NOTE: Ok, basically, Puddle-Jumper38 made mention of Joe Flanigan hating boats and it gave me an idea for another earthbound John adventure.

Also, I won't be replying to reviews in this two-chapter update, but I will with the next.

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(John's POV)

As I threw another coil of rope onto the boat, as well as two more backpacks with spare clothing and food, I turned to Ronon who looked doubtful and Teyla who looked plain old confused. "What?" I grabbed a bag Carson had packed, full of medical equipment and carefully handed it to the said doctor, who took it inside, passing Rodney on his way. "Rodney! No computers!"

"You can't be serious!" Rodney straightened his light blue t-shirt and frowned over his sunglasses. "I never go anywhere without it!"

Why doesn't that surprise me? "No computers means no computers. Besides, do you really wanna risk frying it if a sudden storm hits, or it ends up in water?"

Hesitating a moment, Rodney growled and shut his computer before getting up, walking over and handing it to Colonel Cameron Mitchell, who was standing there with a smirk.

"Aww, come on, Rodney. You don't get too many vacations in the SGC, this is supposed to be a time of relaxation." Turning, he handed the computer to Sam, who smiled at Rodney before walking off. "Not to mention, General O'Neill being nice enough to lend you his boat."

And a nice boat it was! There was easily enough room for the five of them in the lower rooms, and a large kitchen. It was kind of like a yacht, only smaller. Sturdy she was, and I planned to have a hell of a time! We had to make sure everything was packed, including lots of extra food, and nothing with citrus. Still, Carson insisted on making sure there was a veritable infirmary on board. Actually, I'd classified one spare room as the infirmary as a joke, but Carson was all for it, saying you'd never know what could happen on the ocean.

"Yeah, well, I find working on my computer very relaxing, thank you very much." Rodney grumbled with his arms over his chest.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, there are computers on the bridge." I raised an eyebrow as without even a word, Rodney turned and speed walked off. "Damn! I gotta do something about that addiction of his. It's not even funny anymore."

Cam laughed and shook his head. "Trust me, it'll never work. When you get back, I'll tell you the story of the time I thought the same as you, and the scars Daniel gave me, for trying to do something about it." Seeing the said scientist glaring at him, he held up a hand in surrender before grinning and waving to me. "Well, you guys have fun." Turning, he walked back to the car.

Same and Daniel waved, and wished them the same before dragging a curious Teal'c and Vala off with them.

"I still do not understand the purpose of this...outing." Teyla carefully stepped toward board the boat in a pair of jeans and a tank top. "Is it some sort of exercise?"

Ronon grunted and hoped over the edge, staggering a step sideways as the boat tilted a little under the pressure. He was also wearing jeans, but decided to forego the top. I was with him on the top part, but as for the jeans, it was more cargo shorts for me, in black. "Yeah, I mean, can't we go hunting? You said we get to hunt big..." He paused and frowned for a moment.

"Game." I supplied helpfully, holding out a hand to help Teyla into the boat, as she seemed more cautious. "We call it game. It refers to large animals that are typically hunted..." I trailed off and shook my head. "We hunt on alien worlds all the time, buddy. This time we're gonna really relax. We're gonna fish, and camp out on this boat, and if you want you can even go swimming." I gestured to the vast ocean around us.

Teyla walked forward, only taking a second to adjust to the difference of walking on a slightly more unsteady surface than earth. I knew this was her first time on a boat, but she didn't seem to mind. "Did you not say the waters had large, dangerous fish in them?"

"Yeah." Not like I'm worried about some fish when it comes to the two of you. "But as long as you're not bleeding and you don't go too far from the boat, you should be safe." Grabbing the last duffle bag of supplies, I walked ahead of them and lead them to the bridge, thankful that Cam untied the ropes keeping the boat at the dock. "It'll be fun."

Ronon still didn't look convinced, but remained quiet as he followed me and Teyla.

As we entered the bridge, I noticed Rodney frowning over some computers. He looked at the screen for one before muttering something under his breath and rushing to another.

"Something wrong?"

Looking up, he stared at me a moment before shaking his head. "Well, there's apparently a small storm warning in the area." He typed on one of the computers and sighed. "It just showed up."

