A/N: Soo sorry for the bit of a wait, the block on this story wouldn't go away for a while, but we're good now. And this is the longest chapter yet!

Thanks to Techie for releasing a few plot bunnies on me.

Part 5

"Relaxing on the job?"

Charlotte retorted, "Next time you clean out a ship den and dodge hundreds of arrows." She and Madison were sitting on the ground with their backs to the wall.

"So now you're worried about ship arrows? Where was the concern when I was shot?" Lennon looked over to the remains of the den, the fallen bunnies were still there.

Madison looked up at her, "You're fine. It wasn't as if it was a whump bunny."

"Ship bunnies are worse. Especially smut." Lennon shivered trying to burn a certain mental image from her mind.

"Don't I know it." Charlotte motioned to the den, "You're on clean-up duty."

"What? You two have been sitting here doing nothing and I have to clean this up?"

"It won't take long with the zat, and you haven't been doing anything for the past few hours. You should welcome something to break the tedium."

"I've just been scarred for life by a smut couple! That's something neither of you can say."

Madison smiled, her zat lying next to her, "It was my idea to save you some revenge."

Lennon's face twisted a little with surprise, "That was…nice of you Madge."

She beamed, "I thought you'd like it."

Charlotte snorted, "We haven't got all day."

"Channeling the Helping Hands now?" Lennon shook her head and set to work zatting everything in the den to vaporize it.

"Who said they were helpful?" Charlotte retorted.

Madison cocked her head questionally, "You've met them?" She pulled out a sports bottle from her pack.

"Oh yeah. Had to smack every one of them for groping in inappropriate areas."

Madison spluttered on the water and started coughing, Lennon laughed as she continued the cleanup.

"When was that?" Madison asked after she recovered.

"One of my first jobs."

"That's a weird universe to send you to as a new buster."

Lennon commented, wrapping up the cleaning, "HQ, throwing babes to the wolves."

"It was not that bad. Labyrinth exposed me to bizarre creatures, something you see a lot in this job."

"Done." Lennon shoved the curled zat in her waistband, "Next stop amnesia bunnies."

"And the SEP field generator." Charlotte got to her feet.

"Really? There's 'Somebody Else's Problem' going on here?"

"Yep." Madison gathered her things.

"As Madge observed, there's no other reasonable way a base full of people devoted to exploring other worlds would not notice strange little creatures on base."

"Well it isn't in here, so it could be with the amnesia bunnies. They like to make memories vanish." Lennon's mind started going a mile an minute, wondering if she could use it to her advantage somehow.

"We've swept this floor, let's carry on to the others. We should split up into a pair and single, three of us walking around would be too obvious. I'll go alone, you two go together."

"I'd rather go alone."

"Lenny…"

Madison defended, "I don't need someone to go with me."

"Should I remind you two I'm the commander of this team?"

"It's a really big base, we should cover it as quickly as we can."

"Yep." Madison agreed.

Charlotte had the urge to wipe the grins off both of their faces. They were the source of her migraines, but she wouldn't have it any other way. "Fine. Lenny take the geek floors, if someone stops you, just techno babble them to death. They're going to be wrapped up in the Gate problem so they shouldn't be in the mood to talk. Madge, take the three below those, the infirmary, mess, and emergency power. You know quite a bit about those, so babble as necessary too. I'll take the ones immediately above us. We'll meet on Level 17. It's not used very much, the first one there find a rallying point. Keep your radios on."

Lennon and Madison skipped to the door, equally satisfied, with Charlotte shaking her head after them.

---Some time later---

"Hey Lenny?"

"Yeah?"

"I sorta need your help."

"Shoot."

"I've been trying to get in the emergency power grid."

"See the little latch on the right side of the ID scanner?"

"Already open."

"Cross the blue and pink wires, then the pink with the sage green."

"Sage green? I only see a jungle and a forest green."

"There's definitely a sage green one."

"Do you mean the forest one?"

"I said sage!"

"But there isn't a sage."

"Just go with the forest then."

There was a moment of silence followed by, "Hey it worked. Thanks."

"Yep."

Lenny kept moving, listening to sounds of the SGC's manufacturing level. The bangs and clanks made for one hell of noise pollution.

She stopped when a tiny brown rabbit crossed at the end of the hall. It was simple and normal looking. If it hadn't been for the give-away fact it was hopping around in the middle of an underground base, it could have been a very normal rabbit. But Lennon knew better.

She needed that bunny. Rodney had to forget about her. It was fine when it was just a ride and coffee in the mess, but now a ship bunny affected them. That wasn't good. She couldn't leave it like that, so she tried sweet talking it, "Hey little amnesia bunny."

But it kept going on its way and disappeared from her view so she followed. Actually catching a plot bunny was difficult, especially without a trap on her, but the zat was going to come in handy. It didn't even have recoil to it.

She turned the corner to find the little bunny gone.

