E. Nagrom - Actually, I've never watched Monty Python. O.o This was actually a totally random idea. Are you serious? They have killer rabbits in that? LOL, No I think John learned his lesson about pulling a Rodney and voicing his opinion in front of someone.

Puddle-Jumper38 - Ah, but again, I've never watched Monty Python, so I wouldn't know. I don't know if you got my PM, but...

(For those who don't know) A tracheotomy is a surgical procedure to help keep a patient breathing when they can't get air through their throat. Usually it involves making a hole in the lower throat or upper chest area, and then sticking a tube (or a pen or something could do, if you take the insides out, I think), and stuffing the tube in. Though, it's complicated, so I wouldn't suggest doing it at home. There's a lot more to it than that, but I don't know all the details.

Hope I explained that right...

Jasminesmommy - Getting taken out by the cute little bunnies would ruin a lot more than just my day, LOL.

Debbie418uk2 - LOL, Yeah, I could see Lorne wondering what they'd been smoking, when he heard about the man-eating rabbits. I don't know what I was going for, but I think I was going for humor. LOL. Hm, I don't know, I never thought about a rabies shot, but lets say for arguement, he did have to have one. ;) LOL The ending scenes I find are some of the more difficult ones, yeah. Glad you enjoyed it :)

Sparklyshimmer2010 - Well, if it helps, I'm working on seeing if I can expand a two-parter into a full story (though it won't be a long one), and it's John/Elizabeth. I don't know how it'll go and I might just keep it a two-parter, but I am trying. The only reason I give him the random alien, is (usually) to show how much trouble his kirk affairs cause. I didn't have it in me to kill a baby in my story, and couldn't see John giving birth, so that one had a weird but happy ending, but if you'll notice, all the other flirting, etc on John's part with an alien chick, usually lands him in hot water.

I'm more of a Sparky fan, myself. I loved their interactions, and was thoroughly pissed when they killed off Elizabeth (And Carson, too). I much preferred her as head of Atlantis than Sam or Richard Woolsey.

Alright, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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(Off World, Normal POV)

Team Sheppard were working their way painfully slowly through a swampy field of waist-high grass and ankle deep water. Teyla didn't seem the least bit bothered, nor did Ronon. Rodney, however, wouldn't shut up, and John bantered back and forth with him, while grimacing as he made his way through the disgusting stuff.

"God this stuff is nasty!" John finally called, lifting his leg out of the swampy muck and scratching at his ankle. "And I think I was bitten by an alien version of a mosquito."

"Alien mosquito, yeah, right." Rodney rolled his eyes. Then, seeing the look John gave him, as well as his scratching, his eyes widened. "Are you serious??" He quickly lifted his legs, jumping on to the nearest log and lifting his pants legs to see if there were any signs of biting. "Oh god, what if I was bitten, too?!"

"I dunno, Rodney. Are you itchy?"

"Oh my god, I am!" he began scratching at his ankles, before moving his way up his legs and starting on his arms. "I'm itching everywhere! I've been bitten!"

Rolling his eyes, John slapped the back of Rodney's head and glared. "Relax. You're imagining things." Lifting his leg, he pulled his pants up to show a single red bump, not unlike the result of a mosquito bite. "Just my luck I'd find the alien planet inhabited by alien mosquitoes. As if the ones on earth aren't bad enough."

"I have not encountered any of these earth mosquitoes." Teyla put in from ahead. Standing up on something, she turned around. "And I believe I have found the edge of the swamp."

"Good, and good." John stated, walking quickly to the edge where Teyla was standing. "If you ever encountered mosquitoes, you'd know it, believe me." He stopped to scratch a little higher on his leg, frowning as he did so. "Geez, I think these suckers are making a meal out of my legs!"

Jumping up on the ledge, John sighed in relief before moving to sit on a log and lifting his pants leg. Where there had only been one mark, there was now three, and the one he'd been scratching had grown significantly in size, and a red, irritated area formed around it.

