Yes
Author's note: Spoilers for the Siege (minor)
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
He hates it when she backs away, her eyes full of fear as she looks at what he as become. He hates it when she talks to his friends, they whisper and the glance at him, as if he were a child who needed protecting.
They keep him in the loop, telling him about things they did, how they did it, and what funny stunt someone tried to pull, but he still sees it. He sees the sympathy as they look at him, he hears the pity when they speak to him, and he hates it beyond doubt. The only thing worse then facing what happened to him was reliving it every day in the people around him.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
He hates sitting down and watching while the others went off world, and he despised it when Elizabeth went off world without him there to protect her.
There are some days were his hands stray to the pistol he keeps in his draw, a day where he picks it up and considers ending it all. Those days where he has rehab and spends hours learning how to walk all over again.
Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But im just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry cmon lets try
But when Elizabeth comes to him, when he holds her in his arms, and when he kisses her, he knows everything will be alright. One day he will walk again. One day he'll take her on mission through the gate, he'll protect her. But for now, as he watches her sleep soundly in his arms, he decides,
He'll take it one day at a time.
As his eyes close and he drifts off to sleep, the last thing he remembers is the little felt box in his draw, housing the little gold ring he was going to give Elizabeth tomorrow. He knows the answer to all his problems is right in front of him. Her love would be his anchor.
Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
As John grinned, almost two years later, taking Elizabeth into his arms and swinging her around, his wheelchair long forgotten, his kissed her, and he was glad, that day many years ago, she said yes.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah
Fin
