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[inthedeadzone]

Several hours had passed, long enough for Capa to be taken to the clinic, long enough for him to find a place to stash the suit, hoping no one would tamper with it while he was gone. It wasn't the suit itself he cared about, only that it would be in good condition when he found the right equation to get off the island

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[the_support]

It wasn't the first time Ellie had to treat someone John Sheppard had to drag in. This man was a little more cooperative than Elle had been, though just as insistent about staying out of the clinic as much as possible. She'd been worried about him leaving, but she knew she couldn't make him stick around. She hadn't expected to see him again, especially not in front of the door. She watched him for a moment, frowning thoughtfully.

"You should at least get into something warmer, you know," she commented, though not chidingly. Her arms folded against her chest in a vain attempt to keep herself warm, too. The weather was getting worse instead of better.

[inthedeadzone]

Some people had a way about them that invited you to feel comfortable -- rarely astronauts and never scientists in Capa's experience -- and he couldn't help but smile a little at the sight of Dr. Bartowski. "Would you believe me if I told you this was a pleasant summer day where I came from?" he asked, but shut the door all the same.

The woman had stitched him up, after all, the last thing he wanted to do was give her a cold by accident just because he'd been too busy searching for Icarus.

[the_support]

She furrowed her eyebrows at that, though she certainly didn't not believe him. "You'll see pretty soon people come from all different places here, so I don't doubt it. Is that why you were in that suit?"

Admittedly, she was grateful that he'd closed the door. Even wearing a layer or two, it was still pretty cold.

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"In a way, yes," Capa answered, glancing back at the door briefly before he let the wall take his weight, resting there. "I was wearing the suit because I was in space, trying to push a bomb into the sun."

Smiling wryly, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, then pushed his hair back off his face. "I was trying to push a bomb into the sun because the world I came from was in the middle of a solar winter."

[the_support]

Ellie was admittedly a little startled. He must have come from a future far ahead of hers, if they had the ability to do something like that.

"And putting a bomb into the sun would've fixed that?" she asked, unable to help but be a little curious.

[inthedeadzone]

"That was the hope," Capa answered, although in the end, he couldn't do the necessary calculations to prove beyond a doubt that it would have helped. He felt it, he just couldn't prove it.

"Something called a Q-ball had infected the sun," he explained, finding the words more easily around her. She wasn't a scientist, but she was a doctor and he knew she would likely understand what he was saying if he related it to a disease. "Q-balls are thought to be left over from the Big Bang and they're like all those little prehistoric viruses we have floating all over the world. Harmless when they're out there and not likely to get in, but once they do get in they can disrupt the way an entire organism works."

[the_support]

Though it was hard to wrap her head around what he was saying, she at least thought she somewhat understood.

"So was it Earth you were trying to save?" she asked, though a part of her might not have wanted to know. There was always a chance someone's version of Earth was her own, only many years into the future. "Or have you never heard of that planet?"

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"It was Earth," Capa confirmed with a short nod. "I suspect it was a different time, though. I spoke with someone earlier who said he was from the year 1945."

She had to be from after that, but not so far into the future as he had been. "I wasn't born until the year 2030."

[the_support]

A couple of decades after her, then. That wasn't entirely comforting, though she knew there were versions of Earth from her time that weren't the kind of Earth she knew. It got so complicated.

"I came from 2007," she said, though it was probably obvious she was from a time earlier than him. "Near the end of it, actually. The time thing that happens here is something that's hard to get used to. But, on a positive note, the weather outside is nothing like this place usually is - I'm sure you've heard about that already. It's tropical weather here almost all year long, except when this place decides to pull something weird like this storm."

[inthedeadzone]

It was difficult not to think that maybe he'd brought it with him somehow. A tropical island in the middle of nowhere wasn't usually hit with a snowstorm, but maybe Capa had done something on his way in and maybe their sun was in as much danger as the one back home.

"I was told," he agreed, then smiled slightly. "I just hope it goes away again."

[the_support]

"Sometimes it lasts a month," she said, thinking back to when she herself had appeared on the island. It had been a sort of bizarre sight to see it all change back to normal. "So there's no real way of knowing. I hope it doesn't last too long, either. But it's a good thing you were brought here. Have you settled in at all yet? It's probably a good idea for you get a room up here at least as long as you're healing."

She might've let him leave the clinic, but she still wanted him to take some precautions.

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At that, Capa smiled slightly and looked back at her again. "You're a good doctor," he said, although the only other doctor he'd had much experience with was Searle. And Searle had been bordering on insane, as far as Capa was concerned.

"I haven't had a chance to see much," he admitted. "Is there a place to stay?"

[the_support]

She let out a laugh at that, head ducking down a little at the compliment. Concern came pretty naturally to her - if that made her a better doctor, she certainly wasn't complaining.

"I try," she replied, simply. "There should be an open bed available here. Since you're injured, I can help you get placed pretty quickly. They make people like that top priority."

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Even as she said the words, Capa knew she didn't mean them in the way Mace had once said them. Top priority. As far as most of the crew had been concerned, Capa had just been another piece of equipment. Invaluable. The only piece of equipment that was needed the operate the bomb.

"It's not that bad," he insisted gently, touching his chest briefly. He knew that wasn't true. The wound had been deep and he'd lost a lot of blood.

[the_support]

"It's a little hard to lie to the doctor who stitched you up," she reminded, though it wouldn't be the first time someone tried to shrug off their injuries around her. "It really isn't a big deal at all for me, and you'll get someplace to sleep. You wouldn't be able to get a hut right now anyway, with this weather."

[inthedeadzone]

"I think John mentioned a crash room," Capa answered, deciding that was likely the way to go. The Compound was interesting, no doubt, but if the snow was too melt, he would likely want a place of his own, away from the crowd. It would be easier to concentrate on his work without so many others around. "You can show me where that is, if that works."