Hey guys I'm so sorry for being late on the update. (I normally update on Friday) I had Family come down to visit me from out of town and was unable to post anything. Then when I was able to this Document editor thing would notlet me upload any thing! Uhg! It's been quite stressful!
Thank you so much for your reviews on the last chapter! You guys are so wonderful. I know I keep onsaying that. But, it's true. Anyhow I got quite a few questions about whether Charles Bettany was real or not. My answer:assume what you wish...whether it is right or wrong;)

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Thatisn't gibberish…..it's Hebrew.

Hee, Hee….I lived in Israel for quite few years…..so you'll have to excuse the outbreak in Hebrew.
(I say if Zelenka is aloud to do it in Czech I can do it in Hebrew! lol!)

Lab three and four were so crowded with scientist that it looked like a traffic jam during rush hour.
There was a lane of scientist going at a snails pace for no apparent reason. A lane of scientists who were just rubber-necking as they slowly walked past the test tubes, gawking at them as if they had never seen anything like it before. Then of course there was the usual road rage between Dr. Kavannah and another scientist about how he was right and everyone else was wrong.

Dr. Carson Beckett stood in the doorway of lab three, trying to muster his courage to enter the already crowded, freeway like atmosphere of the lab. But, seeing no other way around it he hesitantly stepped inside. Making him resemble a little Kitten coming out of its cardboard box for the first time (minus of course the curiosity part).

"Dr. Zelenka better have a good reason for making me come down here." thought Carson.

"Ah yes, Doctor Beckett!" Dr. Zelenka shouted from the other side the room as if to answer Carson's last thought, "You come this way."

Not feeling up to shouting Carson just nodded his head to Zelenka to say that he understood.

Carson took one step towards the waiting scientist and was nearly knocked down to the floor when a speeding scientist sideswiped him in his rush to go…where ever it was that he was going.

Now Carson had never gotten into the whole video game thing but, he suddenly felt like he was in a game of frogger as the distance between him and Zelenka seemed to have widened and the flow of the scientists had quickened

"Seems like I'm gonna have to tell the scientists to cut back on the caffeine." Carson thought, "I'm sure that will go over real well. But if someone else runs into me like that again I don't think I'd mind doin' it much."

Taking a deep breath Carson lunged into the sea of sleep deprived, caffeine high, ego centric scientists.

Carefully he navigated himself around the teeming bodies. Trying to avoided any kind collision, which the others did little to prevent as they just continued to plow on through without any thought to anyone else.

Carson witnessed quite a few "collisions" that he knew would need some kind of medical treatment. Well, at least a band-aid.

"It's a wonder I don't see more scientists then I already do." mumbled Carson

With one last dodge and a jump Carson finally got to where Dr. Zelenka was working.

"What is it exactly you need my help with so urgently?" Carson gasped out as he tried to catch his breath from his mad-dash across the lab.

"Well, I assume you were informed all about crystal. Yes?" Zelenka turned to face Carson as he cleaned off his glasses.

"Crystal? I wasn't told anything about a crystal." Carson glanced around to see if it was laying somewhere he could see.

"No one told you about crystal?" Zelenka stated to ramble off in Czech, "Alright, sga-2 find crystal on P34X29 from what we can tell it was used like container for a kind of entity. We think maybe to transport them somewhere. We're not sure."

"Wait," Carson was really getting confused now, "transport them? Transport them where?"

"We don't know. That's why we are not sure."

Carson meditated for a moment on what Zelenka had just told him, "Alright, continue."

"Okay, we know Rodney was the one who run test on crystal last night."

"You think that whatever happened to him was caused by this…crystal?"

"We think so, yes. You see after Rodney run test he made a log of all that he had found out about crystal. But…for some reason…we can't open it."

"Why? Did he put a lock on it? Or did someone else?" Carson was really starting to get worried.

"Someone might have but…they would have to know Rodney's codes. And seeing how unlikely that would be the real question is…why would Rodney do it."

"Alright, so what do ya need me for?"

