Ch7
a/n Tests and more tests! ARG! Sorry for the short chapters and the long waiting periods!
A thorough sweep of the building confirmed that McKay and Beckett had indeed disappeared. Weir rang the high alert alarms, and armed officers flooded the hallways.
I wish John was here.
Elizabeth nodded at Ford as she passed him, heading toward her office.
"Wait! Doctor Weir!" He called out.
"Yes?"
He handed her a crisp piece of white paper.
"I went by the Major's to see if he was really gone...You, know I can hardly believe this whole thing...But it's his resignation."
Wearily, Weir read it.
Ok...So, I'm outta here...Prbly hitting the breakers as you read this. This isn't really a resignation letter-it's an alert me once I'm off death row type of thing. And if ANYTHING happens, let me know, ok? You know where to find me. I'm bunking with Jinto's crowd. I imagine they'll keep me busy for a while...But I will get bored soon...Ya' know, when not getting shot at for a while, life gets dull. So be safe. Be armed to the teeth. And lock your door Weir, ok? Stick with Ford-Yeah I trust him. I'll end it here because the security detail is approaching and I-ah- "gotta run". –John
PS. I'm enjoying the puddle jumper-thanks for the company car.
Despite their predicament, she smiled and Ford joined in with the laughter.
But their laughter was cut short as she opened her office door.
"Get John back," She whispered coarsely.
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