"How small...?" I asked cautiously, already seeing the excuses to go home on Rodney's face.

He shrugged. "Well, it doesn't really seem like much... I mean it could be bigger, I don't know..."

"Well, this boat can handle some pretty tough storms." I dropped the duffle bag on the floor and walked over to the controls. Tapping my ear piece, I tilted my head a little as I took the steering wheel and turned on the engine. "Lady and Gentlemen, if you'll please fasten your seatbelts, we're about to depart." I stated in a pleasant voice. Hearing Rodney muttering behind me, I shook my head and began to pull out of the dock. "Alright guys, we're off." I tapped my ear piece again and kept my eyes on the vast ocean, my mind running over all the possibilities of the things we'd be able to do.

And yes, I allowed the ear pieces as they seemed like a pretty good way to keep in contact around the ship, if there were any problems.

(At the Cars, Normal POV)

"Trust me, I've learned my lesson. I won't steal your computer ever again." Cam raised his hands in defense as Daniel gave him a raised eyebrow. They stood by the car as Sam typed on one of her own laptops and frowned. "Everything ok, Sam?"

"I..." She looked at the screen and frowned a moment before turning her gaze to the departing boat. "There's a storm warning for our area."

"So? If it's just a small storm-"

"That's just it." Sam typed rapidly on her computer, her eyes fixed once again on the screen. "It is, for the moment, but it has a lot of potential to turn into a possibly deadly hurricane." Closing her laptop, she grabbed an ear piece from the glove compartment and slipped it into her ear. "I need to warn them, I have a bad feeling about this trip of theirs."

All of Cam's levity was gone, and he exchanged a grim look with Daniel. In all honesty, he was torn. It was just a small storm, after all, but what if Sam was right? Looking out to the water, he pursed his lips as Sam tried to contact the others.

"John, it's Sam, do you read?" She frowned. "Rodney, are you there?" Surely he never took his ear piece out. Still nothing. Standing up slowly, slipping out of the car as she went, she glanced to the others. "Colonel Sheppard, if you can hear me, please respond."

Cam frowned and shook his head, mentally judging the distance of the boat from them. "They're too far away." The boat was moving pretty quickly, and the radios only worked for a certain distance.

Vala shrugged. "It's just a small storm, right? Isn't that Rodney character always at a computer? If he is, I'm sure he'll see the warning, too." Swaying a little in boredom, she sighed. "I still wish you would've let me go, too."

"They would've tossed you overboard before the day was out." Cam stated dryly. "She does have a point though." Looking to Sam, he raised an eyebrow. "If the storm thing goes south, we can always ask the Daedalus to beam them outta there."

Hesitantly, Sam pulled the ear piece from her ear and looked out at the boat. "I guess you're right." Looking first to Cam, then to Daniel, she sighed. "I just have a bad feeling about this."

The rest of the team watched as the boat disappeared on to the horizon, none of them wanting to admit they all had the same feeling.

(On the Boat, A Few Hours Later, John's POV)

"Come on, Rodney. This has got to be more fun than sitting at a computer, doing work." I moved my rook and sat back as Rodney took a moment to analyze the board. "No deadlines, no one rushing you, just a week of relaxation."

"And yet you made me get rid of my computer." Rodney's hand hesitantly went out to the board, but he paused mid way and frowned. "I don't understand why you don't get that to me, my computer is fun."

"It's a computer, Rodney. We're spending this vacation with friends, not metal objects." Raising an eyebrow, I bit back a grin as Rodney unknowingly fell into my trap. As the said scientist pulled away from the board, I made show of thinking of my next move, but after a moment, I pushed my Knight towards Rodney's Queen, which was right beside his King, effectively trapping them in a circle of my pieces, and shrugged, leaning back. "Checkmate."

Rodney's jaw dropped and he eyed the board critically. "Oh, that's not fair! You call this fun??" His eyes visibly scanned the pieces, looking for a way out of it, or to find some sort of non-existent clue that I'd cheated.

