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Adopting Rodney 26/?
Title: Adopting Rodney
Author: sg_lab
Rating: G to PG
Summary: “We’re adopting Rodney,” John said. What happens after Rodney suffers a brain injury. Set a few months after First Strike
Pairing: Sheppard/Weir
Characters: Sheppard, Weir, McKay
Spoilers: First Strike, Sunday, McKay and Mrs. Miller, Vengeance
Warning:
A/N:
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please
Chapter 26
The cry woke Rodney in the middle of the night. He had gotten use to Maddie crying in the middle of the night, but something was different this time.
He crawled out of bed and walked to his door. Opening the door he heard John’s and Elizabeth’s voices.
Walking out to the living room he saw Elizabeth walking around with Maddie in her arms.
“John, she has a fever, I’m taking her to the infirmary.”
“All right, let’s go,” John said.
“John, you need to stay with Rodney.”
John’s hand came up and he snapped his fingers. “Lorne should be getting off duty now. I’ll ask him to stay with Rodney.”
Rodney continued through the room. “What’s wrong with Maddie?”
“She’s running a fever,” Elizabeth said before turning to go into the nursery.
“We’re taking her to the infirmary,” John said. “I’ll send Lorne over.”
“I heard,” Rodney entered the kitchen and pulled out a glass. He lost the grip on the glass and it hit the floor breaking.
“Damn it, Rodney,” John snapped startling Rodney causing him to misstep and his foot landed in some of the broken glass.
Rodney let out a yelp and hit his back on the counter.
“Sit,” John pushed Rodney toward a chair. “Lorne, this Sheppard,” he said into his radio. “Would you mind coming to my quarters and keeping an eye on Rodney for a few hours?”
“What happened?” Elizabeth came out still holding Maddie.
“Rodney had a little accident,” John said as he finished cleaning up the glass. The door chimed then. “That should be Lorne.”
“Hopefully we won’t be very long,” Elizabeth said. “Are you going to be okay, Rodney?”
Rodney looked up at Elizabeth from across the room. He straightened up in the chair. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
Once they were gone, Rodney lifted his hurt foot and laid it over his leg. He bit his lower lip trying to ignore the pain. He needed to find something to stop the bleeding. He didn’t think he’d need stitches at least.
“Hey Rodney.”
Rodney was startled and almost jumped out of his seat. “Major,” he had forgot Lorne had just arrived.
“Ouch, what happened to your foot?” Lorne came over grabbing a chair and sitting in front of Rodney. “Do you know where the first aid kit is?”
Rodney blinked at Lorne. His mind went blank. “First aid kit?”
Lorne got up and looked around a bit. He opened a closet door and looked some more. “Ah hah, found it,” he came back sitting in his chair. “Let me see your foot,” Rodney hesitated. “Come on, Rodney. I won’t lie, it will sting, but you gotta get this cleaned up.”
At last Rodney put out his foot. Lorne grabbed it resting it on his leg. Rodney hissed the moment the antiseptic hit the wound.
“Sorry,” Lorne winced in sympathy. “Why didn’t they tell me you hurt your foot?”
Rodney swallowed and lowered his gaze. “They didn’t know.”
Lorne’s head came up. “Why didn’t they know?”
“They were kinda busy,” Rodney’s tone was a bit sarcastic. It took Lorne by surprise. He hadn’t heard Rodney’s sarcasm in quite a while.
“All right, that should do it,” Lorne said. “You should probably have Keller take a look at that tomorrow just in case. Do you need help getting back to bed? I don’t think you’re going to like walking on that foot.”
“I can do it,” Rodney grumbled standing up and then stumbling when his injured foot took weight. Lorne grabbed onto him. Rodney bit his lower lip trying to hold back the tears that were threatening. Anymore there were days when his emotions were right on the edge and he couldn’t control them like he use to before the brain injury.
“Come on, Rodney, I know you can do it,” Lorne said wrapping an arm under Rodney’s arm.
Rodney took a deep breath and looked at Lorne. He could see Lorne was ignoring the few tears. Rodney straightened up a little leaning into Lorne’s hold.
Once he got Rodney to his bed, he said a quick goodnight and went to collapse on the couch.
SB
The next morning Rodney woke up at his usual time. Pulling off the blankets, he swung his feet onto the floor. He let out a cry when he tried to stand. He pulled his feet back up.
His bedroom door came open, but it wasn’t who he had expected. “Major?”
“Are you all right, Rodney?”
“What are you doing here?” Rodney asked instead.
“Colonel Sheppard and Dr. Weir asked me to stay here last night. Remember? They took Maddie to the infirmary,” Lorne was kneeling on the floor next to Rodney’s bed.
“Is Maddie all right?” Rodney asked.
“She had a fever last night. That’s all I know. How’s your foot doing?”
“Hurts,” Rodney said.
“I can imagine. I think I should take you to the infirmary just to have them check it out.”
Rodney just nodded letting Lorne help him up.
SB
With one arm wrapped around Lorne’s shoulder, Rodney limped his way to the infirmary. A nurse met them half way inside and led them to an examination bed.
