"Don't move" shouted Carson and everyone in the infirmary looked at him surprised. "Bloody hell, you need to stay in one place if I am to do this right."
"Whatever" growled Sheppard. "I hate sitting like this, I just ..."
"You need those stitches and If I make a mistake I can do more damage than good" Carson threatened "so just stay inanimate."
Laura looked with a grin on Alison and Hailey. Ronon was already done, he was badly bruised and had a few nasty cuts on his head and arms, Sheppard was better, just one big one on his neck. Three women were untouched, so they were left for the end just to have a routine check-up.
"So..." Carson turned to them after finishing with colonel and sending him to his room. "What happened out there. Why are you unharmed and they, again...?" He looked at grinning Cadman. "Laura, love, you've got something to say?" He turned to Porter to draw blood and smiled. She was a little troubled when she started dating him but now she understood he named most of the female personel 'love'. Cason, however, was still used to assuring her with his smile it was nothing more than being nice.
"They tripped." She burst out laughing.
"Tripped?"
"Yeah," confirmed Allison. "Tripped. The problem is they tripped walking near the stairs."
"They both tripped? And you three not?" Carson was really confused by now. "I still don't know why. This doesn't make sense at all."
"Well," spoke Hailey "it does if you complete the picture with a hot girl walking by. They were looking at her just the moment there were loose tiles on the balcony in the palace." She was strange like that, laughing just with her eyes.
"You can't blame them if she was really attractive." He reasoned and earned a poke in the shoulder from Allison. Both smiled.
Sheppard left his room with a finished report in his hand and went to Landry's office. He tapped at the opened door. "Sir?"
"Come in, colonel."
"I just wanted to hand this and..." he looked at general with hope in his eyes.
"You can go for your weekend." Landry smiled genuinely.
"Thank you sir."
John left the base about fifteen minutes later. He liked those free time and this week was even better since they finished their mission a day earlier than planned and he would be at Weir's one more day. When he finally arrived he was shocked to see the house closed. He tried knocking, some shouting, but no one answered.
"Crap." He sighed with resignation after more than an hour of sitting on the porch. It was too late for a walk with Sedge, all shops in the area were usually closed at this hour and besides, Elizabeth hated going out at that late hour anyway. "What the hell?" He decided to get to the car and drive to a nearby hotel and check everything the next day.
Just as he was about to sit in his car he heard someone calling him.
"John!" It was Mrs' Weir's voice. "John, wait!"
He got out, turned and saw her coming quickly towards him.
"What are you doing here on Thursday?" She asked a little out of breath. "We did not expect you until tomorrow."
"I managed to get out earlier this week. Where is Elizabeth?"
"I thought they did tell you!" Said Susan. "She moved."
"Moved?!"
"Yes, she got her old job back and moved closer to the campus."
"Seriously, I understand nothing." He started to pull his hand through his hair.

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New Home (Stargate Atlantis fanfiction)
FanfictionThis story picks up where the final episode of Stargate Atlantis left us. My take on what could have happened after. Written in 2010