A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back again! I had to really think about how to do this chapter

If there was one thing you could count on, it was Colonel Caldwell to act quickly against John. Even before John had made it back to his quarters, rumors were flying around the city about everything that was happening. He didn't care that others knew, but with an entire city spying on them, it was going to be a lot harder to deal with it.

John sat on his bed and began playing his guitar. He was only playing for a few minutes when Rodney came through the door, completely unannounced.

"Colonel!" Rodney shouted. "How'd Caldwell figure it out?"

"What do you think?" John retorted. "You're the genius."

"While I'd normally be flattered that you'd admit to that, I couldn't even begin to guess."

"You know how I spar with her, right?"
"Yeah, who doesn't? We also hear rumors that more goes on between you two during those times."

"There's truth to that rumor. How else do you think I got in trouble?"

"So what, were you so overt as to be having sex when he found you two?"
"Not quite Rodney."
"What do you mean not quite?"
"I was getting to that part Rodney, even though I should've packed my bags and gone to help you."

"Oh no, you mean when I…" Rodney trailed off, realizing what had happened. "I'm sorry Colonel. This is my fault."
"Where the hell do you get that Rodney?" John snapped. "It's not your job to protect Teyla and I from our own stupidity, though damn she's good."
"Really?"

"What, you want details on the kinky stuff!"

Rodney waived his hand in front of his face. "NO! I need to get out more. Anyway, continue."

"Like I was saying, it's not your fault."

"How is this not my fault?"
"Sit down, shut up, and forget about it Rodney!" John snapped. "Anyway, nothing can be done about it."

"Wait, maybe there is."
"Unless you've got a device that can go back in time, I think you're a little out of luck."

"Not quite."

"Well, spit it out Rodney."
"Maybe if you blackmailed Caldwell."

John raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you talking about Rodney?"
"Caldwell's been hitting on Weir, but there's another rumor."

John raised both eyebrows. "I like where this is headed."

"I'm not sure. Give me a few hours to find and drill Cadman on this rumor. She knows them all."

"Why am I not surprised?"
"Why can't I remember it?"

As if on cue, Laura Cadman walked right into the room. "Hey guys, need Caldwell blackmailed?"

"How did you know we were thinking about that?" Rodney stated, astonished.

"Well, Caldwell's an arrogant… thing I shouldn't say, but I know he gets around, specifically with a certain junior engineer on the Daedalus."

"Who?" John snapped.

"Lindsey Novak." Cadman grinned fiercely at the declaration. "Isn't that just wrong? Poor Novak, she really needs some loving. Wonder if I can hook her up with one of the scientists."

"Who told you this?"
"Lindsey did, when she was dead drunk at ladies poker night."

"I can't image Novak getting laid by Caldwell." John replied.

"Neither can I Colonel." Rodney agreed. "Do you have proof?"
"Do you want to know that?" Cadman replied.

"I think I've got a plan." John replied, grinning from ear to ear. "The question is how."