AN: Well, here we go again, yay. What can I say, this is going to be a short chapter again (not like the 1st chapter though that was done for a reason) but it has some information in it. You also get to meet Carson's little girl (the little princess). And to respond to some people, would I screw with people brains and lead you on a merry chase only to give you something you don't expect, the answer maybe. Oh and I don't mind people rambling, I ramble on occasion.
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John was wheeling himself around the hospital wing. There was a lot of different people running around but there was still some familiar faces running around. He wheeled himself carefully back to his room and when he got back to the room, he noticed that Carson was waiting there for him along with a little blond hair girl.
"Hey, doc. What's the problem?" John looked at Carson carefully.
"Nothing, lad, just the fact you're going to be late for physical therapy if ya don't hurry. I thought you might have wanted to hear that. Oh and if ya are wondering who this is. This is my little girl, Mary. Mary, do you want to say hi to Mr. Sheppard?"
Mary nodded her head, "Hi, Mr. Sheppard. My name is Mary Laura Beckett."
"Well, it is nice to meet you, Mary Laura Beckett," John replied back. As John replied back to Mary, Carson grabbed the hand bars on the back of the chair and started to roll John over to his physical therapy. "So Miss Mary how old are you?"
Mary looked are her hands and started to count and then looked gleefully at him and put her hand up with all of her fingers up on that hand. "Five"
"Five, wow, that is a wonderful age," John mused at the age.
John was soon at the physical therapy spot and Carson and his little daughter soon departed John for greater and better things. As Carson and Mary were walking down the hall to the office where Carson would help Mary learn her flashcards. Mary looked at her dad and stated.
"Mr. Sheppard has the same color eyes as James does."
Carson looked at his daughter and nodded.
"I know, my dear, I know."
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John returned from the physical therapy to his comfortable hospital room. When am I ever going to get out of here? When John had entered his room, he noticed that Rodney was there.
"Hey, Rodney, long time no see," John said tiredly.
"I know, long day at physical therapy, I know. I just wanted to come down and visit with you. To see how you are doing?"
"I'm doing fine. Just itching to get out of here though," John replied tiredly.
"You always want to get out here. But from what I hear from Carson, you won't have to wait too long to get out of here and back into some quarters of your own."
"Yay," John replied sarcastically.
"Hey, what is with the attitude? Thought you would be glad to be getting out of here."
"I am. I just don't know what I will do when I get out of here."
"You figure something out. If you have trouble, we always help you with stuff. Don't ask why we would do something like this for you. You're our friend and we would do anything to help our friends out."
"Yeah, I figure."
"Besides, how could we ever give you back what you have given us?" Rodney stated as he turned around to leave.
John looked at Rodney in a confused manner.
Rodney just looked back at him and said "You should probably go get some sleep. Its going to be a long day tomorrow."
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So what is going to go on tomorrow that is so special for John? Tune in to find out. I promise that secrets will come out and will be told eventually.