new (With a Little Help from My Friends( SG Atlantis/SG Universe) part 4 of 6)
Title: With a Little Help from My Friends
Author: karrenia
Rating: PG
Prompt: #21 friends
Disclaimer: Both shows belong to their respective creators and producers. They are not mine.
Note: Again, this follows closely on the heels of the previous chapter, Break on through to other Side"
part 4 of 6 of "Postcards from the Edge"
With a Little Help from My Friends
Atlantis, present day
“The city is conceivably large enough to provide for both the current population and the influx from Destiny’s crew, however I am concerned about what to do with them,” mused Dr. Elizabeth Weir.
“I agree, but they’ve been stuck on that boat for a long time,” replied Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard, “and it’s not long as if they trying to run us out of here.”
“No, I wasn’t implying that all, John,” sighed Elizabeth. “Colonel Young strikes me as a competent and resourceful individual, and from what I understand he was hand-picked by Colonel O’Neill to head up the Destiny’s mission.”
Sheppard nodded and then added: “I heard that as well, although we’ve never met face-to-face, I’ve heard good things about him. And I trust Colonel O’Neill’s judgment.”
“As do I,” Weir stated. However, that said, I think they will need time to adjust, and to that end, I want Dr. Beckett to give everyone a full medical exam. It might even be a good idea to have each of them meet with Dr. Heightmeyer and help them ‘settle in,” she stated.
“I can’t speak to this personally, “added Stephen Caudwell, a tall, lean man with the air of one accustomed to having his orders obeyed and the gruff tones accustomed to the give and take of commander. “The ship’s size is comparable to my vessel, and I’ve already been bombarded with requests from the science branch to begin to explore it and compare notes.”
Sheppard chuckled and flashed everyone seated around the conference table one of his trade-marked off-center grins. “I can imagine. “
Rodney flashed an annoyed look around the seated at the table. “I’m eager to consult with Dr. Rush and his protégé on just that subject. “
“I’m certain that you are, Rodney,” but there’s something that I don’t quite understand, and you’ve all been given copies of Colonel’s
Young's reports. From what I can make apparently this is not the full crew complement."
Sheppard spoke up: “Young tells me that there was a falling-out, which I gather is an understatement, a good handful of the crew that was loyal to a Commander Telford, left when they ship encountered some kind of temporal anomaly.
“Caudwell added: “Telford and those loyal to him returned to Earth, and Young felt that this was his best best.”
“He told you that?” McKay asked.
“Yes, and I believe him. He certainly had no reason to lie to me when our ships’ crossed paths in that nebula and nothing to gain from doing so. “
“I would concur with that assessment, Colonel,” replied Elizabeth. “And whatever happened, that’s water under the proverbial bridge. In the meantime, they’re being here presents with an unlooked for opportunity.
“What do you mean?” If you mean the ship, than yes, the idea of having access to two Ancient ships with its wealth of untapped knowledge and technology! I can’t wait to get to work on it!” McKay exclaimed.
“Pace yourself, Rodney,” Dr. Carson Beckett, quietly remarked, his native Scottish burr evident in his voice. “While I admire yer zeal and passion, a little moderation in while pursuing your goal wouldn’t hurt, and it might keep ye from burning out completely.”
“I know that, Carson!” Rodney snapped, his tone a bit less acerbic than usual.
“Well, the human equation is something that’s manageable, “Elizabeth, we’ll need somewhere less temporary to berth “Destiny” while she’s here.”
“While Daedalus is away on assignment she can use our docking bay,” Sheppard added. “Colonel Young and Dr. Rush have assured that the transition through the nebula considerably taxed the ship’s engines,”
“Is it space-worthy?” McKay asked eagerly.
“It is, but it will need to get out near enough to a star’s corona in order to fully recharge its engines.
“Fascinating, it doesn’t require a naquada reactor?” Elizabeth asked.
“I don’t know, Doctor McKay, “Caudwell replied. “That’s something that I suspect that you will have to put on the very long list of questions to ask Dr. Rush.”
“Very well,” griped Rodney, not liking to have to wait to answer to that question a thousand of others that were just waiting for him to inquire about, but he managed to reign in both his impatience and his snarky tongue, for a more opportune time for when he could get his hands on the other Ancient ship.
“I’d like to sit on those tests also,” Sheppard remarked. “I’m curious about this ship, too.”
“Agreed,” Elizabeth replied, and held up her hand in order to forestall any protests from Rodney, glancing at him for a heartbeat or two, to see if any would be coming from that direction.
When none were forthcoming, she added. “I’m glad that’s settled, I would like to be kept fully in the loop of anything that we can learn from the ship and its crew. “
“I’ll get right on running those medical scans that ye’ve requested, Elizabeth,” Dr. Carson Beckett.
“Thank you, but if you would ask Colonel Young to join us, I think we’ve kept him waiting long enough. He deserves to her our decision in person.”
Sheppard got up and went out, and a few moments later returned with Colonel Young in tow.