"Well, who ever did code made it very…sophisticated. Where is most codes are all numbers this one seems more then that.

""Care to explain a little better?"

"The code was processed through the Ancient data base. In doing so who ever made the code was able to put a block on it for anyone who did not have gene. We think maybe….since you have gene…."

"What? Now wait a second. Can't ya get colonel Sheppard to do it for ya? I mean he's much better at that kind of thin'." Carson started baking away.

"Colonel Sheppard is busy. All you have to do is try and activate log while we try and break code. It will only be for short time."

"And nothing bad will happen if I mess up?"

Zelenka thought for moment, "Nothing I can think of."

Carson sighed in defeat, "All right. Where is it?"

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"Dr. McKay.." nurse Shannon gently shook the sleeping Rodney McKay.

"mmmhhhfff" Rodney protested to be woken up.

"I'm sorry Doctor but you have to wake up."

Rodney just barley opened his eyes when the light that met them sent ice-hot pulses of pain through his eyes straight to his already throbbing head.

Holding his head Rodney mumbled, "Lights…"

"Oh, I'm sosorry Doctor." Shannon quickly dimmed the light above Rodney.

"Oh, it's fine…It's not like I wasn't in enough pain before." Rodney caked his words in sarcasm.

Shannon huffed in annoyance, "How do you feel exactly?"

"Are you kidding me? Well lets see. Besides having a killer migraine and aching in places that I didn't even know I had, I'm doing just peachy how about you?"

"I'll see what I can find for you." Shannon turned to leave.

"Yeah, that's great idea. Why didn't you think of it earlier? Oh, yeah because you were never around. You know if Carson finds out about that I'm sure he wouldn't be too happy."

Shannon quickly spun around to face him again. "Excuse me? Look, I've got alot of things to do around here. I did my job. All you've been doing is sleeping."

"Sleeping? Well that figures considering when ever I was awake you weren't here!" Rodney raised his voice whichhe immediately regretted as itpushed the pain level in his head up quitea few notches.

Finally after the pain subsided somewhat Rodney was able to open his eyes again. And as soon as he did he saw why the pain had dimmed down so quickly. Shannon was putting some kind of medicine in his IV.

"Feel better?"

"I guess so."

"Good. I'm going to go and get some more medicine for you . Do you think you'll be okay or do you stillfeel thatyou need me to stay here with you?" Shannon said half mockingly half serious.

"I'll be fine." Rodney squinted his eyes.

"Alright then. I'll be right back."

As Shannon quickly walked out of the room she nearly collided with Charles Bettany who was holding a small covered tray.

"Oh, I beg your pardon." Charles scooted out of her way just in time.

Shannon looked up at Charles squinted her eyes then just continued on her way.

"Rodney," Charles spoke while he continued to watch Shannon as she walked away, "I think your bad mood is contagious."

Rodney rolled his eyes. "Go away."

"Go away? I come all the way down here with wonderful food for you and you tell me to go away."

"Yes…food? What kind of food?"

"Oh, now you like me. I see how it is."

"Can you please just show me?"

"Alright, alright. Only because you said please"

Charles lifted the cover off the tray as he pointed out to Rodney what everything was.

As Charles was talking Rodney suddenly heard the little girl again.

"Daddy!"

Rodney looked up from the food to see if Charles had heard the little girl as well. When he saw that Charles was still talking about food and hadn't even taken a breath he thought it was safe to assume that he had heard nothing.

"Daddy!"

Rodney turned his head to the opposite side that he and Charles were on and there to his shock and surprise stood the little girl. Her brown dreadlocks matted to her face and her bright red lips pursed together. She stood shivering while hugging herself with that pleading look in her ice blue eyes that Rodney knew so well.

"What the...?"

A/N- Bum...Bum…Bum. lol! Thoughts? Comments? Opinions? All are welcome! Do you guys like how the story is going? Getting better? Worse? Leave me a review and let me know! Oh, and anymore feelings/comments about the Charles Bettany character are most welcome:)