Lightning, part 11
Well, loyal readers, here is part 11. I have to apologize for not posting recently, but RL has been whupping me lately.
Enjoy and let me know what you think. As always, thanks goes out to nacimynom, my wonderful beta!
So, without further ado...
Part 11
Rodney just sat and watched John sleep while Lorne talked with the squad that he had sent to arrest Ferrin.
“The Colonel was right.” Lorne rubbed the back of his neck, a habit that Rodney suspected he had picked up from Sheppard. “Sgt. Morris found the video links and some other interesting looking pieces of Ancient tech. He also found documentation revealing Dr. Ferrin’s experiment with the two of you. He’s currently in the brig.”
Teyla caught Rodney’s gaze as she stroked John’s hair. “He is much happier and more relaxed now. Clearing the air between the two of you has helped his pain as well.”
Rodney looked away. “I’m glad. I hate that I caused him this much pain, even if it wasn’t all my fault.” He held up a hand, knowing what Teyla was about to say. “I may not be wholly responsible, but my actions led to this, so I am responsible.”
“Yeah, you are.” Ronon’s soft rumble held only plain truth.
Rodney looked at his teammates: John asleep on the bed, Teyla beside him watching over him and Ronon, standing against the wall at the head of the bed guarding them all. “Are we good?”
Ronon looked at him then at John. “We’ll be good when he’s up and around.”
Teyla looked at Ronon then at Rodney. “I am satisfied. You are welcome to come visit if you wish. I am sure John will appreciate it and I do need to spend some time with Torren. Amelia tells me that he has been asking about his Da.”
“He has.” Ronon answering surprised them. “I told him that his Da was sick and that his Mom was taking good care of him and that he could see him in a day or so. He was happy with that answer.”
Teyla nodded towards Ronon. “Thank you.”
Ronon ducked his head. “Not a problem. He’s a good kid.”
They stayed that way for a while. Lorne had left after making sure that the squads on guard duty knew that McKay had permission to be there. The trio talked about general things, keeping the conversation light.
When Ronon stepped out to get dinner for the team, Rodney looked around and noticed the cluttered rat’s nest that John’s quarters were currently. “I think it’s time for new quarters.”
Teyla looked around. Even with the straightening that she and Ronon had done, the room still was jumbled and cramped. “It is. I feel it is time that we move to the next step and find quarters for the three of us.”
“I agree.”
John’s soft whisper startled them both.
Teyla and Rodney helped him shift and sit up. Teyla put several plump pillows behind John to support him as Rodney grabbed a water bottle and handed it to his friend.
As John sipped water, he looked around the room and decided to try brightening the room. He reached out and started increasing the illumination until it just bordered on painful. When it reached that level, he backed it down just enough to be comfortable.
Rodney grabbed his tablet and turned it on then noticed that the room was getting brighter. “Hey, it’s getting brighter.” He looked at John. “The migraine going away?”
John nodded gingerly. “Yeah, it’s easing up, so I thought I’d lighten the place up a bit; plus, if I don’t it’s going to be harder for me to adjust later on.” John shifted a bit. “The hand hurts and my shoulder’s sore, plus the back of my head is still tender. The good news is that the burns are almost healed and that the hair in certain areas is growing back.” Teyla colored slightly with the last remark.
Tablet booted up, Rodney looked at the pair. “So, what do you want for new quarters?”
Teyla and John looked at each other and answered simultaneously. “Bedrooms for the kids.”
Rodney almost fell off his stool in shock. “You…you’re…”
John laughed softly, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “No, no more on the way…yet. But we would like Torren to have his own bedroom so we can have privacy.”
Teyla blushed.
“We could just get one big suite and all of us move in.” Rodney tossed the idea out to the pair.
“No!” Another simultaneous reply.
“We’re a team, but we need some time away from each other, Rodney. Plus, I think Amelia and Jennifer may have something to say about that.” John grinned as he said it. “Hey, even Batman and Robin sleep in separate bedrooms, plus you snore.”
Rodney straightened, indignant. “I do not! And we’d still have separate bedrooms.”
“We want a door that I can lock between us and everyone else so, no, Rodney, and that’s final.” John shot a mild glare at the scientist. “You can move nearby, but not in the same suite.”
Rodney sighed. He’d tried and failed. Oh, well, time to move on. “So what features do you want, other than bedrooms, since we’re doing House Hunters: Atlantis?”
As John looked at Teyla again, Rodney realized that they were using the shareen bond.
It was Teyla that answered this time. “A large balcony that catches the sun and overlooks the city; at least three bedrooms, although four would be better; a small room to use as an armory; close access to a transporter, the Gateroom and the Jumper bay; and that the suite be off the main corridors.”
Rodney had typed this in as she spoke. After a few minutes, the directory offered up a few choices. Rodney turned his tablet around and saw John wince in pain, his eyes snapping shut, when the brighter light of the tablet’s screen hit him in the face. “Oops,” and turned the tablet back, “sorry about that.”
John waved off the apology. “It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean it.” He took a deep breath and released it, the pain flowing away with it. “Why don’t the two of you go over by the window and look at the floor plans?” He glanced at Teyla. “You know what we want and I trust you. I’m going to take a nap until dinner arrives.”
“Are you sure, John? You do not mind?”
He yawned, his eyes narrowing to slits. “Go on, I’m sure.”
They could tell he was losing the fight against sleep.
Teyla leaned over and kissed him. “Alright, my love. Rest and we will wake you when Ronon arrives with dinner.”
