Elizabeth was working at her desk as usual, when John Sheppard ran into the room.

'Hey, Elizabeth, had lunch yet?'

'Not yet, I need to finish off these reports before I can go'

'How many have you gotten through?'

'Two' she knew she shouldn't have answered, everything was going to go down hill now.

'Out of?' John knew she had lots to get through and was persistent, he was not leaving until he at least got her to take a break.

'Out of five'

'How long have you been doing these two?' he was not giving up.

'Ok John I will come, I will meet you in the mess hall in 10 minutes, just let me finish this one I only have to write out the folder name.'

'Ok, but you better be there or I will tell Carson that you are not taking regular breaks and are working to hard.'

'John you made your point, I will be there in 10 minutes.'

With that John left the room, he went to the mess hall and waited.

Elizabeth finished off her report and told Chuck where she would be if anyone needed her. She made her way down the stairs. She needed to go and put her reports in her room before she went. Her room was a mess, she had not had time to tidy it up before she went to work that morning.

The blanket was draped over the floor, when she had jumped out of her bed that morning realizing she had slept in. She put her reports down on the desk and ran into the bathroom to make sure her hair was in place.

John had just radioed her telling her that she only had two more minutes to get down to the mess hall. She realised that there was no way she would get to the mess hall if she walked so she had to run. She ran out of the bathroom, her legs got tangled in her blanket, she started to fall, then there was darkness.

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John kept checking his watch right up until the minute. He kept his word and went looking for her, he went to her and she was not there. He asked Chuck where she was but he said she was going to the mess hall. There was nothing on her desk which suggested that he must have gone to her room to put her stuff down.

He went to her room.

'Elizabeth!' He knew she must be in there because she was nowhere else. He opened the door and walked in. He had never been in her room before. He saw a foot past the bed, 'Elizabeth!' she was pale, her head was bleeding from the look of it she had hit her head on the corner of her bed, her leg didn't look like it was in the right position it was swollen. She was beginning to stir.

'Elizabeth, Elizabeth. Don't move ok, we need to get you to Carson.' She started to get up. 'Elizabeth don't move.'

She still started to get up, 'I need to get to the mess hall, can't let Carson know.' She was delirious, he needed to stop teasing her.

'Ok Elizabeth I will get you to the mess hall,' he was going to take her straight to Carson. She got up slowly and started moving slowly to the door when she collapsed. He was right behind her and caught her before she dropped to the floor. He ran to the nearest transporter.

'Carson,'

'Yes Colonel I am a little busy bandaging Rodney's hand from his recent discovery.'

'It is an emergency, be prepared I am coming to you.'

'Ok colonel who is it you are bringing.'………… 'Colonel'

'It's Elizabeth.'

Carson and Rodney looked directly at each other. They knew it must have been something bad otherwise Elizabeth would have come privately to the infirmary on her own.