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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
Warning: Character death
A/N: I want to thank [livejournal.com profile] blowersgate and [livejournal.com profile] sazzat for helping me with choosing the movie in this chapter x-posted to [livejournal.com profile] john_elizabeth
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please


Chapter 11

John stepped out of Rodney’s bedroom and crossed the living room sitting down on the couch where Teyla and Ronon sat waiting.

“How’s he doing?” Ronon asked.

“He’s scared of his own shadow,” John said. “He leaves his room as little as possible.”

It had been two weeks since the incident with Dr. Warner. Warner had been cleared for the past couple of days now and was doing his best to avoid everyone. Zelenka had yet to figure out what had caused the scientist to go crazy.

It was team night, something they did every other week if they could. The four of them would usually watch a movie together. Elizabeth sometimes joined them, but she understood the need for the four of them to do something together. So she was either working or would spend the evening with Kate Heightmeyer. And some nights it would just be a boys’ night with John Ronon and Rodney while Teyla joined Elizabeth and Kate. Tonight Elizabeth was helping Zelenka with some interpretation on something they had found in the database.

“He does not want to join us tonight?” Teyla asked.

“Fraid not,” John said. “I told him he could even pick the movie.”

“If I may?” Teyla got up from the couch after John waved his hand toward his collection of DVDs. She looked through the movies and found the container marked with Rodney’s name. After a minute she pulled out a DVD case and handed it to John.

“Batman?” John asked.

“Maybe he will hear us watching it and wish to join us,” she said.

John shrugged and put the DVD in his computer.

They were about twenty minutes into the movie when they heard a door open. They turned as one and saw Rodney standing in the doorway of his bedroom. He looked around himself several times. He then took a step out and again looked around himself.

His friends stayed silent watching him and waiting. Each one sent out a thought or prayer he would come and sit with them.

An eternity passed before he was standing next to the couch. “Rodney, you want to watch the movie with us?” John asked.

Rodney looked around one more time before settling on the three people before him. “Okay,” he said.

They all moved making a space between John and Ronon. Rodney sat down between them. His body was tense as he sat up straight. John patted Rodney on the shoulder and encouraged him to sit back against the cushions. After a moment Rodney relaxed back and John started the movie over again.

By the time the movie was finished it was getting late. Ronon and Teyla stood up and stretched.

“Someone want to help me here?” John was whispering.

“I wouldn’t want to wake him,” Ronon smirked looking down at John sitting on the couch. Rodney was asleep. His head was resting on John’s right shoulder and his arms were wrapped around John’s right arm.

“Guys,” John pleaded.

“Wha…” Rodney blinked open his eyes. “Did I miss it?” He frowned.

“Sorry buddy,” John patted his friend’s arm. “We’ll watch some other time when you’re not so tired. In the meantime I think it’s your bedtime.”

“Do I have too?” He whined.

“Yes you do. Come on,” he helped Rodney up and guided him to his room where he helped him get ready for bed. A few minutes later he opened the door to Ronon and Teyla. “He wanted to say goodnight to you two.”

They entered Rodney’s room. Teyla sat on the edge of the bed.

“Thanks for picking that movie, Teyla,” Rodney said in a shy voice.

“You are welcome, Rodney,” she touched her forehead to his for a brief moment. “Have a good night’s sleep.”

“Night, McKay,” Ronon kneeling on the floor next to Rodney’s bed. Rodney leaned over and hugged Ronon. Rodney surprised the Satedan months ago when he hugged him after their first team night after Rodney’s brain injury.

“I’ll be right back, Rodney,” John said. “I’m just going to walk them to the door.”

The three teammates walked out to the living room. “How are you and Elizabeth doing?” Teyla asked.

“We’re doing fine,” John said.

“How are you coping with Rodney’s fears?” She asked.

“It’s getting better,” John said. “For the last week Rodney’s mostly been sleeping alone in his room.”

“Mostly?” Ronon asked.

John shook his head. “A couple nights ago I woke up to find Rodney standing next to my side of the bed. Scared ten years off me,” he shrugged. “He had a bad dream and we ended up scooting over to make room for him. So there I was in the middle of the bed with Elizabeth to my right and Rodney to my left. It’s a miracle no one fell to the floor during the night.”

His friends smiled amused at the situation if not the reason for it. John walked them to the door and said goodnight. When he closed the door he reached for his radio.

“Elizabeth, it’s John. You coming home soon?”

“John, sorry,” he heard over his earpiece. “I’m still helping Radek. This may take a while…just a second,” there was silence for a moment and then John could hear some murmurs. “John, I can’t talk now. Don’t wait up,” he was going to say something, but the connection was broken.

Something was going on. John could hear the tension in his wife’s voice.

“John?” Rodney was standing in his bedroom doorway. “When’s Lizbeth coming home?”

“It looks like it could be a while,” John said.

“John,” Rodney’s voice was hesitant this time. “Can I sleep in your bed tonight?”

God that always sounded weird to John. “Umm, sure.”

Rodney followed John into his and Elizabeth’s room. He lay down on the side he had slept in two nights ago.

John looked at his watch and wondered when Elizabeth would get home and what she was working on. He was tempted to go find her himself, but decided against it when he looked over at his friend curled up in a tight ball.
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