Ficlet: What Happened to Your Clothes?
TITLE: What Happened to Your Clothes?
AUTHOR: TardisCalling/tardiscalling84
SUMMARY: The aftermath of an offworld incident
CATEGORY: preship, humor, Ronon/Keller
RATING: PG
DISCLAIMER: I am in no way affiliated with Stargate Atlantis, and I do not own these characters. I’m just borrowing.
Author’s Note: Dedicated to Renisanz for being a truly wonderful, encouraging friend and beta (without whom this fic would never have seen the light of posting), and to Nika Dixon for letting me use Sanchez.
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Colonel John Sheppard did a double take, Rodney stopped talking, Ronon growled, and Teyla simply raised an eyebrow as Major Lorne’s team plus Dr. Keller came through the gate. Lorne was carrying the doctor on his back, her bare legs showing on either side of the man’s body. She was holding the major’s P-90, as he was using both of his arms to support her weight.
John bounded down the stairs to the gateroom, his team following, as Dr. Keller handed the weapon to one of the security personnel by the gate. Lorne then carefully set the doctor down, turning to make sure she was all right.
On closer inspection, the petite doctor was wearing what appeared to by Lorne’s BDU shirt, as the major was only wearing a t-shirt under his tack vest. The shirt stopped several inches above the doctor’s knees, but covered her sufficiently.
“What happened?” John asked, trying to stop staring at Dr. Keller’s legs.
Lorne and his team immediately moved to surround the woman, blocking John, and everyone else’s, view. Lorne looked over his shoulder, and seeing the doctor’s slight nod, replied, “A giant spider, sir.”
“Did you just say, giant spider?” McKay sputtered.
“Well,” Dr. Keller’s voice came from the center of the marines crowded around her, “It was actually the giant spider web that caused the problem.”
Lorne looked at her over his shoulder again, “I’d say the giant spider trying to eat you was a problem.”
“I could’ve outrun the spider if I could’ve moved. Thus the real problem was the web, not the spider.”
Snorting, Lorne shifted his gaze back to Colonel Sheppard. “Debrief in an hour, sir?”
Sheppard’s attention snapped back to his second-in-command. “Sounds fine.”
The mass of marine started shuffling off to escort the doctor to her quarters, when she tapped Lorne on the shoulder, “Hang on a minute.” She maneuvered so she could see around him, “Ronon?”
The Satedan moved so he was in her line of sight. “Yeah?”
“Do you want to have dinner with me?” She asked, smiling at him.
“She’s asking him out with no pants on?” Could be heard from one of the marines currently forming a wall at her back. Rodney snickered, and Teyla poked him sharply, glaring.
Jennifer reached behind her without looking, and smacked Sanchez, who had made the remark. A soft, “oof” followed. She quickly turned her attention back to Ronon.
Seeing that he had her attention and, incidentally, that of every other person in the gateroom and control room, Ronon nodded at her, and said, “Okay.” He smiled ever so slightly. You couldn’t really tell unless you were looking at his eyes.
Jennifer beamed at him, “Great! See you later.”
Jennifer started out of the gateroom with her marine entourage. Sanchez couldn’t resist another comment, “Really, doc, that couldn’t have waited till you were fully clothed?”
Jennifer’s answer, although low, was audible to everyone in the vicinity, “I had to ask before I remembered that asking Ronon out freaks me out.”
“What, you forgot?”
Jennifer smacked Sanchez again,” No. A giant spider just tried to eat me. At the moment, asking Ronon on a date doesn’t seem as scary.”
“Leave the doc alone, Sanchez.” Lorne ordered.
“Major,” Jennifer interrupted, addressing Lorne, “men that are gentlemen, while cutting me out of my clothes, get to call me Jen.”
The End