The Grudge
Part 10
Author: Mac
Disclaimers in Part 1


The first thing John noticed when he woke up was the lack of pain in his head, stomach, everywhere. It was a great feeling. He glanced over to his right to see Dr. Beckett typing away at his computer. Carson grinned when he looked up and saw his friend awake.

"Major Sheppard. Good to see you awake," he said getting up.

""How long was I out?"

Beckett began checking his vitals as he spoke. "I'd say a good three days. It was touch and go for awhile, but Dr Kavanaugh's antidote worked like a charm."

"Ironic, huh?"

"What's that, Major?"

John winced slightly as one of the nurses took his blood. "The fact that I had to rely on him for an antidote."

"Doctor Beckett," Elizabeth called.

"I'm in here with Major Sheppard. Who's looking quite healthy, actually."

Elizabeth was beaming when she came into John's view. He felt like he hadn't seen that smile in weeks. "Hey."

"Hey," she replied, taking his hand. She nodded to Beckett, who left the two alone. "How are you feeling?"

"100 times better than the last time we spoke."

She raised an eyebrow. "You remember that? You had a high fever."

"What can I say? You have a memorable face. Elizabeth, I had a lot of time to think while I was half conscious." She was about to speak but gave her a look. "I know that nothing can happen between us, at least not right now. However, I reserve the right to dream about it and tell you every once in awhile when we're alone."

"John," she said. He was so adorable when he was insistent.

"I didn't want to say this, but it's something that needs to be said before it bursts out. Besides, if something should happen to one of us, I want it known to you." He took a deep breath. "I love you."

Elizabeth blushed and looked around the room. The nurses and Doctor Beckett were far enough away that she didn't think they heard him. She looked into his eyes and just FELT it.

"Dr Weir."

Elizabeth took a deep breath before she replied, "Yes, Peter?"

"Eli wishes to speak to you regarding Dr Kavanaugh. He says is urgent and is asking that you go in person."

"Tell him I will be there in one hour."


Elizabeth was getting ready to step through the Gate when John came up to her. "Dr Weir."

"Major Sheppard," Elizabeth replied. "Shouldn't you be resting?"

"Well," he replied. "You are going to a party, right? Dr. Beckett said that if I behaved myself and stayed away from any alcoholic beverages, I could go with you."

She smiled in spite of herself. "All right. But the minute you're not feeling well, I want you to let me know."

"Yes, Mom... I mean, Ma'am!"

"Nice save. Remember, we have business to deal with before we can have our fun."

McKay walked over to them. "Yes, I wonder what wonderful things Kavanaugh has to say to us all now."

"I guess we'll have to wait and see," John said as the last chevron locked.

Eli was waiting for the group from Atlantis as soon as they stepped from the event horizon. "Dr. Weir," he said with a nod. "Major Sheppard. It's good to see you well again."

John nodded. "Thanks."

Elizabeth could tell a fake smile right away. She was used to seeing them in her negotiations. "Eli, what's happened?"

"Dr. Weir, your scientist is dying."

She glanced over at John. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Dr. Beckett could have--"

Eli held his hand up. "Please, let me explain. He wanted to speak with you. I contacted you and when I had returned to tell him as much, one of your soldiers was kneeling next to him."

"Where are they now?"

"Still in the cell," Eli replied. "Our doctors are working to save him, but we think he may have injected himself with far more of the drug Major Sheppard received. There is no hope in saving him. I am sorry."

Elizabeth took a deep breath. "I want to see him. John, dial Atlantis and have Dr. Beckett standing by."

"Elizabeth."

"Do it!"

"Yes, Ma'am," he said, eyeing her carefully. John watched as Eli led her to Kavanaugh. He had a feeling the man was already dead. He knew she hadn't really wanted Kavanaugh to die, and this was going to weigh heavily on her mind for a long time. With a sigh, he began dialing the Gate.


"Lieutenant Stark."

"Dr. Weir," the young lieutenant said with a nod. "After Eli spoke with Dr. Kavanaugh, I remained with him while Lieutenant Johnson went to get us something to eat. Kavanaugh kept going on about you paying for his situation. I think he was trying to get a rise out of me. When I didn't turn to acknowledge him, he said good night and I heard him drop to the ground. By the time I got into the cell, he was unconscious. The doctors have been trying to help him, but they believe he took way too much of the drug and that he'll die."

"Open the door, Lieutenant," Elizabeth said warily.

Kavanaugh's eyes opened in slits. He looked up at her and grinned. "You brought this on yourself, Weir. Believe me when I say Kinsey won't be happy when you return." Elizabeth was about to respond, but he reached up and grabbed her neck and began to choke her.

Suddenly Elizabeth could feel air coming back into her lungs. She looked up to see Lieutenant Stark standing next to her. The woman helped her up. "Thank you," she replied.

"Kavanaugh's dead, Ma'am."

"What?"

"He died immediately after I pulled him off you."

"Did you...?"

She shook her head. "No. It must have been the poison."

:Dr Weir. Do you need Dr Beckett:

"No, Major. Kavanaugh is dead. You know where to go from here?"

:Yes, Ma'am. Sheppard out:

"I need a vacation," Elizabeth muttered.


John found Elizabeth standing by the lake after the negotiations were complete. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"What made me believe I could do this, John?" She asked, still staring at the lake.

He grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. "You listen to me, Elizabeth Weir. You are the strongest person I know. You have the bravest soul of anyone I have ever met. Nothing that happened is your fault. No matter what Kavanaugh said to you!"

"I feel so stupid."

"You're not the only one who was fooled by Kavanaugh's intentions. We all were."

"I suppose you're right, but it's going to bother me for a while still." Elizabeth watched as McKay tripped over his own two feet. "John, will you..." She trailed off.

"Yeah?"

"This probably sounds like a silly request, but would you hold me?"

John grinned at redness forming in her cheeks. "Come here," he replied, hugging her close.

Elizabeth sighed in contentment. "Thank you for everything, John."