Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis
Note: I wrote this in English, I shouldn't have been writing it, I should have been doing my original writing story for my coursework, but I lost my muse and found the one that inspires me to write John/Liz. Enjoy.
Run Away
She ran. She ran through the outskirts of the city. Away from everything. Away from the responsibility she endured everyday. Away from the people who depended on her. Their lives in her hands. Their blood on her hands. She hated that.
She kept on running, past the pier. Normally she'd stop. She couldn't today. She was running away. She thought about the people in the city then looked at her watch. 6am. Only a few people would be awake. Maybe John would be awake. Usually she'd go and see him on her run, he'd usually come with her, but not today. Today was her solitude.
She ran along the waterside. Thinking, always thinking. Always worrying. They never said it'd be this difficult.
She stopped, briefly, and looked over at the deep clear water; it was empty, like her heart. Like the feeling that had crowded her everyday of her life.
She closed her eyes; the wind gently blew around her brown hair. She opened her green eyes. Tears piercing them, causing the water to reflect her surroundings, to show her feelings.
It made her think of the team they'd just lost. Simple meet and greet, or so they thought. Two words. The Wraith.
Four of her best people dead. She pushed back her tears and carried on running. Her steps in time with her heartbeat. She sighed as she passed the corridors which led to John's quarters. She didn't stop, she couldn't afford too.
She kept on running. One day it would end, one day she'd be able to run away from Dr Weir. However, the time wasn't now. She stopped. Breathing deeply. Heavily. One day she'd leave.
She turned round and headed back towards the main part of Atlantis. Back to her responsibility. Back to being Dr Weir.
One day she'd be Liz, but not today.
Fin…
I know crap, but I was really cold in English and when I'm cold my brain doesn't function properly. That's a good excuse. I'll say that next time I fail a test.