A/N: I do not own Stargate Atlantis. Yeah, I know. Lame.

So, due to some thinking on my part and some reviews asking for more stories, I have decided to write a series of one-shots related and centered around my story Triple Threat. Unfortunately, that means I'll be a little slower to update Triple Threat, but I will not abandon that story! It's come too far to abandon now.

I hope that you all enjoy the one-shots. They probably won't take place in order or anything like that. But, I figured it'd be easier to just make them into chapters instead of posting tons of lonely one-shots out there that are centered around the same thing…right?

****By the way…I changed the twins names to Joseph Evan and Kylie Elizabeth. You'll find out why if you read Triple Threat.

Well, let me know what you think! Review please!

Things were slow on Atlantis. The twins were just starting to talk and that was pretty much the only action anyone was seeing.

Tensions were starting to run a little high from everyone being so bored and wanting something to do. There had been no new finds or projects to work on for the scientists. They were in the middle of searching the database for more worlds to explore. In the meantime, they were just going on routine check-ups on the worlds they had already explored and knew weren't dangerous.

People were starting to grow closer to the edge by the day it seemed. John was waiting for the whole city to just snap and chaos to be unleashed. He could practically feel something bad coming on.

John was sitting in the mess hall with his team, Nikki, and the twins. He was feeding Joey his lunch while Nikki was giving Kylie hers. Every couple of minutes, John would look up and look around the mess hall. Ronon watched every time he did it. He could practically feel his friend's nerves.

"Shep, what's wrong?" John's head snapped in Ronon's direction. He had said it low enough so that the rest of the table couldn't hear over their own conversation. "I just have this feeling that something's about to happen."

Ronon nodded and looked around the mess hall as well. Sheppard's com activated. "Colonel Sheppard, this is Major Lorne. Please respond."

He reached up and hit his com. "This is Sheppard." Ronon looked over at him and watched to see his reaction to know whether it was a good or bad call.

"Colonel, we have…um, we have a situation down in front of your brother's quarters. You may want to get down here." John sat up straighter set down the bottle that Joey had just finished. "What kind of situation?"

"Well, sir…I'm not quite sure how to explain, but you need to get down here. Dave's had a few too many to drink, I'm assuming, and isn't in a very happy mood."

"To drink? It's noon! I'll be there as soon as I can. Try to keep him under control until I get there. Sheppard out."

He quickly stood up and looked at Teyla. "Teyla, I need you to take Joey for me." She nodded and he passed her the child. He looked at Ronon. "You're with me. We need to move fast. It's Dave." He didn't have time to say anything else before he was running out of the mess hall with Ronon hot on his heels. Everyone at the table just sat there, watching them leave with confusion and worry written all over their faces.

They ran through the corridors until they found a transporter. John hit the location closest to Dave's quarters. When the doors opened again, they ran the rest of the distance. They rounded the corner and found Dave waving a knife through the air, drunker than John's ever seen him.

Dave was waving the knife towards Lorne who was propped up in the corner at the end of the hallway unconscious. Dave was yelling at Lorne. "You bastard! You have absolutely no respect or integrity, do you?" Ronon raised an eyebrow at John, but he shrugged. John moved a little closer to his brother, but out of the way of the knife.

"Dave? What's going on here?" Dave whipped around and his eyes tried to focus on his brother. "You! I was hoping you'd show up." John glanced at Lorne real quick before focusing on Dave. "Dave, what's going on?"

He smiled and staggered towards John a little. "I was just teaching this good-for-nothing asshole the real definition of family. It seems he doesn't know the word."

John's brow furrowed and he took a step towards Dave. "What do you mean by that?" Dave laughed and swung around to face Evan. Before John knew it, he had closed the distance between them and held the knife against Evan's throat. He pressed it just hard enough that a trickle of blood escaped his skin and ran down his throat.

"He thinks you're his family. But he's wrong, isn't that right, John?" John took another small step towards Dave. "Dave, he is part of my family. Now put the knife down and we can talk about this civilly." Dave's face contorted and he pressed harder on the knife, causing another trickle of blood to run down his neck. "No! He's not your family! I'm your family, damn it!" "Yes, Dave, you are my family. You're my brother. Now you need to listen to your brother, okay?"