“What happened here?” Dr. Keller came out from another room seeing Rodney and Lorne.
“He stepped in some broken glass last night,” Lorne said. “I fixed it up best I could. Figured it could wait til morning to come here.”
“You did just fine, Major,” the nurse said.
Rodney hissed when the nursed applied more antiseptic before changing the bandage. His hand had shot out grabbing onto Lorne’s.
“What’s going on?” John had now come out of the same room Keller had moments ago with Elizabeth following from behind with Maddie in her arms.
Lorne explained what had happened.
“Damn it, Rodney,” John’s voice was harsh. “Why didn’t you tell us,” Rodney opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off. “Forget it. Is he finished here?” He directed his question at the nurse.
“Yes,” she said. “He should stay off that foot for a few days.”
“Great,” John huffed.
Rodney’s grip on Lorne’s hand hadn’t let up and it was getting even tighter.
“John,” Elizabeth cut in. “Rodney didn’t injure himself on purpose.”
John’s lips held in a tight line and then he sighed. “Let’s get you a wheelchair,” he said to Rodney.
Rodney swallowed past the lump in his throat and let go of Lorne’s hand as he got into the wheelchair.
SB
When they returned to their apartment no one was speaking. “Think you can avoid anymore accidents, Rodney?” John asked.
Rodney could only nod his head as he watched John follow Elizabeth in the nursery.
Several minutes past before they came out of the room and at that point Rodney was feeling very uncomfortable.
“Um, John,” his voice was small and unsure.
“Yeah, Rodney?” John sounded frustrated and tired.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” he stuttered his way through the sentence.
John sighed. “Right,” John pushed Rodney to the bathroom door and then helped him walk in.
When he was finished, Rodney just wanted to sleep. Or cry.
SB
It turned out Maddie had a nasty cold. Her parents were extra concerned because of the complications she had at birth.
Rodney spent the next few days miserable. John and Elizabeth were both short with him.
At last by the next week his foot had healed to where he could get around on his own and he was able to get back to the labs with Radek.
He was looking at some work on a computer when he found a strange file. It was called ‘Banned devices’. Radek was busy doing something on the other side of the room so Rodney opened the file.
He started reading stumbling over several words. Item 40B caught his attention. There was a room number listed. He pulled out a note pad he carried around and jotted down the information.
He had grown increasingly miserable as time went on. John and Elizabeth seemed angry or frustrated with him more often than not. Maybe this could be the answer to his problems. He just hoped his brain functioned well enough to fix what didn’t function.
Author: sg_lab
Rating: G to PG
Summary: “We’re adopting Rodney,” John said. What happens after Rodney suffers a brain injury. Set a few months after First Strike
Pairing: Sheppard/Weir
Characters: Sheppard, Weir, McKay
Spoilers: First Strike, Sunday, McKay and Mrs. Miller, Vengeance
Warning:
A/N:
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please
Chapter 26
The cry woke Rodney in the middle of the night. He had gotten use to Maddie crying in the middle of the night, but something was different this time.
He crawled out of bed and walked to his door. Opening the door he heard John’s and Elizabeth’s voices.
Walking out to the living room he saw Elizabeth walking around with Maddie in her arms.
“John, she has a fever, I’m taking her to the infirmary.”
“All right, let’s go,” John said.
“John, you need to stay with Rodney.”
John’s hand came up and he snapped his fingers. “Lorne should be getting off duty now. I’ll ask him to stay with Rodney.”
Rodney continued through the room. “What’s wrong with Maddie?”
“She’s running a fever,” Elizabeth said before turning to go into the nursery.
“We’re taking her to the infirmary,” John said. “I’ll send Lorne over.”
“I heard,” Rodney entered the kitchen and pulled out a glass. He lost the grip on the glass and it hit the floor breaking.
“Damn it, Rodney,” John snapped startling Rodney causing him to misstep and his foot landed in some of the broken glass.
Rodney let out a yelp and hit his back on the counter.
“Sit,” John pushed Rodney toward a chair. “Lorne, this Sheppard,” he said into his radio. “Would you mind coming to my quarters and keeping an eye on Rodney for a few hours?”
“What happened?” Elizabeth came out still holding Maddie.
“Rodney had a little accident,” John said as he finished cleaning up the glass. The door chimed then. “That should be Lorne.”
“Hopefully we won’t be very long,” Elizabeth said. “Are you going to be okay, Rodney?”
Rodney looked up at Elizabeth from across the room. He straightened up in the chair. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
Once they were gone, Rodney lifted his hurt foot and laid it over his leg. He bit his lower lip trying to ignore the pain. He needed to find something to stop the bleeding. He didn’t think he’d need stitches at least.
“Hey Rodney.”
Rodney was startled and almost jumped out of his seat. “Major,” he had forgot Lorne had just arrived.
“Ouch, what happened to your foot?” Lorne came over grabbing a chair and sitting in front of Rodney. “Do you know where the first aid kit is?”
