Title: A Crazy Little Thing Called LoveRating: PG
Spoilers: The Real World
Notes: My Atlantis version with Shep/Weir playing a major role. Thanks for roinaarwen on LJ for the title as I was having trouble coming up with one. :D Whenever you see , that means the most or all of the quotes in that scene are from the episode itself.
John noticed that Elizabeth wasn't in her office. A glance to the right showed her out on the balcony. She looked as if she was holding onto the railing for dear life. "Elizabeth!" he called, rushing out.
When she turned to face him, his heart jumped into his throat. She was visibly pale and shakey. "John, I'm not..."
He rushed to her when her knees gave out. "Elizabeth!" he said again. Instead of replying, her eyes slipped closed. John wasted no time lifting her up and rushing back inside.
McKay was walking about, eyes glued to a laptop as John went by. He did a double take when he saw who the colonel was carrying. "What happened?" he wanted to know, following John down the hall.
"She just collapsed."
When they were finally in the infirmary, the medical team took her from there. John began pacing back and forth, he was a nervous wreck. He kept seeing her falling to the floor in his mind and suddenly, his heart was racing.
"Sheppard," a voice said. It was a familiar voice, but he couldn't bring himself to respond. A hand touched his shoulder. "John."
Rodney noticed he wasn't getting through to his friend so he called a nurse over to help out. She sat him down and forced him to look at her. "Colonel, breath. In and out." She nodded with a smile. "Good."
Rodney watched in awe as the young girl did her job. He knew he would never have a calming effect like that on anyone. He probably would have caused John to have a heart attack instead.
The nurse was about to put an oxygen mask on him, but he refused. "I'm fine," he told her. "Thanks."
She nodded, then went back to help Carson. John looked up to see Rodny staring at him in silence. "What?"
"Are you sure you're all right? I mean, that looked pretty serious."
"Drop it, Rodney," John replied, standing up. It was then that he noticed Carson was wearing a decontamination suit.
"What the hell?" Rodney followed him. "Doc, what's going on? Why is Elizabeth in quarantine?"
"Rodney, I'm going to need your help."
"Um, excuse me, but have you forgotten that the letters "MD" do not follow my name?"
Carson rolled his eyes. "Aye, I'm aware of that, Rodney, but we have a serious problem. Dr. Weir is infected with nanites."
Teyla entered the infirmary, worry etched in her eyes. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to nod to Ronon. The pair walked over to Carson. He spotted them and smiled sadly. "Things are not well," he admitted.
"Has Dr. McKay come up with anything yet?"
Carson shook his head. "Nothing concrete as of yet. The way they're spreading we need to hurry, though."
"May we see her?" Teyla asked.
"Go right ahead, Love."
Ronon pointed at John with his head. He was asleep in a chair. "Dr. Becket," he said, "How long has been sitting there?"
"Too long," Carson replied, "but I dare not move him. That's the first time he's slept since he brought her here a few hours ago."
Teyla winced slightly. "That does not look comfortable."
Carson nodded in agreement as Rodney joined them. "For the record, I hate nanites and I hate replicaters."
Teyla's eyes widened. "It was Niam wasn't it?"
"When he attempted to choke her to death," Rodney said, "he let a few loose into her blood stream. There weren't that many so we couldn't detect them. What makes this even scarier is that Oberoth strangled me... That could have been me lying there."
Everyone ignored his comment as Carson went back to check on Elizabeth's vitals. "Her blood pressure is way too low. I feel so helpless right now."
John woke up with a start. When he did, he had hoped to find that it was all a bad dream. But then he saw here lying there looking so lonely in the quarantined area. He heard Rodney behind him arguing with Carson.
He wouldn't shut up so John decided he was going to make him. He got up and clamped a hand on Rodney's shoulder. That action took away any adrenaline John had. "Rodney, calm down. You're both trying to accomplish the same goal. Shouting at each other isn't going to help Elizabeth."
Rodney glanced at Carson. The calm in John's face and the fact that he wasn't yelling was a little worrisome.
"Colonel," Carson said cautiously. "Are you all right?"
"Just peachy. I need some air, though."
"What's wrong with him?" Rodney asked.
"Rodney, if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not going to tell you."
John was half way to his quarters when he glanced at his watch. He cursed under his breath and turned around, heading for the control room. He was five minutes late to contact Earth.
As soon as he had informed General Landry about Elizabeth's condition, the man had wanted regular reports every few hours. "Carson," John said, tapping his earpiece. "Do you and Rodney have some kind of report ready for General Landry?"
"Aye, Colonel. I'll have Rodney transfer it to the control terminal."
"Thanks," he replied. "Okay, Chuck, let's call home."
Chuck nodded and dialed the 'Gate. John just wished the stupid thing would dial already so he could get back down to the infirmary. "Wormhole established, Colonel."
"Stargate Command, this is Atlantis, do you copy?"
"We read you Atlantis, please standby for General Landry."
John took a seat as he waited, but immediately stood when the officer appeard. "As you were, Colonel Sheppard. How's Dr. Weir?"
"She's holding her own, Sir. Dr. Beckett and Dr. McKay are still trying to find a solution. I'm sending their reports now."
"Thank you, Colonel. Is there anything you need?"
He looked around at the faces of everyone around him. "A morale booster, Sir?"
"Consider it done, Colonel. We'll have it for you within the hour."
"Understood, Sir. Thank you. Atlantis base out."