John’s sleepy smile was her answer as his eyelids drooped and his breathing evened out.
Enjoy and let me know what you think. As always, thanks goes out to nacimynom, my wonderful beta!
So, without further ado...
Part 11
Rodney just sat and watched John sleep while Lorne talked with the squad that he had sent to arrest Ferrin.
“The Colonel was right.” Lorne rubbed the back of his neck, a habit that Rodney suspected he had picked up from Sheppard. “Sgt. Morris found the video links and some other interesting looking pieces of Ancient tech. He also found documentation revealing Dr. Ferrin’s experiment with the two of you. He’s currently in the brig.”
Teyla caught Rodney’s gaze as she stroked John’s hair. “He is much happier and more relaxed now. Clearing the air between the two of you has helped his pain as well.”
Rodney looked away. “I’m glad. I hate that I caused him this much pain, even if it wasn’t all my fault.” He held up a hand, knowing what Teyla was about to say. “I may not be wholly responsible, but my actions led to this, so I am responsible.”
“Yeah, you are.” Ronon’s soft rumble held only plain truth.
Rodney looked at his teammates: John asleep on the bed, Teyla beside him watching over him and Ronon, standing against the wall at the head of the bed guarding them all. “Are we good?”
Ronon looked at him then at John. “We’ll be good when he’s up and around.”
Teyla looked at Ronon then at Rodney. “I am satisfied. You are welcome to come visit if you wish. I am sure John will appreciate it and I do need to spend some time with Torren. Amelia tells me that he has been asking about his Da.”
“He has.” Ronon answering surprised them. “I told him that his Da was sick and that his Mom was taking good care of him and that he could see him in a day or so. He was happy with that answer.”
Teyla nodded towards Ronon. “Thank you.”
Ronon ducked his head. “Not a problem. He’s a good kid.”
They stayed that way for a while. Lorne had left after making sure that the squads on guard duty knew that McKay had permission to be there. The trio talked about general things, keeping the conversation light.
When Ronon stepped out to get dinner for the team, Rodney looked around and noticed the cluttered rat’s nest that John’s quarters were currently. “I think it’s time for new quarters.”
Teyla looked around. Even with the straightening that she and Ronon had done, the room still was jumbled and cramped. “It is. I feel it is time that we move to the next step and find quarters for the three of us.”
“I agree.”
John’s soft whisper startled them both.
Teyla and Rodney helped him shift and sit up. Teyla put several plump pillows behind John to support him as Rodney grabbed a water bottle and handed it to his friend.
As John sipped water, he looked around the room and decided to try brightening the room. He reached out and started increasing the illumination until it just bordered on painful. When it reached that level, he backed it down just enough to be comfortable.
Rodney grabbed his tablet and turned it on then noticed that the room was getting brighter. “Hey, it’s getting brighter.” He looked at John. “The migraine going away?”
John nodded gingerly. “Yeah, it’s easing up, so I thought I’d lighten the place up a bit; plus, if I don’t it’s going to be harder for me to adjust later on.” John shifted a bit. “The hand hurts and my shoulder’s sore, plus the back of my head is still tender. The good news is that the burns are almost healed and that the hair in certain areas is growing back.” Teyla colored slightly with the last remark.
Tablet booted up, Rodney looked at the pair. “So, what do you want for new quarters?”
Teyla and John looked at each other and answered simultaneously. “Bedrooms for the kids.”
Rodney almost fell off his stool in shock. “You…you’re…”
John laughed softly, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “No, no more on the way…yet. But we would like Torren to have his own bedroom so we can have privacy.”
Teyla blushed.
“We could just get one big suite and all of us move in.” Rodney tossed the idea out to the pair.
“No!” Another simultaneous reply.
“We’re a team, but we need some time away from each other, Rodney. Plus, I think Amelia and Jennifer may have something to say about that.” John grinned as he said it. “Hey, even Batman and Robin sleep in separate bedrooms, plus you snore.”
Rodney straightened, indignant. “I do not! And we’d still have separate bedrooms.”
“We want a door that I can lock between us and everyone else so, no, Rodney, and that’s final.” John shot a mild glare at the scientist. “You can move nearby, but not in the same suite.”
Rodney sighed. He’d tried and failed. Oh, well, time to move on. “So what features do you want, other than bedrooms, since we’re doing House Hunters: Atlantis?”
As John looked at Teyla again, Rodney realized that they were using the shareen bond.
It was Teyla that answered this time. “A large balcony that catches the sun and overlooks the city; at least three bedrooms, although four would be better; a small room to use as an armory; close access to a transporter, the Gateroom and the Jumper bay; and that the suite be off the main corridors.”
Rodney had typed this in as she spoke. After a few minutes, the directory offered up a few choices. Rodney turned his tablet around and saw John wince in pain, his eyes snapping shut, when the brighter light of the tablet’s screen hit him in the face. “Oops,” and turned the tablet back, “sorry about that.”
John waved off the apology. “It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean it.” He took a deep breath and released it, the pain flowing away with it. “Why don’t the two of you go over by the window and look at the floor plans?” He glanced at Teyla. “You know what we want and I trust you. I’m going to take a nap until dinner arrives.”
“Are you sure, John? You do not mind?”
He yawned, his eyes narrowing to slits. “Go on, I’m sure.”
They could tell he was losing the fight against sleep.
Teyla leaned over and kissed him. “Alright, my love. Rest and we will wake you when Ronon arrives with dinner.”
John’s sleepy smile was her answer as his eyelids drooped and his breathing evened out.