John looked through the window into the interrogation room and froze. He could not go in there. He was going to be killed for sure.

Sitting on the table with his back to them was a large man, a very large man who could probably snap John in half if he wanted to. He looked well over six feet tall. His hair was in dark brown dreadlocks that were pulled back into a ponytail and his skin was dark. He sat there reading a file and would occasionally make comments to his partner as she talked on the phone. The partner was John's other problem; she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. She was average height, thin with fair skin. Her brown hair was curled around her face and swung back and forth as she paced the length of the room talking on her phone. Every once in a while she would clench her fists and it looked like she would break the phone but instead she just smacked her partner on the arm and went back to pacing.

Teyla watched the woman walk back and forth across the room, or at least she tried to. Her eyes kept being drawn to the man sitting on the table. His suit jacket had been discarded on a chair and she could see the muscles of his back and arms. She could imagine what he would look like without the black shirt on, she quickly stopped that train of thought before it was too late and looked back at the woman. She was pretty, with brown hair and Teyla caught a glimpse of her smile for a few seconds when she grabbed the file from her partner and hit him with it. Other than that, she looked very annoyed as she talked on the phone. She looked at John from the corner of her eye and noticed him watching the brunette's every move.
Elizabeth paced back and forth in the tiny room that Ronon had been muttering under his breath about for the past twenty minutes. The few words she caught had been 'hell, prison, and I'm going to kill the NYPD'. She was not very happy about being locked in the room either but Ronon never had liked waiting and the fact that it was in a room with bars on the windows made it that much worse. Her main problem was the scientist that she was on the phone with.

"Rodney… Rodney… no Rodney I do not want to know about your new… no I have no idea what that is… Dr. McKay… can you please stop… can you please st-."

Ronon had apparently had enough of the conversation and grabbed the phone out of her hands.

"Gimme that."

"Ronon!"

She tried in vain to get the phone back but secretly wanted him to tell the scientist to shut the hell up.

"McKay! Shut up right now or I will shoot you… thank you. Now don't go into some long scientific explanation I wont understand just give me your results and I'll buy you lunch later…okay… uhuh…really…can you send that to Liz's phone…thank you… yes it will be a big lunch… goodbye McKay."

Ronon hung up and rolled his eyes wondering how he was going to survive lunch.

"So what do we have?"

He looked up at his partner.

"Huh? Oh the lovely people at the NYPD still haven't gotten him the stuff so he can run the tests yet."

"Then what did he send me?"

"Jeanie sent me pictures from Maddie's birthday, Katie and Rodney's vacation… oh and some of the new girl working at the lab."

"Ronon!"

"What it was her idea."

She took the phone from him so she could look at the pictures herself. She thrust the files that were sitting on the table at him.

"Finish reading the files so we can get this meeting over with."

"I already did, twice. Oh did you see that ones of McKay at the beach."

"Yeah he looks ridiculous."

She put her phone away and sat down on a chair at the table.

"I know. So what do you think of the case?"

"Not sure, there are so many holes in it."

"Yeah and they haven't even had the surveillance tapes translated yet."

"You're going to end up doing it."

"Exactly why I'm mad."

She looked at the clock for what seemed like the millionth time. It was 10:23; they had gotten there at 9:30. Elizabeth was getting very angry. She had to drag Ronon out of the office without the proper number of cups of coffee he should have before interacting with normal people. She sat in traffic with him next to her grumbling about how much he hated the NYPD and their boss who had been the one to set up the meeting at this ungodly hour of the morning. Elizabeth had been in a fine mood and had no problem with getting up that early but if Ronon was not happy, she was probably not going to be happy. That was why she had finally stopped at Starbucks and used her badge to get to the front of the line where she got four cups of coffee, three for Ronon and one for herself.

"When are they going to get here, we have been waiting almost an hour?"

"Yeah I'm so bored I'm looking foreword to lunch with Rodney."

Elizabeth let out a small laugh, Ronon and Rodney never got along well. Sure, they were friends and would do almost anything for each other but they spent all their time together fighting and at some point Ronon usually threatened to kill him.

"I never thought I would hear you say that."

"I never thought I would have to."

The partners sat together at the table reading files and making comments about them for the next few minutes until finally, the door opened.