Under the Skin 67/67

Carson slid to the floor, leaning his back against the bed and stretching his feet out. He watched as the Colonel leaned the desk chair as far back as it would go, his feet propped up on the bed. "You do realize that once word gets out that we spent the night locked in Rodney's room, people will talk." ( more )

Under the Skin 66/67

Rodney's day went quickly. Hours blending one into the next until he discovered one Air Force Colonel lounging in his doorway around 2000 hours.

Eyeing him, he continued to work, his right hand plugging away at entering the figures he needed to complete a project he'd been working on.

"Hey, Rodney," Sheppard drawled.

"Oh," he said ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 65/67

Carson stood in the doorway watching Rodney. There was a banner strung up over his desk that read “Welcome Back Dr. McKay!” in large red letters, and there was evidence of cake and confetti strewn around the lab. Radek was happily showing Rodney all the notes and reports of the projects that had been generated while he was ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 64/67

Rodney left Carson, his mind tiredly spinning, but still spinning nonetheless. He knew it was late, but with all the sleep he'd been doing lately, he knew he'd just end up staring at the ceiling-just like this afternoon. ( more )

Under the Skin 63/67

Carson liked the nights on Atlantis. The cool breeze, carrying with it a hint of salt. He liked this balcony. It was out of the way, and he often came here when he just needed to let his brain rest a little. The moonlight reflecting off the ocean made it seem almost bright out, contrasting with the shadows that filled the city. ( more )

Under the Skin 62/67

Rodney was getting used to waking up groggy, but that didn't mean he liked it. The headache was still there, hovering around his temples and stretching back across his skull, but at least he didn't want to tear his head off.

He rolled his head to the side, keeping his eyes closed as he slowly adjusted to the thought of waking up ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 61/67

Carson smiled as he released Rodney, sleep finally claiming him. He looked up to catch the very worried John Sheppard's eye. "Migraine aside, that was very encouraging. He knows who we are, his brain was working as fast as could be expected with a headache, and he was even his old snarky self."

"He didn't sound good and he did ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 60/67

With his arms draped over Sheppard and Lorne, they slowly made their way back into the main part of the city. If it weren't for the support from the two soldiers McKay would have been a pile on the floor, curled up in some corner where he'd managed to drag himself.

"You're awfully quiet, McKay," Sheppard grunted, maneuvering ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 59/67

Carson closed his eyes for a second, forcing all his fears, all his doubts, all his concerns down deep. It was a trick he had learned in med school; when there was too much emotion involved, a doctor had to be able to rise above it and be the voice of reason. Be the protector, the one who offered comfort.
It wasn’t exactly ( Read more... )

Under the Skin 58/67

Rodney woke slowly, the whoosh of the Atlantis environmental systems easing him to alertness. His mouth was dry-an annoying side-effect of the sedation, he knew, but he had asked for it.

He floated for a while, hovering somewhere between sleep and wakefulness enjoying the feeling of weightlessness, of not having to think about ( Read more... )