A/N: My response to ladygris' 'What if' Challenge. Coming in a 497 words is 'What if someone had to stay behind on the hive ship in EatG to detonate the bomb?' lady-This was the evilness I mentioned in the review. Thanks for birth of this plot bunny
"Come on, Rodney. You're almost out of time," John hissed as he watched the panicked Canadian fiddle with the control crystals of the DHD.
"I am acutely aware of how little time we have left," Rodney bit back with the tension at an all time high. Hope dimmed each second that his attempts to get the DHD to work failed.
"Five more minutes and it's going to matter," Ronon also applied pressure to make Rodney work harder.
"Because telling me that is going to make me work harder," the physicist's voice raised several octaves as it did when too much stress was applied.
Teyla had to jump in and play mediator, "Rodney is working as hard as he can. I don't think badgering him is going to help the situation."
The men looked to Lorne to join their side, but it did not work, "Teyla is right."
"Thank you, voices of reason," McKay said with a snide smirk, glancing over at the two impatient men. "Because dying is on my list of things to do for today. And yes, that was sarcasm." He added in case there was any doubt. After thirty seconds Rodney made a happy sound, "I got it." He was proud of his accomplishment.
"See a little pressure never harmed anyone," John gave his friend a pat on the back. "Good job, Rodney. Dial the Alpha Site."
Rodney nodded and quickly punched in the address and breathed a sigh of relief when the wormhole engaged. "Go," he barked the command to his teammates.
John watched as Teyla, Ronon and Evan went throughout the gate and he held his hand out to the last member, "I'll set it off just before I go through."
"Good luck," Rodney began to hand over the detonator. "Oh, crap..."
"What?" Sheppard knew by the tone the news was not good. "Tell me you can fix whatever it is."
McKay's face grew pale, "The detonator lost the connection to the bomb." He swallowed hard, "Looks like it was on my list after all." There was no hint of sarcasm this time.
"It doesn't have to be you. I can do it," John was the military man and knew he should be the one to sacrifice himself.
Rodney shook his head, "What do you know about a nuclear bomb? What if something goes wrong? Literally, the fate of Earth depends on it. It has to be me."
"Rodney..." he was at a loss for words.
"Just do one thing for me."
John hated to admit to Rodney was right, "Sure. Anything."
Rodney reached into his shirt and pulled out a chain with a gold band on it, "Take care of her for me and tell her I'm sorry." He could hardly get the words out because of the lump in his throat.
"Oh, Rodney," the lost man did not know what to say. "I will." Those were the only words he could offer the man who was sacrificing himself for humanity.