Rating: T

Spoilers: Season Five: Takes place after Brain Storm

A/N: I don't own Stargate. Please read and review. Thank you to all those who have read this through. Thank for your continuing support. Thank you to Shadows-of-Realm for the beta.

Day 14- Rise and Shine; There is no Place Like Home

Rodney slowly opened his eyes and could see the bright sun pouring into the room and it was too bright for his sensitive eyes. It was immediately clear to him they had him on serious drugs as his head felt like it was underwater and a dozen cotton balls stuffed into his mouth. The last memory he recalled clearly was Josh pointing a gun at him and firing and anything after that was a blur; only snippets of moments could be recalled.

John had not been able to sleep for past twelve hours and had spent most of the time watching over his unconscious friend so he did not miss when he opened and closed his eyes. "Hey, there sleepy head. You gave us quite a scare."

"Sheppard," he said groggily. The woozy scientist wondered how long he had been out as his friend was supposed on Atlantis.

"At least your memory is still all there," the military man got up and closed the blinds in the room. "Better?"

"Hmm. That debatable," he still did not open his eyes. Everything was spinning as it was and Rodney knew opening his eyes again would make it worse. "Can't move my left arm," there was alarm in his voice. The haze from the painkillers made him feel as if he was floating out of his own body, but he was sure he could not move the arm.

John chuckled, knowing if McKay had opening his eyes he would know the reason that he could not move the arm. "That's because your girlfriend is sleeping on it. And Chewy is sitting on the floor sleeping."

"Not girlfriend," his voice was raspy. "Water," Rodney finally opened his eyes. The brightness was gone thanks to the closed blinds and the vertigo was not as bad as he expected. "You came?"

John rolled his eyes, thinking his friend had to be still out of it to say Jennifer was not his girlfriend. "Not the girlfriend? Well whatever she is. When Jennifer called the SGC it was during a scheduled dial-in so Ronan and I rushed over. I think this is the first bit of sleep she has gotten since you went missing," he poured some water into a cup and stuck a straw in it, "You are lucky you are injured. Otherwise I would not do this for you." John held the cup close enough so Rodney could drink from it.

Rodney took several long sips from the straw and sighed with relief. He turned his head to see the sleeping woman, sitting in a chair with most over her top half rest on the bed and his arm.

"She was real worried about you. Borderline hysterical. You sure she's not girlfriend? That was a pretty nice cozy room you were sharing."

Rodney managed to crack a small smile, "Because..."

"Because he is playing a semantics game with you. He asked me to marry him and I said yes. So that puts me past girlfriend status," Jennifer said with a smile. She was relieved that he was finally awake. "Hey," the still worried woman ran her hand along his hairline. "How are you feeling?" she already had an idea of his reply, but she just wanted to hear his voice.

"Hmm ," Rodney murmured. "Feels like they have me on a lot of drugs," he laughed slightly; a side effect of the drugs. "How bad is it?"

John interrupted, "Wait! You're engaged? That was...well fast. You two left for your first date and two weeks later you are engaged." he had not noticed a ring on her finger and wondered if the two were pulling his leg, but the colonel thought Rodney was still too out of it to be joking like that.

"For a week now," Jennifer showed him her left hand.

He had to do a double take when he saw the ring on her finger. "Nice ring. Congrats to both of you." I can see the diamond this time. From Tiffany's too. I'm impressed. John knew his friend had it bad for the blonde doctor since her arrival on Atlantis and he was happy for Rodney when it became clear a couple of months ago that she had felt the same way. "Aww my little boy is all grown up and getting married." He was happy for his friend and thought Jennifer was a much better match for him than his previous girlfriend.

Rodney started to laugh, but it hurt too much to continue. The painkillers had to be starting to wear off, "Funny. Keep it up and you will be left off of the guest list." He frowned, realizing they had never answered his question. "I'm dying, aren't I? That's why you did answer me when I asked how bad it was? How long do I have?" he started to panic.

"You are going to be fine," Jennifer cupped his face with her hands. Her eyes locked with his. The normal shine that were there was faded; clouded in pain, both emotional and physical. She had no idea what Josh had put him through in fifteen hours that he had Rodney captive. All she knew was that the crazy man was about to shoot her fiancé again, but Ronan got off a shot first.

