Ratings and Disclaimers are the same as Chapter 1
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Major Lorne had called for John a few minutes after midnight, when he and Elizabeth got to the Gateroom they found four Marines with guns trained on two turtledoves sitting on the gate.
"I don't think they're armed so you can stand down," said John, he went up the stairs and stood with Lorne and Elizabeth who were watching the partridge. The partridge was glaring at the turtledoves, determined to show them who was boss. It had taken quite a shine to Chuck as he'd been feeding it breadcrumbs it had also taken to perching on the railing by the console so it could watch Chuck at work, the person that the partridge loathed the most was Ronon, he and Alex the chef had formed an alliance of sorts. After the initial encounter between Ronon and the partridge, it had taken to dive bombing the Satedan and trying to pluck his dreadlocks out which had led to weapons fire in the gateroom and Ronon's gun being confiscated, he was now determined to eat the partridge and Alex had promised him a feast if he could catch it.
"Report" said John to Lorne, Lorne rolled his eyes
"Well sir I got a call at midnight to say there had been some kind of transporter activity in the gateroom and when we arrive they were here along with this" said Lorne as he handed John a note.
"It says 'Merry Christmas my love'" remarked John
"Are you sure you don't know who's doing this?" said Elizabeth, John shook his head
"Honest I don't but when I find out I'm gonna make them eat the partridge and the doves" said John as he stormed off back to his room.
During the day there was an uneasy truce between the partridge, the doves, Ronon and Alex, knowing Ronon was weaponless the partridge had become bold and had started aiming for parts of his anatomy, beak first. Ronon had almost caught the bird once; he had sneaked up on it as it was glaring at the doves. An enraged yell from Chuck had startled the partridge so much that it had dropped a number of 'messages' on Ronon's hair, the outcome had been a visit to the infirmary for Chuck and an hour long lecture from Elizabeth for Ronon.
Early on, in the evening, the turtledoves had had enough of the partridge's attitude and had launched a pre-emptive strike on the pear tree, both Sheppard's and Lorne's teams had been ordered to the gateroom to try to restore some kind of order. Chuck and some of the scientists had stood their ground and refused to let the marines open fire on the birds. The result was feathers all over the gateroom that caused an outbreak of allergies among the scientists, Dr Vicki Collins becoming a temporary vet after she had told Elizabeth she was an ornithologist in her spare time and Carson treating four marines for deep scratches and being pecked in embarrassing places.
Late that night the partridge and the turtledoves declared a truce and watched the nightshift going about its business from the pear tree. When Elizabeth got to her office the next day, she was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when a white flash caught her eye in the Gateroom...
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