Title: Scars
Disclaimers: I own no part of the Stargate world, I make no money from this and I wish that I could make money from having such fun.
Note: In a bid to re-evaluate Season 5 of SGA, since I seem to have seriously bad opinions of it, I am making my way through the episodes, writing up reviews for each at my Live Journal page (link to which can be found on my profile) and also writing a small episode inspired ficlet for each. That's the plan… So here is the one inspired by Search & Rescue.
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"And this one?" The nurse asked, her tone laced with bemused amusement.
John glanced down to his right side, where she indicated with her pen. The scar was just visible above the waistband of his boxers.
It was a well-healed reminder of that day long ago. A day he had never forgotten, despite the years that had passed, and despite many injuries and wounds gained since.
It had been a day to be remembered –rescues, reunions, and Torren's birth.
A day that had ended in success.
A day in which Teyla had been returned to Atlantis, unscathed, with her healthy little baby boy.
And a day of self-sacrifice in ways that had become more apparent to him as time had passed.
Every drop of blood John had split had been worth it, every moment of pain and desperate weakness, had all been worth seeing her happy and contented as he handed over baby Torren back into her arms after stepping out of the Wraith Dart.
And she had turned, stepping close to Kanaan, and they had gazed down at their son in wonder.
John had recovered from his wound, the scar left small and easily forgotten, if it had not affected him so deeply. He was proud of that day, because every day afterwards in which he had seen little Torren grow had made every minute of it worth it.
Seeing Teyla, Torren, his little brother, and Kanaan leave Atlantis years later had been a crushing time, but John had borne it, proud that he had been able to play a part to give Teyla that family that had made her so happy. So that day had been worth it. Every moment of it.
The wound was long gone, its scar small and insignificant compared to the others the nurse had already marked in his medical record, but for John, it was the deepest of scars.
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