A Little Drabble-ish Fic

So lately I have been watching Stargate: Atlantis (Supernatural is on pause for a bit). And as I was watching one of the beginning episodes I saw Dr. Carson Beckett and Dr. Rodney McKay on screen together. My exact thought was, "I'd ship that." And now I really have. Anytime they have any sort of exchange I kind of flail and think, "otp,otp, otp!!" It is kind of sad sometimes, but I love the two of them so much that I don't really care if they are an actual couple or not (seriously if you knew me you would know that I totally ship Merthur and John/Sherlock as well).

What I am trying to get at is that I wrote a drabble...that might lead to a longer fic or just more drabbles. So here it is:

“Rodney, you are fine,” Dr. Carson Beckett told Dr. Rodney McKay, “It is just your average cold.”

Rodney sniffed and crossed his arms. He was sitting on an exam table in the medical bay. “This doesn’t feel like an ordinary cold. My chest it tight and my sinuses are so plugged I don’t think I’ll ever be able to breathe properly again.”

“And I told you that you should rest.” Carson countered rolling his eyes. “But there was some bloody emergency and you couldn’t stay in bed. As far as I can tell it is just a severe rhinovirus.”       

“Ha!” Rodney began to laugh and then broke into coughs.

“I can give you something for the cough, but other than that you need lots of rest and vitamin C. Rodney’s coughing subsided and Carson could tell by the stubborn look on Rodney’s face that he was going to have a difficult patient on his hands. “Look, if you don’t do what I recommend it will take you longer to get better and it could worsen from a cold to bronchitis or pneumonia. Then I would have you here in medical. Do you want to be here under observation?”

“Not really, no. I just want to be assured that I’m not dying since that is the way I feel right now.”

“You are not dying Rodney.” Carson sighed and rubbed his forehead with his left hand. “I know that this is the first time you’ve been sick with something so ordinary while in Atlantis, but honestly.”

“Honestly what, Beckett? I know for a fact that each and every one of us is dying.”

“Rodney.”

“Carson.”

“People don’t just die of a cold. I know for a fact that you have faced worse illnesses.”

“This really isn’t making me feel better.” Rodney shifted on the table.

“I’m not your mother. I can’t mother you.” Carson sighed again. “Do you want me to kiss it better?” He had meant it as a bit of a joke. He and Rodney had only been flirting and Carson honestly didn’t think that it would go anywhere, but Rodney’s response surprised him.

“Yes. I think a kiss would make things more bearable.” Before Carson knew what exactly was happening Rodney was leaning towards him and their lips touched. They pulled apart after a short moment.

“What was that for?” Carson asked, slightly stunned.

Rodney grinned, “You know, I think I’m feeling better already.”

“You do realize that I will more than likely have this virus now.”

“And then I can kiss you better.” Rodney leaned in again and this time their kiss lasted for several moments.

“If it means more of this, I’m looking forward to it.” Carson said with a smile. Rodney was shaping up to be a rather good patient…now if only he could follow his doctor’s recommendations.