Title: One more... just one more.

Rating: PG13 for a bit of language

Summary: The doctor needs a doctor... Written for the SGAHC Last Breath Challenge

Archive: Just ask

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Atlantis and everything in it... with the exception of Kavanagh. So I can wreck havoc there... :evilgrin:

A/N: I can't write Scottish slang, I tried to keep this as neutral as possible, without any accent. Sorry about that. Not beta'd.

Enjoy!

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One last breath... this was not how it was supposed to happen. Just one more, let me take it in and let it out, just once more. I can't believe why this happened, why I was separated from the group. Even why I tripped and fell down a hill. It was just an accident. It's hard now, really difficult to breathe, not in my wildest dreams or nightmares I expected to find myself like this; a doctor in need of a doctor.

One more, one last breath. I don't know how much longer I can be like this. This is why I hate going off-world. There are so many things that could go wrong... the Wraith, the Genii, wild beasts, bugs, today it had to be a crazy village and a trip down a hill. I don't know where the others are and I can't move. So I try to think on the only thing that seems to still be taking commands... just one more... one last breath.

I've been lying here for god knows how long. I know my radio is going wild with voices, but I can't make them out. I don't know who's out there, if anyone is hurt, if anyone needs me right now.

The doctor needs a doctor, and oxygen and maybe surgery. As I think back, I should have stayed in my bed this morning. My infirmary, where no one will chase me with a devil looking fork.

One more... just one more. It's getting harder now, I start feeling really tired. I know I should hold on, keep awake. But it's getting difficult... I just hope someone will tell my mother.

I start to get some feeling back in my body. But the breathing is the same, one more just one more, as I beg to the heavens not to let me die alone.

I can't do this, I can't die here not like this. I try to sit up, really check where am I hurt, but all I can do is rise up my neck. Nothing else, nothing more. I know now, this is how they all feel; Colonel Sheppard, Rodney and everyone who has been injured at some point. And as a doctor I didn't knew, I remember how I always tell them that they're going to be ok. Bullshit, they must hate me every time I do that, because it doesn't feel like it's going to be ok.

One last breath.. just one more, I hear the voices in my radio again. But there is nothing I can do, nothing but wait. And I feel like my lungs do not want harsh orders anymore. I know, because I feel like there's something on top of me making me loose that one last breath.

I'm loosing the battle and I know it, I know that my vision is going hazy and that the voices in the radio are fading away. I feel something brush by me and carefully opened my eyes. It's Ronon... I can't hear what he's saying, but he's talking to his radio and fires his gun at the same time. Those crazy villagers must still be around. Ronon, shouts something to the radio and pocket it.

I don't know what he said, but it must be good, because Ronon looks at me and says, "Don't go anywhere Doctor. You're going home."

I feel relieved, but as he started to pick me up the world became darkness and I fell.

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One last breath... all I need, all I want. Did I died? Where am I? As the fog in my brain faded away, the lights came into focus. I find myself in my infirmary, Rodney, John and Ronon all seemed to be distant. But were in fact around my bed. A hand falls on my shoulder and Doctor Olivieri was by my side, my 2IC.. I guess he was a good choice after all. The doctor needed a doctor and he found one, I begged for one last breath and I just got a lot more.

FIN