Dave shook his head. "No. Not until he understands that you're not his family." Another small step.

"Dave, he's unconscious. He can't understand right now. How about we all calm down and talk about this when he wakes up?" Dave started to shake his head again. "No! He will pay!"

John heard voices coming their way and tried not to panic. He didn't want more people around, afraid it might spook Dave. He looked at Ronon. "Keep whoever it is back." Ronon nodded and moved around the corner to see who was coming.

It was Becca and Nikki with the twins. Right as Ronon rounded the corner, they were just about to do the same. Ronon looked down at them and then glanced back around the corner. His eyes met Nikki's. "You can't go that way. It's not safe."

Becca's brow furrowed. "Not safe? But my quarters are around the corner." Ronon nodded. "Yep. But Sheppard said to keep everyone back." Nikki now understood that whatever situation John had been called away to take care of was going down just around the corner. She nodded at Ronon. "Okay, just tell me that he's okay and we'll go." Ronon nodded. "Shep's fine. But I need to get back there to help him." Nikki nodded. "Come on, Becca, we need to let them handle whatever is going on. Let's go back to my quarters for a while." Becca nodded reluctantly and followed Nikki down the hallway towards her and John's quarters. As soon as they were out of sight, Ronon walked back around the corner to help John.

"Dave, let's just take it easy." "No! Not until you both understand that you're my family. My family." John nodded and took another small step. "Okay, Dave. I'm your family. I understand."

Dave nodded, but didn't lower the knife. "Good. Now he has to."

He raised the knife and was bringing it down towards Lorne's chest, but John slammed into him and rammed him into the wall. The knife had already landed, but, thanks to John, it lodged into Evan's stomach instead of his chest. "Ronon! Grab Dave." Ronon shot forward and took Dave from John. He pinned him against the wall so he couldn't move out of his grasp.

John knelt down by Evan and hit his com. "This is Colonel Sheppard. I need a med team in front of Dave Sheppard's quarters. NOW!" He quickly pulled the knife out of his stomach and pulled him so that he was laying on his back instead of leaning awkwardly against the wall.

He applied pressure to the wound with one hand and was checking for a pulse with the other. He felt one, though it was growing weaker. John looked up at Dave and narrowed his eyes. "He's dying, Dave. What the hell has gotten into you!?"

He was still too drunk to really realize what was going on. He was struggling against Ronon, trying to get free.

John shook his head and looked back down at his friend. His face was getting more pale by the minute due to the blood loss. "Come on, Evan!" Evan's eyes slowly opened. They were only half-open, but he was conscious.

John was paying more attention to the wound as his eyes opened, so he hadn't realized he had regained consciousness until he spoke. "John? What happened?" John's head snapped up and his eyes locked with Lorne's. "Here there, buddy. There was an accident, but you're going to be okay. There's a med team on its way." Lorne nodded.

He looked up and saw Ronon restraining Dave and he remembered fighting with him. "He attacked me. Took me by surprise with that last hit."

John nodded. "I know, it's okay. Everything's going to be okay now. You just need to hang in there for me."

Lorne looked back at John. "If I don't…if I…" John shook his head. "No, nothing's going to happen to you. You're going to be fine."

Evan shook his head. "Just hear me out, John. Tell Kira I love her. Just in case." "You can tell her yourself, Evan, okay? I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

Ronon was watching as Evan was losing a lot of blood and with it his strength. He didn't think he had very much longer.

John didn't dare loosen up on the pressure on the wound. He couldn't let his friend bleed to death. "John…take care of her for me." He knew that he meant both the city and Kira. John shook his head. "You can do that yourself. Come on, you have to keep fighting. Don't you dare give up now."

Lorne smiled slightly. "Not giving up. Just…losing strength." John nodded. He looked down the hallway. "Where the hell is that med team?!" He looked back down at Evan. "Think about Kira. Think about everything you'd be leaving behind if you gave up now. You have a family here, damn it. You cannot leave us, you hear me?"

Evan didn't answer. His eyes were slowly closing. "No. Lorne! Open your eyes, damn it. Keep fighting." His eyes closed and his body went still. John felt for a pulse and found that it was slowing down significantly. And then it stopped. "No! Damn it, Evan! Don't do this!"

"Ronon, I need your help! Keep pressure on this while I start compressions."

