Pairing: John/Elizabeth
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Don't belong to me.. but I wish they did..
Summary: "I told myself I'd never let my personal feelings cloud my judgement."
Something that came to me randomly.. at the moment stand-alone, but maybe I'll add to it.. Yeah, so as usual let me know what you think, thank you x
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Silently she crept through the darkened infirmary, the lights in Carson's office were on and as she peered through the window she saw him asleep at his desk. A smile tugged at her lips at the sight. Turning she made her way to the last bed, softly pulling the curtains around the bed before turning to it's occupant. She pulled her leg up under her and sat on the edge of the bed, taking his hand in hers. Tubes and wires covered him, sneaking in between his hospital gown. The beeping sound of the heart monitor comforted her, each bleep a beat of his heart. She blinked back her tears as she looked at him. This is my fault. I should have said no. A tear escaped and rolled down her cheek. Looking down at their entwined hands she brushed her thumb over his bruised knuckles. What have I done? Why did I let him?
Flashback"You know I can do this."
"Yes, I know you can. Just," she hesitated, "I told myself I'd never let my personal feelings cloud my judgement." She turned away from him and uttered a single word "Go."
End FlashbackTears flooded from her eyes as sobs wracked her body. Her frustration relieved through her tears. She never heard the soft footsteps approach her and pull the curtain back. She felt his arms around her and she turned into the doctor's embrace. After a few moments she pulled back, wiped her eyes and stood.
"He'll be fine, Elizabeth. He's through the worst of it." Carson said softly.
"I know, but that doesn't make me feel any better." Elizabeth replied.
"You know, no one would think any less of you if you," Carson paused, "let your guard down."
"Yes they would. Doctor Weir, expedition leader, does not sit on Colonel Sheppard's bed in the middle of the night crying."
"No, she doesn't, but Elizabeth does." Carson said, before turning and going back to his office leaving Elizabeth standing dumbfounded. A soft murmur escaped from John's mouth. Elizabeth spun around and rushed to his side.
"John?" She whispered, sitting beside him and taking his hand.
"Did it work?" He mumbled and Elizabeth leant forward to hear.
"Yes, yes it worked." Elizabeth replied, new tears falling. John reached one hand up and gently rubbed the tears from her face. Moving around Elizabeth brought her legs up onto the bed and lay down next to him. Her body spooning his.
"Elizabeth?" John said after a few minutes.
"Yeah?" Elizabeth answered.
"It was the right thing to do." He murmured against her hair.
"I know, I just can't help but think if things had been different." Elizabeth said, sighing.
"If we, us, were different?" John replied warily.
"No, no. Not us." Elizabeth answered, propping herself up to look at him. "Never us." She reached her hand up and ran her fingertips over his cheek. "If things had been different, if I had been adamant and not let you go."
"We would all be dead."
"But you could have gone and saved the day," Elizabeth paused, "and not come back." Her eyes glistened over with tears.
"Elizabeth." John began, "I will always come back to you."
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