"That's just not right! There's no way…"

At feeling something rub against her ankle, she looked down. "How did you…" She bent to pick it up, but thought it a better idea not to do that and took a couple steps back. "Okay, so if I pick you up, you won't bite me, right?"

It looked up at her, longs ears sticking out behind its head. It proceeded to blink and rub its face with its front paws.

"You're just a baby. To zat or not to zat… probably best to keep you stunned so you don't bite me." She pulled out the zat from her waistband and fired one shot at the bunny, and it fell over with a twitch.

Carrying it around in her hand wasn't really an option, so she knelt on one knee and opened her pack. "Never go anywhere without your towel." She muttered and pulled out a flower-printed, baby blue, pink, and white towel that no one ever saw or it would harm her reputation and wrapped the baby bunny up. After gently placing it at the very top of her pack where it hopefully wouldn't get squished, she swung the pack on again and set off.

---Few minutes later---

Madison had successfully cleared a whole level, by herself thank you very much, and she was riding high as she walked into the mess hall. Every room, even ones with a frequent flow of people, had to be quietly checked since SEP was going on.

She couldn't just stroll around the room, so she fell in the short line at the food counter, immediately recognizing the man in front of her. She debated whether or not to grab his attention. Being a Bunny Buster meant knowing how to remain inconspicuous, and being on an Air Force base made it that much more important. It wasn't as if she could pose as just walking by on the street and being a normal person.

Her eyes surveyed the room, her mind trained to process the space and the people occupying it.

The man glanced behind him, and did a double take. "Madison, we meet again."

She smiled, "Hi Jonas, you can call me Madge if you want."

"That's a sweet nickname." The line moved down and he took two trays, giving her one.

"Thanks. Do you have a nickname or is it always 'Jonas?' "

"Not ones I've liked." He said a few words to the cook and got the entrée.

"I've been through that." She shook her head to the cook, not wanting the cubes of some sort of meat in gravy.

"We seem to be running into each other a lot lately." He took a banana and a dish of red jello, "How is it I've never seen you before?"

Madison opted for the blue jello and a sandwich, "I thought you were pretty new here, and you can't meet everyone on the base." They moved out of the line and walked together to the tables.

"That's very true. Would you like to sit with me?" He smiled hopefully and gestured to the table they stopped at.

"Really?"

"It's okay if you don't want to…"

"I'd like to."

Equally smiling, they sat down across from each other, Jonas placing a composition notebook next to his tray.

"So what is it you do here?"

Madison refrained from biting her lip, knowing she had to lie, "I'm a nurse."

"I'm not in the infirmary very much. Maybe I should swing by more often." He smiled playfully.

This time she did bite her lower lip, "This is my last day."

"Don't you like it here?"

"I go where the job takes me."

"Do you move often?"

"The job takes me a lot of places, but I do keep an apartment on the beach. It's my home base." She smiled at the thought of it.

"At the west or east coast?" He asked, working on the red jello.

"West. Southern California."

"No hurricanes, sunny year round. Good choice."

"I thought you weren't from Earth, how do you know that?"

"The Weather Channel."

Madison couldn't help but to laugh.

He grinned, enjoying making her laugh, "Really, it's a very interesting channel."

"Out of all the channels, that's what you watch?"

"Meteorology is a very interesting science. To actually predict something so fickle with any accuracy is astounding."

"But they're usually wrong."

"Details are tricky, but overall they're pretty good."

"Even with the chance of rain? All the percentages? I'm waiting for them to say 50percent chance of rain and admit they have no idea."

It was Jonas's turn to laugh.

---Meanwhile---

A very confused Rodney McKay leaned back in the desk chair, twirling a pencil and staring at the ceiling. He really should have been working, but his thoughts just wouldn't focus.

And it was all because of one woman.

One very peculiar woman.

Lennon Mallory had this way of putting him on edge though he knew nothing about her other than she was a maniac and was walking to Cheyenne Mountain from wherever it was she came from. And she had a thing for humiliating him in front of people. It was bad enough at the gas station, but on base at the infirmary was a little much.

He couldn't even read properly when she just sat down by him in the mess hall, partly because he never expected to see her again and from pure shock that she sat by him. And then she bolts off after he swatted her hand away. What was that all about? He doubted she had clearance to read what he was working on.

He had wanted to run after her, but his legs had gone all jello-like and refused to move.

Since when did he want to chase after a woman that was not a blonde? And geeky, and not even wearing anything pink?

Maybe he could get her a little pink ensemble…from Victoria's Secret…

He shook his head, he shouldn't have been thinking about her. He didn't want to think about her. But he wanted to be around her at the same time, hold her, and never let her go.

What the hell was going on?

"Hey, Rodney."

His eyes flashed to the door to register Lennon walking in as he leaned a little too far back in the chair and fell backwards.

A/N: Let me feel the love : - )