AN: It is a sequel to my story "Atlantis song" It should not be hard to understand the plot without reading it but I would recommend it, especially since it deals with the situation following its events. Pls R&R without the flames I do not know what to do better, ;) if not all.
Lt. Colonel John Sheppard, Chief Military Officer of Atlantis Expedition stood silently with his right hand stopped in midair on its way to knock on plain wooden door. He took a small breath and realising it slowly let his hand fall on the door.
He heard happy voices inside the house. His heart nearly sank at the bottom of his stomach. He took another breath, pulled his uniform, straightened the invisible freckles on the fabric, and braced himself.
The door cracked open and smiling blonde woman looked at him. Her smile died on her lips and soon as she saw him.
"Jeannie." He said with a fake smile plastered on his face. He was wearing it so often lately, it would soon etched it self permanently to his facial muscles.
"Hello, John." Jeannie Miller greeted him. She did not invite him in or say anything more. John suddenly felt more nervous.
"Who is it, Honey?" called a voice from inside. John presumed it was Jeannie's husband.
"Please, come in." said Jeannie and opened the door wider. John stepped inside and looked past the woman.
"Lt. Colonel John Sheppard. I wo... worked with Jeannie's brother" They did not catch the past tens in his statement, although McKay's sister had to suspect something.
The man shook his hand and after they exchanged the regular pleasantries of greetings, John sat across the married couple.
This was the worst part of his job, now even worse. This was Rodney's family.
"So, John. What brings you here?"
"I..."he sighed" I really do not know how to say this but Rodney. . . He is. . ." John straightened and with bleached out face finished the sentence. "Rodney died six days ago!"
"How. . . ?" Was all Jeannie could say through clenched through as she looked at him with tear stricken eyes.
John thought about a conversation he had with Becket when he was still on Atlantis. Should he tell them the truth?
TBC
p. s if you stick with me till know maybe you could help me, I am currently without a beta, which is painfully obvious by the condition of this fic, so if you think you could become my personal critic and grammar instructor let me know! Pls!