As much as I wish I owned Stargate: Atlantis, I don't. Someone else does. Be kind, please review.

I wanted to take a moment and thank my reviewers. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have a reason to keep writing.

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Sheppard and McKay walked down the corridor on their way to the Jumper bay.

"Oh," Rodney said sounding more chipper then he had since the pranks started. "I thought you might like to know, the prank on Kavanaugh was caught on video. So, do we want to send everyone a copy, or do we want to sell it?"

John scratched his head. "I think we should send it anonymously to everyone. If Elizabeth caught us selling it, she would make us give the money back, and then she would have the copies destroyed."

Rodney frowned. "You do have a point. I will send it out tonight."

As they turned a corner, they saw someone dangling from the ceiling. As they got closer, they realized that it was Lindsey Novak.

"Oh, hic, thank goodness, hic, I thought, hic, that I would, hic, be here for days, hic." She was hanging by a rope that was around her ankle.

Sheppard grabbed a hold of her and held her up, while McKay took the rope off. John stood her on her feet, but the moment he let go, she fell over. John helped her sit while she regained her equilibrium.

"Thank you, sir." she said as the hiccups disappeared.

John knelt down next to her. "What happened?"

She shook her head, as if to clear it. "I was walking down the corridor, and all of a sudden, I could feel something tightening around my ankle, and then, I was upside down."

Rodney looked at her with a horrified look on his face. "Are you alright?" He looked at John. "Let's get her to the infirmary."

She shook her head. "I don't want to be trouble."

"Nonsense. It wouldn't be a bit of trouble, but if you fell over because it was worse than we thought, then I would feel guilty." John pulled her to her feet. "Come on."

She smiled and allowed herself to be helped to the infirmary. When they arrived, a nurse took her by the hand and guided her to a bed.

Lindsey smiled at Sheppard and McKay. "I will be alright. You don't have to stick around."

"Ok," Rodney said. "See you later." He quickly left after that.

"Well if you need anything, let me know." John smiled at her, and her hiccups start again.

He left as Carson walked in. "Carson, let me know how she's doing."

"Alright Colonel."



Sheppard walked out the door, Rodney was waiting just around the corner. "Sorry, I don't like being around sick people."

John shook his head. "I know, Rodney. Let's see what we have."

McKay groaned. "Not a lot right now."

Come on, Rodney." Sheppard goaded. "Zelenka had less time, and more information than you have had. I thought you were a genius?"

Rodney growled at Sheppard. "I am, but his job was easier. All he had to do was make a list." By the end, he was whining and hitting pitches that make dogs howl.

John groaned and rubbed his face. He hated it when Rodney got like this. "I just want to know who this is before someone gets hurt."

Rodney stopped his diatribe. "You really think someone could get hurt?"

John shrugged. "When someone gets away with something as long as this person has, they get sloppy."

They walked in silence for a few minutes when John stopped. "What?" Rodney asked.

John put his finger to his lips. "I hear someone." They crept up to the corner.

"I told you that this would be fun." John didn't recognize the voice. "I also told you that we wouldn't be caught."

Another person said something, but the person spoke low enough that John didn't catch what was said.

"Well, we haven't caught, have we?" was the response. "And we won't be if you keep quiet. Now, let's go!"

John grabbed Rodney's sleeve and pulled him around the corner. The corridor was empty!

"Where did they go? I mean, they just disappeared."

John was annoyed. "Let's see who is in the area."

"Good idea. Maybe they saw something."

They looked around and checked the rooms along the way until they got to the Jumper bay.

"Major, Zelenka, where are you?" John called out. No one answered. John tapped his ear piece. "Sheppard to Lorne. Come in major." Still no answer.

"If they left, cold showers for a week." Rodney exclaimed. "I am not going to walk all over this city looking for them. They said that they would be here, and they better show up, now!"

With the pronouncement of those words, a knocking was heard coming from one of the jumpers.

John hit the control to open the jumper door, but nothing happened. The knocking continued, so Rodney pulled out his laptop, and got to work.

After a few minutes, Rodney got the door open. Bubbles started flowing out in a flood. So did a furry of Czech swearwords, or what John assumed were swearwords.



"I don't even want to know what he is saying." Rodney said.

It took a few minutes to find Lorne and Zelenka in the bubbles, and along the way, Sheppard realized that the bubbles were colored and left the color behind when they popped. Evan's face and arms were covered with purple splotches. Radek's face was covered with the same purple splotches, his hair more wild than ever and his glasses were missing.

"BlbĂ˝ kousek od hovno!"

Sheppard grabbed Radek by the arm. "Are you alright?"

Zelenka looked up at Sheppard and squinted. "Is that you Colonel?"

"Yes, it is. Where are your glasses?"

Radek touched his face, and the swearing started again. He turned away from everyone and started combing the floor of the jumper on his hands and knees. Lorne and Sheppard got down on the floor and started looking too. After a few minutes, Rodney started looking. The bubbles were thick on the floor and the search was not easy. Rodney got a few feet inside when he heard a crunch. He reached under his knee and pulled out Radek's glasses. They were broken.

Rodney cleared his throat. "I found them."

Radek hurried over, as he reached for them, Rodney pulled back. "I'm sorry, I broke them," he admitted. "I didn't mean to."

Radek grabbed them and tried to put them on. The frames were twisted, and the lenses broken. The swearing started again. "Thank you," he said through gritted teeth, "for helping me look." He walked away, glasses in hand.

Radek stopped just inside the door. "I will get you. I put lemon in your food, I put grease on your mouse and I will make many, many mistakes on all of the projects you are working on." He turned on his heel and walked away.

John turned to Rodney. "Make sure he gets where he is headed."

When Rodney seemed to hesitate, Sheppard leaned closer. "I will help him fallow through. Now, go!"

Rodney gave a little jump, and headed out after Radek, "I hope he has a second pair of glasses."

Translation: Stupid piece of crap!