I'm a doctor, not a . . .
by Bluestar1
A little moment between episodes that I wrote for SV.
"Doctor Beckett?"
"What have you found for me this time, Ford?" Carson looked up from his microscope with a look of exasperation at being interrupted.
"Uh, well . . . you see, you know that planet where we met the T-Rex?" Ford looked embarrassed to be explaining this. "Well, we went back, because the lab said there might be a plant there that disagrees with the Wraith – you know, its pollen and that."
"So did you need me to analyse this plant?" Carson breathed a premature sigh of relief.
"Uh, no. The T-Rex found us again. It was snacking on this poor beastie's mother." Ford held his hands out. Cupped in them was a tiny baby pterodactyl, and it was trying to chew Ford's thumb. "I think it's hungry."
"I'm a doctor, not a palaeontologist. Oh, well. Bring on the dinosaurs."