"Entertain me." Carson and Elizabeth turned away from their conversation at John's words and over to the bed the Colonel was occupying.
"What? No." Rodney, who was seated in a chair next to him, answered in annoyance. Elizabeth bit her lip to keep from laughing at the pout that appeared immediately on John's face. "You know that doesn't work on me." Rodney said turning back to the report he was writing.
"Well, I'm bored." John said.
"I'm not the one who went and got himself shot." Rodney said not looking up and John's mood turned dark.
"I got shot protecting your sorry ass." He said. "Next time I won't bother. I'll just let you get shot."
"You wouldn't." Rodney said taken aback.
"I just might." John said turning away and settling himself further into the bed. Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Hell would sooner freeze over before John let anyone, especially Rodney, get hurt in anyway.
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AN : There you go. Three very short drabbles just for you. I'll try to update soon.