John turned to see Teyla seated in Elizabeth's office. He told Chuck to let him know when the morale booster arrived and headed into the office, sitting quietly. Teyla was so engrossed in the mission report that she didn't know he was there.
John cleared his throat and Teyla immediately looked up. "Colonel Sheppard. How long have you been sitting there?"
He grinned. "Not long. What were you reading?"
"Major Stanton's report on our new allies."
"Just so you know," he said, "she likes to exaggerate. A lot. Rumor has it she wrote children's books back on Earth."
"I'll remember that," Teyla replied with a smile. "How is Dr. Weir?"
John stood up and began pacing. Teyla watched her friend in concern. Now that she really had a chance to look at him, she noted his pale features and the dark circles under his eyes. Teyla's suspicions were confirmed. His comments, his actions. He was in love.
"John, you should tell her."
He stopped pacing and eyed her in confusion. "What should I tell who?"
"Dr. Weir. You should tell her your feelings."
John coughed. How had she known? "Teyla, I don't know what you're talking about.
She glared at him. "John Sheppard, you cannot fool me! I have seen more men fall in love and ignore it completely only to lose the women they loved."
John nodded slowly. "I hear you, Teyla, it's just..."
"What?" She could tell that she had just found a vulnerable side to her friend.
Teyla shut the door and made him sit. "That is understandable, but if you do not tell her, you will regret it."
He shrugged. "I know what you're saying, Teyla, but my Mom... my Dad just left her. Left us. I don't want to risk something happening to me and have her be all alone."
"John, love is not without risk. Besides, you are not your Father."
He suddenly gave Teyla a hug. "Thanks."
"You are welcome, John."
Before either could say more, Carson called. "Colonel Sheppard, Teyla, could you please come to the infirmary?"
"What?" Rodney asked Carson.
"It's that look. That's the same look I get when I have a brilliant idea."
John stared at Rodney skeptically. "How would you know how you looked?"
"Because it's happened more than once in front of a mirror, okay," Rodney replied as if it were obvious. "Carson, what is it?"
"I don't know about brilliant, but it just might... Excuse me!"
Rodney went after him. "What are you doing?"
John looked at Elizabeth. "You know, if Carson's right and you can hear me, I suppose I should say something profound." He paused, thinking. "Okay, I'm not so good at profound, but you should know, we're doing everything we can to get you through this."
John watched as Carson and Rodney set up an EM pulse to be directed through the scanner. Carson had already injected a little of the Wraith tissue into Elizabeth's leg. Now they were getting ready to attempt and rid her body of the nanites.
Carson took a deep breath as the pulse began to do it's job. He glanced over at the people around him. Teyla's eyes were wide and expressive, just as they always were. She gave him a small nod, then turned back to face Elizabeth.
He then looked over at Rodney. Carson could see a genuinely concerned face, but it was gone as quickly as it was seen, and his small grin as if to say he was going to be right (as usual) popped up.
Ronon was the hardest face to read out of the team. He proved to be very loyal and protective of those he trusted and Elizabeth Weir had slowly become one of them.
Carson eyed John. His eyes were full of sadness. John was more hopeful than all of them, but Carson could tell that the Air Force colonel didn't think it was going to work.
"It worked!" Teyla said in relief. Carson watched as John's head snapped up to look at the computer monitor.
"Carson, you might be an absolute..." Rodney began.
"Oh no! We didn't get them all."
Everyone stared at the screen. There was a small amount of nanites left in Elizabeth's brain. "How is that possible?" Teyla asked.
"I don't bloody know," Carson replied.
Rodney realized what happened. "They've been using organic tissue to replicate, which is why they're immune to the EM pulse."
"So now what?" Ronon asked Carson and Rodney. He glanced over at his friend he could tell that John was not going to give up on Elizabeth.
"You're not alone Elizabeth, we're right here with you. You have to fight this!"
"They've begun to spread faster," Rodny said, "We're losing her."
"Not yet, we're not!"
Rodney eyed him curiously. "What are you doing? What, are you crazy, she's been infected!"
Carson knew people did stupid things when they were in love, but this had to top it all. He secretly hoped that one day he'd feel that much about someone. He had hoped it could have been Perna.
He shook his head from his thoughts and went to the business of pulling John out of there...
"You've been infected by nanites. They're trying to take control of your mind and your body. Don't let them do it. You have to fight them. So fight."
Jack O'Neill appeard. "Elizabeth, you have to come with us. I'm sorry."
"You know which way you have to go," John paused. "Run."
Carson entered John's isolation room. "Hey, Doc."
"That was careless of you, Colonel," he said, glancing at his notes.
"Carson, I had to do it. I wanted her to know that she wasn't alone. I needed her to know..."
"What?" Carson asked, knowing full well what John was finally going to admit.
He took a deep breath. "How much I love her."
Carson smiled at him, placing his hand on John's shoulder. "It's about time, son. Why don't you go and tell her?"
"Now? You me I'm free to go?"
He nodded. "You've been in here for nearly four hours and you've shown no signs of the nanites. Rodney and I think it has to do with the ATA gene, but we'll have to do more research on that."
"Doc, I'm sorry I scared you guys like that."
"You've already explained yourself, Colonel, now go and see Dr. Weir."
Carson watched as John ran off. He smiled. If he wasn't able to have someone right now, he didn't know anyone else who deserved love more than Colonel John Sheppard.
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