Ronon let go of Dave. As soon as he let go of him, he passed out. Ronon didn't bother catching him. He went immediately to Lorne's side and took over applying pressure to the wound.

John moved forward and started chest compressions to get his heart beating again. After a minute, Evan stopped breathing and John had to administer full-on CPR.

He gave Evan CPR for a few minutes before the med team finally showed up. Beckett worked his way around the men. He brought the defibrillator and set it up as John continued the CPR.

"Okay, Colonel, I need you to rip open his shirt for me." John did as he was told. "Ronon, you can release pressure now." Ronon backed away from the group so that he was out of the way and watched the scene unfold. Then he had a thought as he watched what was happening. He stepped a little farther away so the group wouldn't hear him. He reached up and hit his com. "Nikki, this is Ronon. We're about to be heading to the infirmary any minute with injured. You might want to get there without the twins. Shep will need the support."

Nikki's voice came over his com. "He isn't hurt, is he?" Ronon paused. "No, he's fine. But you might want to tell Kira to meet you there. Ronon out."

He stepped back towards the group and watched as Beckett repeatedly used the defibrillator on Evan. He watched John's face to see how he was doing.

John couldn't hide his emotions behind a wall like he usually could. He was covered in Evan's blood and was watching as he died. Carson was having trouble getting his heart beating again. John didn't know what to do. He couldn't lose Evan. Evan was his second in command, his second brother, and one of his best friends. They were family.

Hell, Evan had delivered his children. John had named his son after the man. A single tear escaped and slipped down his cheek. Thankfully no one saw it, but John didn't bother to wipe it away.

Carson sat back on his heels. John looked up at him. "No. You can't stop." Carson looked up at his friend with a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry, John. I can't get his heart started. I have to call it."

"No. One more time, damn it!" Carson nodded and tried one more time to get Evan's heart started. Suddenly there was a heartbeat. It only lasted a couple of beats, but it was enough to renew Carson's faith that the man could be saved.

"I want it as high as it can go!" The nurse cranked up the electricity that was being pumped through the paddles. Carson used them once more. Evan's heart started again and stopped after a few beats. "Again!"

Carson used the paddles. And again. He used them until he could finally get Evan's heartbeat to last more than a few beats. "He's stabilizing. Quick! Let's get him on the gurney and back to the infirmary before we lose him again."

John got out of the way as they put Evan onto the gurney and raced him to the infirmary. He was about to follow, and then remembered his brother lying unconscious on the floor. Ronon looked at John. "Don't worry about him. Go. I've got him."

John looked up at Ronon and nodded. He ran after the med team and caught up with them. He followed them to the infirmary. He knew the procedure and went to the waiting room. When he got there, Nikki and Kira were there already.

As John walked in, they both looked up at him. Nikki jumped up and ran to his side. She noticed all the blood that he was covered in and the look on his face. All he could manage to do was pull her into his arms and bury his face into her shoulder.

He didn't cry, but he needed the connection right now.

They let him open up on his own and waited for him to tell them what had happened. He let go of Nikki after a few minutes and looked at her. "It's Lorne. Dave got drunk and got into a fight with Evan. Dave surprised him and knocked him out before we got there. I tried to get him to calm down, but he wouldn't have it. Then he freaked out and…he stabbed Evan. I slammed him into the wall before he could put the knife where he wanted to. He had aimed for Evan's chest, but when I slammed into him, it knocked the knife out of his hand and went into his stomach.

Ronon took Dave from me and applied pressure to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. He regained consciousness and told me…told me if anything happened to tell Kira that he loves her." He looked at Kira. "I told him he can tell you himself, but he made me tell you anyway. I kept trying to get him to keep fighting, to hold on. But then his heart stopped beating. Dave passed out and Ronon took over applying pressure for me while I did compressions. And then he stopped breathing. I did CPR for…I don't know how long before Beckett got there."

He turned around and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't know how many times I watched Beckett try to revive him. But then he stopped. He said he had to call it." Kira gasped, but John kept going. "I wouldn't let him stop. I told him he had to try one more time. And he did. And then his heart started beating. It stopped after a couple of beats, but Carson wouldn't give up. He kept trying to get it stabilized, get it beating for more than a few beats. And then, finally, it did. They got him on the gurney and took him to surgery."

