one last five things meme answer
For batdina, who asked for:
Five things Elizabeth Weir thinks about her senior staff that she'll never tell them
She watches John detour around the conference table to avoid coming within arm's length of Steven Caldwell at each meeting. She knows he isn't even aware of it, isn't aware anyone sees through his easy, relaxed persona. Caldwell reminds John of someone; it's in every interaction they have. Maybe it's the uniform. It was even worse with Colonel Sumner, if she remembers. She didn't know John at all then, and her attention wasn't on interpersonal dynamics, but she still noticed it.
John's father was military too.
She thinks sometimes that John's father might have been a monster. She'll never say anything.
He smiles at her, seating himself next to Teyla, and Elizabeth smiles back as Carson bustles in.
She can see the old man Carson will be. The lines across his forehead are scored deeper, the bags under his eyes, the deepening wrinkles around his mouth, even a hit of jowl at his jawline. Mostly she sees it in his eyes, in the sadness there. Carson wasn't made for war or hard decisions. Even as a doctor, his specialty is one that shouldn't have made him interact with real people and dilemmas.
He misses his mother.
Elizabeth thinks Carson's mother sheltered him too much, taught him to be a good boy. He never really learned how to live with himself after doing anything questionable, never even grasped that he might. Poor Carson. She feels sorry for him.
She thinks history will treat him badly, though she'll never tell him that.
Her gaze strays to Teyla. Serene and alien Teyla, sitting beside John, waiting for the meeting to start with perfect patience. She's lovely and exotic and so at ease with John. John actually listens to her.
She doesn't actually envy being Teyla. They are all aliens in Atlantis, far from home, but Teyla is separated from the Athosians as well. Teyla will always be alien to anyone from Earth, but she's taken on enough of their ways that she will never fit in with the Athosians again either.
She thinks Teyla is terribly lonely, but keeps that thought to herself.
Ronon pulls Rodney into the room and grins at her, a flash of white teeth and surprising humor. Rodney settles himself on John's other side with a particularly loud huff, then looks around bright-eyed, as though he'd been waiting on them rather than otherwise. John mock-cuffs the back of his head. Elizabeth suppresses a smile.
She thinks Rodney is good for John. And John is good for Rodney. Whatever their relationship is. She's never asked. She'll never tell.
Ronon takes the last free seat between Rodney and Caldwell.
She eyes him surreptitiously. He's slouching in the seat, too tall for it, ostentatiously playing with a small throwing knife and giving Steven Caldwell menacing looks. Steven raises his eyebrows, a hint of amusement playing at the corner of his mouth. Ronon snorts.
She thinks Ronon and Steven both have carefully concealed senses of humor. She'll never admit they amuse her.
She thinks they're all a little lost, a little damaged, but that they're happier in Atlantis than they were before.
She thinks they're loyal and brave.
She thinks they love each other.
She thinks they're all beautiful.
She thinks they're all going to die in Pegasus.
She'll never tell them.
Five things Elizabeth Weir thinks about her senior staff that she'll never tell them
She watches John detour around the conference table to avoid coming within arm's length of Steven Caldwell at each meeting. She knows he isn't even aware of it, isn't aware anyone sees through his easy, relaxed persona. Caldwell reminds John of someone; it's in every interaction they have. Maybe it's the uniform. It was even worse with Colonel Sumner, if she remembers. She didn't know John at all then, and her attention wasn't on interpersonal dynamics, but she still noticed it.
John's father was military too.
She thinks sometimes that John's father might have been a monster. She'll never say anything.
He smiles at her, seating himself next to Teyla, and Elizabeth smiles back as Carson bustles in.
She can see the old man Carson will be. The lines across his forehead are scored deeper, the bags under his eyes, the deepening wrinkles around his mouth, even a hit of jowl at his jawline. Mostly she sees it in his eyes, in the sadness there. Carson wasn't made for war or hard decisions. Even as a doctor, his specialty is one that shouldn't have made him interact with real people and dilemmas.
He misses his mother.
Elizabeth thinks Carson's mother sheltered him too much, taught him to be a good boy. He never really learned how to live with himself after doing anything questionable, never even grasped that he might. Poor Carson. She feels sorry for him.
She thinks history will treat him badly, though she'll never tell him that.
Her gaze strays to Teyla. Serene and alien Teyla, sitting beside John, waiting for the meeting to start with perfect patience. She's lovely and exotic and so at ease with John. John actually listens to her.
She doesn't actually envy being Teyla. They are all aliens in Atlantis, far from home, but Teyla is separated from the Athosians as well. Teyla will always be alien to anyone from Earth, but she's taken on enough of their ways that she will never fit in with the Athosians again either.
She thinks Teyla is terribly lonely, but keeps that thought to herself.
Ronon pulls Rodney into the room and grins at her, a flash of white teeth and surprising humor. Rodney settles himself on John's other side with a particularly loud huff, then looks around bright-eyed, as though he'd been waiting on them rather than otherwise. John mock-cuffs the back of his head. Elizabeth suppresses a smile.
She thinks Rodney is good for John. And John is good for Rodney. Whatever their relationship is. She's never asked. She'll never tell.
Ronon takes the last free seat between Rodney and Caldwell.
She eyes him surreptitiously. He's slouching in the seat, too tall for it, ostentatiously playing with a small throwing knife and giving Steven Caldwell menacing looks. Steven raises his eyebrows, a hint of amusement playing at the corner of his mouth. Ronon snorts.
She thinks Ronon and Steven both have carefully concealed senses of humor. She'll never admit they amuse her.
She thinks they're all a little lost, a little damaged, but that they're happier in Atlantis than they were before.
She thinks they're loyal and brave.
She thinks they love each other.
She thinks they're all beautiful.
She thinks they're all going to die in Pegasus.
She'll never tell them.