Disclaimers in part 1


Elizabeth sat sullenly in her bed. She glanced to the right and could almost see Dr. Beckett working to save Sheppard's life through the walls. Why did she have to be so weak? She could have, no should have saved herself when Kolya had her at gunpoint and was dragging her to the 'Gate, but she was so scared.

"Earth to Elizabeth." She blinked. McKay was standing next to her and he had a plate of strawberries. "I found out this was the last of it and made sure you were the one to have it."

Elizabeth smiled. "Thank you, Rodney," she replied, accepting the plate from him. "How did you know I loved strawberries?"

He cleared his throat. "Actually Major Sheppard told me. I don't know how he found out."

"He would just say he had his ways."

McKay nodded, noting her demeanor. "He'll be all right, you know that, don't you?"

"I do. We have you to thank, though. The way you tackled Kolya... John would be proud."

He waved off the compliment. "I didn't do anything he wouldn't do. Don't get me wrong, I would rather that I never be put into that position again!"

"Of course."

"Dr. Weir." The pair turned to face Dr. Beckett. He had a smile on his face. "Major Sheppard is resting comfortably right now. It will take some time for him to heal, but the prognosis is good. There was no organ damage at all."

Dr. Beckett looked directly at Elizabeth. "As soon as he wakes up, I'll take you to see him, but for now, finish your berries."

Elizabeth smiled back. "Thank you, Carson."


Elizabeth saw him standing in front of her. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry you had to be put through this. I'm sorry… I'm sorry you have to witness this…"

"Witness what, John?" she asked nervously.

Before either could say another word, Kolya appeared, stabbing Sheppard in the chest. "Noooo!" she cried, rushing to his side. She ignored the fact that Kolya and the knife were now gone.

"John! John, can you hear me?" she asked, removing her jacket to stem the flow of blood.


"Just relax. I'll get you to Carson and you'll be fine."

He shook his head. "It's too late, Elizabeth."

"Don't talk like that, John."

He just smiled at her. "I love you."

She watched as his eyes closed and his breathing stopped. "John!" No response. "John! Wake up, please!" she pleaded.

"Dr. Weir!" a voice said in her head.

Her eyes snapped up and she sat up in bed, to see a concerned Carson standing next to her. "Are you all right?"

She blinked. "Carson? Where's John? Is he…?"

Dr. Beckett placed a hand on her shoulder. "He's fine. I told you earlier." Elizabeth nodded. "Would you like to see him, Love?"

"Yes, please."

When Sheppard opened his eyes, he smiled. Elizabeth was seated next to him, alive and well. She looked so beautiful right then. "Hey," he said.


"How are you feeling?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "You nearly bled to death and you're asking me how I'm feeling?

"Better me than you," Sheppard muttered.


He looked around the room, making certain no one was in earshot. "What happened out there made me realize something, Elizabeth."

Somehow, in that moment, the way he said her name made her heart flutter lightly in her chest. She loved the way it rolled off his tongue. The look in his eyes was unreadable, though. "What's that?"

Sheppard reached for her hand. "How much I love you."

Elizabeth now not only saw it in his eyes, but she almost felt his love for her radiating off him. She knew that sounded corny, but it was the only way to describe it.

He stared at her, waiting expectantly for a response. Just as he was about to pull from her grasp, worrying she didn't reciprocate those feelings, she held on tighter to him. "John, I love you too. With all my heart. The thought of losing you, again I might add, scares me."

Sheppard placed a light kiss on her hand. "I think I fell in love with you when you told Colonel Sumner who was in charge."

She laughed. "I fell in love with you when I saw you sitting so innocently in that chair! The look you had on your face screamed, 'What the hell did I just do?'"

Carson entered the room, effectively ending the conversation. "Major, it's good to see you awake."

"That's thanks to you, Carson."

"Ahh! Ahh! Let's give credit where credit is do." Elizabeth hid a smile as Rodney joined them. "If it wasn't for me, I daresay we'd all be dead right now."

Sheppard eyed him skeptically. "Anyone want to fill me in?"

Elizabeth told him because she knew Rodney would only exaggerate the story. "Well, thank you, Rodney. I think you only owe me tow now."

Rodney glared at him and walked out the door. "No appreciation I tell you!"

Carson shook his head at Rodney, then turned to his patient. "Everything seems to check out, Major Sheppard," he said. "I am releasing you to your quarters and you'll be off duty until further notice."

"Got it, Doc."

Elizabeth could tell he was not happy about it. "I'll take him to his quarters, Carson."

"I'll leave you too it, then. Come and see me tomorrow, Major."

Sheppard nodded and took the clothes Elizabeth handed to him. "I'll take you to your quarters when you're ready."

Sheppard winced as he sat down on his bed. "Are you all right?

"I'll be all right," he replied. Elizabeth watched as he attempted to lie down and immediately went to his side to help him. "You don't need to do that," he told her as she removed his shoes.

"Quiet, John," she told him. He nodded and settled himself against his pillow. "Comfortable."

He padded the spot next to him. "I will be."

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"I was just going to lie here and hold you... if that's okay with you."

Elizabeth smiled and sat next to him. "Perfectly okay."