Sequel/Series: Yes pouting I wasn't planning on a series or sequel but it would seem my muse had other ideas.
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Beta: Thanks to Ellex and Annie. All further mistakes are mine.
Summary: It's Teyla's turn.
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"Please forgive the interruption." Teyla bowed slightly when she found Rodney in the lab, working late as usual. There were no other scientists in the room at this hour.
"No." Rodney didn't look up from the laptop he was typing on.
Startled, Teyla glanced at Rodney sharply. "What?"
"I don't forgive the interruption. Go away." Again, he did not dignify her presence with a visual affirmation.
Nothing had been resolved since Rodney's return to Atlantis. He continued to verbally assault anyone who crossed his path and ignored those requests he deemed a waste of time. All social events had fallen into the latter category. With the departure of the scientist from their team, Teyla had noted how withdrawn and hard Sheppard had become. She feared if this rift between the two men was not resolved that Sheppard would choose to step into harm's way one day, when such actions were not warranted. "Dr. McKay, I must speak with you."
"No, you want to tell me what to do or what I'm doing wrong, as usual. I'm not interested so, once again, go away."
"Dr. McKay - "
"Yes, yes, I understand it's difficult for your primitive mind to keep up with me but at least try something close to coherency. Go. Away."
"Dr. McKay, I am your friend and merely wish to - "
Only now did he look up to scowl at her. "What's my sister's name? What's my favorite color? What are my hobbies? Have we ever spent downtime doing something I wanted to do? Do you carry an Epi pen? Do you know how to use one? Do you have any idea of what I'm allergic to?"
The questions were clipped and shot off one after another without a pause in-between.
"You will not allow anyone close to you, Dr. McKay, so I cannot answer many of those questions. You allow your work to consume the majority of your time and loathe to be interrupted for any reason. As for your allergies, I was told…" Here Teyla hesitated because, as anyone who had spent any time around Rodney, she knew of his claims to be allergic to everything, and she had followed Col. Sheppard's lead in believing those claims to be nothing more than an attempt to gain attention.
"In the two years we've served on the same team, you've never once sought out Beckett to ask him if it was true or not, have you?" Those blue eyes narrowed, challenging her to state otherwise.
"No." She admitted with a heavy dose of guilt.
The next several minutes were filled with descriptions of Teyla's background, family members, her friends on the mainland, her strengths and weaknesses, her talents, her likes and dislikes and subjects she had taken an interest in since joining the humans on Atlantis.
Staring at this abrasive man, she could not help but feel another wave of guilt. "How do you know these things?"
"Prior to my memory loss, I made a list of what I mistakenly thought would be important facts about friends I never really had."
--tbc