Author: Porthos
Author's notes: Okay, as requested, here's a little diddy about what happened in the hallway after Elizabeth caught up with Rodney. I know, it's really, really late, sorry!
Unbeta'd. Starts out in Rodney's POV.
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I continued down the corridor, and something of my mood must have shown on my face. Marines and lab techs got out of my way like I was Moses parting the Red Sea. Even Major Sheppard greeted me morosely when I passed him in the hall. One look at me and he seemed to get the message: "Leave me alone."
I was almost to the mess hall when I heard Elizabeth calling my name. What else could she want? Wasn't ripping my heart out and stomping on it enough for one day? I turned around to see her looking disheveled, breathless, and very happy. "Rodney!" she called again. "I think we've had a miscommunication."
I sighed deeply. "No, Elizabeth, trust me. You were very clear. So if you don't mind—"
"No, Rodney listen! I just…and you and Kate…see I thought…I mean you were…"
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Why couldn't I just say it? My entire career was based on my excellent language skills, and now, at the most crucial moment of my life, in front of this man, I couldn't even form a coherent thought, let alone a complete sentence. So I did the only thing I could under the circumstances, and I kissed him.
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Okay, I definitely wasn't expecting that.
As much as I would have loved to just sink into the amazing sensation of Elizabeth's lips on mine, I couldn't help thinking that she really needed to go see Carson, or Kate, because she was acting insane. With no small amount of effort on my part, I pulled away from Elizabeth and looked at her suspiciously. "Elizabeth, what's going on? One minute you're spouting the virtues of regulations against fraternization, and the next—"
"That was before!" she interrupted.
"Before? Before what! It was five minutes ago!" I was angry and frustrated, and even though the last thing I wanted to do was take it out on Elizabeth, it was difficult not to, seeing as she was the cause of it all.
"Before I knew it was me!" she answered. Yep, she definitely needs to head to the infirmary. "Rodney, I only said that because Teyla said you and Kate were…but that's not important right now. Rodney, you were right! We do have something special, I'm just sorry it took me this long to realize it!" Her voice got soft as she asked, "Please tell me I didn't screw this up for us, Rodney."
I could only stare back at her. What did she mean, Teyla had said…Of course! This afternoon, in the northeast corridor! But that would mean everything she said in her office, it had been about Kate…
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I watched Rodney for a while, as he put the pieces together and came to the same conclusion I did. The entire time, my eyes never left his face, but his expression was unreadable. The silence between us seemed to stretch forever, until finally, I asked, "Rodney, please say something."
His eyes snapped into focus, and he looked hard into mine. "No," he said. I felt my expression frown, and my lower lip trembled. It was too late, in my carelessness I had ruined anything he might feel for me. "I'm not going to say anything, because words just complicate things." His mouth turned into a smirk, and I had about a split second to realize what was happening before his lips were on mine.
It seemed to last forever and only a moment all at the same time. All too soon, Rodney pulled away, but didn't release me from his arms, a smug expression on his face. "So," he said, "you were jealous."
I couldn't help but smile. "Maybe."
"You know," Rodney began, acting thoughtful, "your actions today show a blatant abuse of your power, as well as an inequality in how you enforce the regulations of this base, Dr. Weir. If you're not careful, I might report you to Kavanaugh," he smiled, teasing.
Not willing to be outdone, I assumed my diplomatic, professional air as well. "Hmm, you're right, Dr. McKay. In that case, what we're doing right now would be considered a flagrant violation of the regulations. We should probably stop." I attempted half-heartedly to extricate myself from his arms, but he held fast, and began kissing my neck.
"Although," he breathed, "I might be willing to let it slide…"
Rodney kissed me again, and I felt my knees go weak. I was completely wrapped up in the warmth of his arms and lips, and I knew if we didn't take this into closed quarters soon, I was going to lose it. "Then why don't we go back to my office and discuss it?" I asked as I pressed my cheek to his.
"My lab is closer." He began nuzzling my neck, and I started to giggle despite myself. Today really was shaping up to be a pretty good day.
As we made our way to Rodney's lab, hand in hand, I couldn't help but say to him, "Remind me to thank Teyla and John, the next time we see them." He simply smiled and kissed me again as the transporter doors closed with a satisfying whoosh.
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Author's notes 2: I wonder who gets to McKay's lab first… ;P
Well, I hope this satisfies the smoochie quota that this fic seemed to need. Thanks for reading, and let me know what you think. :D