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It has been at least half a year since he last went with her to an NA meeting. But there he is at her door. "I was not expecting you," she says.
"Yeah, well...thought that maybe you'd want some support."
"That is the purpose of going to the meeting."
"Okay," he says, "maybe I just wanted to spend some time with a friend."
They leave it at that until afterwards. John had insisted on driving and he also insisted on taking her to dinner after. "You can ask," she says.
"About what?"
She smiles, "You want to ask about how things are at the precinct, do you not?"
"That transparent?"
"Things are going well," she says. Which is the truth. It had been difficult at first. The aftermath of Michael's betrayal had left a dent, and not just in moral. "Weir and Bates were questioned by Internal Affairs," she adds, "and no, not by Woolsey."
"And?"
"Bates is gone."
"Wow," he clears his throat, "Can't say that I'm disappointed about that."
"And you?" she asks. "How are you managing working for Dave?"
"Fine," John taps his fork against his plate and then sets it down. "Okay, so I hate it."
She is not surprised to hear it. "Why your father's company, John. There are many paths you could have chosen."
He snorts, "Yeah, like I'm going to get hired after getting kicked out of three different districts."
"You were not 'kicked' out."
"No, but it would have come down to that." He swallows. "My father isn't doing so well. It was the right thing to do."
If there is one thing that Teyla was always certain of when it came to John Sheppard, it was his strict avoidance of ever mentioning his family. "I am sorry to hear that."
"Anyways, Rodney tells me that you got promoted. Congratulations on making detective."