Aug. 4th, 2008
[SH] Packing (for
sevenvirtues)
Aug. 4th, 2008 10:18 pmAfter his conversation with Elizabeth, John headed back to his office and put things in order there. He left detailed notes on everything, so Lorne - whom he assumed would be in charge while John was away - could find his way around. Once all his work responsibilities were taken care of, he headed to his quarters to pack.
"Hey, whatcha doing?" McKay asked, as he sauntered into the room several minutes later. The scientist eyed Sheppard the way one would eye a feral beast ready to strike.
"Going on vacation," John replied, matter-of-factly.
"Ah...wait, hold it," McKay began, pausing in his retreat. "Since when do you go on vacation?"
"Since Elizabeth made me." John's tone brooked no argument.
"Right," McKay said with a nod, apparently understanding that John didn't want to talk about it just yet. "Well, I suppose asking if you wanted to grab some lunch is out of the question, then?"
"Yeah, pretty much," John replied. He gave McKay a weary look. "I'm sorry, Rodney, it's just." He sighed. "Look, I'll take a raincheck, okay? You'll be the first person I have lunch with when I get back, deal?"
McKay thought about it for a moment. "Deal. I'm gonna hold you to that, you know," he promised, heading out the door to find someone else to nosh with.
John watched as the door closed behind his friend. "Yeah, I'm sure you will," he said to the empty room, with a wry grin.
He turned his attention back to packing, pondering where he might go for two weeks...

"Hey, whatcha doing?" McKay asked, as he sauntered into the room several minutes later. The scientist eyed Sheppard the way one would eye a feral beast ready to strike.
"Going on vacation," John replied, matter-of-factly.
"Ah...wait, hold it," McKay began, pausing in his retreat. "Since when do you go on vacation?"
"Since Elizabeth made me." John's tone brooked no argument.
"Right," McKay said with a nod, apparently understanding that John didn't want to talk about it just yet. "Well, I suppose asking if you wanted to grab some lunch is out of the question, then?"
"Yeah, pretty much," John replied. He gave McKay a weary look. "I'm sorry, Rodney, it's just." He sighed. "Look, I'll take a raincheck, okay? You'll be the first person I have lunch with when I get back, deal?"
McKay thought about it for a moment. "Deal. I'm gonna hold you to that, you know," he promised, heading out the door to find someone else to nosh with.
John watched as the door closed behind his friend. "Yeah, I'm sure you will," he said to the empty room, with a wry grin.
He turned his attention back to packing, pondering where he might go for two weeks...
