Rating: PG-13 (language)
Disclaimers: All characters from Stargate Atlantis are property of MGM Studios and the Sci-Fi Channel.
Note from the author: I promise that I'm still working on the Grudge. I've just been really busy with things, but I'm getting back in the groove. I figured I would go ahead and post what I have of this so far.
There are things in life that I can do without. The Wraith are currently at the top of my list. Oh, and the Wraith popping out of nowhere whenever my team happens to be on a mission. A quick glance behind me shows them gaining on us. "Ford, dial the gate NOW!"
Ford quickly dials the coordinates for Atlantis. It's times like these when I wish we had taken one of the jumpers. However, with this particular culture's rate of development, it wouldn't have been a great idea. According to McKay...
I heard Elizabeth's voice filter through my earpiece. "We're coming in hot!" I exclaimed. "There are about five Wraith behind us!"
I watched as my team jump into the wormhole. As I was about to step through, something loud and big hit me, propelling me through. My last thought as I demolecularized (McKay word) was how that hurt like hell.
Things were a bit blurry when I woke up on the floor of Atlantis. Dr. Beckett and his team had since swarmed around me. I think he was calling my name, but I couldn't be sure. All I could hear and feel was the incessant pounding in my skull.
I looked up at Elizabeth to see a worried expression on her face. I couldn't even say anything to her as I slowly lost consciousness again.
When I woke up again, I noticed that it was eerily quiet. I didn't hear the beeping of any medical machines and when Dr. Beckett walked over to me, I couldn't hear him. What the hell? "I CAN'T HEAR YOU, DOC!" I shouted, at least, I thought I shouted. This can't be good.
Dr. Beckett's eyes widened. I grabbed his arm and gave him a look. He patted my arm and walked over to his desk. He typed something on his laptop, then handed it to me. I'm afraid your head injury is much worse than I had anticipated. There's swelling around the cortex controlling the center for hearing. It's causing your temporary deafness.
He smiled slightly and typed more on his laptop. There's no need to shout, Major. Just type here, it'll be easier for everyone. Your deafness is only temporary. Remember that. As soon as the swelling goes down, you should be fine.
I sighed. How long?
It's difficult to say. This varies from patient to patient. A week, 10 days. Just don't worry about it too much.
I nodded, but inside, I just wanted to tear the infirmary apart. Don't worry about it too much? What the hell kind of plan is that? I can't hear shit! I feel so isolated from everything. I hope he's right. I hope it's temporary because I don't know what I'm going to do if something happens and I'm stuck like this forever.
Dr. Beckett smiles at me once again, leaving the laptop on the tray table next to me. The silence is deafening, if you'll pardon the expression. It's too quiet. I'm going to go crazy, I just know it! Suddenly McKay's face is looming in front of me and I just want to smack him.
He grabbed the laptop and began typing furiously. I am so sorry about that!
No you aren't. You thought that was funny.
All right, I did, but I'm still sorry.
Okay, you can go now. I held onto the laptop so Rodney couldn't respond. When I noticed he wasn't going to give up, I leaned back and shut my eyes. However, that was more unsettling than just sitting with my eyes open!
When Rodney grabbed my arm, I jumped. My heart was pounding. I was sure everyone could hear it. God, I don't think I'll be taking a nap anytime soon.
"You okay?" he mouthed.
I glared at him and nodded, pointing to the door. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone at this point. I just wanted my ears to pop or something so I could hear things.
As soon as Rodney left, I felt the tears burning in my eyes. Damn it! After all this shit, I have to cry to! I just need to take a few deep breaths and calm down. Everything will sort itself out.