"Nice." He muttered with a grimace, scratching at the wounds. "Anyone got some calamine lotion?" He looked up and saw Teyla and Ronon's confused looks. "Uh, it's a lotion for itches and uh…rashes and stuff. Never mind."

Standing back up, he shook down his pant leg before bending and tucking it into his loosely tied boots.

"Ok, so where were we?"

"We're close." Turning, Ronon pointed to the trees. "The gate's just on the other side of those."

Nodding, John took up position behind Ronon, letting the Satedan lead the way. They didn't encounter any more swamps, and made it back to Atlantis relatively unharmed. The planet was unfortunately uninhabited, and there had been no sign of any ruins. In fact, the only significant thing John had to report to Elizabeth, was the alien mosquitoes, which had made a meal out of his leg.

Speaking of which, as he went to get checked up on, John found himself sitting his leg on the bed beside him, and scratching furiously at his leg all the way up to his calf.

"Colonel? Is there something wrong, lad?" Carson had finally noticed him.

Looking up, John shrugged. "Got some alien bug bites. Think you can give me something for the itch?" Frowning to himself, John's eyes narrowed as his stomach lurched. "And maybe something for an upset stomach? I think lunch finally decided to argue with me."

Frowning a moment, Carson walked over and lifted John's head, checking his pupils. "Hm, your eyes are a little dilated. Did you run into anything else on the planet, besides man-eating bugs?"

Wincing a little and placing a hand across his stomach, John looked down before looking back up. "Uh…" He swallowed with a little difficulty. "Just some nasty swamp and waist high grassy stuff."

With another nod, Carson pulled a privacy curtain around the bed and raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to change into a gown while I run some tests, lad."

"Just because of an itchy leg and upset stomach?"

Carson gave him a look and pulled up his pant leg, staring pointedly at john's shocked look, as he was faced with multiple spots on his legs. What was once three, was now closer to a dozen.

"What the hell?! I knew I got eaten, but not this bad!"

(Control Room)

Elizabeth was sitting in the briefing room, listening to Teyla's report on the planet. Sure, she'd already gotten the jist of it from John, but she liked to hear reports from the others, in case anything was forgotten, or one person noticed something the others didn't.

Besides, otherwise she'd have reports of her own to write, and this seemed the lesser of two evils.

"Has anyone else shown any sign of being bitten by these…mosquitoes?" Frowning a moment, Elizabeth held up her hand and tapped her ear piece. "I'm here, what's going on?" She seemed to listen intently and her eyes narrowed in new concern. "Are you sure? Is it serious?"

Teyla looked at Ronon and Rodney, who were in the room, and exchanged worried looks with them. Immediately, Rodney began checking his legs again, placing them on the table and pulling his pant legs up to see there were no marks.

"Alright, I understand. Do what you can and keep me notified." Tapping her ear piece again, Elizabeth turned back to the rest of the team. "That was Carson. John mentioned the bites to him, and upon examination, alien parasites were found circulating through his blood stream. The marks he'd had are spreading. Carson's going to try generic antibiotics for the time being and see how that effects them. Meanwhile, I need to know if any of you have been bitten."

Rodney had lowered his legs, and quickly raised them to check on them again, only pausing when Elizabeth held up her hand. "Rodney… Maybe it would be better if you had Carson check you out, to make sure you weren't bitten some place else."

He paled. "Right." Nodding, he stood up.

"Would we not be itching if he were bitten?" Teyla asked as she rolled up her sleeves and checked her arms, rolling them back down when there was no sign of the bite marks.

"Probably, but I'd like to have someone check you out, anyways. Carson mentioned John was having problems with an upset stomach, that turned into a full blown nausea. He's also got a fever now, as well."

Rodney nodded and turned, walking briskly out of the room, obviously on his way to the infirmary. Exchanging a look with Ronon, Teyla also nodded and the two of them left to follow him.

