Life Part 11

Author: JeepNY

Category: Angst/Drama

Disclaimer: I don't own SGA, but Lienna is mine. I think this is finally wrapping itself up  Which can be a good thing, so I can work on the other story I started.

"Are you going to teach me Doc?"

"A thing or to, you know I do know more then how to patch you up son."

"Never said you didn't…ow that hurts will you stop that already?"

"No I will not, I need to make sure everything is healing correctly."

"OW! Not by doing that you won't."

"Stop being a baby about this."

"Stop poking me."

"You know, you have to learn to stop complaining, and listen to what others are really saying and doing."

"Is that a double meaning I hear Doc?"

"Take it anyway you want Colonel. But watch what you say and treat Elizabeth from here on out."

"A treat Doc, I am hurt…OWWW!"

"She was doing so much better and then she came back to this chaos."

"Hey I was doing a good job."

"A good job of working yourself to death, and running the city into the ground. My opinion Colonel, you should have never went off world. You should have delegated your duties, I do know that Elizabeth put Dr. McKay in charge of helping you, and yet you just brushed him off."

Colonel Sheppard looked at him out of the corner of his eye as he continued to poke around, this time swallowing his remarks. He knew he was right, but like everyone else, apparently, on this base, to stubborn to admit anything.

"I can see I am right, with your silence and all. You know I am not putting you back on active duty until you talk with Kate, and clear up things with Elizabeth."

"Things are…."

"No they are not Colonel. Do you know what she did on the mainland?"

Sheppard just looked at him blankly, no he did not know because he did not want to know. And that was a mistake because he worried about her every second of every day and night. He wanted to know desperately what she was doing, how she was doing.

"Well she sent the first few days not eating or sleeping, sitting by the edge of the lake, and just watching. Then the next day, after my rather long conservation with some of the tons people to keep an eye on her, they taught her how to meditate." Carson looked down and shook his head, "Son, when you returned, she spent every second here, talking with you, crying over you, holding your hand, pleading."

"I didn't know."

"No of course not."

"When can I get out of here?"

"Not for a while, you have internal bleeding, that we managed to stop, a few broken ribs, the list goes on."

"Do you think she will be back?"

"I hope so son."

"Can you page her for me?"

"I think she needs some time."

"Yeah…"

"I think you do to. Get some rest and maybe when you wake up, I will see what I can do."

"But Doc….yawn I am not tired."

"You will be. Rest Colonel Sheppard." With that he dimmed the lights and closed the curtain.

Well if that was not a sign that our talk was over, John thought to himself as he promptly fell asleep.

Carson waited until he was asleep before dumping the empty needle into the disposable bin and walked out the door. He was in search of Elizabeth, needing to know how she was doing after this.

Hoping she would not need another vacation of sorts after this, because if she did, he thought it would break Colonel Sheppard in two.

He could tell by the time he gave the injection, John was already feeling responsible for everything that had happened. He was a great leader, he was a great friend, comrade, knew how to take of things when they needed to be.

This time though, was not one of his better moments, and he was going to make himself pay for a long time.

Sighing he reached Elizabeth's office. Noticing she was reading or pretending to read some sort of report at her desk he quietly walked in.

"Elizabeth, how are you doing lass?"

Quickly looking up at him, "What are you doing here Carson?"

"Checking up on you. Is everything alright?"

"How is our patient?"

"He is awake, and doing well, but I am not here to talk about him."

"I know."

She stood up to quickly, and the motion made her grab onto her desk for support. Carson went right to her side.

"Come on Elizabeth, let's get you to the infirmary, I want to look over you."

"No Carson, I can't go in there."

With that she fainted and fell into Carson's arms, saving her from a knock on the corner of her desk.

"Dr. Beckett here, I need a medical team to Dr. Weir's office right away."

As they raced back to the infirmary, she had not awoken, and neither did Colonel Sheppard. Carson was glad at that moment that he gave him a big enough dose that he would most likely sleep through the night.

As they went to work on monitoring Elizabeth and trying to figure out what went wrong, the night crawled on.

Elizabeth had worried and worked herself into such a state where she fainted from a mix of exhaustion and anxiety.

As the tests were completed and Carson was hooking up Elizabeth's IV Sheppard started to stir in the bed next to hers.

'Damn, I thought I would have more time.' Carson thought to himself as he returned to his duties with Elizabeth.

"Doc?"

Carson ignored him.

"Doc," Sheppard tried to sit up a bit more, "Argh, what did you give me?"

"Nothing strong enough obviously." He whispered and turned around, trying to block the view of the person in that bed.

It was no use though.

"What happened to Elizabeth? Why is she here?"

"Nothing to concern yourself over Colonel."

"Nothing….ow…to concern myself over Doc?"

"Yes, that's what I said Colonel, now lie back down before I give you a larger dose of that stuff I gave you before."

"Is she going to be okay Doc?"

"I hope so Colonel."

"Did I do this as well? Was this my fault?"

Carson signed and turned back around.

"Lad, none of this is really your fault. The both of you don't communicate very well when it comes to…."

"I get it Doc."

"You bottle things up, and then they just explode after to long. Like what happened when she was on the mainland. I think people are actually more scared of you now then they were before."

"Yeah...I had a feeling."

"She will be fine, a little rest, and hydration will do you both a lot of good."

"I have to look after a few other patients, if you need anything…"

"Yeah I know the drill Doc."

"And Doc, thank you."

Once Carson was gone, he looked over at Elizabeth who looked like she was peacefully sleeping in the bed next to him.

'God what have I done to you?' he asks himself, 'I am so sorry Elizabeth.'

"I am sorry." He whispered.