A/N: Well it only took 3 days for me to be able to upload Grrrr. This chapter hasn't really been beta read. I hope everyone is surviving the heat so far this summer. Short but (I hope) sweet. Enjoy!
Part 5 - Mensa
John and Carson had spent a tiring day at his parents house and all John wanted to do was sleep. It was a nice hotel with a comfortable bed and a nice dark room, perfect for sleeping, but it was three in the morning and John was still awake. "Saw logs? That is an understatement!" John thought to himself. Dr. Carson Beckett had sawed down the entire Amazon rain forest and had moved on to the Alaskan Wilderness. Next time an armada of Wraith Cruisers was headed towards Atlantis he'd have to remember this night, just set up a loudspeaker next to Carson's bed and tell him to take a nap. They could broadcast his snoring into space and that would surely send the Wraith running. John spent the night lying in bed thinking, by morning he had come up with an idea. At eight AM, John figured it wasn't to early to call his mom and ask her for a favor, then he'd wake Carson and they would talk.
The cafe was buzzing with activity, but John and Carson managed to find a fairly quiet corner to eat breakfast in. "Hey Carson, are you a member of MENSA?" John asked.
"Yes, why do you ask?" Carson replied.
" I took the test years ago and was asked to join but I didn't. My father was not happy about it, he had pushed me to take the test in the first place. He just wanted me to join so that he could have one more thing to brag about, or at least that's what I thought at the time." John responded.
"I had no idea you were MENSA material Colonel. Not that I don't think that you're an intelligent man. We have a chapter on Atlantis you know."
"I know, Rodney told me. I graduated from high school when I was fifteen, I had my Master's degree in mathematics by the time I turned 21, my parents wanted me to go on and get my Doctorate then become some famous mathematician. As much as I loved math I loved flying more, I needed to live my own life. I joined the Air Force so that I could become a pilot. The day I joined up my father told me he never wanted to see me again, unless I quit the military and got my Doctorate. He said that the military was fine for other people's son's but not me, I was to smart for that, he said I was destined for greater things. I wish I could tell him about Atlantis, maybe then he would be proud of me." John answered.
"Colonel. John, He loves you, you're his son. We may not always make our parents happy, we might even disappoint them, but they still love us, even if they don't show it." Carson said.
"I want to join MENSA. I called my mom this morning and asked her if she still had the letter they sent asking me to join. She's going to look it up." John said.
"If you don't mind me asking Colonel, why now, what's changed?" Carson asked.
"I've been thinking about it for awhile. Atlantis is full of brainy scientists, I've got an IQ of 150 but sometimes I feel like an idiot around you guys. Then there's this thing with my dad, maybe if I join MENSA that'll be one thing he could be proud of before he dies. Well, I guess we should get a move on."
A/N: I know that I've shared a hotel room with an unhappy person once or twice. You've just got to smack me and I'll wake up and roll over (and hopefully stop snoring for a wee bit) and go right back to sleep. Please review it keeps me motivated to write.