Jetseta
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Major John Shepard, USAF, was on a suicide mission. As of now he was piloting a jumper towards one of the Wraith hive ships.
I'm going to die. He knew he had to do it, to save Atlantis, and Earth, and her. He had to protect her.
Here he was running head on into certain death for her, and she didn't even know how he felt about her.
Now or never Johnny Boy, you may never get another chance.
"Elizabeth," he said into his comm.
"Yes," was her weak reply. He could tell she was fighting back tears already.
"Liz, these past few months with you have been great, and I just wanted to tell you that…well…I…" started John.
Suddenly a shot rocked the jumper and John was thrown into the control panel.
He fell to the floor unconscious.
A blinding white light engulfed the jumper and a girl with jet-black hair and green eyes appeared next to him.
"I have to do everything myself," she mumbled as she piloted the jumper into the hive ship.
The control room cheered as the ship exploded.
Then they remembered just how that hive ship was destroyed.
Rodney looked over at Elizabeth, but she was gone.
"Zelenka, did you see where Elizabeth went, she was just here," said Rodney.
"No, I was watching the screen," said Zelenka.
Rodney's eyes darted to the balcony doors as they slid shut.
Elizabeth slid down the railing until she was sitting on the floor. She buried her face in her arms and cried.
I loved him…and I never got to tell him…I never got to hear what he was saying.
Suddenly a white light engulfed the balcony.
A few feet away from Elizabeth laid an unconscious John Shepard and next to him stood the black haired girl.
She smiled at Elizabeth and waved before disappearing to suffer her punishment by the others.
"Jetseta…" whispered Elizabeth.
This story is dedicated to my cousin Jetseta who was recently kidnapped and killed.
We'll miss you Jet.
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