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So here it is. Chapter 6. It might be a few days before I update again because I have a lot of stuff to think about in my story. I don't want to rush it and do a crappy job on it.
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Teyla gasped at the sight that lay before them. He was pale and motionless and he had blood smeared on his cheek from what looked like where he tried to wipe it off. His skin was pale and clammy looking with sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Oh no." Beckett said as he knelt down beside him. "What happened to him?"
"That device that McKay had was turned on again." Teyla said just before turning around. She couldn't bear to look at him any more. Beckett first checked his pulse and breathing. She heard Beckett sigh.
"Is he okay?" Teyla asked not daring to turn around.
"He's unconscious but I think he'll be fine." Beckett said.
"Good." Teyla said just before walking out. She couldn't be there any longer. She couldn't bear to look at John like that any more. Whatever was happening to him was probably scaring her more than it was him because she was always the one there when it happened and she didn't know what to do to help him. She leaned against the wall and fought to keep herself from crying again. She was about to walk away when the door opened and Beckett walked out.
"Teyla, are you okay?" Beckett asked with a concerned look on his face. He had never seen her act this way the entire time he knew her.
She nodded but kept her mouth shut for fear that the tone of her voice would tell him how upset she really was. "He's awake now it you want to see him."
"No……not right now." Teyla said. "I will visit him in the infirmary later on." She said. Beckett nodded and walked back out onto the balcony. Teyla let out a sigh of relief and then strode off towards her room.
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"Are you sure you checked there?" Weir said.
"Yes……for the tenth time, I checked there." McKay said in an irritated tone that Weir heard so often. "I told you that I put it right over there on the table and now it's missing."
"Are you trying to tell me that it was stolen?" Weir asked in a horrified tone.
"Yes……..that's exactly what I am trying to tell you." McKay said in and elevated voice. He took the stack of papers and file folders and slammed them down on the table. "We are in serious trouble."
"Okay Rodney………backtrack your steps." Weir said refusing to believe that someone from the Atlantis expedition stole a dangerous artifact that they knew absolutely nothing about besides that it causes pain to the one person they didn't need to be injured.
"Elizabeth…….will you please just listen to me!" McKay said in the same elevated, irritated tone.
"Okay….okay." Weir said. "Just…….."
"Dr. Weir?" She heard Beckett's voice on her radio.
"Dr. Beckett……did you find Colonel Sheppard yet?" Weir asked as she walked towards the door.
"Yes I did." He said. "Actually, Teyla came and got me. I think that someone activated that x-ray device that McKay had. He's exhibiting the same symptoms as he did before."
"The device was stolen." Weir said as she walked out the door and started down the hall.
"Who would steal something like that?" Beckett asked with a puzzled tone in his voice. "Unless someone has something against the Colonel, I don't see how something like that would be of any interest to anyone."
"That's what we are going to find out." Weir said. "I'll tell you when we figure something out." She took her radio off her ear so it wouldn't disturb her train of thought while she walked to her office.
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Teyla went strait to her room after leaving the balcony. She needed to have time alone to think. Once she got inside her room, she sat down on her bed and wrapped her arms around her pillow. All the events of the day ran through her head as she tried to make sense of all of it. She didn't know what was happening to John. All she knew was that it was painful for him.
She was so shaken up by what had happened that her heart was pounding like it wanted to escape from her chest. She layed back on her bed and closed her eyes so she could relax herself. She was exhausted and needed the sleep more than anything.
After about 20 minutes of laying there with her eyes closed, she let the darkness take over and she drifted off into much needed sleep.
"John…..john, please wake up." She said after she knelt down beside him as he layed there unconscious on the floor of the balcony. "Please, don't do this to me……..wake up!" She couldn't get him to wake up. She checked his pulse. There was nothing. She was doing it right. There was no pulse.
"No!" She yelled with tear filled eyes. "No! You can't be gone…..No!"
Suddenly, Teyla bolted upright in her bed breathing heavy. What was wrong with her? Why was she dreaming about John dying? It didn't make any sense. She grabbed her pillow, buried her face into it and began to sob.
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"How is he?" Weir asked Beckett after walking into his office. He was sitting at his desk fighting to stay awake.
"He'll be fine…..I think." Beckett said. He sat upright and opened his eyes wide as if it was going to keep him awake. "I mean……if I knew exactly what was wrong with him, then I could tell you exactly how he is going to be but for now, there doesn't seem to be anything seriously wrong with him."
