Well I couldn't leave it like that so here is the next part. Still talking about tragedy. But this is from Elizabeth's point of view.
sorry it is over 500 words.
Consequences
She was on her way to see Teyla,hoping to give comfort, and receive comfort. The last two days had been agonizing. She knew when she brought them all here there would be death, heartache, but not like this. Never like this. She was still trying to wrap her mind around it all. And if she felt like this when she hadn't even been there then what must Teyla and especially John, be feeling.
She had spent time with Teyla both days but John was not receiving callers. None at all! That was one of the reasons for this visit to Teyla. Trying to work out what to do about John! How they could help him. But how can you tell someone it wasn't their fault when it was their finger that pulled the trigger that ended with two of their best friends dead. How do we get John to not feel devastated at having killed both Rodney and Ronon. She felt devastated. John was destroyed, yes, a good word to describe him. What could she, anyone, say to make this better.
The circumstances didn't matter, all he knew, was that he couldn't stop himself from killing his best friends. She thought it was a miracle he hadn't hurt Teyla. She didn't think he would have been able to live with that.
Nearly to Teyla's door she is shocked to see Teyla running down the hallway toward John's room. Hearing Teyla call his name, she assumed she was heading to John. In a panic herself, she followed, though Teyla didn't even realize she was there. Then so many things happened at once. She was coming around the corner and had a complete view of John's door, Teyla went to open said door, a gunshot was heard and Teyla collapsed at the door screaming John's name over and over. It was nearly too much too take in. And even though only seconds had passed it felt like forever.
Her mind tried to process all that she saw and heard. Upper most in her mind was the gunshot. What, where, who, why? Then the most logical conclusion was reached and she wanted to join Teyla. John had killed himself, not able to cope with what had happened. She fell back against the wall, her hand at her mouth trying to hold the sobs in. This could not be happening. John could not be dead and by his own hand. He was stronger than that. Wasn't he? But who can say what is going to be too much for any individual.
She knew John held honour and loyalty and protecting his men above all else. He lived by the motto, never leave anyone behind. Hadn't they nearly had their first falling out over just that? And with that thought her mind was flooded with memories; meeting John the first time, and then everything to right now!
It was all too much. With tears falling down her face she knows she needs to go to Teyla, to help. But what in the world can anyone do to make this okay. It was not okay. She tried to pull herself together. How could they do this without John, any of this? Face awash with tears, she moves forward. Then she sees his door open, and in mere seconds he is on the floor holding Teyla. This time she does not just fall back against the wall, she slips to the floor.
The end