Summary – Sam watches John and Rodney. McShep, J/D implied

Rating – PG

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Sam smiled from her place behind the door as Rodney pouted angrily at the man sitting next to his bed. John Sheppard was steadfastly refusing to bring Rodney a laptop or any books while he was in the infirmary and the scientist was not happy.

She'd seen Rodney's expression on Daniel's face many times and sitting like they were they reminded her exactly of Jack and Daniel.

Then John laughed at Rodney's expression and leant over to drop a kiss on the pouting lips and she reeled in shock.

Okay, maybe not exactly like Jack and Daniel.

But then again…

She didn't have any time to consider that line of thought though as she felt a presence behind her.

Ronon and Teyla were standing, arms crossed and serious expressions on their faces.

"This will not be a problem," Teyla stated firmly, it definitely wasn't a question.

Shocked, she shook her head sharply. "No!" And she thought about Jack and Daniel.

Thought about all the times Jack had sat by Daniel's bed when he was ill or injured. Thought about how many times he'd looked exactly like John Sheppard had looked only a day ago when he'd dragged a heavily bleeding Rodney through the gate.

The expression on their faces, like the thing they cared about most in the world was hurt and they couldn't do anything to fix it.

"No," she repeated, she felt vaguely surprised by the realisation herself. "I don't have a problem with it, they fit together." Perfectly, in fact. She couldn't understand why she hadn't seen it before.

By the way Teyla smiled at her Sam had the feeling the Athosian knew she wasn't just talking about John and Rodney.