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A/N: Just something that came to mind while thinking about Adrift. I haven't seen the ep in a while though so this is just based on the transcript. Kind of short, but I hope you like it!

Promise Me

By saphiretwin369

John watched the monitor as Dr. Keller ran the hand-held scanner over Elizabeth's body, checking out the nanites.

Rodney walked over saying, "The quarantine is unnecessary."

"Well, you'll excuse me if I wait for a second opinion," he spoke angrily, not looking at his friend.

"Ok, this is stupid."

"What is?"

"Look, us fighting. Look, I know you're not happy with me – and you may have some cause – but anyway, it's not gonna matter much if we don't figure a way out of this, right? Look, we have to work together, so . . . so, so I'm sorry."

John finally looked at him. "Apology accepted."

"Right." There was a pause between them as they both watched the screen. "Someone should talk to her."

"Well, Teyla's about to go in there."

"I think you should be the one to talk to her, Sheppard." And before John could respond, he walked away.

John took a deep breath before finally approaching the bed Elizabeth sat on.

"You shouldn't have done this," she said quietly. It wasn't an accusation, just a statement, but it hurt all the same.

"We didn't want to lose you, Elizabeth."

"And what happens if the nanites are able to contact the other replicators?"

"Well, Rodney says that's not possible."

She shook her head. "No, it's reckless."

"Well, if it helps, I think so too and I was against this from the beginning."

"You're not making it seem that way, John."

"I know, Thant's because I didn't want to lose you anymore than McKay did. But I knew you wouldn't agree and Rodney went behind my back and did it anyway."

"John, you have no idea what I went through the last time. Believe me, this is a very bad idea." A look of almost despair was in her eyes and it made John's heart clench.

"Lizabeth," he purposely dropped the first syllable when he spoke her name and waited for her to look him in the eyes. "I may not have any idea what happened or what those damn nanites tried to make you believe, but I saw what it did to you and I promise that I won't let you go through anything like that again. If anything happens, I'll rescue you. Just like last time."

She searched his eye and saw emotion in them; much deeper emotion than she had ever seen him show. She smiled slightly. "Thank you, John. But I want you to promise me something. If I become a security risk, order Rodney to deactivate the nanites. Don't keep me alive." John said nothing in response and she looked at him pleadingly. "Please John. There's no way I could deal with the guilt of leading the replicators to Atlantis."

"All right," he gave in, "but for now can't we just be happy that you're alive?"

"Sure John. And thanks again."