"Sorry, the whole you being engaged thing kind of distracted me. It took the two of you so long to admit that you were in love with each other and then a week after your first official date you ask her to marry you," John said with a good natured smile. He had raised his hands held up two fingers on each hand as to put quotation marks around the word official. "Sorry if I am a little surprised. I was expecting you to come back to Atlantis and be complaining about getting the nerve to ask her on a second date. But seriously, dude I am really happy for the both of you. You know I will be severely disappointed if I am not made best man."

"As I have much of a choice in the matter," he did not break his eye contact with Jennifer and a hint of a smile began to form despite him becoming more aware of the severe pain he was in. "What is the damage total? I blacked out so many times," he closed his eyes and winced.

"You have a bruised right kidney, five cracked ribs, a hairline fracture of your right wrist, multiple contusions on your chest, a GSW to your right shoulder, a few cuts to your face. You had some internal bleeding that they stopped. It looks like you are going to get that note you wanted for at least the foreseeable future," she smiled tenderly at him.

Rodney frowned and pouted the best he could with the pain in his face. "Not exactly the reason I wanted the note. Is this going to delay my return to Atlantis?"

John shook his head and laughed, "Is that what you are really worried about?" Rodney's mind really amazed him sometimes. He did not ask about any permanence to his injures, just if they were going to keep him from returning to work.

"I can't have Zelenka in change of my department for too long. Who knows what state it will be in if I am gone for longer than I already have been," he said with all seriousness.

Jennifer and John exchanged looks and both rolled their eyes. "You know you really are something, McKay. You just wake up from major surgery and one of your first thoughts is about getting back to Atlantis."

"Pretty much," Rodney said simply. "So are one of you going to answer me?" he looked between the two of them.

"The Daedalus leaves in the morning and since the two of us know you so well we were able to convince the doctors here to have you transferred to a nice cozy military medical facility first thing in the morning. It was more of your bride to be's doing, used her pull as a doctor," John pointed to the woman sitting on the other side of the bed. "You are a lucky man, Rodney."

"You don't have to tell me," Rodney said with a goofy grin as he looked over at his fiancée, not wanting to look at anything else. "So that means the Daedalus' infirmary?"

Jennifer nodded, "And possibly then some. Depends on how you heal from your surgery."

"Oh, come on," he whined. "How bad was it that I need that much time? I've been shot before." Rodney did not like the idea of having to spend an extended period in the infirmary.

John saw the look the woman was his cue to leave the room. "I'm going to get something to eat. Be back in a few," he patted Rodney's leg before heading toward the door. "Come on, Chewy. Wake up," he nudged the sleeping man with his foot.

Ronon groaned as he was woken up, "What?"

"Going to get some food. Come with me," he offered his hand to the Satedan.

"I'm not hungry. Going back to sleep," Ronon grumbled and rubbed his eyes.

John sighed and nodded toward the bed, "Want to give them some time alone."

The other man looked toward the bed where he could see Jennifer and Rodney looking at each other as if they were the only two in the room, "Good to see you finally awake, McKay."

Rodney looked away from Jennifer for a moment, "Um, thanks...for everything." He had assumed it was Ronon and John who eventually saved him or else they would not have been here. "I owe the both of you one."

"Just let us plan your bachelor party and we can call it even," John was already making big plans for the party.

McKay knew his friends tone well and he knew he was in for it. He look over at Jennifer and shook his head, "The wedding is still a long ways off. Just don't spend too much time planning it. I want to be able to remember my wedding and I don't think you want to piss off my bride either."

"Wedding?" Ronon asked, wondering how much he missed while he was asleep. He had figured that the kidnapping would have bought the two closer and killed any chanced he would have had with Jennifer, but he had not expected marriage talk.

"I'll tell you all about it outside," John nodded to the door. "You two behave while we are gone."

Once the door was closed Rodney turned his attention back to Jennifer, "You look like crap." It was an attempt to joke around, but he could see the lingering worry on her face.

Jennifer knew what he was trying to do, "And so do you." She reached to squeeze his good hand, relieved that he was acting like his old self already.

"I just woke up from surgery. I've got an excuse. What's yours?" he tried to smirk, but was inhibited from doing so by the cut on his lip.

