Learning To Love You 1

Sketches

by Dr. McKay

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asd/drmckay/learn01.php
Summary: Not supplied

Bored.

Bored.Bored.Bored.Bored.BORED.

Rodney sat, hitting his head against the wall, bored out of his mind. It had been two hours since he'd managed to get himself and Dr. Zelenka traped in one of the deserted parts of Atlantis. Two hours since they had discovered that the crystals in the transporter were drained. Probley because Rodney'd made some power conversions to allow them to arrive there and had forgotten to make sure that there was enough power to bring them back. He had also neglected to make sure that there was another exit to the room they were now stuck in. On top of that, there was something interfering with their radios. On the other side of the room Zelenka was sketching in a notebook.

"Would you put down the notebook and help me think of a way to get us out of here?"

"Only if you stop trying to give yourself a concussion. You should relax. Someone will notice how quiet it is and realize you're gone and look for us."

"Oh ha ha ha. Maybe they'll notice the lack of bad jokes." Rodney leaned forward and sighed. "At least we brought food with us. Who knows how long we'll be stuck here."

The room fell silent except for the soft scratches of a pencil on paper. Rodney watched Zelenkas hand move carefully across the paper, wondering what he was drawing and how he could stay so calm concidering their situation. With those soft noises and thoughts in mind, Rodney fell asleep.

***

Rodney slowly opened his eyes, taking time to remember where he was. Looking around he saw Zelenka asleep on the floor across from him, his notebook lay next to him. letting his curisoty get the better of him, Rodney crawled over and picked the book up. His eyes grew wide as he flipped past page after page of sketches of himself. Here and there were little comments and dates. A sketch of Rodney working in his lab, one of him in the mess hall, one of him sitting in the Ancients chair back on earth. The last one was Rodney sleeping against the wall.

Must be what he was working on, Rodney thought. He looked over the sketch, which could have been a black and white photograph for how life like it was. Why would he be making sketches me? Rodney let his eyes wander over the sleeping man. True Zelenka had been spending more time around Rodney but that didn't mean anything, did it? He looked back at the sketch and a bit of writting at the bottom caught his attention.

Rodney couldn't move his eyes, couldn't breath. Did this mean Zelenka liked him? What other explination could there be? All the time he wanted to spend with him, all the sketches, the poem. Not that Rodney really minded. It was nice to have someone who wanted to be around him, and Zelenka was a nice enough guy. Rodney enjoyed his company, Zelenkas inteligance almost matched his own. They shared many of the same intrestes too, so they always had something to talk about. Just the other day they had discused the various reasons why Atlantis needed to start a hocky league during the mainland winter. Come to think of it, Zelenka seemed to like everything Rodney did. The one big difference that they had that Rodney could think of was their preference in women. Rodney liked them shorter than himself and thin. Zelenka liked them tall and average.

"I never said it was women I liked Rodney. You just assumed that."

Rodney was shaken out of his thoughts by the smooth Czech voice. He turned his head and looked straight into Zelenkas brown eyes.

"Zelenka. I..I didn't...I said that out loud?"

"That you did. As I guess you can tell by the sketches it's you that I like. I understand if you don't feel the same. I hope that this will not change things us."

"I..uh...No this won't change things between us. I think."

Zelenka stared at him blankly.

"You think?"

"I think I might like you too. I don't know."

"Well why don't we see."

Zelenka brushed a hand along Rodneys jaw. Rodney felt a shudder run down his spine and leaned into Zelenkas hand. Slowly, Zelenka moved forward and gently pressed his lips to Rodneys. Zelenkas lips felt warm and dry next to his own and Rodney thought that maybe this was right. Rodney felt Zelenka run his tounge along his lips and just as they were about to deepen the kiss they heard the transporter doors open. They shot apart as Major Sheppard walked into the room.

"Hurry up. I got Ford holding the transporter open sow we can get you two out of here."

Rodney and Zelenka stood up and walked towards the transporter. Zelenka held his notebook close to his side as they stepped inside and moved to oppisite walls. Neither looked at the other as Major Sheppard stepped in and looked at them both.

"You guys gave Weir quite a scary. You've been gone for six hours. Were you stuck in that room the whole time?" Both men nodded. "Nothing new to learn in there I bet. You must have been really bored."

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