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EVAN

Evan had not been sure what would happen after he had spilled his guts out over his messy and broken past, but he had never thought he would get so much support. Usually when someone found out about his earlier life they took to the hills before he had even finished his story or they looked at him with disgust and contempt before they left. In the end he stopped trying to keep someone, he knew his one night stands were not very healthy but after being hurt so many times it was just easier to keep his distance than get hurt again.

All this relationship things were completely new to him and Evan was the first one to admit that he had absolutely no idea what to do or act. He was lucky that Rodney was so understanding, gentle and not intruding, he did not force Evan to be a certain way or deny who he was. Then again, Rodney was a very unique person himself and understood how it felt to having to change himself to be a certain way to be liked.

"You look pensive, something on your mind?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary," said Evan leaning into Rodney who had just sat down beside Evan on the couch.

"Sure and why is it that I just know you're lying to me, huh?"

"Because I am, partially at least," admitted Evan.

Evan watched from the corner of his eye as Rodney let out a small sigh and then there was an arm around his shoulders pulling him in. At first Evan's primary reaction was to pull away but instead he tried to relax his body and leaned heaver against Rodney's solid side. He could not help himself when he started chewing on his lower lip, they had not really had much time to themselves since the small encounter he had had with Fields and Rodney had not tried doing anything more than some kissing and heavier petting, not that they really could do much as long as Fields was still there. It was frustrating but on the same time it made Evan feel relieved, he wanted things to go the right way with Rodney and he was afraid to screw things up if he did things how he usually did them and so he had decided to let Rodney take the wheel and set the pace.

"Everything well be fine, trust me with Sheppard on your side there's not much Fields can do, especially now as Mitchell has given the Colonel almost free reins," said Rodney softly running his hand through Evan's hair.

Pressing himself closer Evan purred at the feeling of Rodney's hands in his hair, softly massaging Evan's scalp. It was relaxing on so many levels but one thing was sure and that was that Evan did not want Rodney to stop.

"I hope so…"

"Haven't you learned by now that I'm never wrong? So stop worrying, it'll be fine, I can feel it in my gut."

Moving around Evan looked up to look Rodney straight in the eyes, giving the PhD doctor a small smile. He was rewarded with a kiss for his trouble. It was a short and sweet kiss, but it still left Evan flustered or maybe that had something to do with the fact that he had not had sex in almost eight months now and it was starting to get to him. It just was not the same thing when he had to take care of things himself, Evan was sure the cramp in his arm came from the crazy amount of time he spent jerking off in his shower.

His silent self-pity party walked straight into a wall and Evan almost jumped in surprise when he felt a hand connect with his cloth covered cock, half hard straining against his pants. Looking down Evan blinked a few times as he watched Rodney's hand before he once again looked up at his lover who was now looking downright mischievous.

"Well, well, well … what do we have here?"

Evan drew in a sharp breath of air when Rodney put more pressure on his hand, it took all of Evan's self-control not to whine or moan at the movement. He went from semi hard to rock hard in two seconds flat. He had slept with a lot of people but there had not been a single person before Rodney that could make him feel so alive from just the most innocent of touches, like a pat on the shoulder or from their fingers touching.

Evan did not take his eyes off Rodney as he watched the other man move from where he was sitting on the couch to kneeling on the floor in between Evan's parted legs. It was as if everything moved in slow motion, Evan knew it was stupid but it felt as if it took an eternity for Rodney to open Evan's pants and get his mouth on Evan's cock but it was worth it in the end. With a groan Evan slumped back against the couch, his eyes closing in pleasure. It was not often that people remembered or cared to give him a blowjob as usually it was he who was down on his knees, but this was far the best blowjob he had ever gotten. Squirming and moaning, Evan saw stars when he came, his eyes shut and his lips parted.

"Wow… that was…"

"I know, I'm a genius after all," said Rodney with a satisfied grin.

"So I've been told," Said Evan licking his lips, "now how can I help you Doctor McKay?"

"Help me? Major Lorne you help me just by being here but if you really want to help me then you can get your sweet ass out of those pants."

One minute and forty-nine seconds later both he and Rodney were naked on the sofa, Evan in Rodney's lap. He was moaning and rubbing himself up against Rodney enjoying every second or Rodney's hands grabbing his ass. Every time Rodney's fingers even got close to Evan's puckered hole, Evan's moans would get an octave higher and he would try to push his hips lower but Rodney was stubborn and kept playing with Evan. Although he had already cummed once, it did not stop him from getting hard again pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock.

"Rodney just fuck me already!" groaned Evan frustration seeping into his voice.

For a moment Rodney stopped moving and Evan was afraid he had been too forward.

