Linguist!

This was just wrong, thought Rodney McKay. Not only had the SGC figured out some way to recharge dead ZedPMs, but they wouldn’t tell him how they did it. All he knew was that the new linguist with SG-2 had something to do with it.

A linguist! She wasn’t even a real scientist. Linguistics was one of those mushy subjects, where anyone who could string out a semi-coherent line of bullshit could get a degree — even a doctorate — but he knew it wasn’t a real doctorate. A linguistics doctorate was only half a step better than the honorary “doctorates” handed out to celebrities who hadn’t even graduated from high school.

But here he had three fully charged ZedPMs, and he recognized two of them. His tests showed that they had been completely depleted ZedPMs that Atlantis had shipped back to Earth for study.

That shouldn’t be possible. There was no way to recharge a ZedPM, once it had been depleted.

And it was intolerable that the person responsible was a linguist! A linguist that Colonel Carter wouldn’t even let him question about how she had done it.