Coup D'Etat Tag
Title: Gaseous Chemicals
Rating: G
Author: seramercury
Characters: John, Carson
I left Elizabeth's office and headed to my quarters. My heart started beating rather quickly and I felt sick to my stomach. I felt the familiar tickle in my throat as a deep cough formed. It finally burst through and when I finished, I noticed something bright red on my hand.
What the hell? Time to get to the infirmary! I don't care how shocked Carson is going to be with me coming in of my own free will; even I knew this was bad. Could this be a delayed reaction to the gas they used on us?
My stomach pains seized me and I fell to one knee. I heard someone call out to me, but I couldn't really answer him or her. All I kept thinking of was how nice it would be to lay down and sleep...
The next time I opened my eyes I was in the infirmary. A nurse smiled at me and said she was going to get Carson. I just nodded slowly because my head was pounding so hard I felt as if my brain were going to ooze out of my ears!
I glanced to my right when I heard a noise. That could be Genii! I looked around for my P-90, but I couldn't find it. I took a deep, yet shaky breath and stepped off the bed. I nearly keeled over, but I was able to catch myself.
I could feel my heart beating wildly in my chest as I moved closer to the sound. Whoever it was seemed to be rummaging through one of Carson's medicine cabinets. As I was about to swing at the man, I felt myself falling to the floor, unable to stop as my heart rate beat in time with my headache and the breathing wasn’t so great.
As I lost consciousness, the last thing I heard was Carson’s Scottish brogue filled with exasperation. “Bloody hell, Colonel!”
Again I woke up in the same position. This time I had an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. I was still very tired. I guess it wasn’t a restful lapse in consciousness. I removed the mask for a minute to cough and that brought Carson running towards me.
“Colonel, how are you feeling?” he asked, checking my pulse.
“Like crap, Doc. I’m guessing whatever was in that gas Ladon set on me and my team didn’t sit well with me.”
Carson chuckled. “You have a talent for understatement, Son. Now do you want to tell me what you were doing when I witnessed you dropping to the floor by that cabinet like a sack of potatoes?”
I stared at Carson in confusion. “The last thing I remember is talking to Elizabeth?”
“Colonel, you’ve been in here for five hours and you were quite a ways from her office when you first collapsed. Major Lorne found you.”
“Crap,” I muttered then began coughing again for good measure. “How bad was this chemical that I don’t remember what happened to me earlier?”
Carson glanced over at the ECG screen before responding. “Ladon brought a sample of it over. He feels responsible for what happened to you, and that he should! He could have at least brought you all up to speed on what he was doing.”
“Don’t worry about it, Doc. Ladon wasn’t originally gonna let us leave anyway so I don’t see why he would tell us about the gas.”
I could tell he wasn’t really satisfied with my answer. Hell, I wasn’t, but it’s over and done with so there’s no point in dwelling on it right now. I yawned and realized that I was still tired so sleep was sounding like a great idea.
Carson noticed too. “I’m going to give you some pain meds, Colonel, then let you get some rest before Rodney bounds in here and yells at me for not telling him you’re awake. Because then you won’t be able to rest!”
“Thanks, Doc,” I replied with a laugh.
Rating: G
Author: seramercury
Characters: John, Carson
I left Elizabeth's office and headed to my quarters. My heart started beating rather quickly and I felt sick to my stomach. I felt the familiar tickle in my throat as a deep cough formed. It finally burst through and when I finished, I noticed something bright red on my hand.
What the hell? Time to get to the infirmary! I don't care how shocked Carson is going to be with me coming in of my own free will; even I knew this was bad. Could this be a delayed reaction to the gas they used on us?
My stomach pains seized me and I fell to one knee. I heard someone call out to me, but I couldn't really answer him or her. All I kept thinking of was how nice it would be to lay down and sleep...
The next time I opened my eyes I was in the infirmary. A nurse smiled at me and said she was going to get Carson. I just nodded slowly because my head was pounding so hard I felt as if my brain were going to ooze out of my ears!
I glanced to my right when I heard a noise. That could be Genii! I looked around for my P-90, but I couldn't find it. I took a deep, yet shaky breath and stepped off the bed. I nearly keeled over, but I was able to catch myself.
I could feel my heart beating wildly in my chest as I moved closer to the sound. Whoever it was seemed to be rummaging through one of Carson's medicine cabinets. As I was about to swing at the man, I felt myself falling to the floor, unable to stop as my heart rate beat in time with my headache and the breathing wasn’t so great.
As I lost consciousness, the last thing I heard was Carson’s Scottish brogue filled with exasperation. “Bloody hell, Colonel!”
Again I woke up in the same position. This time I had an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. I was still very tired. I guess it wasn’t a restful lapse in consciousness. I removed the mask for a minute to cough and that brought Carson running towards me.
“Colonel, how are you feeling?” he asked, checking my pulse.
“Like crap, Doc. I’m guessing whatever was in that gas Ladon set on me and my team didn’t sit well with me.”
Carson chuckled. “You have a talent for understatement, Son. Now do you want to tell me what you were doing when I witnessed you dropping to the floor by that cabinet like a sack of potatoes?”
I stared at Carson in confusion. “The last thing I remember is talking to Elizabeth?”
“Colonel, you’ve been in here for five hours and you were quite a ways from her office when you first collapsed. Major Lorne found you.”
“Crap,” I muttered then began coughing again for good measure. “How bad was this chemical that I don’t remember what happened to me earlier?”
Carson glanced over at the ECG screen before responding. “Ladon brought a sample of it over. He feels responsible for what happened to you, and that he should! He could have at least brought you all up to speed on what he was doing.”
“Don’t worry about it, Doc. Ladon wasn’t originally gonna let us leave anyway so I don’t see why he would tell us about the gas.”
I could tell he wasn’t really satisfied with my answer. Hell, I wasn’t, but it’s over and done with so there’s no point in dwelling on it right now. I yawned and realized that I was still tired so sleep was sounding like a great idea.
Carson noticed too. “I’m going to give you some pain meds, Colonel, then let you get some rest before Rodney bounds in here and yells at me for not telling him you’re awake. Because then you won’t be able to rest!”
“Thanks, Doc,” I replied with a laugh.