"If we're going to do this, we're not going to fuck but make love and we'll be doing it on a bed." Rodney held Evan's head between his hands looking Evan straight in the eyes when he spoke.

"Okay bed or sofa, whatever just get going!" whined Evan.

How they in the end ended up on the bed, was a mystery to Evan. Not that he cared as he was more concentrated on Rodney's cock than anything else that was going on. Since the first time Evan got a look at Rodney's cock, he had not been able to get it out of his mind. Every day, every minute of the day at the most improper time's images would pop up in his mind distracting him thoroughly. Arching his back, Evan let his fingers gently run through Rodney's hair, savoring the feeling of the older man's tongue leaving a wet trail down his chest and stomach. Writhing and moaning shamelessly, his body responding to every little touch that Rodney bestowed on him Evan wrapped his legs around Rodney's waist.

For the second time in under an hour Evan saw stars when he came, his breath was labored and he could feel how his whole body relaxed. Rodney was equally breathless, gently pulling out before he laid down beside Evan.

"I know this is early but I know I love you Evan, you don't have to say it back but I… I just want you to know that I do and that I won't give up on you."

Evan was not sure what he was supposed to answer to the revelation and so instead of saying anything smiled his usually calm and collected smile and kissed the terror and nightmare of the majority of the scientists on Atlantis. It was nice to hear those words, although Evan did not very often put much weight on words this time it was different, because everyone who knew Rodney, knew that he was not very eloquent or good at expressing himself if it was anything else but displeasure or annoyance and so it meant a lot to Evan to hear those words from Rodney.

STARGATE: ATLANTIS

Evan knew it probably was petty of him but he took immense pleasure in watching Fields suffer. Everything from the smallest of things like tripping over something that was not there moments ago, to being locked out from a room he needed access to. It was not much but it was something. At least it was enough so that Fields did not have time for harassing Evan so that was also good, he was slowly relaxing enough not to check every corridor before he walked through it in search of evidence if Fields was around or not.

Now once again like most days Evan found himself sitting in his office hoping Fields would leave soon because he was sure that if he was to be cooped up in his office one more day with Colonel Sheppard who was making origami, he was sure he would go nuts. Of course, the question now was how much more crazy he could get, because a certain amount of insanity was already needed in accepting the position as Sheppard's SIC on Atlantis, which he had done without a second thought. He was not used to not having been off world in give or take two months, and it was slowly starting to grate on his nerves, he liked the freedom that came with the gate travelling.

Staring at the paper on his desk, Evan gingerly picked up the one on top (a report sent by Fields on how "lazy" and "unprofessional" some of the marines were), and slowly started to imitate the hand movements and folds Colonel Sheppard had done whilst making origami. Evan knew he had hit a new kind of low when he let the temptation take over but the Colonel was right, it was sort of soothing. He could not help but snicker when he remembered his conversation he had had with his CO, how they should introduce origami as a sort of stress relieve for the marines. Although after thinking about the proposition for awhile, Sheppard had to admit that maybe it was not such a good idea, as the chance was bigger that it would increase the stress for the majority, instead of making it go away.

Evan continued to fold his origami birds, the birds getting better looking and more elaborate than the last. He was so absorbed in his newfound hobby that he did not even hear the raised voice coming from down the hall. An agitated voice that just got louder and louder until it suddenly stopped and did not start again.

NORMAN

Norman was furious. Ever since his failed attempt on Lorne, things had started to happen. It was not really anything specific at first, a cold shower now and then, a door that was jammed or maybe just weird tasting coffee, but then it started to happen too often and then the whispering started and the laughs behind his back and then he knew, it was not a coincidence. It made his blood boil when he thought about it, that these people dared go against him, it was as if they did not care that their lives were in his hands. They did not fear him anymore.

Storming down the corridors, trying his best not to trip over something or get locked in, Norman was trying to locate Doctor McKay a more annoying and self-assured bastard would be hard to find, who according to his work partner Doctor Zelenka was supposed to be in the jumperbay but had not been there for hours when Norman arrived and so he ended up walking across the whole of Atlantis (because he did not trust the transporter not to trap him again) to get to the room where some marine had spotted the man last.

In the end he found McKay with his new little puppet Doctor Walker or something not far from Sheppard and Lorne's office. They were in a deep discussion with lots of papers in between, but Norman did not care, he had wasted enough time already on the pompous jerk.

"McKay!"

"Ah, Mr. Fields how can I help you?" asked McKay in a sugary tone, not happy at all.

"I want you to fix my shower! I'm getting tired of there being no warm water!" almost shouted Norman his face red from his walk.

"Oh that's not possible, I'm afraid," said McKay looking too smug for his own good, "everyone's showers break now and then, you're not the only one who has to suffer through it."

