Disclaimer- Idon't own Stargate.

Summary- Jennie McKay is a scientist and has just been contacted to join a program in a different galaxy, only one thing keeps in her mind as a reason to stay...her brother.

Warnings- references to self harm, verbal and physical abuse and a few naughty words.

I'm trying not to write a McKay angst story, but a story that has had McKay angst in the past. It's about his sister's inability to see that he's moved on from this. Its really about someone new in the stargate Atlantis team, and about the family left behind,who happens to be McKay's sister.


The Other McKay

Chapter two

"Jeannie! Grab the lever! Don't let it fall." Rodney ordered as he attached countless crystals and wires together. "Zelenka, the pad!"

"Rodders...are you sure-" The room lit up with the chasing light show, illuminating the room. It was a beautiful sight until it stayed still, simply keeping the room light.

"Aha!" He ran across the room, and he began to decipher anchient writing. "Incubation... don't get any closer!" he yelled.

"Rods?"

"No one can come in here without protective gear. Send beckett in." Jeannie kept moving forwards, "Jeannie, no. This thing's spread by touch."

"Rodders!"

"Now, Jeannie!" he then lowered his voice. "I know what I'm doing. You weren't anywhere near the stuff, but there's a chance that I'm infected. Now Everybody, out!"

"I'm not leaving you!"

Stubborn...always with the 'I'm not leaving you', well she'll leave if I have to...

"Jeannie, I'm not asking, I'm telling. Get out. right now, i'm not your brother, I'm your boss. Now get out."

"You'll never not be my baby br-"

"Now!" She really knows how to stall, huh? It's not even like I'm dying! You don't know that! a voice in his head announced, for all you know you could drop dead where you stand!

"My god, Rodney! Again? I thought I told you te take it easy for a few days- not get to work in an Anchient-Bloody-laboratory!"

"Would you please tell my sister that she shouldn't be in here?"

"He's right, Jeannie. You need to go if you haven't been in contact with the substance or Rodney."

"Fine." And she stormed out of the room, always the drama queen. When would she learn that he had moved on from his youth? Sure, he'd had it rough, but that was the past...

"Rodney?"

"Huh?"

"I said 'how long ago did you-'"

"Ten minutes."

"More like five." Zelenka put in.

"Well then?"

"Huh? What?" Why were they all staring at him?

"I said 'how's your arm?'"

"It's, uh... It's...what was the question?" then Rodney's world turned black.


"It's not contagious."

"You're sure about this?"

"Aye. He's over the worst. He'll be back to being his normal self by the end of the week."

"That's good news, Carson. Thank you."

Elizabeth had been in the same conversation at least twenty-five times during the past three years. She had learnt how it was handled- each time she would ask the same thing; 'what do we know about this?', and hopefully, she'd be informed that it was under control. She had the responsability for the lives of every person on the Atlantis base. This was a burden that she would no longer be able to entrust to anybody else. She needed to know that everyone was safe.

"I have to ask, Dr. Wier." came the voice of a thirty-nine year old woman standing in the doorway.

"Yes, Dr. McKay?"

"How...how many times has Rodney been in immediate danger?"

"During the entire expedition, or just this year?"

"The entire thing."

"I honestly have no idea. I would have to look through countless reports to get a rough estimate." the woman's face fell. "What was it that happened those years ago?"

"He had a... a dark time. Parent stuff, school stuff- bullied, believe it or not." She stood up," If you want to know anymore, you'll have to ask him yourself." Elizabeth nodded as Jeannie walked out of the room.


"Jeannie, I cannot have you doing that, ever!"

"It wasn't contagious!"

"You had no way of knowing that!"

"I just-"

"Jeannie!" rodney held up his good arm. "I need to know that you are going to do what I tell you, when I tell you. i don't care f you're my older sister, when it comes to all things Anchient- I'm in charge."

Jeannie was unprepared for this. Rodney had never taken charge like this before- not with her. She knew it was his job, and that she deserved it, but it hurt.

"I only-"

"Jeannie. Promise me. Otherwise I'll have to go to Elizabeth, and I don't want that."

"Fine."

"Thank you." He let of a deep breath. "Now, could you go rotate the-"

"On it."

"Thanks." Jeannie left the infirmary and walked to the Northern section of the city. Her brother was right, he knew more at the current time. She should listen to him, it was just so difficult...

"Do not take it too personally." came a voice from behind her. It was the Czech man she now knew to be called Radek Zelenka. "rodney is tough, because he has to be."

"He wasn't always like this." Jeannie started.

"Anything that will make me treat him differently- I do not need to hear. He would tell me himself."

She nodded. It did make sense. The two of them travelled together and Zelenka retold the tales of Atlantis; the failsafe that caused the city to rise, the horrors of the Wraith, and eventually they ended up discussing Rodney.

"And he attached the sheild and just walking into the entity to throw the generator through himself."

"What?"

"He saved the city- one of many times."

"If you would have told me that-even after I travelled through the gate... I would have laughed in your face. But after today..."

"He has changed a lot these past years."

"WhenIgot that video a couple of years back...I didn't know if I'd every see him again. I put it on a DVD with other videos of Rodney... it's uh... It's my 'personal item'." she smiled, "you should hear the things he said. He talked about family, how important it is. Imagine, the first time I'd heard from him in two years is this, this tape that he filmed-"

"When a Wraith attack was imminent." Zelenka finished.

"Is that what it was?"

"Yes, Rodney managed to compress...the controls... they are not working...We are trapped."


Please review thanks. don't ask me where this is going... I honestly don't have a clue... well, i have ideas...i just don't know if they'll amount to anything... anyway, please review.