They all stayed quiet as John tried desperately not to let them know just how much it had affected him. He wanted to be alone so he could wrangle in his emotions, but he didn't dare leave the waiting room in case there was news he would miss otherwise.

Nikki walked around him and saw that he had closed his eyes to try to get a handle on himself. "John, are you okay?" He opened his eyes and looked at her. She saw fear, worry, sadness, and frustration. She pulled him into her arms and held him while he tried to regain some composure. She knew it must have been hard for him to sit there and watch his friend die and then come back. She couldn't imagine what he was going through.

"Where are the twins?" "Don't worry about them, John. They're with Becca in our quarters." He nodded and held onto her tightly.

Ronon walked into the waiting room with Teyla and Rodney. Ronon hadn't cleaned the blood off his hands yet and he noticed that neither had Sheppard.

John looked up as the three entered. "Dave?" Ronon nodded. "He's fine. Isolation room with some marines." John nodded. He would go see his brother as soon as he found out if Lorne would be okay or not.

They all sat down in the chairs and waited for news on their friend. It took a couple of hours, but eventually Carson walked out of surgery. He immediately went for the waiting room, knowing there would be people there who needed answers.

He walked into the waiting room and found Rodney, Ronon, Teyla, Kira, Nikki, and John all waiting for the news. They all got up as he entered. "I have some good news. He's going to be just fine after he gets some rest. He did excellent in surgery. We gave him transfusions to help with the blood loss. I'd have to say that they only reason he's alive is because of the Colonel and Ronon. If you two hadn't kept as much pressure on the wound as you did and did CPR, I highly doubt he'd be with us right now. Let alone the fact that you, John, wouldn't let me stop defibrillating him. That alone saved his life."

John pretended he didn't hear the credit the doctor was giving him. "When can we see him?"

Carson smiled. "They're bringing him out of surgery now. You can go in when they get him settled, but he needs his rest."

They nodded and waited until the nurses got Evan settled in the infirmary before they went in to see him. He was just starting to wake up when they walked in. He looked up as Kira ran to his side and grabbed his hand. "Hey there, babe. How are you feeling?" He smiled at her. "Tired."

She smiled and nodded. "That's understandable. You went through a lot." He looked around the room at his friends who were gathered around his bed. He noticed the blood on Ronon's hands and then noticed that John was covered in even more blood. He assumed it was his by the look on John's face and the fact that John wasn't in a bed himself.

Evan met John's eye and instantly knew he was upset. He couldn't remember what had happened, but knew it had affected John in some way. Before he could say anything, John reached his hand up to his com. "Sheppard."

"Sir, Mr. Sheppard is awake and requesting to see you. He's also requesting that we undo the restraints. He seems to be sober now."

"I don't care if he seems to be sober or not. You are not to undo the restraints, that's an order. I don't care if he begs you. I'm on my way. Sheppard out." He turned around and left the infirmary without another word.

Nikki was about to go after him, but Ronon stopped her. "I'll go." She nodded and watched as Ronon jogged out of the room to catch up to Sheppard.

Nikki looked back at Evan when he started talking. "Is everything okay?" She moved closer to the bed and looked down at him. "Do you remember anything about what happened to you?"

He thought about it for a moment, but then shook his head. "No, I don't remember anything."

"Dave got drunk and the two of you got into a fight. He knocked you out before John and Ronon could get there. He had a knife and John tried to get him to calm down, but he was too drunk. When he went to stab you, John slammed him into a wall. He was able to stop it from going where Dave had aimed, but it went into your stomach. Ronon held Dave while John tried to stop the bleeding. He said you regained consciousness for a short time and was talking to him before you lost consciousness again."

Kira looked at him. "He told us that your heart stopped beating. He had Ronon apply pressure while he did compressions, and then CPR when you stopped breathing. He watched you die."

Carson nodded. "Aye, it hit the man hard. We got there as soon as we could. I don't know how many times we used the defibrillator on you, lad, but it wasn't working. I was calling it, but John wouldn't let me. He demanded that I try one more time, so I did. I didn't think it would work, but your heart started again. Only for a second, but it did. I kept trying until I got your heart stabilized and then we moved you onto a gurney and took you into surgery. The look on the Colonel's face was enough to break your heart when I couldn't get your heart started."

