Summary- A small Mcshep Christmas fic.
A/N- I recommend listening to "Here with us" by- Joy Williams while reading this cause that's the song that gave me the idea haha.
Thank you
Rodney leaned back in his seat and looked to the ceiling. The faint beeping in the background telling him he's ok, telling him that his heart won't have to break just yet.
It's been two weeks since the accident. Two weeks since john first fell into the life threatening coma and two weeks since Rodney's life became a world of waiting and wishing.
'What a perfect way to spend Christmas…' Rodney thought bitterly to himself as he absent mindedly held johns hand in his.
"Come on john….please wake up for me. You've been asleep for so long. Please wake up." He pleaded quietly with johns still form. No response did he receive from his lover. Not even a twitch.
Rodney lowered his head with a slightly defeated sigh, "Dear god…I know I don't talk to you often but please, please god…bring him back to me. Let it be my Christmas gift. If you really can hear me…if you really are all powerful please give me this much. Give me john back. Please…I love him to much to let him go…please." He prayed in a hushed tone. His voice was tight with held back tears.
He raised his head and looked to john through a tear blurred vision. Looking for a sign, anything. His eyes gazed over johns pale face hoping and willing for his eyes to open.
Suddenly Rodney felt a twitch in john's hand. His heart jumped up into his throat as he leaned forward slightly.
Johns once still and unanimated features started to shift, a grimace at first as his eyes slowly worked open but then a light smile shown on johns face when his hazel green eyes found Rodney.
Meanwhile Rodney was busy staring with wide wonder filled eyes, tears spilling down his cheeks, his mouth slightly ajar.
"Rod…ney...M…merry Ch…Christmas..." John croaked out as he squeezed rodneys hand lightly.
Rodney continued to stare, unable to speak. A small barely held back sob breaks through the silence as he leans and rests his head on his and johns clasped hands.
"Thank you…thank you…thank you god…thank you…" he sobbed out as john ran his free hand through Rodney's hair.
After a few moments Rodney calmed and picked himself up with a smile, tears drying on his face.
"How did you know it was Christmas?" He asked as he got john some water. John sipped the water slowly before pulling back.
"I heard you…I heard you praying…you never pray…" John said softly, his voice still a bit weak.
Rodney sat up and kissed johns forehead gently, "Sometimes we all have to do things we don't normally do to save the ones we love." He said gently as he pulled his chair closer and sat down. He leaned his head against johns hand lightly with a yawn.
John managed to scoot over in his bed and Rodney climbed in and held him close.
"Merry Christmas love…" john mumbled as he fell to sleep in Rodneys arms.
"Hallelujah…" Rodney muttered as his eyes fell shut, 'Thank you god.' He thought to himself as sleep took him.
Merry Christmas everyone!
END!