"Well, that's good to hear." Weir said. She sat down in a chair next to him when she saw the sad look on his face.
"I'm actually a little worried about Teyla." He said and when he saw the look of confusion on her face, he continued to explain what he was talking about. "When we made it back to the balcony, she seemed a little bit freaked out about the whole thing. Normally she would be right there to help but this time, it was like she couldn't bear to be near him."
"Really?" Weir said. "That's odd." She sat there for a few minutes in thought until Beckett jolted her form her thoughts by asking her a question.
"Did you want to go in and see the Colonel?"
"Actually, I did." Weir said. She knew that Beckett was tired and was anxious to get some sleep. She smiled at him and walked into the infirmary where John was. He was in the same bed as he was previously.
"Hello Colonel….how are you feeling?" She asked when she realized that he was awake.
"How the hell do you think I feel?" John said in a tired voice. This took her a little bit by surprise because most of the time he would just say something like, "Oh great." or "Fine." or something like that. "Where is McKay, we need to have a little talk."
"What about?" Weir asked while crossing her arms across her chest.
"He turned that damn thing back on after I specifically told him to keep it……"
"It was stolen from his office." She said cutting his sentence short. She didn't expect the look of surprise that she got in response.
"By who?" He asked with a confused look on his face.
"We don't know." Weir said with a slight frown.
John sighed in frustration and looked up at the ceiling. How could someone steal it? Why would someone steal it? It didn't make any sense at all. Didn't everyone know what that thing did to him? Or did they decide to keep it all secret from everyone.
After sitting there in silence for a while, Weir decided to break the silence. "Have you seen Teyla yet?"
John shook his head disappointedly. "Haven't seen her since she left to go get Beckett." He said. There was a long period of silence until Weir began speaking again.
"Well, I'm going to get going so you can get some sleep. McKay is probably having a fit by now trying to figure out how to find out who stole the device." She stood up and slowly walked out of the room.
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The next morning, John woke up and saw a surprising sight. It was Teyla. She was curled up in the chair beside his bed sleeping. She looked peaceful with her hair draped over her cheeks and her hands folded so neatly under her head.
He slowly sat up in bed trying his hardest not to wake her up. Too late, a crack from the bed made her open her eyes. "John…….you are awake." She said with a small smile on her face.
"Yeah." He said in a serious tone. "What are you doing up so early?"
"I could not sleep." She said. "Nightmares kept me from getting any rest. I didn't know where else to go so I came here."
John didn't know what to say at first so he just sat there. He didn't know where she went after he woke up on the balcony the night before? He didn't think it was very important but it nagged at him every once and a while.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Teyla asked breaking the silence that hung so thick between them.
"A little better I guess." He said. He shifted into a more comfortable position on the bed. "I have a little more energy then before."
"Well, that is good." Teyla said. She sat there for a minute wanting to talk but not knowing what to say to him. Then it hit her. What was he trying so hard to tell me last night? He left the infirmary when he wasn't supposed to just to tell me something. What was it? "John……what was it that you wanted to talk to me about last night?"
This caught John off guard but he knew that he had had a purpose for running away from the infirmary the night before. "Everything."
"What do you mean everything?" She asked not understanding what he was talking about.
"About why I trashed my room……about why I go and sit alone to think all the time……everything that you wanted to know before." He said and was answered by a look of surprise from Teyla. She obviously didn't know what to think when he said that.
"You do not have to explain anything to me John." She said. "I know that you were upset and I know that you do not want to tell anyone. You do not have to. We all have stuff that we do not tell people."
"You mean like why you were crying last night." John knew that this would get her attention and it did indeed. She didn't have an answer to that. She just fell completely silent and didn't ask any more questions.
Teyla didn't want anyone to know that she had been crying. She had always been so strong and was a great warrior among both her people and his. She was a valued member of his team and she loved working with him and everyone else on the team. She was always concerned with him all the time and didn't know that he was actually concerned with her as well.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat after hearing that statement out of John's mouth. "I did not think you remembered that."
"It'd be hard for me to forget that." John said in a serious tone. He was looking directly at her. "Ford told me that you have been miserable since this whole mess started. Is that true?"
Teyla's eyes met with his. The look in her eyes told him that Ford was right. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "I must go now." She said as she stood up and started heading for the door.
"Teyla wait.." John called after her. She hesitated for a minute debating weather to turn
around or not and then walked out of the infirmary.
To be continued…..
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There it is. I'm not done yet though. I still have a long way to go before I get to the end of this story. It just might be a while between posting chapters.