Evan nodded letting everything they had just told him sink in. He vaguely remembered waking up and talking to John about something. He assumed that was when he had regained consciousness.

Carson's com activated. "This is Colonel Sheppard. We need a med team in the isolation room!"

"For the love of God! What on Earth could have happened now?" He ran to get his med kit and the nurses readied the gurney. Nikki looked at him. "What's going on, Carson?"

"The Colonel just radioed in a medical emergency in the isolation room. I'm guessing something happened to Dave. Looks like he's just not having a good day."

Carson ran out of the infirmary with his med team followed by Nikki and Teyla. When they reached the isolation room, they ran in and saw Dave convulsing on the floor and John holding him, trying not to let him hurt himself. He looked up as they walked in. "I don't know what happened! We were just talking and he started to convulse."

Carson moved to his side. He ordered the med team to get him on the gurney. They strapped him down so that he wouldn't roll off and headed for the infirmary. John got up and quickly followed them. Teyla and Nikki looked at each other and then at Ronon.

Nikki walked up to him. "What happened?" He looked at her. "Just as Shep said. They were just talking. Sheppard released him from his restraints after he convinced him it was safe. A minute later, he collapsed." Nikki nodded and turned and looked at Teyla. "We better get back to the infirmary." Teyla nodded and they headed back.

Rodney, Kira, and Evan watched as the med team rushed a convulsing Dave through the infirmary on a gurney. John walked in after them and watched them roll his brother into the other room. He had had just about enough. He didn't know if he could take anything more.

His head started to spin and he sat down on the nearest chair. He put his head in his hands and just sat there, waiting for the room to stop spinning. Nikki walked in and saw John. She moved to his side.

"John, are you okay?" He just sat there, not moving. She was getting worried. "John?" "Just give me a minute. Everything's spinning at the moment."

She nodded and started to rub his back the way he did when she was upset. Evan was watching John to make sure he was okay. He was worried about his friend just as he had been worried about him not too long ago.

It took John a few minutes for his head to stop spinning. He opened his eyes and looked up at Nikki. "What the hell is going on?" She frowned and shook her head. "I don't know, John. We need to tell Elizabeth though." He nodded and reached up to hit his com.

"Dr. Weir, this is Sheppard. Please come in." "What is it, John?"

He took a deep breath. "You may want to get down to the infirmary, Elizabeth. There are some things we need to fill you in on."

SGA

Evan had fallen asleep not that long ago. The exhaustion from everything had finally won over his body. John had refused to go back to his quarters to rest until he had answers about what made his brother act out like that.

Dr. Beckett had sent everyone except John, Nikki, and Kira out of the infirmary to create some more space. Carson could see how tired the Colonel was, but he just wouldn't leave. He had told the man that if he was going to stay in the infirmary, then he would lay on one of the beds and get some rest until Dave woke up. Reluctantly, he had agreed.

There wasn't much else for him to do, so he had given in. He had chosen the bed next to Evan's to make sure he was close in case the man needed anything.

John had made Carson promise to wake him as soon as anything happened or if he got the test results back from the tests he ran on Dave.

After a few hours of sleep, Carson woke John up. He had found something curious in Dave's tests. John sat up and looked around the room. Evan was still asleep, as was Dave. Kira had fallen asleep holding Evan's hand and Nikki had passed out in a chair next to the bed John had laid on.

He looked up at Carson. "I'm guessing you got the results back since everyone else is asleep?"

"Aye, I did. I found something odd in Dave's blood. There were traces of a drug that has the same signs of being drunk without having any alcohol in the system. The drug takes anything negative on your mind and twists it, making you violent. Whoever uses the drug, has no idea what they're doing though. They can access information from their brain, such as names, locations, that sort of stuff, but they won't remember anything when the drug leaves their system."

John nodded slowly, letting that sink in. "So…then how did the drug get into his system?"

Carson sighed. "Well, that's the tricky part. Personally, I can't see your brother willingly taking a drug of this sort or any drug for that matter. My best guess is that someone drugged him."

John swung his legs off the side of the bed and stood up. He hit his com. "Sheppard to McKay and Ronon. I need you both in the infirmary as soon as possible. Sheppard out."

