John strolled through the city just going anyway and everyway not caring if he got lost. He soon made it down a corridor which he has never been down. He studied the texture on the walls not wanting to forget any of it, imprinting it in his mind forever, or what's left of forever for him. He soon made it to the end of the corridor which led to a door. He opened the door with his mind, the ancient gene coming in handy once again ironically the same ancient gene that betrayed him. The thing that will end his life the anger started to rise in him again at the thought but was instantly replaced by surprise and awe as the door opened to a peer and he looked over the vast view.
He stepped out of the door way into the sea breeze. He felt the rush of the wind on his skin and through his hair. He smelt the sea for what it was and he loved it he always has ever since the first day he set foot on Atlantis. But soon he would have to say goodbye to it all. He walked the long walk all the way to the end of the peer and stood there and looked out at the vast ocean.
"Don't you think it's a little chilly to be standing outside on the edge of a peer?" A voice asked but this voice was way to familiar for it to be here on Atlantis. John turned to look over his shoulder and sure enough, Dave his brother walked up next to him.
"I'd ask the same to you." John said looking back out over the ocean. Dave laughed a little then looked out at the sea himself.
"Just showed up today I have to say I can understand why you didn't want to visit all these years." Dave said looking around him at all of Atlantis.
"Yeah she is a real beauty isn't she." John said but his eye's not wavering from the ocean view.
"I'm pretty sure dad is proud of you." Dave said John just gave a humph. "Well I'm going to head in, come in whenever you like." Dave said and left back through the door only to disappear into the darkness of the hallway.
"Your brother is right you know, I am proud of you." Another voice said. Now John knew for sure he was hallucinating for the voice belonged to non other then his father Patrick Sheppard. John then felt a hand on his shoulder it felt so real.
"How are you here?" John asked.
"Through your mind, come on John I thought you were smarter then that. With tumor comes hallucinations, not to mention headaches." Patrick said.
"So your not really here?" John asked now looking downwards to the ocean right below him and watched as the waves hit the side of the peer.
"Heck no, boy I'm dead I thought you went to my funeral?" Patrick said tapping John on the back of the head.
"Well you never can tell in this galaxy." John said rubbing the spot were he was hit. "But if you weren't really here why can I feel you?" John asked.
"Because its all in your head boy, whatever your brain wants you to feel you'll feel and whatever your brain wants you to see you'll see." Patrick said.
"So I'm playing mind games with myself?" John asked now thoroughly confused.
"Ugh John, obviously the thought of dieing and dealing with it, was just to hard for you to handle so your mind conjured up something's to help you through." Patrick said John just nodded in understanding and kept his eye's at sea. "Better get inside before you catch a cold along with that tumor of yours." Patrick said and patted John on the back and walked back towards the door and disappeared into the hallways darkness as well. John stood there a while longer just looking then looked down at his feet.
"Yeah…right." He said quietly and then headed back to the door himself.
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