"Yes, Rodney, I do." I stated with a grin. Folding my arms across my chest, I watched as the corners of his lips twitched a moment in amusement before he put on a show of glaring at me. "What? You wanted a rematch." Funny enough, when you got past his hard exterior and learned how to read him, Rodney could be a pretty cool guy.

"Yeah, well, I want another one. I swear you're cheating. No way can you beat me." He folded his arms over his chest and pushed his chin out in a sign of defiance.

"Not only have I beat you..." I leaned forward and gathered my pieces, resetting the board on my side while Rodney did the same on his side. "I beat you three times in a row, today alone. You sure you want a rematch?"

Rodney glanced up at me, but then his eyes slid past me and they narrowed. His face, which was set in it's usual look, turned grim and he frowned even deeper than before. "That doesn't look promising."

"After three games? No, I didn't think so, either." I stated with a smirk, watching as his eyes slid back to me and he glared once again.

"Yes, yes, I was talking about the almost pitch black sky for miles behind you." He pointed as he abandoned the pieces and grabbed a portable computer he 'borrowed' from the bridge. "That 'small storm' isn't looking so small at the moment."

Turning around with a frown, I felt my eyes widen as several blinding streaks of lightning shone through the sky. My eyes lowered from the looming storm, and I watched Teyla swimming in front of the boat. "Teyla!" Jumping up, I raced towards her and leaned over the railing. "Teyla! Get out of the water!" Her head spun towards me from the storm and she frowned in confusion, but swam in my direction with an amazing speed. It was only a moment later and I was helping her into the boat.

"John...?"

"That storm..." I nodded my head towards the said storm while handing her a beach blanket to wrap around her wetsuit-clad body. "If the lightning hit the water, you'd be fried." I gestured for her to go ahead of me, and we made our way back to Rodney, who was staring at the screen with wide eyes. I don't wanna know. "Rodney...?"

"Oh, no. No, no, no, no… That 'small' storm I mentioned earlier? It's not so small anymore. It's bordering on turning into a full blown hurricane!" Rodney glanced up to me with wide eyes. "And I mean one strong enough to tear this ship to pieces!"

Frowning, I turned to the storm and hesitated. It was only our first day out, but if Rodney was right… "Alright, we'd better head back." Turning to Teyla, I raised an eyebrow at her confused face. "You'd better get inside and get dressed, it's probably gonna get pretty wild. And can you let Ronon and Carson know what's going on?"

She hesitated for a moment, looking out to the storm before turning back and nodding. "I will." Hurrying off, she entered the door that led down to the lower deck and the rooms.

Turning back to Rodney, I watched as he gathered his chess pieces. "Uh, you might as well leave them. Unless you were planning on playing chess out here, during the storm."

Stopping for a moment, he let his pieces drop and walked over them carefully before giving me a bland look. "Yes, I planned on sitting out here and freezing my ass off for a rematch with you." He answered dryly. "It's General O'Neill's game, I thought I'd take the moment to gather the pieces while you take the boat in."

Shaking my head, I turned and made my way to the bridge. "The game's replaceable, and I'm sure he'd understand." I climbed the stairs, beginning to notice as the boat rocked back and forth over the currently gentle waves. Opening the door to the bridge, I held it for Rodney before walking in after him. "You think you can keep an eye on the storm as I take the boat back?" I went over to the controls and hit the button to automatically retract the anchor so we could leave.

"Right." He walked over to a panel and typed something, placing the portable computer on one of the consoles and plugging it into it. "Ok… Oh, no…"

Turning, I saw Rodney's eyes widen. "What?" I turned the wheel and frowned as the boat seemed to turn slower than I would have liked. Keeping my attention half on what I was doing and half on Rodney, I frowned as he typed quickly on the console. "Rodney, what?"

"I don't think we can out run that storm." His wide eyes shot up to me before darting past me.

Looking out the front window, I frowned as the storm grew steadily closer. It was alarming how fast those once calm waves were turning choppy and vengeful. "Right, well….we'll just have to do our best, then." I turned the wheel harder and the boat turned further. It seemed like it took forever, but I got the boat turned, only to stagger as a particularly nasty wave hit us.