"We need to get to the bottom of this, Doc, before this becomes a habit." "Aye, we do. If Dave had received any higher of a dosage, he wouldn't have survived. You need to find out who is responsible. And quickly."

John nodded and waited for Rodney and Ronon to get there. Once they did, he filled them in on what was going on. "Rodney, is there any way you can tap into some camera and follow Dave's movements from earlier today?"

He nodded and grabbed his data pad. It took him a few minutes to reconfigure a few things, but he found the video from Dave's quarters. They watched as Becca made coffee, woke the kids, made breakfast, went about her day. Everyone left the quarters to go about their day. Then suddenly someone entered the room. "There! Can you get a lock on their face?"

Rodney tapped a few buttons and waited until the person turned enough towards the camera to get a look at their face. It was Lt. Gordon. "Lt. Gordon?" John wracked his brain to figure out why he would do something like that. They had watched as Gordon slipped some powder into the coffee pot and into various other items, ensuring that it would be effective.

"Rodney, can you locate him?" He nodded and exited out of the video feed. He brought up the city's sensors and configured them to track down specific people. "There. He's in his quarters."

John nodded. "Okay, McKay, you stay here and let us know if he moves." Rodney nodded and sat down on a stool. John walked over to Kira and shook her awake. She looked up at him.

"We just got a lead as to why this whole thing went down. I need you to help us bring in the bad guy." She smiled and nodded. They left the infirmary and headed to Lt. Gordon's quarters. They were halfway there when Sheppard's com activated. "Sheppard. It's McKay. He's moving."

"Where to?" There was silence for a few moments. "McKay!" "Hang on. He's going down a hallway…let me…zoom out for a wider angle…just tweak the sensors just a tad. Hah! Oh. He's heading to the mess hall!" "Understood. Sheppard out."

John looked at Ronon and Kira. "He's heading to the mess hall." He reached up and hit his com. "Becca, this is John. Please respond." After a moment, her groggy voice came over the com. "Yes, John?"

"Do not eat or drink anything in your quarters. Is that clear? Don't let the kids either. I'll explain everything later, but for your safety, get out of there." "I stayed in your quarters last night to watch the twins. The kids stayed with some friends last night. The only one in there should be Dave."

John rounded the corner into the hallway that would take them to the mess hall. "Actually, Dave is in the infirmary. I didn't want to worry you since it wasn't life threatening. He's fine. I'll explain later. Sheppard out."

They entered the mess hall and found Gordon walking over to the kitchen door. "Stop right there, Gordon!" Everyone in the mess hall froze and turned to look at the three of them. John had pulled out his side-arm and was pointing it at Gordon so he didn't run. "Turn around and put your hands up. Now."

Gordon slowly turned around and put his hands into the air. "What is this about, Colonel?"

John narrowed his eyes. "You know exactly what this is about. We saw the footage of you slipping drugs into Dave Sheppard's quarters. You drugged him and Major Lorne was almost killed because of it. Do you have anything to say about that?"

A smile split across Gordon's face. "Oh, that. That was just a little bit of fun. Well, fun and revenge, really." John's brow furrowed. "Revenge for what?"

Gordon started laughing and looked John straight in the eye. "Do you not remember the first time we met when you made my time here on Atlantis a living hell because of that whore? No one can say anything about the precious Nicole Teagan unless it's the infamous John Sheppard, right? I was just having a little bit of fun is all."

"Fun? You got into a fight with her brother because you were telling him all of the perverted things you wanted to do with her. I simply put you on suspension for two weeks for sexual harassment."

Gordon nodded. "Man, if I could do all the things I wanted to do to her…Of course, now I wouldn't because who would want your sloppy seconds? I mean…especially now after she's had two kids for crying out loud! No one wants that."

John took a step towards him. "I advise you to shut the hell up before I blast your brains all over the wall." Kira stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm. "Colonel. I want to kill him as much as you do, but we have to turn him over to the SGC."

Ronon grunted. "Nah, let's just shoot him now." John stared into Gordon's eyes. "Major, bind his hands. You and Ronon take him to the brig. I'll contact the SGC and they can come get him. Do whatever the hell they want with him."

He put his gun away and walked out of the mess hall while Kira bound his hands behind his back. He let Elizabeth know what had happened and asked her to contact the SGC. He was headed for the infirmary.

