Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis is not mine. The characters are not mine. This is a non-profit story.
I never thought I would be doing this. Helplessly sitting here and just watching. I'm just watching the slow, labored rise and fall of your chest. I'm holding your hand tight. It's startling how strange this is. Me watching you die. I always thought that you would be the one watching me die. I wish I was the one who was dying. Just so you could live a little longer. You know I love you. You've known for many months. That's a good thing. It's been wonderful these past 6 months with you.
I can't stop looking at you. I guess it's partly from your beauty. And I guess that it's partly because I'm afraid that you will die the minute I look away. Your going to leave anyways, so I guess it's stupid. I always admired your beauty and your strength. The fact that you could stare down death and not be afraid. I also adore your intelligence. Do you remember the time when the ascended creature was stuck here in Atlantis? And it was your idea to take a big enough energy source, and send it though the gate so the creature would leave. Even though it needed a bit more tweaking, and we got into kind of a bind, it still worked.
Dr. Beckett said that you're not getting any better. That the fever is slowly causing your body to shut down. I can't stop shaking. It's like I'm cold, but I know that I'm not. Even if I was cold, your fever should have been able to warm me up in an instant, considering I'm still holding your hand. I know that the reason I'm shaking is because I'm scared. I'm rarely ever scared. Even less common for me to show it. But I was wrong. I'm not scared. I'm petrified. I'm petrified of you dying. Of living the rest of my life without you. Of walking around and seeing couples together, in love, and not having you there with me. Of going through the gate, and not seeing your smiling face there too. And now I'm here, with silent tears creeping down my face as I watch you die. Everyone is standing around your bed with me. They are feeling the grief too. We are a family, you and me more so. From the moment I saw you I felt something. When I looked into your eyes for the first time, I realized it was love. And I always will love you, until the day I take my last breath. I'm staring at the heart monitor, and all of a sudden, the line went flat and the high pitched beeping noise reaches my ears. For a moment, I think that it's my heart too, but know it's just my imagination. I lean forward, putting my head on yours, a common gesture between us. I still have your hand in mine as I whisper "I love you Teyla"
The end.
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