A/N: Here's the last part. BiteMeTechie said that I channeled her perfectly and said that it frightened her that we were on the same page. I swear that I hadn't talked to her about any of this before hand. Doesn't that just send shivers down your spine? It's like they say; great minds think alike. Anyhoo, enough of my ramblings. Don't own anything related to 'SGA' and Read and Review. (you know you want to.)

Carson opened his eyes and looked around. He was alone, save for a pile of pink goo. Groaning he rolled over onto his side and slowly got up. His hand slipped into the pink goo and Carson made a face. "Eww." He said, looking around for something to wipe his hand off. When he couldn't find anything, he settled for his pants. Looking around, he tried to remember why he was in the middle of a hallway. Shirtless. Then it all came back to him. Mary-Sues tackling people…Elizabeth chasing Rodney…John trying to commit suicide…Ford's Wraith love child…complete and utter chaos. Feeling something rubbing against his leg, Carson looked down and saw that it was the bunny-thing that had Rodney screaming like a schoolgirl. Smiling he picked it up and said, "Now what are you doin' here? It isn't safe, you know." The bunny-thing just stared at Carson with its big beetle black eyes, blinking occasionally. Suddenly the air was filled with a noxious, glowing green cloud-like mist. Carson inhaled some of the cloud and coughed. It disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared and Carson felt something snap. Laura had broken up with him, left him for Rodney. Said that he wasn't man enough for her and that she loved Rodney more because he actually got her and knew what she needed. Carson snorted; he'd show her that he was man enough. He'll show everyone that Caron Montgomery Emerson Beckett was man enough. He was Scottish for crying out loud; he grew up in the Highlands, and he knew what tough was. Toughness ran through his blood. He had bloody taken care of her after her and McKay had shared the same body. He was there when she got word that her father had died. He was the one who convinced her to stay before the sabotage attempt. If it wasn't for him, everyone'd be dead. They'd been happy but then McKay had to enter the picture, saying how sorry he was about the comment he made when they were working together, and could he make it up by taking Laura to dinner. Carson narrowed his eyes; McKay was a dead man. Setting the bunny down, he gave its head a small pat and then stormed off to find that pompous, self-centered, hypochondriac, ass of a Canadian doctor.

He walked back into the infirmary, which by now was empty. Carson stormed into his office and started rummaging around in his desk. Finding a headset, he put it on and activated it.

"…astrophysicist, calling...calling...well, calling whoever you are-" a gulp. "HELP!"

Carson paused. It was Rodney. Finding what he needed, Carson stormed out of the infirmary and paused. He had no idea where Rodney was. Carson could try where he had seen Rodney run six/seven hours before but he could have moved during that time and Carson could be wasting his time. But he had no where else to start, so he headed in that direction. He was going to make the little wimp pay.