Sunday afternoon clinic post
Jennifer was not in the best of moods. On the outside this meant that she was only slightly less perky than usual. On the inside, however, it was a different story.
She had tried to talk some sense into Rodney the other day when he was going on about the pointlessness of them being there if they were just going to disappear, and why wasn't it better for him to just go live with the dinosaurs? She had refrained from mentioning that he would have probably only lasted two minutes in dino territory and instead tried to convince him that their being there wasn't pointless. You can't just not live, she'd told him.
But she'd thought about it for a few days and now she wasn't so sure Rodney didn't have the right idea.
Because apparently, as far as they could tell, no one remembered anything about being here when they left, or if they came back. So what would last? Nothing. Take her and Ronon, for example. They'd finally got over being stupid. Finally. And if either or both of them went back to Atlantis, that would be gone. Zip. Nothing.
Like it never existed.
And after Teyla, then Sheppard, she wasn't as optimistic that it wouldn't happen again. Jennifer missed Atlantis a lot. It had been the only place she ever felt like she belonged, and she felt like she still had a lot of work to do there. But...
But.
There was always that, wasn't there?
Jennifer stopped doodling on the scrap of paper on the desk and softly thudded her head against it a few times. thud, thud, thud. Trying to knock some sense into herself, clear her mind, or just frustration... either way, it wasn't the thing to do in the middle of a clinic shift, and she got up from the desk, going over to the cabinets to organize things that were already perfectly organized.
She had tried to talk some sense into Rodney the other day when he was going on about the pointlessness of them being there if they were just going to disappear, and why wasn't it better for him to just go live with the dinosaurs? She had refrained from mentioning that he would have probably only lasted two minutes in dino territory and instead tried to convince him that their being there wasn't pointless. You can't just not live, she'd told him.
But she'd thought about it for a few days and now she wasn't so sure Rodney didn't have the right idea.
Because apparently, as far as they could tell, no one remembered anything about being here when they left, or if they came back. So what would last? Nothing. Take her and Ronon, for example. They'd finally got over being stupid. Finally. And if either or both of them went back to Atlantis, that would be gone. Zip. Nothing.
Like it never existed.
And after Teyla, then Sheppard, she wasn't as optimistic that it wouldn't happen again. Jennifer missed Atlantis a lot. It had been the only place she ever felt like she belonged, and she felt like she still had a lot of work to do there. But...
But.
There was always that, wasn't there?
Jennifer stopped doodling on the scrap of paper on the desk and softly thudded her head against it a few times. thud, thud, thud. Trying to knock some sense into herself, clear her mind, or just frustration... either way, it wasn't the thing to do in the middle of a clinic shift, and she got up from the desk, going over to the cabinets to organize things that were already perfectly organized.