Part 3- Oh my god doesn't even come close.

(Thanks to my reviewers! Don't worry you'll find out what Sheppard's up to next chapter. Hope you like this part)

McKay POV

My eyes peeled open to reveal a blurred lab and I began to assess my situation. Okay, I'm on the floor: bad. No signs of any immense pain: good. No headache: jackpot! Sore back: well I couldn't win them all… Well it seems I must have passed out, not fainted as Beckett likes to put it. So what if it's medical? Passed out is less… degrading. Pushing myself up to a sitting position was more of a difficult task than I first calculated. I found it pretty hard to get my body to do anything, but that wasn't all… it felt strange. I know scientists usually don't judge things on 'vibes' but there was something odd here I couldn't quite place my finger on.

…Why hadn't my vision cleared up by now? …Where's Zelenka anyways? I bet he probably woke up by now and just left me here. Lousy little…Hey! There's something on the floor reflecting the light… They were just in grabbing range, now if I could just reach… Nice, that wasn't as difficult as it normally is. Okay… things are becoming a bit clearer… I wonder if these glasses could work. I shoved them onto my face and peered out of them.

Oh this is too weird, I can see fine now. Ah well, he can get them back when he actually bothers to see if I'm alright. Now if I could use that bench to lever myself up... I pulled myself up with less difficulty, blinked a few times to try and dispel the dizziness that I got from getting up too fast. Well that device sure isn't a life saver anymore, rotten traitor. I kicked at it, expecting it to go flying out he labs… but it didn't because it hit someone. Peering around the desk cautiously, I took in the sight before me with forced breaths.

"Oh…my…God…" The words slipped out from my mouth.

Dr Zelenka POV

"Oh…my…God…." Said a voice I recognised but forgot the face. My mind was fuzzy at the moment… the dull throb of a headache was there. It was the first thing I felt when I woke up, I haven't managed to open my eyes yet… I feel so drained. The voice starts up again, repeating the mantra of 'No no no…' to himself. Who else was in the labs at the time? No… it was just me and McKay. I remember that strange device he held with a look of pride in his face, yet protectiveness …and I broke it. Had I been attacked? No… no one on Atlantis would do such a thing besides I don't think I am the type who makes enemies. That's a skill Colonel Sheppard and Rodney possess.

Feeling a surge of strength I force my eyes open, to find my glasses were missing… but my vision was clear! …Something was definitely wrong here. I pushed myself up onto my hands, and turned to look at the voice who had been cursing the entire time.

"It couldn't be…" I gasped.

McKay POV

"It couldn't be…" I swung around to hear the all too familiar voice that had never left me. Oh this was utterly perfect.

"I can't believe you!" I practically yelled. It was his entire fault this had happened! "You hijacked my body!"

"…Believe me it was unintentional." His own voice muttered at him.

"What's that supposed to mean? Huh?" There was no way, I was going to get used to this voice, it was so… European.

"That we are equal in fault. I didn't wish to take your body; I was coping fine with my own." He stated evenly.

"MY FAULT?" I yelled with full force. "How DID you work that one out?" Oh no, there was no way he could pin this on me. He broke it.

"Well it's an ancient device, yes? Then only the gene could have activated it, which as I'm sure you are well aware of I don't-"

"Possess. Yeah yeah, I know." I snapped. Damn he got me there. I watched as he slowly clambered up to stand with me, looking a little light on his…well MY feet. Oh crap, I still hadn't eaten anything yet had I? Quickly I walked over to my desk and acquired some power bars. My own face looked quizzical at me as I handed over my stash.

"I'm not feeling very well right now Rodney, I don't think I should-" He mumbled.

"Eat. It'll make you feel better. Hyperglycaemia." I said. Realisation dawned on his face and he started eating while I sat myself at a desk. Well that explains my earlier symptoms, I've become Zelenka. Just what I've always wanted to do…not.

"…So this is what it's like to be incompetent…" I mused to myself; unfortunately Radek caught on and shot me a glare from my own face. Oh that was low… but do I really look like that when I glare? Maybe he just can't control my face right or something.

"So apparently this body is a genius, I feel more like an ass." He retorted. I just gaped at him. Zelenka, swearing! Well I can understand in a different language… but what is the galaxy coming to. Wait, I had one over him. He's now the one with all the medical problems. Success!

"So Radek how's the headache?" I asked almost innocently. He took another bite more violently out of the power bar and muttered.

"Better. You really do make a big deal out of nothing." He said smirking.

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not! Padlock." I said, effectively cutting of the argument. I hated it when people did that to me in my childhood.

"Padlock? Rodney despite your hate of children you manage to act like one." Radek muttered while shaking his head.

"Shut up! I am still the department head here."

"To you, yes. To the rest of Atlantis your body is." He said mischievously. Oh no, oh no no no. He is not taking over my labs.

"…Oh no you don't."

"I wasn't going to. Are you going to take a look at that 'life saving' device again. You do want your body back, yes?"

"Yes yes, I was just getting around to that."

"Good."