Okay, one qualm w/ this whole chapter - Andrea - any MT worth their salt will not cross that line. :-p

And this, is coming from someone who has had that drilled into their head over & over again. Bad, bad, bad character. Even if she finds our poor hero sexy, she shouldn't act on it.

Too bad Elizabeth just couldn't send her packing right back to Earth, but that's just my $.02, being a certified & licensed massage therapist. :)

Other than that, totally, totally loved this story! Great ending to it.

Sheppard is so yummy when he's needy and emotionally fragile. *Giving him major hugs and kisses*

Another outstanding whumpalicious fic.

Thanks for sharing it with me.

Finally he's asleep :D

Poor poor Sheppy

This is just getting worse and worse

Poor..poor...Sheppy, so many drugs in his system that he shouldn't even be thinking straight

poor Sheppy

hahahahahahaha *giggles*

Uh oh, Rodney has and idea, this can't be good

oh no, I HATE Heightmeyer!

oh, my poor poor Sheppy

finally he's sleeping, yay!

uh oh... this isn't boding well for our favourite flyboy!

"McKay was hunched in his chair, feet pulled up into the seat, to avoid the splatter. “Help him,” he ordered. “Basin, enema, whatever it takes!”"

LOL that was hilarious

Woohoo! another great Shep Wump! Just about the best kind of fanfiction:P