Chapter 19:It's All About The Plan

Lorne watched as the stunner blast maneuvered around Alexa and into Edana. Did Lexa just? No, not possible. He had seen it with his own eyes, but couldn't believe it. He was still on the floor next to Lexa's body and as Colonel Sheppard radioed McKay he looked down at her. "Oh no." There was a hole through Alexa'a shoulder and it was bleeding profusely. He quickly put pressure on the wound, "Colonel, get Beckett down here now!" Sheppard looked over and quickly obliged. Lexa quickly spun around and asked what was going on. "Uh, do you not see this? You mind getting back in here," Lorne pressured.

Lexa noticed her serious wound and realized how much it was going to hurt, "Um, I'm not sure I want to."

"Lexa!" Lorne was getting annoyed.

"Oh all right." Lexa walked over and laid down into her body. A moment later her eyes flew open, accompanied by a scream of pain. "Dear god! This hurts more than getting shot!" She clenched her teeth in pain.

"Just try and relax, Beckett's on his way." As Lorne spoke, Beckett and two aids with a gurney flew around the corner. "See, no worries. Alright, let's get you up." Colonel Sheppard lended a hand as the two of them got Lexa to her feet and up onto the gurney.

Before they wheeled her away Lexa asked Colonel Sheppard what his plans were for Edana. "Well, we're gonna put her back into the urn, and put it back where we found it," Sheppard said sharply.

Lexa breathed heavily as pain shot through her shoulder, "Could you hold off on putting it back sir, I might have another idea."

Beckett cut off the conversation, "Well, that's going to have to wait, we need to get you into surgery." As they took off with Alexa, McKay came around corner with the urn. He went over to Eana and opened it. In just a few seconds Edana was sucked up into the urn. "Ok, now let's get rid of this thing," McKay urged.

"Eh, we gotta hold off on that. Apparently Madison has another plan," Sheppard informed him.

As Lexa came out of surgery, Carson informed Lorne of the damage. "We had to completely repair her rotator cuff and she's lost a lot of blood." At the mention of blood, Lorne looked down at his uniform. "She's not going to be awake for quite some time. Why don't you go get cleaned up and I'll keep an eye on her."

Lorne was hesitant, but then accepted the Doctor's offer. "Right. Thanks Doc." Before leaving, Lorne went over to Alexa and kissed her forehead, "I'll be fast, I promise."

After showering and grabbing a bite to eat Lorne entered the Infirmary wearing civvies. Also being under Doctor's Supervision, Beckett changed his bandages and insisted he lie down and get some rest as well. As the hours passed he fell asleep and dreamed of a day he had planned for forever and wished was in their near future.

At about 0600 Alexa began to wake up. She looked at her arm in a sling, shoulder bandaged. Well, at least it's still there, that's a plus. She turned her head and saw Marc sleeping in the adjacent bed. A tired Carson noticed one of his patients awake and strolled over. "You want me to wake him?" Lexa smiled and shook her head. "How are you doing? Feeling any pain?"

Lexa spoke softly, "No Doc, I'm alright. But um, I could go for some waffles. I never made it to the Mess last night."

Carson chuckled lightly, "I think that could be arranged. You rest, I'll see what I can do."

About 15 minutes later, just as Lorne was waking up, Sheppard, Ronan, Teyla, McKay, and Weir all entered. By this time Lexa was wide awake. "Wow, it's a regular ol' party in here."

Sheppard smiled. "Yep, and we even brought food." He handed them both a plate of breakfast.

"Yes! You gotta love pancakes with syrup traps!" Lexa grinned. "Um, minor set back. I've only got one arm."

Being the best boyfriend in the world Lorne cut up her waffles. "You're awfully chipper."

"Well, Beckett's got me on some good stuff. Oh, Colonel, about what to do with Edana. Um, well I was thinking…" Lexa explained her idea to the group. Even after all Edana had done to them she couldn't just leave her trapped in the urn for all eternity. She just wanted to live, and Lexa had an idea. But she insisted she be part of the mission, and under Beckett's order she was on bed rest for a week, so it had to wait.

With a wound as serious as Alexa's and their ability to now dial Earth, any other person would have sent back for recovery, but with Alexa's stubbornness and her want to go on the mission she stayed in Atlantis. Her wound was also serious enough for her to be considered for a medical-discharge, she would be going through a few weeks of therapy when she returned to Earth, but ultimately it was up to her. After a few days she finally convinced Beckett to allow her to go up to the control room to have a video conference with General O'Neill, but she had to go in a wheel chair which irritated her beyond belief. She insisted the conference be private, so Weir kindly gave over her office.

"Hey kid how ya doin'?" Ah, good ol' Jack.

"Uh, well, let's see, there's a hole in my shoulder, I'm in a wheel chair, the whole senior staff knows about Marc and I. Other than these great pain killers Beckett's got me on, I'm not doin' so well," Lexa explained cynically.

"They got you, in a wheel chair? I thought I'd never see the day. Um, the whole shoulder fiasco, might not be such a bad thing. I believe it could help you out with the against-Regs-relationship thing." Jack was in an awfully good mood.

"Ok, seeing as how that's the reason you wanted me here, I know you've got something up your sleeve, so I'm listening," Lexa waited for some good news.

"Well, if you take the medical discharge, then your relationship won't be against Regs." Lexa went to speak. "Ent, I'm not done. Ok, now I know that means he'd be there and you'd be here, so that wouldn't be such a great plan, but, you can read Ancient, you're good with your hands, and I've heard about this little power you seem to have picked up there. So, I've talked to a few people, and after your recovery, it looks like you'd be able to go back." Lexa brightened. "Don't thank me just yet, nothings final. We still have to see if your discharge goes through, that is, if that's what you want?"

"Hello! Yes! Oh my god Jack, I can't believe you're serious," Lexa beamed with glee.

"Yes, totally serious. Oh, and I'll be accepting payment in the form of chocolate, beer, Simpson's on DVD, hugs, you know, the usual."

"Yeah, you can have all that and more." Tears began to fall down her cheeks, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it. I love ya kid. Well I gotta get back to work, which at the present moment involves working on my basketball skills with some paper and a trash can. I'll pick you up at the SGC in a few days, see ya then!" Jack waved as the transmission cut out.