After a few minutes of standing in the observation room Caldwell decided that it was time for them to go in. He pushed John away from the window to the door. When he didn't make a move to open it Caldwell did it for him then pushed him into the room, as his partner obediently followed. The two agents that were sitting at the table stood up to greet them after the woman whispered something into her partner's ear.

"Sorry for the wait, I'm Lieutenant Steven Caldwell and this is Detective John Sheppard and Detective Teyla Emmagan."

"Hello, I'm Special Agent Elizabeth Weir and this is my partner Special Agent Ronon Dex. We are with the FBI's Joint Terrorism Task Force"

She offered them a small, very forced smile and her partner just gave them a small nod of his head.

"Well, let's take a seat and get to work."

Agent Weir nodded in agreement and took a seat at the table next to her partner. The two detectives sat down on the other side of the table and Caldwell sat at the head.

John was scared again, this guy was even bigger than he thought he would be and this woman was even more beautiful up close. He tried not to stare too obviously but wasn't sure if he was doing a good job. He watched her listening attentively to what Caldwell was saying and was sure he should be doing the same but was finding it difficult.

Teyla kept sneaking glances at Agent Dex out of the corner of her eye as she listened to Caldwell. He was even better looking than she thought he would be. His eyes were a deep green, he had a small beard and when he shifted in his seat the collar of his shirt moved showing part of a tattoo on his neck. He didn't appear the least bit interested in what the lieutenant was saying, he was texting someone on his cell but every once in a while would look over his partner's shoulder at the notes she was talking.

Elizabeth listened attentively to what Lieutenant Caldwell said because she knew Ronon wasn't going to. At the moment he was texting someone, probably Jeanie, on his phone. Occasionally he would look over her notes but then would go back to his phone. She was aware of a pair of eyes on her and she was sure they belonged to the man sitting across from her. Detective Sheppard hadn't taken his eyes off of her since he had entered the room, not that she minded. He was extremely handsome and she thought that maybe it wouldn't be that bad to work with the NYPD.

Ronon sat silently at the table half listening to what Caldwell was saying. Elizabeth had whispered to him that he was not allowed to talk so he wasn't. It was probably a very good idea because he was still mad that he had been forced to wait in the small room for an hour and anything he said probably wouldn't be very nice. The only things that were getting him through the boring meeting were his cell phone and the woman sitting across from him. He was texting Jeanie on his cell; well actually, it was Liz's cell. His had been broken the day before when he threw it at Dr. Kavanagh's head. He didn't think it would break but apparently, he had a really hard head. So he was busy talking to Dr. Jeanie Miller while she avoided doing work in the lab. While he talked to her, about the new doctor in the lab and the stupid things her husband had done that morning, Ronon kept glancing at the woman sitting across the table from him. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about that, with her honey colored hair and light brown skin. She looked nice; unlike most of the career women he had the pleasure of meeting in his line of work. He looked up and saw her smiling at the way her partner was staring at his, she had a beautiful smile it was warm and her eyes… Ronon shook himself out of his thoughts. He was not ready for a relationship and there was too much going on in his life to even think about dating.

Caldwell seemed oblivious to the fact that only one of the four other people in the room was listening to what he was saying. He just continued on trying to fill in the FBI about what they had discovered.

Half an hour later when Caldwell was finally finished talking and Elizabeth was finished asking questions the five of them got up to leave. Elizabeth shook hands with the three members on the police force and Ronon gave them all a small nod.

"Well, it was very nice to meet you all and thank you for this information it could prove very useful."

"You are very welcome Agent Weir and it was nice to meet you too." Caldwell said while leading her to the door with the other three trailing after them.

"Now all we need are your case files and the evidence from the lab and we will be good to go."

This froze all of the members of the NYPD and caused John more than a little irritation, and despite the fact that Agent Weir was the most beautiful woman he had ever met, he decided to voice his objection.

"Wait, hold on a second, this is our case, Teyla and I found this information, you can't just take it away."

Elizabeth could hear the anger in John's voice and felt frustrated by it, but years of being a diplomat allowed her to keep her voice calm when she answered him.

"I understand that you want to be a part of this detective, I do, but our team at the FBI specializes in these cases, if we take this you and Detective Emmagan are free to do your usual jobs."

"You don't think we can handle it."

Ronon leaned against the doorway as he and the other two watched the pair fight in the hallway. Other officers were starting to open office doors to look and them. He massaged his temples trying to hold off the headache he was getting until they left the precinct.

"No that is not it at all, I'm sure you are very capable…"

"Then let us help."

"Let me finish, I'm sure you are very capable but, you are not trained to deal with these types of situations."

"What types of situations? Dangerous ones?"

Teyla tried to cut in before this got out of hand.

"John this is not helping."

"No, what is she saying?"

Despite the fact that Teyla had not gotten through to him and John listened to her more than him, Caldwell tried to silence him as well.

"That is enough Detective."

"I am only saying that we are better equipped to handle the situation."

"What you're saying is that you are better than us."

"I did not mean to imply that."

"But you did."

"QUIET!" everyone looked up at the previously silent FBI agent. "This is how things are going to work; you are going to hand over your case files and all of the evidence…"

"No way, this is our case."

"Shut up." John looked at him in shock. "Now from the little of what Lieutenant Caldwell said that I was actually listening to I learned that this is an interstate case, which makes it a Federal case. If we do not have all of the information by three this afternoon you will all be charged with obstruction of justice."

Liz grabbed his arm and turned him around. She whispered harshly at him so if the other three were listening they could have easily heard them. However, they were still reeling from the fact that Agent Dex had spoken to focus on anything else.

"Ronon."

"No Liz, they made me wait in that little room for an hour they are lucky I don't want it by the time I leave this building."

She sighed, understanding his irritation.

"This is not going to help."

"I'm not done." He turned away from his partner and back to the other three stunned people. "In the interest of maintaining a healthy relationship between the NYPD and the FBI we will allow Detectives Sheppard and Emmagan to assist us, at our office."

"Yes." Sheppard pumped his fist in the air in victory.

"Under the condition that they follow orders. Is everyone okay with that? Good. Liz and I are going to lunch; meet us at the office around one. Let's go."

He grabbed his partners arm and began to pull her down the hallway but stopped when Teyla called out to them.

"Hold on a second."

Reluctantly he turned around to face her.

"Yes, Detective Emmagan."

"Where is your office located?"

"Right, The Kennedy Building, floor 34, suite 4."

"Thank you."

He turned to leave again.

"Agent Dex."

"Yes Detective."

"Would you like John and I to buy you lunch, to make up for the time you both had to spend waiting?"

Ronon smiled at her gesture and Elizabeth decided that she would do all of the talking again.

"That is very kind of you, but unfortunately Ronon already has plans and I as much as he would love to get out of them, he can't."

"Are you positive?" Teyla was disappointed that she would not be able to smooth things over.

"Yes, he is and he would never subject anyone to lunch with Dr. McKay, no matter how long they forced him to wait in an interrogation room."

Ronon smiled at that because lunch, or any time spent with Rodney could be a severe pain in the ass.

"Tell ya what Detective, you can buy the take out we will probably end up having for dinner."

She smiled at Ronon.

"That sounds fair."

"Good, now the two of us have to go because the sooner I pick up Rodney the sooner I can leave."

He grabbed his partners arm again and led her out of the station before anyone else could stop him.