AN: Ok, so it's been a while. I'm sorry! Here it is, talk to you at the end of the chapter.
Waiting
Dark. He had been surrounded by this damn blackness for who knows how long. There was just space. In all his time here, Rodney McKay had realized something. If this was heaven, he'd rather be in hell and if this was hell, it was his own personal one.
The voices. He could still hear them every now and then. It just made it worse because he didn't know what was going on. He could make some educated guesses, but it seemed pointless when he couldn't prove or disprove them.
He was so tired of the dark. It only seemed to lighten when someone was talking to him, which someone was now. Big surprise, it sounded like Major Sheppard. John had only talked to him for what seemed like hours a day.
I'm dead, or something, and he still can't stop annoying me. But while he was here, Rodney didn't mind, it was the only familiar thing he had.
In the past three months, he'd come to associate not the sarcastic, nasal voice, but the heart monitor and ventilator to his friend. Blue eyes no longer shone with joyful curiosity at the site of newly discovered Ancient toys, they didn't even open.
Beckett had had someone bring in one of the good office chairs, since Rodney as rarely alone. Even after three months, his team and others had taken turns watching over the comatose scientist, but many were starting to lose hope despite Beckett's reports that he was slowly getting better.
"Hey Rodney," Sheppard said as he sat down beside the bed of his friend. "How are you doing today?" It was silent for a moment when Sheppard realized he was actually waiting for an answer.
"He's getting better Major." Beckett said walking up and standing by Sheppard.
"Any idea on when he should wake up?" Sheppard asked, hoping for a better answer than the one he had been getting for the past three months.
"Actually yes. He's showing signs of coming out of the coma. If he keeps going the way he has been, he'll be out of the coma in the next couple of days and should at least open his eyes by the end of the week. Probably wont be anymore than openin' em and closing em, but-"
"Are you serious? He's finally waking up?"
"Aye. His brain has mostly kept him this way because his body was in bad need of healin. But now that he's mostly healed, his mind can sense the safe environment of friends and it's letting him wake up. It'll just take some time." He patted Sheppard's shoulder and left.
"Come on McKay, you need to wake up already. Zelenka's not going to last much longer in your job. Of course probably know that by how much he rants when he comes to see you. Or are you staying asleep to annoy him to no end?" Sheppard couldn't bring himself to laugh. It was too hard not to see that annoyed look on his friends face. "Ford finally got the nerve up to ask out that nurse he's been obsessing over for the past few months. Teyla's been visiting the mainland a lot more, she says everyone keeps asking about you. Hell, everyone here keeps asking about you. Beckett's restricting visitors, but I've seen Bates, Markem, Stackhouse, Grodin, and some others sneak in here. It's too quiet around here." Sheppard stopped talking after that and just sat with his friend, listening to the hiss of the ventilator and the beep of the heart monitor until he drifted off to sleep, only to woken up by Teyla the next morning to switch shifts.
AN2: Ok people, that's it for now, I know it's short but I promise it wont be as long for the next chapter, being back in college makes me need to write to keep sane, so it wont be another three months!
Ok, I need some help, I've been trying to find this SG1 fic that happened, I guess you would say before Nemesis about Daniel's appendix bursting. I love it but I can't find it again and would love it if ne one has read it and could give me the title or the author or ne thing, this has been driving me crazy. Thanks and please REVIEW!