When he walked in, everyone was awake. He was still pissed from what Gordon had said. Rodney's head snapped in his direction. "You get him?" John nodded. "Kira and Ronon are taking him to the brig now. The SGC is going to send a team to come get him." Rodney nodded.

Dave looked up at John with a sad look on his face. "Can we talk, John?"

He nodded and moved over to the side of the bed. "They told me what happened…what I did. I'm still in shock, to tell you the truth. I am so sorry, John. I can't believe I said or did any of that."

John nodded and looked down at his hands. "It's okay, Dave. It's not your fault." Dave shook his head. "It might not be my fault, but it's not okay. That man, your friend, he almost died. He did die for a brief time. And that was because of me. If it hadn't have been for you, he wouldn't have survived. So…I guess what I want to say is…I'm sorry, and thank you."

John looked up at his brother. "Why are you thanking me?" "Because you saved that man's life. If you hadn't have been there, he would be dead right now because of me and I couldn't live with myself if that had happened." John and Dave just looked at each other for a few minutes.

Evan sat on the next bed over, secretly watching and listening to their exchange. He was still worried about his friend and still wanted to talk to him about what had happened.

John nodded. "You're my brother, Dave. I'll always be there to clean up your messes." Dave chuckled and nodded. "That's what happens when you're the commanding officer."

John smiled and shook his head. "Yeah, at least I'm not the commanding officer's brother. I heard that job sucks." Dave started laughing and shook his head. "It has its perks. Hey, I get free housing, education for my kids, a whole new culture, free medical help, free food. I'm just basking in the free stuff over here."

He couldn't help but laugh at his brother. They were back on a joking basis and that was good. "I'll let you rest. Someone your age needs their rest." Dave chuckled. "Laugh it up, tough guy. You're getting pretty old yourself!"

John smiled and moved away from the bed. Nikki looked up at him and smiled. "Feeling better?" He looked at her and gave her a small smile. "A little bit."

She nodded. "Good. I'm going to go check on the twins. I'll see you later?" He nodded and watched her leave. Rodney piped up. "I think I should leave too. I have some work to do. With Jennifer on Earth for a few days, I have a lot of stuff to catch up on."

John nodded and watched the man hurry out of the infirmary. He chuckled at McKay's awkwardness. "John?" He took the seat that Kira had been sitting in earlier that morning. He had a feeling that Evan wanted to talk.

"Yeah, Evan?" Evan looked down at his hands, slightly uncomfortable. "They told me what happened. How you were there through the whole thing. How you watched me die."

Evan looked up and his eyes locked with John's. "I know it wasn't easy for you. Especially by the look on your face when I came out of surgery. After some time, I remembered our conversation before…before I went unconscious."

John nodded, he didn't really know what to say. "I wanted to thank you for being there for me. Hell, you saved my life." John gave the man a small smile. "You don't have to thank me. We're family. That's what we do."

Evan smiled when John said they were family. "Family, huh?" "Well yeah. Evan, you delivered my children. I named my son after you. Hell, you're practically my second brother. You've had my six ever since I met you and I've had yours. Over the past year, we've become more than just co-workers and commanding officers. You became one of my best friends and one of the only people I feel comfortable being completely honest with. Feel honored. There's not many people that get the honor of having the closed book John Sheppard open up to them."

Evan laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't mean to bring down the testosterone level in the room or anything, but I've never had a brother I can confide in. But now I do. And I feel honored that it's you." John blushed slightly and looked down at his hands.

Carson was listening to the entire conversation from a little ways away. He was smiling at the two close-mouthed men opening up to each other.

John smiled and looked up at Lorne. "Just do me a favor." Evan nodded. "Never do that to me again." Lorne started laughing and nodded his head. "I'll do the best I can. Under one condition."

"Oh really? What's that?" "That you don't either. Trouble seems to follow both of us around like a magnet. I've got your six. You got mine?"

The smile on John's face widened and he stuck out his hand in Lorne's direction. Evan accepted it and they shook on it. "You're got yourself a deal, Evan."

Like I said before, I'll be skipping around in time with these short stories. I already have my idea for the next story. I'll do my best to get the next chapter of Triple Threat up and running here real soon. Stay tuned! Review!