Rodney blinked at Lorne. His mind went blank. “First aid kit?”
Lorne got up and looked around a bit. He opened a closet door and looked some more. “Ah hah, found it,” he came back sitting in his chair. “Let me see your foot,” Rodney hesitated. “Come on, Rodney. I won’t lie, it will sting, but you gotta get this cleaned up.”
At last Rodney put out his foot. Lorne grabbed it resting it on his leg. Rodney hissed the moment the antiseptic hit the wound.
“Sorry,” Lorne winced in sympathy. “Why didn’t they tell me you hurt your foot?”
Rodney swallowed and lowered his gaze. “They didn’t know.”
Lorne’s head came up. “Why didn’t they know?”
“They were kinda busy,” Rodney’s tone was a bit sarcastic. It took Lorne by surprise. He hadn’t heard Rodney’s sarcasm in quite a while.
“All right, that should do it,” Lorne said. “You should probably have Keller take a look at that tomorrow just in case. Do you need help getting back to bed? I don’t think you’re going to like walking on that foot.”
“I can do it,” Rodney grumbled standing up and then stumbling when his injured foot took weight. Lorne grabbed onto him. Rodney bit his lower lip trying to hold back the tears that were threatening. Anymore there were days when his emotions were right on the edge and he couldn’t control them like he use to before the brain injury.
“Come on, Rodney, I know you can do it,” Lorne said wrapping an arm under Rodney’s arm.
Rodney took a deep breath and looked at Lorne. He could see Lorne was ignoring the few tears. Rodney straightened up a little leaning into Lorne’s hold.
Once he got Rodney to his bed, he said a quick goodnight and went to collapse on the couch.
SB
The next morning Rodney woke up at his usual time. Pulling off the blankets, he swung his feet onto the floor. He let out a cry when he tried to stand. He pulled his feet back up.
His bedroom door came open, but it wasn’t who he had expected. “Major?”
“Are you all right, Rodney?”
“What are you doing here?” Rodney asked instead.
“Colonel Sheppard and Dr. Weir asked me to stay here last night. Remember? They took Maddie to the infirmary,” Lorne was kneeling on the floor next to Rodney’s bed.
“Is Maddie all right?” Rodney asked.
“She had a fever last night. That’s all I know. How’s your foot doing?”
“Hurts,” Rodney said.
“I can imagine. I think I should take you to the infirmary just to have them check it out.”
Rodney just nodded letting Lorne help him up.
SB
With one arm wrapped around Lorne’s shoulder, Rodney limped his way to the infirmary. A nurse met them half way inside and led them to an examination bed.
“What happened here?” Dr. Keller came out from another room seeing Rodney and Lorne.
“He stepped in some broken glass last night,” Lorne said. “I fixed it up best I could. Figured it could wait til morning to come here.”
“You did just fine, Major,” the nurse said.
Rodney hissed when the nursed applied more antiseptic before changing the bandage. His hand had shot out grabbing onto Lorne’s.
“What’s going on?” John had now come out of the same room Keller had moments ago with Elizabeth following from behind with Maddie in her arms.
Lorne explained what had happened.
“Damn it, Rodney,” John’s voice was harsh. “Why didn’t you tell us,” Rodney opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off. “Forget it. Is he finished here?” He directed his question at the nurse.
“Yes,” she said. “He should stay off that foot for a few days.”
“Great,” John huffed.
Rodney’s grip on Lorne’s hand hadn’t let up and it was getting even tighter.
“John,” Elizabeth cut in. “Rodney didn’t injure himself on purpose.”
John’s lips held in a tight line and then he sighed. “Let’s get you a wheelchair,” he said to Rodney.
Rodney swallowed past the lump in his throat and let go of Lorne’s hand as he got into the wheelchair.
SB
When they returned to their apartment no one was speaking. “Think you can avoid anymore accidents, Rodney?” John asked.
Rodney could only nod his head as he watched John follow Elizabeth in the nursery.
Several minutes past before they came out of the room and at that point Rodney was feeling very uncomfortable.
“Um, John,” his voice was small and unsure.
“Yeah, Rodney?” John sounded frustrated and tired.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” he stuttered his way through the sentence.
John sighed. “Right,” John pushed Rodney to the bathroom door and then helped him walk in.
When he was finished, Rodney just wanted to sleep. Or cry.
SB
It turned out Maddie had a nasty cold. Her parents were extra concerned because of the complications she had at birth.
Rodney spent the next few days miserable. John and Elizabeth were both short with him.
At last by the next week his foot had healed to where he could get around on his own and he was able to get back to the labs with Radek.
He was looking at some work on a computer when he found a strange file. It was called ‘Banned devices’. Radek was busy doing something on the other side of the room so Rodney opened the file.
He started reading stumbling over several words. Item 40B caught his attention. There was a room number listed. He pulled out a note pad he carried around and jotted down the information.
He had grown increasingly miserable as time went on. John and Elizabeth seemed angry or frustrated with him more often than not. Maybe this could be the answer to his problems. He just hoped his brain functioned well enough to fix what didn’t function.