four years later

torren was 'rockin out' with his faveroute cd waiting for his uncle john to come and play with him, like he did every thursday, barring a crisis that threatend his existance.

'he peeked his head out down the corridor, but uncle john wasnt coming, he hated being left here on his own, he sighed, before heading to the baed, grabbing his guitar on the way, he held the large instriment balancing it on his lap, aukwardly and slightly out of tune, missing a note or two bt clearly strumming the familiar tune of 'pickin time' this wasnt at all torrens faveroute song, but uncle john told him it was the easiest to learn how to play, like usual uncle john was right it only had three cords, once torren mastered them it was just about trying to keep up the pace, he practiced for a while before he gave up and skipped the cd to one of his faveroutes, 'jackson' he fliped the guitar over and began tappng hs hands on the back of it in beat with the music.

torren had dread locks like his uncle ronon, he was proud of them although they wernt yet verry long, as he got into his finger tapping the beat riverbeated up is arm untill it was almost a full body effort, with his dreads flaying violently, suddenly a second much larger pair of hands joined the beat and torren looked up with a wide smile at his faveroute uncle.

'you have taken a long time...dude' he said

'yeah well, igors been sick' john replied

torren stopped nd looked at john 'really?'

john nodded

'was he nautious or did he have a headache?' torren asked

'no he was stunned by a wraith stunner two many times' john told the boy honestly

'so?'

'its wreaking havvoc on his nervous system' john explained

'you get stunned lots all at once' torren told him

'and its rodney' john added

'is he really unwell?' torren asked in concern

'yes actually he is'

'then shall we go and visit him?' torren asked

'would you like to?'

'yes, i am concerned and i would like to check that he is well' torren explained

john laughed at torrens formal explinations, something he got from his father and mother he suposed.

'fine cmon kid' john agreed as he ruffled torrens hair

part 2

'well if you two are happy, i might go and write the mission reports' john decided as torren started talking to rodney about controll conduits,

the boy was so smart for his age, and with each of his adopted 'uncles' he found a common ground that he persuid vigirously, rodney had started teaching him about all the sciency stuff about a ear ago, using smarties that represeted positive and negative energy flows, upon hearing smarties were involved john attempted to learn, but soon gave up, however torren had told him it was kind of like playing memory, or tag, or even like connect four, john didnt get it but torren did, and whenever he was with rodney they yammered about everything nonsensical that john could imagine, and besides torren would probably be good for rodney while hes stuck in the sick bay, keep him from getting bored.

john would swing by teylas room and leave a note later, shed probably frown at him for leaving torren with rodney, shewas wierd about that ever since rodney dropped him on his head...the fouth time, however ronan taken torren on a satedan right of passage when he was three and managed to walk into an ambush and get torren stunned by wa wrait and yet teyla still had more qwaums about leaving her son with rodney rather than ronon, john smiled to himself.

part two

rodney stormed down the passage and thudded on johns could tell by that particular thud that it was rodney and that he had a problem, he decided not to answer

'if you dont open the door, ill overide it, you know i will' rodney threatend through the door.

joh decided to hide.

moments later rodney appeared in the room, he searched the room thouraghly before leaving, john waited an extra few minutes to be sure he wasnt coming back in before climbing back through the window.

'one rodney rage defused' john muttered to himself

part 3

john rodney and ronon were performing a simple drop off, nothing out of the ordinary, it wouldve been a plesant afternoon they may have even thought about bringing torren apart from the fact that rodney had been royaly ticked of for the past week or so, so john wasnt taking any risks, this attitude would probably wind them up trapped in some jail on some deserted planet due to rodneys mouth.

john wasnt really sure but he thought he heaard rodney call him sir john, but he couldntve, theres no way rodney had ever heard the stories, at least he hoped.

next

welve years later

over the years john had thought that rodney had called him sir john, usually when he was annoyed, sometimes when he was sick, or if john at the last jelly cup, but it was always said so quickly under a muttered breath that he could never really be sure.

they had just taken torren on his first night out drinking, it was a athosian tradition saved for the childs sixteenth birthda, the uncles and father would take them out.

torren had xcused himself after the aukward silence, he had been telling them all what wonderfull uncles they were, he shared a packet of smarties with rodney, wrestled with ronon for a short while compared their dredlocks, he had stuck his ipod on loudspeaker and he and john had sung along, that was later in the evening, but it wasnt untill much much later and many more drinks that torren had once again as he had once in the sick bay let it slip that uncle john told him wonderfull storys about princes and princesses and a igor named rodney.

then there was the aukward silence in witch torren excused himself, ronon quickly excused himself right before rodney exploded

'I'm an igore! youre a sir! teyla is a princess, elizabeth is a queen? carson was a magician...and i, i am igore?' rodney snapped

'hey ronon was a monster!' john retorted

'who got transformed into a worrier god, i was an igor, me the smartest person was an incompitent igor! rodney exploded

the barman came over and asked them to keep it down

'do you know who youre talking to?' rodney snapped

'cmon rodney its not a big deal' john told him

rodney glared at him, right before he let over a decade of frustration out and threw it johns way, somwhere along the way ronon had returned, realized that he was likend to a monster and joined in on the action

needless to say they were banned from that bar.