A/N: Weeeeee the muses gave into temptation… well more likely I grabbed them by the hair and dragged them with me. I have the next ficlet almost finished and I might post it in the next couple of days. This is the ending of this particular story, but there are other topics I haven't touched… plenty more to write and hopefully it will find it's way here. Just as a note, this is the kind of H/C that I suck at, still I wanted to give it a shot.

Also, my beta is currently MIA, sorry for all the horrors.

Enjoy!

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Music

The music was faint and very far away. It reminded her of the little music box she kept by her bedside table. Elizabeth usually used it as a way to lull her mind into sleep. Now it was acting as a beacon, which brought her closer to awareness.

The music stopped and for a long time, it was replaced with by silence and the constant beeping of a machine. Sometimes whispers were all around her, and then the music started again. It comforted Elizabeth, because it reminded her that she was not alone, that someone wanted her to awake once again.

When she finally opened her eyes, Elizabeth found that she was in the infirmary. The lights were down and John Sheppard was sitting by her bed, his head going back and forth as he unconsciously fought back sleep.

Elizabeth's eyes moved to look at her surroundings, Ronon was sleeping on the bed next to her and on the table in between was her little silver music box.

"Hey, you're finally awake!"

Elizabeth heard John's voice and she turned to look at him. That's when she noticed the scratches on his face and the bandage on his right arm. He stood up and called Carson who promptly walked out of his office.

"How are you feeling?" Carson asked as he stopped besides her and started doing his routine check up.

Elizabeth thought about it, her body felt a bit numb, then she finally noticed the cast on her arm. "What happened?" She asked as confusion settled on her.

John moved in to answer. "That thing we wanted to show you, well we thought it was an Ancient entertainment device, but it was actually a trap. From what Rodney gathered after the accident, that thing was meant to knock people out, but after ten thousand years of being untouched something went wrong."

Elizabeth was aware of Carson moving around her. "You haven't answered my question, love. How are you feeling?"

She actually felt sore and sleepy, but nothing to be overly concerned. " Like the world just fell on top of my head."

John and Carson smiled. "That's because of the concussion you suffered when you hit the wall." Carson explained.

Elizabeth looked around and noticed that Ronon was no longer sleeping. Then seeing the small bandage on his face made her realize that they were all hit as well. "Are you all ok? Where's Rodney?"

Carson placed a hand on her shoulder. "He's working on what's left of the device and don't worry, no one was badly hurt. Colonel Sheppard had some lacerations on his arm and forehead…"

"I fell on glass." John cut Carson off.

"That's right, Ronon was just bruised up and Rodney broke a finger, they will be fine and so will you. Now, get some rest, is very late. Later if you're hungry I'll bring you something to eat. Okay?"

Elizabeth just nodded and one by one they walked out of the infirmary. Carson returned to his office and Ronon stopped at the end of her bed, "I found the device."

Elizabeth frowned. "Do you think I'm looking to point fingers, Ronon? It was an accident, it was nobody's fault."

Ronon shrugged. "I just wanted to let you know that," then he walked out of the infirmary.

Elizabeth shook her head slightly and then sleep took over her.

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Her music box was on once again, this time the soft melody was getting slower by the second, then it ended in mid-note. A voice took her closer to awareness.

"I'm so glad nothing horrible happened. I mean, you getting into the infirmary it is horrible and getting broken bones and concussions is horrible. Just the pain of the first few days… what I'm trying to say is that I'm so happy that you will still be here to scream at me because of it, I feel this was all my fault."

That last comment made Elizabeth open her eyes, now she understood Ronon's comment. Ronon knew that Rodney feared that he was going to get blamed for it, in the end the whole thing was resumed into friends helping each other without one of them knowing.

Rodney sat on the chair John previously occupied. The lights were still off but there was light outside the windows, it was already morning. Rodney was just staring at his broken hand.

"It was not your fault Rodney." Elizabeth said softly.

Rodney looked up startled. "Wha… oh, sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

Elizabeth moved on the bed so she could face Rodney. "Rodney, that was not your fault."

Rodney remained silent. Elizabeth kept her stare firm on Rodney. " If it was, don't you think I would be the first one to let you know?"

"I made you go down there." Rodney replied

"And I could have stayed in my office and ignore you guys."

There was silence, he wanted the guilt trip, and so Elizabeth lay back on her bed, getting as comfortable as she could. "Ok, it is your fault, now your punishment will be to spend a day off and watch a movie with me and whoever wants to join us… my choosing."

Elizabeth saw on his face that he knew what she was doing. And the little smirk told her that he was grateful. "Your choosing?" He asked, "are you torturing me with a chick flick?"

An evil smirk appeared on her mouth. "Maybe…"

Rodney shook his head and stood up to leave. "I have to return to the lab, hopefully the idiots down there haven't blown up yet."

Elizabeth nodded; when it came to Rodney's lab it was better no to say anything. But before he left, she remembered something. "Thank you Rodney… for the music box."

Rodney moved uncomfortably. "I'm sorry I got into your room, I just thought that if you owned it, you might like to hear it… even if you were unconscious."

"I'm grateful for the thought Rodney."

Rodney moved towards the table, picked up the little music box, turned the screw a few times and opened it. He returned it to the table and walked out of the infirmary.

But while he was still on earshot, Elizabeth said, "See you on movie night."

Rodney stopped for a moment, and then kept on walking. Elizabeth smiled and settled on her bed, the music was so soothing that she forgot about pains, hunger and everything else as she fell asleep once again.