“Have a seat, Colonel,” invited Elizabeth.
“If it’s all the same to you, Dr. Weir, I’d prefer to stand,” replied Young.
“As you were, then,” she replied. “I have good news and bad news for you,” she began.
“The good news is, we can accommodate your entire crew with room to spare, but you’ll have to earn your keep.”
“Sounds fair enough,” he replied. “What’s the bad news?”
Elizabeth paused a moment, and then added: “You agree to undergo full medical exams with Dr. Beckett and his staff, and work together with our people in examining your ship.”
“Easy enough, in fact, I think my crew would welcome another set of fresh eyes and hands to go over the damn thing, it would be a welcome break,” Colonel Young replied.
Elizabeth smiled, “You’ll have it, Mr. Young. In fact, I think you’ll have no shortage of eager volunteers for that particular task, am I right, Dr. Mckay?
“Yeah, I and everyone expects me to be first in line, I get it, so don’t look me at that way,” griped Rodney.
“Colonel Young, one last thing; thank you for being so understanding,” Weir added.
“You’re welcome. In fact, if our positions had been reversed, I think I would take the same precautionary measures,” stated Young.
“That’s all for today, and thank you,” said Elizabeth as she remained seated in her chair as everyone else got up to return to their duties and posts.
Right before he left the room, John Sheppard and Everett Young paused half in and half out of threshold of the conference room, through the open door they could both hear the steady stream of both human activity and computer from the command station on the other side. “That went well, don’t you think?”
“Better than I had expected, but we’ve still a long way to go,” Weir replied.
“Oh, I agree, “Sheppard replied and then grinning a rather feral smile he added, “From a purely military viewpoint, now we’ve got two ancient ships. “The Wraith had better think twice before messing with us again.”
“John, that is entirely not the point,” Elizabeth replied.
“No, but it does make a pretty good argument,” Colonel Young stated, and I would appreciate a full briefing later on the exact nature of any all threats that we might encounter here in the Pegasus Galaxy, before you involve either my ship or my crew. You know, just so we’re on the same page.
“You’ll have it, Mr. Young,” Elizabeth replied. “We’re all friends here.”
“I’ll second that,” Sheppard said.
“Good, then I’ll see you around,” Colonel Young replied and walked away from the briefing room, crossed the command post and took the
turbolift down the next level. Sheppard and Weir watched him go and then turned to each other.
“I like him,” Weir stated.
“I do, too. This just might work out well for all concerned. Right now, I’m going to check in with Rodney and his crew and see how they’re coming along with examining “Destiny.”
Elizabeth nodded. “Keep me posted.”
Author: karrenia
Rating: PG
Prompt: #21 friends
Disclaimer: Both shows belong to their respective creators and producers. They are not mine.
Note: Again, this follows closely on the heels of the previous chapter, Break on through to other Side"
part 4 of 6 of "Postcards from the Edge"
With a Little Help from My Friends
Atlantis, present day
“The city is conceivably large enough to provide for both the current population and the influx from Destiny’s crew, however I am concerned about what to do with them,” mused Dr. Elizabeth Weir.
“I agree, but they’ve been stuck on that boat for a long time,” replied Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard, “and it’s not long as if they trying to run us out of here.”
“No, I wasn’t implying that all, John,” sighed Elizabeth. “Colonel Young strikes me as a competent and resourceful individual, and from what I understand he was hand-picked by Colonel O’Neill to head up the Destiny’s mission.”
Sheppard nodded and then added: “I heard that as well, although we’ve never met face-to-face, I’ve heard good things about him. And I trust Colonel O’Neill’s judgment.”
“As do I,” Weir stated. However, that said, I think they will need time to adjust, and to that end, I want Dr. Beckett to give everyone a full medical exam. It might even be a good idea to have each of them meet with Dr. Heightmeyer and help them ‘settle in,” she stated.
“I can’t speak to this personally, “added Stephen Caudwell, a tall, lean man with the air of one accustomed to having his orders obeyed and the gruff tones accustomed to the give and take of commander. “The ship’s size is comparable to my vessel, and I’ve already been bombarded with requests from the science branch to begin to explore it and compare notes.”
Sheppard chuckled and flashed everyone seated around the conference table one of his trade-marked off-center grins. “I can imagine. “
Rodney flashed an annoyed look around the seated at the table. “I’m eager to consult with Dr. Rush and his protégé on just that subject. “
“I’m certain that you are, Rodney,” but there’s something that I don’t quite understand, and you’ve all been given copies of Colonel’s
Young's reports. From what I can make apparently this is not the full crew complement."
Sheppard spoke up: “Young tells me that there was a falling-out, which I gather is an understatement, a good handful of the crew that was loyal to a Commander Telford, left when they ship encountered some kind of temporal anomaly.
“Caudwell added: “Telford and those loyal to him returned to Earth, and Young felt that this was his best best.”
“He told you that?” McKay asked.
