“That,” I told them, unable to stop my grimace, “is not supposed to be there.”
Two sets of eyes widened in alarm at my statement. Rodney’s mouth opened and closed several times as he moved closer to the Colonel without even realizing he was doing it. And with that same instinctual reaction, Sheppard’s arm went protectively around his shoulder.
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Aww, John says the sweetest things when he's half out of mind with frantic, protective rage.
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Not to mention how disturbing it is how earnest Rodney was about going back himself. Sounds like that damned implant is already working on him. I'm kinda surprised that no one brought up that concern - what if it's already making changes in Rodney's brain?
*meeps*
Now I know why John shot him. And Rodney's so gonna never let his husband live this down.
"Hm, how many times has this been? Three?"
*growled* "Rodney..."
"No, really, you're showing a disturbing propensity towards shooting the man you purportedly love." *takes a deep breath* "I need chocolate. And lots of it."
*snicker* Oh yeah, Rodney can SO milk this.
Hope everyone glottoned out on turkey and the fixin's, and has recovered nicely from the L-tryptophan-induced coma. Heh.
Me? I'm having leftover turkey and gravy for lunch. YUM!
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I'm going to wait until it's one nice big long fic and then gulp it all down in one sitting. It's nice to see the updates coming, so that I know it will all be here soon!
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