Disclaimer: Don't own Stargate Atlantis are anything or anyone to do with it.
Note: Thanks to everybody who reviewed the first chapter, It's took me a while too update because I've been back a school. Here's the second chapter.
What John saw first was the blood, a dark red mess on the floor over Elizabeth. John felt sick. He rushed over to Elizabeth's body. Her face was ghost white and her body was cold. He thought sure he had lost her. He gently moved her hair away from her neck and check for a pulse.
There was a pulse, faint but it was still there.
John ran into the control room and patched himself through to the infirmary.
"Hello" The Scottish doctor answered.
"Beckett, I need you in Weir's office, now!"
John ran back to Elizabeth's body and placed his jacket over the wound to try stop the bleeding. He rocked her gently back and forth in his arms.
"Liz, you're gonna be okay, fight this."
"John..." It was faint, not even loud enough to be heard.
They stayed like that another minute until Dr Beckett and his team rushed in the office.
"Good God."
Beckett rushed to Elizabeth's side and pushed John back so he could get a better look at her wound.
"It looks like a stab wound, possibly ruptured her lung. We need to get her too the infirmary.
Dr Beckett and the team rushed to stabilise Elizabeth enough to be moved.
"Major, I'll need you to carry her down the stairs."
John quickly moved to Elizabeth and gently moved her into his arms. He and the medical team rushed to the bottom of the stairs and placed her on the stretcher. The team rushed her to the infirmary.
John was left stood there watching as his friend was left fighting for her life.
TBC...
What do you think??
I will try to update tomorrow.