The 5 fellows
Strrrrrrrrrrike! So…here’s chapter 2. :)
Geeeee, my beta is soooo cute. “Have you seen the Seneti? The Seneti is mistress!” (in-joke to Peter DeLuise XD)But she hasn’t read this chapter yet, so there are still mistakes.
Now….let’s see what REALLY happened to John…light off, spot on! Here comes….John! XD
das_Diddy aka das-Diddy
The 5 fellows
Immediately after Rodney had notified her that maybe he had found a hint for a chance to heal Colonel Sheppard, Elizabeth ordered him together with Dr. Beckett into her office.
“Nice that you’re here.”, Elizabeth greeted the two scientists. “So, Rodney, what….happened to your face?????”
Before she could think twice she just aked the question. Carson smiled lightly but Rodney looked like he would kill everyone by his own bare hands who dared to make only one stupid comment. His face showed a kind of red rash which made him look like a teenager with terribly disastrous acne but for Weir’s horror some of the blains were bright green! Not many but surely enough to bring Rodney’s mood to a new record of depression.
“That’s the rest of the allergic symptoms.”, Dr. Beckett explained because Rodney was obviously too busy gnashing his teeth.
Weir nodded understandingly – at least she hoped it would look so…
“So…What have you found in the Ancient Database, Rodney?”
Nearly desperate, she tried to keep her seriousness.
“Now…by the fact that the Database are not the yellow pages for strange alien diseases my research turned out to be not very easy. Oh! – Adding that every 10 minutes a mob of voodoo-sorcerers besieged me and obviously they had great satisfaction in torturing me beastly and keeping me from working!!!”, Rodney nagged and glanced at Carson deadly reproachfully, who seemed totally unimpressed. Dr. Weir guessed in secret that Dr. Beckett had sent a nurse spaced to give Rodney his antihystamine shot but she would never say that aloud! With Rodney in this staus it was the best not to tangle with him. So she just smiled lightly.
“What have you found out?”, she asked instead again.
“To my astonishment the Database actually makes mention of elves.”, McKay explained after he calmed down a little bit. “Though not as a disease but as residents of a planet. It is said that a nearly immortal magican – named Gandalf - lives on this planet. He seemes to be adept at elves. In short: if he can’t help us I feel impelled to admit that I’m on my wits’ end.”
The disparaging grin, which had appeared on his face when he mentioned the elves, expired at the end of his report. Apparently it seemed that Rodney believed that this man was their last chance to heal Colonel Sheppard.
Elizabeth sighed. Magican? What next? Trolls???
“Can we take this information serious or is it just…”
She made a vague gesture with her hand. Rodney answered before she had to end her sentence.
“Until now every information we got from the Ancient Database was to take serious. The chance that this is a joke - at which we would have to resolve first if the Ancients actually had a sense of humor – is vanishing small.”
Weir nodded and glanced hopefully at Carson.
“Would we be able to help Colonel Sheppard without external help?”
“I’m sorry but no. None of the tests gave us a hint what caused this metamorphosis or how we can reverse it.”, said the doc gloomily.
“So it looks like we have to send a exploration team to this planet… Rodney, do we have concrete indices where this place is?”
“Yes, we have. Rather we know for 100% where Ea – the planet – is located because some time ago a team of Atlantis was near this place…”
“Fine, so it should be no problem-”
“…buuuuut the team didn’t approach the planet because it is besieged by five Hive-Ships.”, McKay interrupted Dr. Weir with a slight morose look on his face.
Dead silence followed Rodneys words. Five Hive-Ships. That was like maneuvering the Titanic through a minefiled after the ship had a close acquaintance with a ominous iceberg.
Dr. Weir shook her head.
“The risk is too high. Even with the maskmode of the puddlejumpers. I can’t-”
She was interrupted again, this time by Colonel Sheppard himself, closely followed by a very concerned Teyla and an obvious unnerved Ronon.
Totally surprised, Dr. Weir raised her eyebrows. Something was definetly different…his gait…her thoughts were disrupt by Sheppard.
“Hello, hello, hello! So, how are you?”, John greeted the three of them. ‘Hello, hello, hello’??! A nearly endless seeming embarrssing silence set in and all bystanders stared at John with their mouths open and eyes huge. John noticed the shocked reactions not in the least. Whistling happily he went – no, Elizabeth was bound to call it ‘prancing’ – to the window.
“Lizzy, you should really place more plants around here. This grey everywhere is soooo awfull!”
An ice cold shiver ran down her spine. It was….strange….to see Colonel Sheppard acting like a drag queen, speaking normal and objective about decoration ide and plants. Suddenls she noticed something that helped her – for the time being- to her regain voice. A broad blonde strand glistened clearly at John right temple through his black hair.
“John, you have…”
Her attention was drawn to Dr. Beckett, who shook his head half paiking and stepped next to her.
He leaned his head in her direction and whispered : “That’s a part of the methamorphosis. Colonel Sheppard isn’t aware of his condition. Every try to explain it to him has failed. He…he think he is normal.”
Elizabeth didn’t take her eyes away from John when the doc spoke. A familiar and still so strange face grined at her. It gave her creeps. It took a moment till she regained her composure again.
“Dr. McKay, you have half an hour to prepare everything for a expedition. Dr. Beckett, Teyla and Ronon will go with you. Major Lorne will be your pilot. Colonel Sheppard, please go back to the infirmary. Dismissed.”, she commanded.
Except John, who tried to, no one dared to contradict.
“Don’t argue!”, she said sharply when John made no signs to leave her office. The other four had disappeared as quick as they could, so only two strong orderly managed it to get the still turning blonde Colonel away.
After that Elizabeth was alone in her office again. In half an hour her best people would start on a total suicidemission. But everything was better than bearing Colonel Sheppard at this condition.
Elizabeth leanded back in her chair and sighed. In secret she praied that everything went fine. Her nerves couldn’t bear more chaos.
Sooo…that’s it….for now. J Everyone araound here who understands german can read the german version “Herr der Blondies”. I’m faster in writing than in translating. Hope you understand the text….mostly…-.-
CU next time and don’t forget to review!
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