(Infirmary)

John was lying on the bed, red spots showing at the collar line of his infirmary gown, and a thoroughly agitated look on his face. "Look, doc. You said I'm not contagious. Can't I go back to my room and watch movies, or something?" His face was pale and sweaty and he looked close to glaring at the Doctor.

"Lad, you couldn't stand right now, if you wanted to." Sighing heavily, Carson walked over. "None of the others are showing any sign of the bites. It turns out it's the ATA gene that attracts the bug."

"Then why didn't they go after Rodney? He took the gene therapy." Pausing for a moment, John pursed his lips in thought. "Ok, so that was a stupid question. It's Rodney. Probably would have given them indigestion, or something."

Carson couldn't help the grin, though it faded quickly. "I believe it's because the ATA gene wasn't natural in Rodney's body, so it has a different….taste, to them. I've found a serum that should stop and kill the parasites, but it'll take some time to make. I want you on strict bed rest until then."

Scratching his arms, John frowned. "Still nothing for the itch, huh?" His arms were angry and red, and he grimaced as one of the injuries began to bleed a little. "Ow." Almost glaring at his arms, John scratched at the other one.

...Until Carson reached out, grabbing one arm and strapping it down with the medical restraints.

"What the hell, doc?!" John began to struggle, but with one free arm, it was a little hard. Especially when he paused to scratch at his hip.

Grabbing the other arm, he leaned over and strapped the other arm in. "No more scratching, that seems to help them spread."

"You can't be serious! I'm gonna go insane like this!"

"I'm sorry, Colonel, but it's necessary." Turning, Carson walked off, scratching absently at his own arm.

(With the Rest of the Team)

"You got called to the infirmary, as well?" Teyla turned to find Ronon and Rodney approaching.

Rodney was looking at his computer tablet but looked up and nodded. "Yes, yes. Carson said something about news on that alien parasite that infected John."

Well, if Rodney wasn't worried, it couldn't have been serious.

"He said something about them being attracted to the ATA gene, and spreading through touch. Skin on skin contact. Huh, well, I'd much rather be in my lab finishing my work than wandering around aimlessly."

"We're not wandering around aimlessly." Ronon put in as they entered the infirmary. "We're in the infirmary."

"Oh yes, thank you for that. I hadn't noticed." Rodney was of course, being sarcastic. Seeing Carson with his back to them, he walked over. "Carson? We're here. What's so important that-oh my god!"

Carson had turned around, his arms appearing out of his short sleeved shirt and covered with red spots. They were also peeking out of the collar of his top.

"The doc thought I wasn't contagious. Apparently, he was right. …As long as the people around me didn't have the ATA gene naturally." John spoke up from where he was sitting on the bed. He still had the spots, but his face had returned to it's natural color, and the red swollen areas were fading. "Just stay well away from me, now, ok?" He saw the others and shrugged. "He took the cure, he'll be fine in an hour or two."

Rodney still kept his distance, looking torn between laughing and being worried.

"As will the Colonel. He took the cure, too, unfortunately, after I was initially infected." Carson was frowning deeply. "And I thank you for speaking up for me, but I'm fully capable of speaking for myself."

John shrugged and grinned, pointing to Carson as he raised his arm to scratch at a spot. "Ah, ah, ah! No scratching, doc!"

"You're enjoying this entirely too much." Carson grumbled as he turned and stalked off.

"That's it?" Rodney shook his head and groaned. "Oh, good. At least 20 minutes of my time wasted." Turning, he shook his head again and walked off, typing rapidly on his computer.

"Thanks Rodney, it's so nice to know you care." John muttered from his bed, sliding down and lying back down. Looking to the others, he shrugged and rolled his eyes before offering a small grin. Then, he looked at his arm and raised to scratch at it, before pausing and stopping, grimacing and forcing his hand to his side. "I can't wait for this to be over."

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This is another of my older chapters. I was planning to post a twp-parter, but this is a last minute update. It was basically straight forward, but like I said, it's an older one. It was done before I thought about details and suspense and stuff.

Hope you like it.

R+R please

Thank you

Tenshi