Adopting Rodney 3/?
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sg_lab2Title: 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
A/N:
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please
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lostcityfound and john_elizabeth
Chapter 3.
The next time they visited Rodney it was a short visit. He wouldn’t speak. He ignored them. The next few days were much the same. During this time John and Elizabeth were working on moving to their new quarters.
By the end of the week the doctor felt it was time to release Rodney from the infirmary. John and Elizabeth arrived with some clothes for him. John went with him in case he needed any help. He managed everything, but his belt and shoe laces.
They came out to where Elizabeth was waiting a few minutes later. “Ready to go?” She asked.
“My stuff,” Rodney said.
“We’ll go by your old quarters and pack everything up,” Elizabeth said.
They had already brought some boxes to his old room, but they didn’t want to pack anything up without him being there. They entered the room and for a long moment Rodney just looked around him.
There was a wall full of degrees, awards and other things. It was a surprisingly neat and tidy room.
“Who’s she?”
John and Elizabeth looked at where he was looking. The nightstand had a couple of small pictures. “Her?” John pointed at one of them and Rodney nodded. “That’s your niece Madison.”
Rodney looked at the picture of Madison with her parents for a moment. He stopped and looked at another picture of himself and Carson. He picked it up and looked at it for a long moment before putting it with the rest of the pictures in a box. They collected all his clothes and boxed some other things together.
“Ready to go?” Elizabeth asked.
Rodney looked around one more time and turned to look at his friends nodding. John gave him a pat on the arm and followed them out shutting the door as he exited.
&
They dropped off the boxes and let Rodney take a quick look at the new place and his room.
“You’ll have to think of where you want your awards and degrees hung up,” Elizabeth said as they exited his room.
“Don’t want them,” he said.
John and Elizabeth exchanged a look before looking back at Rodney. “Hey, how about we go get some lunch?” John suggested.
“That sounds like a great idea,” Elizabeth agreed coming up between the two men and John offered her his arm. She placed her hand around his arm. Rodney scrunched his face when Elizabeth put out her other hand toward him. She took her hand placing it in the bend of his elbow.
“I don’t know,” Rodney said all of a sudden. “Crowded,” he said.
“If it’s too much we’ll come back here. How does that sound?” Elizabeth asked.
Rodney seemed to mull it over. “Okay.”
&
The cafeteria was crowded. Even more than usual it seemed. Rodney had frozen upon entering the room. John and Elizabeth were on both sides of him each with a hand on a shoulder.
Rodney’s breathing seemed to speed up and soon he was hyperventilating. Heightmeyer was just leaving the cafeteria and noticed. She came up to them and tried to talk to Rodney in hopes of calming him down. They were able to get him to move out into the hall.
When he was calmer they took him to the infirmary. Heightmeyer had prescribed a sedative. Soon they were back in their quarters getting Rodney to his bed. Elizabeth removed his shoes and they got him under his blankets.
“We’ll be out in the living room if you need anything,” Elizabeth said pressing a kiss to Rodney’s temple. “Let us know when you’re hungry and John will bring us back something from the cafeteria. Okay?”
“Okay,” Rodney said in a small voice.
“Have a good nap, buddy,” John patted Rodney’s shoulder.
Once they were in the living room Elizabeth turned to John wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. “Can we do this?” She asked him making his shirt a little damp on his shoulder.
“God I hope so,” he wrapped his arms around her holding her tight.
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
A/N:
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please
X-posted to:
lostcityfound and john_elizabethChapter 3.
The next time they visited Rodney it was a short visit. He wouldn’t speak. He ignored them. The next few days were much the same. During this time John and Elizabeth were working on moving to their new quarters.
By the end of the week the doctor felt it was time to release Rodney from the infirmary. John and Elizabeth arrived with some clothes for him. John went with him in case he needed any help. He managed everything, but his belt and shoe laces.
They came out to where Elizabeth was waiting a few minutes later. “Ready to go?” She asked.
“My stuff,” Rodney said.
“We’ll go by your old quarters and pack everything up,” Elizabeth said.
They had already brought some boxes to his old room, but they didn’t want to pack anything up without him being there. They entered the room and for a long moment Rodney just looked around him.
There was a wall full of degrees, awards and other things. It was a surprisingly neat and tidy room.
“Who’s she?”
John and Elizabeth looked at where he was looking. The nightstand had a couple of small pictures. “Her?” John pointed at one of them and Rodney nodded. “That’s your niece Madison.”
Rodney looked at the picture of Madison with her parents for a moment. He stopped and looked at another picture of himself and Carson. He picked it up and looked at it for a long moment before putting it with the rest of the pictures in a box. They collected all his clothes and boxed some other things together.
“Ready to go?” Elizabeth asked.
Rodney looked around one more time and turned to look at his friends nodding. John gave him a pat on the arm and followed them out shutting the door as he exited.
&
They dropped off the boxes and let Rodney take a quick look at the new place and his room.
“You’ll have to think of where you want your awards and degrees hung up,” Elizabeth said as they exited his room.
“Don’t want them,” he said.
John and Elizabeth exchanged a look before looking back at Rodney. “Hey, how about we go get some lunch?” John suggested.
“That sounds like a great idea,” Elizabeth agreed coming up between the two men and John offered her his arm. She placed her hand around his arm. Rodney scrunched his face when Elizabeth put out her other hand toward him. She took her hand placing it in the bend of his elbow.
“I don’t know,” Rodney said all of a sudden. “Crowded,” he said.
“If it’s too much we’ll come back here. How does that sound?” Elizabeth asked.
Rodney seemed to mull it over. “Okay.”
&
The cafeteria was crowded. Even more than usual it seemed. Rodney had frozen upon entering the room. John and Elizabeth were on both sides of him each with a hand on a shoulder.
Rodney’s breathing seemed to speed up and soon he was hyperventilating. Heightmeyer was just leaving the cafeteria and noticed. She came up to them and tried to talk to Rodney in hopes of calming him down. They were able to get him to move out into the hall.
When he was calmer they took him to the infirmary. Heightmeyer had prescribed a sedative. Soon they were back in their quarters getting Rodney to his bed. Elizabeth removed his shoes and they got him under his blankets.
“We’ll be out in the living room if you need anything,” Elizabeth said pressing a kiss to Rodney’s temple. “Let us know when you’re hungry and John will bring us back something from the cafeteria. Okay?”
“Okay,” Rodney said in a small voice.
“Have a good nap, buddy,” John patted Rodney’s shoulder.
Once they were in the living room Elizabeth turned to John wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. “Can we do this?” She asked him making his shirt a little damp on his shoulder.
“God I hope so,” he wrapped his arms around her holding her tight.
