A/N: I added this along with chapter three, so I really can't talk too much about this chapter, aside from apologizing again to the McWeirs…It's coming, but this backstory HAS to happen!

Disclaimer: This is sung to the tune of, "The more we sing together":

I do not own Atlantis, well, Stargate Atlantis,

I do not own Atlantis, but let me tell thee:

I would love to buy it, but don't have the money,

So please, if anyone can, just give it to me!

(ducks the rotten tomatoes) Look for another weird disclaimer soon!

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Carson was finishing his staff briefing when Elizabeth and Teyla walked into the infirmary. Glancing up at them, Carson dismissed his staff and strode over.

"Right, let's get this over with, shall we?" he invited, motioning for Elizabeth to take a seat on the cot to his left. Teyla was taken to one at the end of the room by a girl whom Elizabeth thought she remembered to be Carson's second in command…though she wasn't quite sure.

That's odd, she remarked inwardly. Normally I'm so good at names and ranks…Elizabeth decided to ignore her lapse in memory for the moment. With all the people who lived in the city, it was foolish of her to expect herself to know everything all the time.

"Now Doctor Weir, can ye tell me your symptoms? Any unusual aches or pains? Doctor Heightmeyer said somethin' about a loss of memory to me this mornin' have you been taking those pills I prescribed for ye?" Carson's seemingly endless stream of questions continued for about half an hour as he checked Elizabeth over. Elizabeth responded as in as much detail as she could, all the while feeling uneasy.

It wasn't like Carson to be so bubbly when he was examining someone…in fact, she had only seen him become so verbose when he was really nervous. Thus she couldn't stop herself from wringing her hands slightly as she waited for Carson to come back with results of her scans.

Teyla had already been cleared and was sitting in a chair beside her, trying to distract Elizabeth by telling her of the latest news from the mainland. Elizabeth's answers were so short and disinterested however that she eventually stopped, and sat with her in a tense silence. Both women were glad when the sound of Carson's footsteps were heard and he appeared from his office with a smile.

"Well lass, I have good news. You're free of all alien bodies, as far as my scans can tell, even the ones that we used the ancient devices for. In fact, your overall state of health appears fine, though by your white blood cell count it looks like ye could be comin' down with a wee bit of a virus, which explains those aches you've got. These pills should help you get over it faster, and as long as you keep an eye on what you eat and how much rest you're getting, I think you'll be back to normal in a few days," he said happily.

Elizabeth had to strongly resist the urge to wrap Carson in a bear hug. She felt a great weight lift from her shoulders, and felt a broad smile beginning to tug at the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you Doctor Beckett, I can't tell you how glad I am to hear that. I suppose I was just being paranoid about the alien intruder… but as we all know, it's prudent to be overcautious as opposed to reckless," Elizabeth got up off the cot and began to walk toward the door, Beckett following. Without pause, Elizabeth continued her speech.

"That being said, I'd feel safer continuing your screening of personnel, just to be absolutely positive. Besides, I believe certain teams have managed to avoid their checkups for a few weeks now, and this gives you the perfect opportunity to corral them in here," she said with a devious grin, noting Carson's lack of objection to this idea.

"Sure thing Elizabeth, I'll let you know when we're through" he said as Teyla joined them at the archway. Bidding him farewell, Teyla and Elizabeth headed down the corridor to the transporter.

As they walked, Teyla informed Colonel Sheppard of the results of the physical. John was quite happy to hear the news, but added he'd prefer if Teyla continued to stay with Doctor Weir for a little while longer, just to be safe. Teyla ended the call to the Colonel as they stepped out of the transporter. In front of them, Elizabeth caught sight of Rodney's blue clad form turning the corner. Jogging slightly to catch up with him, Elizabeth taped him on the back.

"What! Can't you see I'm- Oh, sorry Elizabeth," Rodney apologized quickly as he realized who it was. Smiling to let him know she hadn't taken offense, Elizabeth gave him the good news.

"I just wanted to let you know Carson gave me and Teyla and clean bill of health," Elizabeth said, watching his face turn considerably more cheerful at the news.

"Really? That's great, I'm glad to hear it. Actually, I was just about to call you and Sheppard to let you know that so far we've come up empty in our scans…but we still have a few more tricks up our sleeves before we can be certain," Rodney added, slowing his feverish face a moment to allow Teyla to catch up to them.

"Good Work Doctor, keep me informed," Elizabeth commanded, watching Rodney zoom away back though the corridors.

"Shall we have lunch now, Doctor Weir?" Teyla suggested, inclining her head towards the cafeteria.

"That's a great idea, I am kind of hungry," Elizabeth admitted, following the Athosian into the mess hall. Over a fresh salad, with the sea breeze blowing in on her face, Elizabeth allowed herself to relax for the first time in several hours. The sun temporarily seemed to soothe away the minor muscle pain in her back and neck as she stretched her legs out under the table. Happy at the chance to get to know Teyla better, she decided it was a good time to ask her about herself.

"So what was your life like before we came here Teyla? Had you been the leader of the Athosians for very long?" she asked during a lull in conversation, spooning up another mouthful of broth she had requested from the kitchen.

Teyla looked startled for the briefest of moments, if she hadn't know better, Elizabeth would have said she had looked afraid. But that's ridiculous Elizabeth assured herself, and decided she needed to spend more time with Teyla so that these abrupt changes in conversation need not happen.

"Had I been leader very long? I, suppose I had. I took over leadership after my father died, which was when I was a youth, but after I had matured to a woman…by your count, I would say I had been leader for around five years before you came to this galaxy," Teyla concluded after pausing a few times to get her bearings.

"What about yourself Doctor Weir? Were you in charge of a similar facility before Atlantis?" she asked swiftly, changing the subject.

Elizabeth's diplomatic training did not fail her as she assessed the situation. Teyla was clearly uncomfortable talking about herself, or at last doing so in front of her. Elizabeth had no wish to alienate the young woman by pressing the issue further, and so glibly responded to Teyla's question, and allowed herself to be guided away from the more personal topics.

Towards the end of their lunch, Elizabeth began to feel a bit sore. Her head was beginning to throb slightly, and a sudden weariness seemed to have taken over her muscles. Excusing herself, Elizabeth bid a hasty retreat to her room. By the time they reached her quarters, Elizabeth was too exhausted to put up a fight when Teyla insisted upon staying, instead telling her to make herself at home before climbing gratefully into her bed. Within moments, Elizabeth was asleep.

Right, hold on to your seatbelts, because your world is about to turn upside down…hope the next chapter won't infuriate you all, but it's been hinted at….(evil grin from the author) Now is a good time to mention that it's very, very late here and my mind is very tired...so forgive the sillyness