"What the hell's going on?!" Carson came rushing into the bridge with Ronon and a freshly dressed Teyla behind him. "One minute the ride's calm and the next I'm struggling not be sent head first over the railing!"

Ronon staggered a little to the wall and held on to a console as another wave hit us. "I thought this ride was supposed to be relaxing."

Teyla made her way unsteadily over to me and looked out the window. "The storm is moving quickly."

"I noticed." I ground out through gritted teeth, struggling to hold on to the wheel as the pressure of the ocean tried to rip it out of my hands and turn the boat back around. We finally got our backs to the waves and I put the boat in gear, moving us as fast as I could.

The boat rose up and down, and unsteadily rode the waves as we tried to make a run for it. Another powerful wave hit us, and I almost fell over as with a nasty crunch, we hit something. "Tell me I'm hearing things…" I groaned as I looked to all the flashing icons. "Crap! We've sprung a leak!" I kept a firm hold on the wheel and tried to keep going, but remembering something O'Neill mentioned, I looked at a red flashing light and felt my eyes widen. "Ronon! Take the wheel!"

He staggered over and looked at me like I was nuts. "What am I supposed to do with it?"

Not gonna say what just crossed my mind there... "Just hold it in this position." I stated grimly as he took the wheel, holding it steady with one hand, and grinning a little when I muttered 'show off', and I moved away. "Rodney, I need you to help Ronon keep an eye on the icons here, and Carson, I need you to keep an eye on the storm."

Staggering towards the tool box by the door, I slipped and fell heavily against the sharp edge of a console, grunting as something seemed to snap and a sharp pain ran through my side. Hesitating only a second, I pushed myself back up, holding my breath against the pain as I grabbed the toolbox and made my way to the door.

"What're you nuts?! You're going out in this?!" Rodney gestured to the heavy rain that had started to fall.

Carson seemed to eye me in concern, but remained quiet and held on for dear life as the boat swayed again.

Turning to him, I raised an eyebrow. "We gotta stop the waver from getting in, or we're gonna sink!" Raising an eyebrow, I held my breath again as the pain faded to a dull ache, before letting it out quietly. "Why? You volunteering?"

"I don't know anything about fixing boats!"

"Didn't think so." Not like I'm a genius at it, but it's pretty simple. Find the hole and seal it shut. Turning to the door, I tapped my radio and opened the door, walking through it and squinting to see the stairs through the rain. "Let's keep an open radio contact."

"John!"

Turning to see Teyla behind me, I looked at her expectantly and blinked in surprise as she left the bridge and stood behind me. "What're you doing?"

"I'm coming with you!" She had to raise her voice to be heard over the rain. "I can be of no help in there, but I may be able to help you!"

I hesitated a moment before nodding and turning. I carefully made my way down the stairs, heading along the slippery deck, and only managing not to fall into the drink though holding on to a safety rope attached to the outside of the ship. I made it to the door down and waited for Teyla to make her way over to me, though I didn't have to wait long as she seemed to have less trouble with the walk.

Opening the door, I immediately noticed the hall was half filled with water and winced. This is gonna be cold. "Come on!" I carefully headed down the stairs, avoiding the two life jackets that were sitting precariously on the steps, and made my way into the water, hissing as my legs almost instantly froze from the cold. Still, I kept going, holding my breath as something pulled in my side again and the pain renewed. Once I was down the stairs, I felt a hand touch my back briefly and looked over my shoulder to see Teyla. "We're gonna have to split up to find the hole!" I called over the noise of the water rushing around, and the pouring rain. Not to mention the thunder that was quickly getting louder, the longer we were in this storm.

My radio beeped and I heard Rodney's voice come through. "We can't outrun this storm! Isn't there some way to…I don't know, protect us from it?"

"Yeah, we get out of it!" I called. "Look, we don't have a choice but to keep running as long as we can! Try the radios, hopefully we're still in contact range of the coastguard!"

"What're they gonna…." Rodney trailed off.

