As much as I wish, I don't own Stargate: Atlantis. I do wish I owned either Evan Lorne or Radek Zelenka. You guys are wonderful! I hope you enjoy the fruits of my labor!

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John stood there for a moment, before turning. "Major, report!" He was stewing. This was driving him crazy! Who was doing these pranks!

Evan snapped to attention. "Doctor Zelenka said that he needed someone with the ATA gene. I wasn't doing anything, so I said I would help him out. When we got here, he started working on the jumper, and the door closed. He tried to get the door open, but instead, bubbles came out of a panel. The jumper filled pretty fast."

"Did you see anyone hanging out around there?"

"No sir!"

"Did you notice anything weird before you came in?"

Lorne seemed to think for a minute. "No sir." he finally said.

Sheppard looked closely at Lorne's face. Lorne didn't seem to be under any unusual stress, and didn't seem any different, except for the bubble-shaped color on his face and arms.

"Anything I need to know?"

"Nothing comes to mind, sir."

"You can go, Major."

"Thank you, sir." Lorne nodded at Sheppard and stepped past him.

"Major."

Lorne stopped. "Yes sir?" The desire to run was plain on his face; he was trying to hide it, but was failing.

"If anything comes to mind, let me know."

"Yes sir." He saluted, turned and hurried out of the jumper, bubble footprints following him.

John stood there for a moment. He needed time to think. He didn't get much time before his communicator went off.

"Weir to Sheppard.

John touched his ear comm. "Sheppard here."

"Colonel, in my office now!"

"I'm on my way!"

John hurried through the corridors, almost at a run. People jumped out of his way, he called apologies to the people that didn't move fast enough.

When he got to the door of Elizabeth's office, she was standing, waiting for him. She turned her monitor around. A video was playing of Kavanaugh, the chocolate syrup was pouring out of a vent on the ceiling, after a minute, the feathers appeared. "Do you know anything about how this got sent to everyone?"



John fought the urge to smile. "No Ma'am." He looked at the screen a little closer. "That must be embarrassing."

Elizabeth glared at him. "It isn't funny. He has been in here to complain already." She sighed and sat down. "I don't like him either, but this is too much."

"I wish I knew Elizabeth, but no one likes the man, it could have been anyone."

"Well, it needs to stop. Do something about it. You can go."

Sheppard nodded at Weir and stepped out of her office. As he walked, he heard his name called.

"Sheppard, I got something!"

John turned. It was Rodney, and he was smiling. He motioned Rodney into Sheppard's office. "What did you find?"

Rodney sat down, and then he got right back up. "I know who did the pranks."

John stood. "Are you sure?" He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Rodney was grinning now. "Yes." He scooted closer to John's desk. "Do you want to know who?"

"Of course! What do you have?"

Rodney pulled out his laptop and turned it on. He tapped on it for a few minutes before he turned it around. On the screen was Kavanaugh. He walked into the jumper bay and slipped into one of the jumpers. A few minutes later, he looked around before he stepped out of the jumper. He left the bay quickly. Lorne and Zelenka entered the room a few minutes later and entered the jumper.

Rodney was smiling the smile that John always wanted to hit, but today, he didn't want to hit it.

"We have him now!"

They started walking. John hit his earpiece. "Sheppard to Kavanaugh."

"Kavanaugh here. I'm busy." He sounded annoyed to John.

"Not later, now! Where are you?"

Sheppard could hear Kavanaugh release a deep breath. "Fine! I am getting dinner. I wait here. This had better be good."

Sheppard started walking faster, Rodney almost running to keep up.

When they entered the mess hall, Kavanaugh was sitting at a table, alone. John walked up to him, pulled him out of his chair and slammed him against the wall. "What do you think you are doing?"

Kavanaugh looked terrified. John wondered for a minute if Kavanaugh was going to faint.

"What are you doing?" Kavanaugh quavered. He looked pale.

John gritted his teeth. "I want to know why you are doing the pranks! Someone could get hurt!"

Kavanaugh grinned. "I didn't do the pranks!"

"Then what were you doing in the jumper that Major Lorne and Dr. Zelenka were trapped in?"



The grin dropped off Kavanaugh's face, and he went pale. "Zelenka sent me. He told me to do something inside."

"What?"

"Huh?!"

"What did he tell you to do?"

"He said to install a box. To put it inside a jumper panel."

John rolled his eyes. "Really."

Kavanaugh tried to get away. John held him firmly and shook him a little.

"What was in it?"

Kavanaugh froze. "I don't know. He didn't tell me and I didn't ask. I had a lot of stuff to do. I didn't have a lot of time to do stupid things for other people."

John's eyes narrowed. "I doubt that. We will have to ask Zelenka about this." He pulled Kavanaugh away from the wall.

"Come on Rodney, we need to talk to Zelenka. Let's get to the bottom of this." He drug Kavanaugh out of the mess hall, Rodney close behind.

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Did Kavanaugh do the pranks, or was he framed? Will Zelenka defend Kavanaugh? Only time will tell. Mwaaahhhh!