eyes, which, while amused, look vaguely sad.
"Yes, yes…well, then." She goes back to the language and I go back to trying to discover what the random power source is. After a moment, she shivers and zips up her jacket.
"Is it just me or did it just get a bit colder in here?" I notice it is getting rather chilly in here, so I—being the gentleman that I am—take off my jacket and hand it to her. Rather awkwardly, I might add.
"Oh…thank you. How gentlemanly of you." She's mocking me, I can tell, but, unless I'm much mistaken, there's something else there.
"Yes, well, what can I say?" I smirk at her in my most winning way. "I'm just like that, I guess." She smiles at me—what would be called in a lesser woman, giggling— softly.
"Yes, you are." And we stare into each other's eyes, I stop typing and reach to her, our fingers interlocking…And Conan the Barbarian, here, walks through the portal.
"Ronan. Hello." She seems flustered, but, as always, pulls herself together.
"Doctor." He nods briefly, as he always does. "How we doin' with finding Sheppard?" He directs this at me. I barely bite back a sigh, and tell him what I've found and glance to Elizabeth. Her eyes are full of regret and something brighter, something I can't decipher. But, oh, will it be a fun challenge to.
Maybe next time, then.
Finis