"Real cute, Rodney," Jennifer rolled her eyes. "My excuse is that I've spent almost the past two and half days wondering if I was ever going to get to talk to you again. Good enough reason?" she said with a sarcastic clip to her voice.

He nodded slightly, not wanting to cause himself too much pain. "Good enough reason. When he had me I was scared that I would never get to see you again, never get to make you my wife, never get to hold our first born. After he shot me I really thought I was done for."

She felt a lump form in her throat as he spoke, "Now we will get to do all those things. Don't forget about the grandkids and the great-grandkids too," Jennifer smiled as she could see a slight shine return to his eyes.

"Only with you. I don't want to waste any more time with you. I don't know if this is too soon or not, but I want to try to start on trying to have a baby. You might think that it is because I almost died, but so what if it is. What if something were to happen to one of us? Wouldn't you be comforted to know that there is a part of you out there," he knew the idea sounded crazy, but the past two weeks showed that crazy ideas were a smart move with them.

Jennifer sat there, staring blankly at her fiancé. She knew she eventually wanted to have children with him, but his sudden urgency took her by surprise. They had just became a couple and she wanted to enjoy some alone time with him and she knew that would change with having a baby. "Rodney, let's talk about this when you are a feeling better."

Rodney frowned, "What? You don't want to have kids?"

"I didn't say that," she squeezed his hand. "Call me selfish, but I want some just us time before we have kids. I'm not ready to share you yet, even if it is with our child. Besides it'll be quite while before you are healed enough for any activity like that."

The man frowned, thinking she was stalling or hiding something, "How long?"

"Two to three months at least," Jennifer was not happy about it, but her first priority was to make sure he healed properly.

"Oh, come on," Rodney whined. "You've got to be kidding me?"

"Afraid not," she brushed his cheek with the back of her hand. "You don't remember waking up from the first surgery do you?" The look of confusion on his face confirmed that. "I almost lost you for good. I don't want to risk anything until you are fully healed . I plan on holding you to that whole until death do us part thing and that is not going to be anytime soon."

When she put it that way Rodney knew he could not argue. He smiled at Jennifer's obvious concern for him. "You know this also means your head has lost its pillow for while too. I don't think having a head rest on cracked ribs will help them heal." Rodney winced as he tried to shift to get into a comfortable position.

"Cute," she matched his smirk. "That just gives me further incentive to make sure you heal properly. What's wrong?" Jennifer asked as she saw him in pain.

"Can't get comfortable and it hurts to move. Think the drugs are wearing off."

Jennifer looked at her watch, "It's too soon for another dose of morphine. I'm sorry." She wished she could do more for him, but she could only lend moral support at this time.

"Just going to have to suck it up for a while?" The pain was not as bad as he was making it out to be, but it was enough to make him very uncomfortable.

She nodded and hoped that taking his mind off the pain could help, "Jeannie was telling me that you mentioned the possibility of a destination wedding to her. Did you have something in mind?"

"Jeannie's here?" he asked.

"With Kaleb, Madison and Lenore," Jennifer was unsure of how Rodney was going to react about his mother being here. "They went back to the hotel to get some rest. They should be back in a few hours."

"Why did she come?"

"Not sure.

"Lenore was playing her usual games." It did not feel right to use the word mother when it came to that woman. She was anything but to Rodney.

"I don't want to see her. Don't want to play what ever games she is up to," Rodney frowned. His mother seemed to want to play ping pong with his emotions and he was not going to have any of it. "At least we will be on our way home this time tomorrow. " He thought it was the best way to avoid her and not risk being hurt by the woman. To him Atlantis was home and nothing gave him more pride than to protect his home.

"Home," she echoed his sentiments. "There is no place like it and that's anywhere as long you are with me," Jennifer's cheeks flushed. It was still a little scary that emotions for one person could be this intense.

"I love you too," he knew what she meant by the comment. A mischievous grin formed on his face.

She knew that look and wondered what he was thinking, "Okay, what is with that grin?"

"Nothing," Rodney shook his head. "Just thinking that life is going to be very good from now on. Our life to be exact."

TO BE CONTINUED IN ...Back to Life in the Milky Way debuting in Late September 2010