"So it's normal to only have freezing cold water?" asked Norman through gritted teeth.

"Yes, you're welcome to try but right now everyone has to shower with cold water so there's no point in whining over it."

"Doctor McKay's right, there's been some problems with the pipes these past few days and so there's no hot water," said Walker butting into the conversation.

"Doctor Walker did it look like I was looking for your opinion?"

"It's Warner, not Walker."

"I don't care Doctor! Well if it's a problem then fix it! I won't tell you again!"

"Mr. Fields with all due respect, we can't fix it any faster than we already are," explained McKay with a sigh.

"Oh really, well do you know what I think? I think you're just making this up to annoy me," spat Norman.

"Believe whatever you want, but there's something wrong with the pipes and that's the truth."

Norman stared with narrowed eyes, shifting his gaze from one doctor to the other trying to determine whether they were lying or not. It was hard to say, weird things happened on Atlantis which was one of the reasons he did not like the place, and usually it took awhile before the problem was discovered and dealt with.

"Just as you said Doctor McKay, I'll be the judge of that."

Norman stared McKay straight in the eyes and the annoying know-it-all stared straight back and had it not been for Doctor Zelenka who contacted McKay through his earpiece then the staring would have continued for awhile. Not listening to the conversation Norman stalked down the corridor heading for the nearest sleeping quarters. He was going to show them that he was not someone to mess with, if they played him now he would make sure every single person working in this place loyal to Sheppard or anyone else for that matter that Norman did not like, would perish. He would make sure they would never get employed anywhere, top scientists and military be damned he would make them pay.

Storming into the first room that was occupied by someone, Norman did not care who, he headed for the shower. With a determined face Norman switched on the shower and was two seconds later hit in the face with ice cold water much like what had happened in his own shower. For a moment he just stood there, breathing heavily through his nose. He was not sure what made him angrier, the fact that McKay had not been lying about the showers or the fact that he had been completely humiliated. Turning around he was faced with both McKay and Warner, their faces were blank but he knew that they were laughing at him silently. Giving them his most fierce glare, Norman walked past them, his nose high in the air.

Angry, humiliated and soaking wet Norman pushed past the two doctors, stalking down the corridor heading for his private quarters. There was not much more work to do before his report was done and when that happened, he would make sure the whole Atlantis mission got cut off and shut down for good. Sitting down on his computer chair Norman tries to calm down running a hand through his hair. It would not help run headlong into trouble, instead he needed to refocus and come up with a new plan. He needed to take back the control he had lost before it was too late to do anything about it. Leaning back in his chair Norman played up a few different scenarios in his head trying to come up with a good game plan for the last weeks of him being on Atlantis. What he did not know was that he was not the only one to step up the pace. When Norman had come to Atlantis he had expected it to be easy to take charge and get things done, but what he had not anticipated that was the loyalty in the place bred from the extreme situations and death threats that loomed over the old Ancient building.

STARGATE: ATLANTIS

"What's the meaning of this?"

"I'm making a formal complaint sir about feeling wrongly treated by you, sir."

Norman stared at the woman, Doctor Warner or whatever, standing in front of him looking as insolent as ever. No wonder she got along with McKay as good as she did. His anger flared and got worse by every second he look at her standing there in front of his desk, as if she just had not given him a report where she accused him of sexual harassment. He did not even bother to read the thing before he chucked it into the paper bin.

"That Doctor is what I think of your complaint. Now get out of my office!" roared Norman.

He watched as Warner with a smirk on her face left his office, leaving the door open behind her. Although he had to admit the way she spoke and looked at him made him a bit weary.

Warner was the first and although he had not thought much about it, it was still there in the back of his head nagging, not even two whole days' later complaints from other women working on Atlantis had started to rain in. In his opinion women were not meant to be in the army, they were supposed to be home cooking and no out playing soldier. It was ridiculous how low the army was sinking, it was sailing towards disgrace. With a snort of disgust, Norman went back to sorting out the file of whom he was going to let go and who would be allowed to stay. Right now there was a whole bunch of people that would be let go.

He was looking forward to ending this thing whatever it was, being away from earth, in a different galaxy where they did not have coffee and only served disgusting food coming from different planets in the galaxy made him nauseous. Also now when his little side project had flopped, Norman did not feel there was any reason to stay any longer, the Daedalus would be here in six days and he would be the first person onboard when the spaceship would head back for earth. With that thought in his head Norman shuffled through his papers placing a file on top of the heap containing those files of who would be laid off. With a satisfied grin Norman swept his eyes over the name, Doctor Rodney McKay. Colonel Sheppard, Major Lorne and Doctor Warner's names could also be found in the pile, yes Norman would have his own revenge and it would be worth all the trouble he had gone through this past two months.

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