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Rodney continued to frown, but he didn�t say anything more about the fact that he had so much more work to do when it came to filling the voids in his department, mostly because Carson and John were taking turns kicking him in the shins to get him to keep his mouth shut on the topic.
�Well, first thing I�m gonna do is get myself a place off-base,� John said, bringing the subject off of their mutual staffing woes. �There�s got to be a hotel or two in the area that exceed the luxuries of the VIP suite at Casa-De-SGC.�
�You don�t have anyone you want to visit?� Elizabeth asked. She had been curious about John�s past, about his family, since they met, and when he had declined to sent any message when the rest of them were sending their goodbyes a few weeks previously her curiosity had grown. However, with the impending threat of the Wraith had made her push her inquisitiveness aside in favour of other, more important, matters.
John shook his head. �No, no one,� he said before taking a large bite of his sandwich. He checked the time and frowned. �Crap. I�m late,� he said, downing the rest of his coffee and taking the rest of his sandwich with him as he stood up. �If I don�t see you before you leave have a good trip,� he said to Elizabeth.
�Don�t get into too much trouble while I�m gone,� Elizabeth replied.
�No promises,� John said with a smile before nodding to Carson and Rodney and leaving the Commissary.
�Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,� Sam said, shaking her head as John entered her lab. �Not happening, John. You remember the rules.�
�Yeah, yeah, no food in the lab,� John said, rolling his eyes. He stuffed the remainder of his sandwich into his mouth and shot Sam a �good enough?� look. She frowned at him, but didn�t say anything, moving, instead, to fiddle with the Naqueda generator that was in several pieces on her table�John recognized it as one that he had taken apart and put back together a few times over the past year, most notably during the Genii incursion of Atlantis during the massive storm that the city had barely survived. �So what did you want to see me about?� John asked after carefully chewing and swallowing the dregs of his meal.
�P9T-934,� Sam said as she moved from the Naqueda generator to grab a slim file�a mission profile, John recognized, having seen more than enough since returning to Earth�from the table that her African violets were blooming upon. Sam handed the file to John who took it but didn�t open it, waiting, instead, for Sam to fill him in. �An aerial survey showed extensive ruins about a mile from the �Gate. Daniel says they�re Ancient, so� well, he�s almost always right about these things, so if he says they�re Ancient� they�re Ancient. The problem is that there is a native animal to 934 that is something like a wild boar crossed with a sabre-toothed tiger that is roughly the size of an adult grizzly.�
�Cuddly,� John commented.
�Exactly,� Sam agreed. �Anyway, I could really use another set of eyes out there, especially for when we get to the ruins because� well, Daniel has a tendency to get wrapped up in his work.�
�Not that you would ever be guilty of the same crime,� John deadpanned.