Instincts
Author: wanderingsmith
sep 2008
Summary: those dang Pegasus bugs
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I ain't got no money, and nobody'd be daft enough to pay me
for this. As it is thought, so let it be said; you make the toys, I
play with 'em.
AN: I'm spending evenings looking for work, so my little half-hour
lunch isn't going to allow much production.. so. instead of taking this
idea and trying to expand on it.. I thought it did well enough as a
scenelet. :) hope you agree!
"An' they claim this'll counter the effect o' the bite?"
John kept a watchful eye on Elizabeth as she looked around the
infirmary with worrying curiosity. "Yeah. Neutralizes some chemical or
other."
"A'll take a few scans and save a sample before we inject her, shall I?
Jist ta be on tha safe side."
"-And me too!" Rodney chipped in before Carson could walk away.
"Right. Su-"
Teyla and Ronon hurried into the room as the science boys went off to
their corner, "John? We heard Elizabeth caught-"
Elizabeth stepped in front of a startled John with a growl, taking up
an attack stance.
"Elizabeth!" he tried to step between her and Teyla but she barred him
with an arm across the chest.
Teyla's eyes widened and she stepped back carefully, watching the
suspicion in the unfamiliarly dark eyes, "Ronon? Would you please come
here."
He stepped up automatically even as he asked, "Why?" Teyla stroked a
hand up his arm instead of answering and he gave her a surprise look,
"Teyla?"
"I am making it clear that I have no interest in her mate. I have heard
of the instincts this little bug bite brings to the fore."
"Oh. Ok." he grinned at a blushing and mumbling Sheppard, both of them
ignoring Rodney all but rolling on the floor with laughter behind them
as Carson pretended to cough behind his fist, grin showing around his
knuckles. At least Elizabeth seemed to relax.
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