A/N: While this WAS a one-shot drabble, it just begged for a second chapter. SO…staying within the rules, here's chapter two, also 181 words. Just 'cause angw asked.
As Carson and his team left the jumper bay with the once-again living Major Sheppard, Rodney realized that Elizabeth had yet to exit the ship. Curiosity, along with some unfinished business, caused him to reenter the puddlejumper. There, he found her still sitting where she'd sunk on the bench when Sheppard's heart had started beating again.
He sat gently beside her, turning his head enough to see her out of the corner of his eye. "He IS gonna be okay, Elizabeth."
"I know," she replied dully.
"Carson is the best. He knows what he's doing."
"I know." The same monotone.
"Elizabeth. He's fine. We're all fine." Here, he smiled gently. "I came back. I follow orders."
At that, she turned to face him fully. "Yes, you did, and yes, you do." To Rodney's shock, and then delight, she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "Just…don't cut it so close next time, understood?"
Rodney smiled, then settled back against the seat, his arm around her shoulder as her head came to rest on his shoulder. "Yes, ma'am."