To Save A Shattered Soul - 4
Title: To save a shattered soul
Author: BloodOrigen
Spoilers: I’m just going to put everything…
Disclaimer: I don’t any of these characters…but if David Hewlett would like to donate himself and his character Rodney McKay to the Michelle foundation…be my guest. I do though own a couple of the crew of the Daedalus because I made them up.
Summary: “Now she knew why Rodney’s eyes were always hollow, he was drowning in his own guilt with no one to pull him out of the water.” SLASH McShep eventually (hinted at mostly in this chapter)
Chapter 4 - Time is relative
Time is said to stand still for all those who wish for it to go faster, but this is an illusion of the mind.
The mind.
It is one of the most complex things that have evolved in this world. From the timid mouse to the courageous lion to man’s “highly evolved” mind, it is a complexity that many try to understand. How can electrical impulses be converted into thoughts, movements, and actions? How can one mind work equations out in the blink of an eye and the other help to catch a football without looking?
Some people have an innate understanding of what people are thinking at any specific time. Others, like Kate Heightmeyer, study it to grasp a bit of its complexity. Most don’t understand it at all. But if one thing held true, Rodney McKay knew it was this: people are born with knowledge. What they choose to do with it will determine what they become and the complexities that they can solve. Rodney always wanted to be a hero, but all he ever got was the bottom rung of the ladder, struggling to make his way to the top only to come crashing down again.
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The Daedalus was quiet. The majority of the crew was down on Atlantis and only a skeleton crew and an asgard remained. The crews rotated in and out of the Daedalus when on Atlantis. Some days were filled with scientists messing around with different controls, other days the military personnel would be messing around with the weapons systems, and most days you could find Hermiod muttering about the incompetent humans around him.
Truth of the matter was he only could tolerate people who had an open mind. Humans such as Dr. McKay, Dr. Zelenka, or even Lt. Cadman intrigued him because they were open minded enough to see things that others couldn’t. Dr. McKay though was different than the other two. His mind was on the same plane as the creators of Atlantis, whom their people called the Ancients, and his people called the Alterans. Thoughts constantly bounced in the physicist’s mind like lights turning on and off so fast that it all eventually became one blur of constant light. It was refreshing to see that one day he might be able to witness the rebirth of that great civilization that had roamed the galaxies for eons.
Hermiod muttered again and began pressing different buttons in correct order.
These humans eventually had to learn how to do all of this themselves. He could not stay on this ship forever, even if his people were indebted to them, but they were not quite ready. The were still crawling, not yet ready to walk, but one of them, in his mind, was ready to run. His thoughts at the Ancient outpost proved that.
Hermiod had looked over McKay’s equations after they had left the destructions path. The equations were complex, even for the Asgard. Other humans weren’t able to think on this scale, they couldn’t see that time doesn’t have to move in a straight line, but McKay’s equations proved yet again how open he was to new thoughts. His equations were correct. He could find no flaw in them. They should have worked by his calculation, but then what went wrong. He would send them to the high council; maybe they could make sense of this.
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The mess hall was busy at this time of the morning. People were quick to come and get what they wanted and sit down, and though some things people couldn’t tell what they were, other foods such as coco pops and fruit loops were in abundance due to the Daedalus’s deliveries and Gen. O’Neill’s firm request that fruit loops be made an essential part of the SGC’s food group. This was why half the expedition, including Lt. Cadman and Lt. Ainsworth, was sitting in the mess hall eating the colorful breakfast cereal.
Cassie pulled out a red fruit loop from her bowl and quickly put it in her mouth.
“I like the red ones.”
Laura looked at her and then pulled out a blue fruit loop.
“The blue ones are better” she said in a cheery voice.
Suddenly, Alex and the rest of the group sat down next to them, each nursing a cup of coffee in their hands.
“What are you two on about?” Alex looked between the two and groaned, “Wait…I don’t want to know”
Laura looked at Alex and grinned.
“Fruit loops”
“Your brain is made of fruit loops,” Brian muttered as he slowly drank the god-given elixir he held in his hand.
Laura glared at Brian and then tossed a yellow fruit loop at him. Brian picked up his head and looked at Laura.
“Oh, you’re going down…once I have feeling in my arms”
The next person to sit down at their table made everyone look up in surprise. Ronon Dex was not known for his social skills among members of the atlantian expedition that did not consist of Lt. Col. Sheppard’s team. Everyone looked at him while he just started eating his food. Finally, after a couple of minutes of the Daedalus team starring at him he looked at them.
“Where’s McKay?”
Laura looked around the mess hall.
“He must be in one of the labs.”
Ronon looked at Laura.
“He always has breakfast at this time.”
Laura thought for a moment. The look he had on the balcony, the way he’d walked away without even an inch of snark, and now he didn’t show up for breakfast…something wasn’t adding up. She turned her head towards Alex and he had the same look on his face that she did. Cassie then piped up from her fruit loops.
“Why aren’t you sitting over with Sheppard and Teyla?”
“Teyla is mad at me over our last mission.”
“Well we have a new mission now. It’s called find out what’s not adding up,” Laura paused, “with McKay of course.”
“Sure I’m in. It’s not like I have anything better to do right now.”
“Ok first off we need to….”
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In the labs around Atlantis things were flashing on and off. Nothing was working properly for those who tried to use them. Zelenka was getting angry with every piece of equipment he could find. It was like Atlantis was holding a grudge against the whole Atlantian expedition. As soon as one thing was fixed, another thing went wrong. Zelenka was about to sit down at his desk when something caught his eye. A piece of paper in the bin with the words “I, Rodney McKay…” printed on the top.