“Yes, and I believe him. He certainly had no reason to lie to me when our ships’ crossed paths in that nebula and nothing to gain from doing so. “
“I would concur with that assessment, Colonel,” replied Elizabeth. “And whatever happened, that’s water under the proverbial bridge. In the meantime, they’re being here presents with an unlooked for opportunity.
“What do you mean?” If you mean the ship, than yes, the idea of having access to two Ancient ships with its wealth of untapped knowledge and technology! I can’t wait to get to work on it!” McKay exclaimed.
“Pace yourself, Rodney,” Dr. Carson Beckett, quietly remarked, his native Scottish burr evident in his voice. “While I admire yer zeal and passion, a little moderation in while pursuing your goal wouldn’t hurt, and it might keep ye from burning out completely.”
“I know that, Carson!” Rodney snapped, his tone a bit less acerbic than usual.
“Well, the human equation is something that’s manageable, “Elizabeth, we’ll need somewhere less temporary to berth “Destiny” while she’s here.”
“While Daedalus is away on assignment she can use our docking bay,” Sheppard added. “Colonel Young and Dr. Rush have assured that the transition through the nebula considerably taxed the ship’s engines,”
“Is it space-worthy?” McKay asked eagerly.
“It is, but it will need to get out near enough to a star’s corona in order to fully recharge its engines.
“Fascinating, it doesn’t require a naquada reactor?” Elizabeth asked.
“I don’t know, Doctor McKay, “Caudwell replied. “That’s something that I suspect that you will have to put on the very long list of questions to ask Dr. Rush.”
“Very well,” griped Rodney, not liking to have to wait to answer to that question a thousand of others that were just waiting for him to inquire about, but he managed to reign in both his impatience and his snarky tongue, for a more opportune time for when he could get his hands on the other Ancient ship.
“I’d like to sit on those tests also,” Sheppard remarked. “I’m curious about this ship, too.”
“Agreed,” Elizabeth replied, and held up her hand in order to forestall any protests from Rodney, glancing at him for a heartbeat or two, to see if any would be coming from that direction.
When none were forthcoming, she added. “I’m glad that’s settled, I would like to be kept fully in the loop of anything that we can learn from the ship and its crew. “
“I’ll get right on running those medical scans that ye’ve requested, Elizabeth,” Dr. Carson Beckett.
“Thank you, but if you would ask Colonel Young to join us, I think we’ve kept him waiting long enough. He deserves to her our decision in person.”
Sheppard got up and went out, and a few moments later returned with Colonel Young in tow.
“Have a seat, Colonel,” invited Elizabeth.
“If it’s all the same to you, Dr. Weir, I’d prefer to stand,” replied Young.
“As you were, then,” she replied. “I have good news and bad news for you,” she began.
“The good news is, we can accommodate your entire crew with room to spare, but you’ll have to earn your keep.”
“Sounds fair enough,” he replied. “What’s the bad news?”
Elizabeth paused a moment, and then added: “You agree to undergo full medical exams with Dr. Beckett and his staff, and work together with our people in examining your ship.”
“Easy enough, in fact, I think my crew would welcome another set of fresh eyes and hands to go over the damn thing, it would be a welcome break,” Colonel Young replied.
Elizabeth smiled, “You’ll have it, Mr. Young. In fact, I think you’ll have no shortage of eager volunteers for that particular task, am I right, Dr. Mckay?
“Yeah, I and everyone expects me to be first in line, I get it, so don’t look me at that way,” griped Rodney.
“Colonel Young, one last thing; thank you for being so understanding,” Weir added.
“You’re welcome. In fact, if our positions had been reversed, I think I would take the same precautionary measures,” stated Young.
“That’s all for today, and thank you,” said Elizabeth as she remained seated in her chair as everyone else got up to return to their duties and posts.
Right before he left the room, John Sheppard and Everett Young paused half in and half out of threshold of the conference room, through the open door they could both hear the steady stream of both human activity and computer from the command station on the other side. “That went well, don’t you think?”
“Better than I had expected, but we’ve still a long way to go,” Weir replied.
“Oh, I agree, “Sheppard replied and then grinning a rather feral smile he added, “From a purely military viewpoint, now we’ve got two ancient ships. “The Wraith had better think twice before messing with us again.”
“John, that is entirely not the point,” Elizabeth replied.
“No, but it does make a pretty good argument,” Colonel Young stated, and I would appreciate a full briefing later on the exact nature of any all threats that we might encounter here in the Pegasus Galaxy, before you involve either my ship or my crew. You know, just so we’re on the same page.
“You’ll have it, Mr. Young,” Elizabeth replied. “We’re all friends here.”
“I’ll second that,” Sheppard said.
“Good, then I’ll see you around,” Colonel Young replied and walked away from the briefing room, crossed the command post and took the
turbolift down the next level. Sheppard and Weir watched him go and then turned to each other.
“I like him,” Weir stated.
“I do, too. This just might work out well for all concerned. Right now, I’m going to check in with Rodney and his crew and see how they’re coming along with examining “Destiny.”
Elizabeth nodded. “Keep me posted.”