"…Rodney…?" I stopped down the middle of the hallway and gestured for Teyla to search the room on the left as I turned to the room a little further down on the right. I would have given it more time to wait for a response, but the water was rising rapidly. It was only up to our calves when we came in, but now it was up to my mid-thighs. "Rodney!" The boat swayed dangerously, and I lost my balance, falling against the wall, the banister digging into my side. Gasping as the pain shot through me, I blinked and kept my eyes closed when everything darkened and threatened to turn black. After a moment, I opened my eyes and staggered on, making my way into the next room and looking around.

"I think I may be able to modify the radio to contact the Daedalus! I might! I mean, I have most of the basic materials! There's no guarantee, but… It won't be much, and it'll probably overload our power supply limits, but we should be able to get a brief S.O.S out!"

"Do it!" The longer we were in this storm, the worse it was looking. I saw the bed almost floating, and frowned as I checked the small window. Not even a crack. Looking at the murky blue water, I winced and knew I was going to have to go under to find the hole. I put the toolbox on the only stationary object in the room, the dresser, and waded in, the water up to my waist by now. The closet was fairly sturdy, and I knelt down, gasping and groaning as the icy water froze every part of my body it touched. I felt around the edges of the closet and found nothing.

"John? Are you alright, lad?!"

I winced as I moved along the wall, my head swimming from the combination of the cold and the pain in my side, which seemed to be getting more and more pronounced the longer I stayed in the cold. Nothing was along the wall. I made it over to the bed and put my hands on the frame, pushing on it to move it away from the wall. It didn't budge. Oh, this is so not my day!

"John?!"

"Wha…?" I blinked and refocused. "Yeah, I'm fine! Water's cold 's all!"

"John!"

Turning, I blinked and took a moment to focus on Teyla's figure in the doorway.

"There was nothing!"

Nodding, I gestured for her to take the next room and resumed my look in this one. I had to put more effort into moving the bed and winced, trying not to groan as my side pulled and I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. Tears came to my eyes, and I momentarily panicked, leaning on the bed as I struggled to breathe. It bobbed up and down and the icy water lapped at my arms, but the only thing I could feel was the tingling numbness as I struggled to get my lungs working. Luckily, it only lasted a moment and I gasped fresh air into my lungs greedily.

The water was now up to my waist. Every time I bent down, it got dangerously close to going over my head, and once it did, it would be a lot harder to find and stop the leak. The salt water was hard on my eyes, and with how cold it was, I didn't think I'd be able to handle being fully submerged for long. I got the bed out of the way and began feeling along the edge of the wall.

There.

There was a small hole and I could feel the icy water rushing in. Standing up quickly, I staggered backwards as I was hit with a dizzy spell and fell over backwards, hitting my head on the dresser. On my ass in the water, I stayed there as the room spun slowly. I wanted to get up but it was a matter of moving, which I didn't have the strength for at the moment.

"I'm almost done recalibrating!" I heard Rodney's voice over the radio.

"John, what's your status?!" Carson was there, sounding suspicious and worried all at once.

I opened my mouth and frowned. My body was numb, but I suddenly remembered the hole in the wall. "I…" Shaking my head, I rubbed the back of it gingerly, already feeling a bump forming on the back of my skull. "I'm fine!" I got up slowly and gasped as my vision went dark and my side pulled. Breathing was painful, but I made my way over to the toolbox. "I found a hole!" And hit my head, and might've pulled something in my side... Grabbing an underwater blowtorch and a sheet of metal that should be big enough, I grabbed some insulated gloves and slipped them on. Huh, why didn't I think to look for these before? Going back to the hole, I knelt down, wincing and biting my lip before leaning forward and feeling along the wall for the hole. Finding it, I placed the metal over it and held it steady before lighting the torch and working on sealing the wound.

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Oh, wow! This turned out way longer than I planned! Well, this was written due to a comment from Puddle-Jumper38 who told me Joe Flanigan doesn't like boats. I have no idea why, but this is my take on why John might not like them ;) And also a mention from Debbie418uk2, here's another earthbound misadventure! :)

P.S., Yes this is going to be a two-parter.

I'm not sure how to do hypothermic, concussed, injured ribs, etc, so if I made any mistakes, please let me know.

Hope you like it.

Written November 3, 2008

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