Author: BloodOrigen
Spoilers: I’m just going to put everything…
Disclaimer: I don’t any of these characters…but if David Hewlett would like to donate himself and his character Rodney McKay to the Michelle foundation…be my guest. I do though own a couple of the crew of the Daedalus because I made them up.
Summary: “Now she knew why Rodney’s eyes were always hollow, he was drowning in his own guilt with no one to pull him out of the water.” SLASH McShep eventually (hinted at mostly in this chapter)
Chapter 4 - Time is relative
Time is said to stand still for all those who wish for it to go faster, but this is an illusion of the mind.
The mind.
It is one of the most complex things that have evolved in this world. From the timid mouse to the courageous lion to man’s “highly evolved” mind, it is a complexity that many try to understand. How can electrical impulses be converted into thoughts, movements, and actions? How can one mind work equations out in the blink of an eye and the other help to catch a football without looking?
Some people have an innate understanding of what people are thinking at any specific time. Others, like Kate Heightmeyer, study it to grasp a bit of its complexity. Most don’t understand it at all. But if one thing held true, Rodney McKay knew it was this: people are born with knowledge. What they choose to do with it will determine what they become and the complexities that they can solve. Rodney always wanted to be a hero, but all he ever got was the bottom rung of the ladder, struggling to make his way to the top only to come crashing down again.
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The Daedalus was quiet. The majority of the crew was down on Atlantis and only a skeleton crew and an asgard remained. The crews rotated in and out of the Daedalus when on Atlantis. Some days were filled with scientists messing around with different controls, other days the military personnel would be messing around with the weapons systems, and most days you could find Hermiod muttering about the incompetent humans around him.
Truth of the matter was he only could tolerate people who had an open mind. Humans such as Dr. McKay, Dr. Zelenka, or even Lt. Cadman intrigued him because they were open minded enough to see things that others couldn’t. Dr. McKay though was different than the other two. His mind was on the same plane as the creators of Atlantis, whom their people called the Ancients, and his people called the Alterans. Thoughts constantly bounced in the physicist’s mind like lights turning on and off so fast that it all eventually became one blur of constant light. It was refreshing to see that one day he might be able to witness the rebirth of that great civilization that had roamed the galaxies for eons.
Hermiod muttered again and began pressing different buttons in correct order.
These humans eventually had to learn how to do all of this themselves. He could not stay on this ship forever, even if his people were indebted to them, but they were not quite ready. The were still crawling, not yet ready to walk, but one of them, in his mind, was ready to run. His thoughts at the Ancient outpost proved that.
Hermiod had looked over McKay’s equations after they had left the destructions path. The equations were complex, even for the Asgard. Other humans weren’t able to think on this scale, they couldn’t see that time doesn’t have to move in a straight line, but McKay’s equations proved yet again how open he was to new thoughts. His equations were correct. He could find no flaw in them. They should have worked by his calculation, but then what went wrong. He would send them to the high council; maybe they could make sense of this.
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The mess hall was busy at this time of the morning. People were quick to come and get what they wanted and sit down, and though some things people couldn’t tell what they were, other foods such as coco pops and fruit loops were in abundance due to the Daedalus’s deliveries and Gen. O’Neill’s firm request that fruit loops be made an essential part of the SGC’s food group. This was why half the expedition, including Lt. Cadman and Lt. Ainsworth, was sitting in the mess hall eating the colorful breakfast cereal.
Cassie pulled out a red fruit loop from her bowl and quickly put it in her mouth.
“I like the red ones.”
Laura looked at her and then pulled out a blue fruit loop.
“The blue ones are better” she said in a cheery voice.
Suddenly, Alex and the rest of the group sat down next to them, each nursing a cup of coffee in their hands.
“What are you two on about?” Alex looked between the two and groaned, “Wait…I don’t want to know”
Laura looked at Alex and grinned.
“Fruit loops”
“Your brain is made of fruit loops,” Brian muttered as he slowly drank the god-given elixir he held in his hand.
Laura glared at Brian and then tossed a yellow fruit loop at him. Brian picked up his head and looked at Laura.
“Oh, you’re going down…once I have feeling in my arms”
The next person to sit down at their table made everyone look up in surprise. Ronon Dex was not known for his social skills among members of the atlantian expedition that did not consist of Lt. Col. Sheppard’s team. Everyone looked at him while he just started eating his food. Finally, after a couple of minutes of the Daedalus team starring at him he looked at them.
“Where’s McKay?”
Laura looked around the mess hall.
“He must be in one of the labs.”
Ronon looked at Laura.
“He always has breakfast at this time.”
Laura thought for a moment. The look he had on the balcony, the way he’d walked away without even an inch of snark, and now he didn’t show up for breakfast…something wasn’t adding up. She turned her head towards Alex and he had the same look on his face that she did. Cassie then piped up from her fruit loops.
“Why aren’t you sitting over with Sheppard and Teyla?”
“Teyla is mad at me over our last mission.”
“Well we have a new mission now. It’s called find out what’s not adding up,” Laura paused, “with McKay of course.”
“Sure I’m in. It’s not like I have anything better to do right now.”
“Ok first off we need to….”
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In the labs around Atlantis things were flashing on and off. Nothing was working properly for those who tried to use them. Zelenka was getting angry with every piece of equipment he could find. It was like Atlantis was holding a grudge against the whole Atlantian expedition. As soon as one thing was fixed, another thing went wrong. Zelenka was about to sit down at his desk when something caught his eye. A piece of paper in the bin with the words “I, Rodney McKay…” printed on the top.