Darkness crept into John's vision; growing... blurring Rodney's intense expression.
"Colonel? Don't you check out on me. I'm not done telling you what I think of your damn heroics!"
The darkness was warm... inviting. John's eyelids felt heavy, his need to resist waning.
"Sheppard!" Rodney insisted loudly.
John forced his eyelids open. He met Rodney's eyes, the intensity a lifeline for his consciousness.
"Stay awake." The slight break in Rodney's voice betrayed his carefully masked fear.
John felt a whisper of contentment. They were okay. The Genii bullet had found its mark deep in his chest...
But, his team was okay.