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Title: Adopting Rodney
Author: sg_lab
Rating: G to PG
Summary: “We’re adopting Rodney,” John said. What happens after Rodney suffers a brain injury. Set a few months after First Strike
Pairing: Sheppard/Weir
Characters: Sheppard, Weir, McKay
Spoilers: First Strike, Sunday
Warning: Character death
A/N: Tensions rise X-posted to [livejournal.com profile] lostcityfound and [livejournal.com profile] john_elizabeth
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please


Chapter 7

John walked into his quarters and found Elizabeth sitting at the dinner table.

“Hey,” he said walking up to her and kissing her on the temple.

“John, remind me when we agreed it would be all right for Rodney to wander around Zelenka’s lab unattended?” Elizabeth asked this while still keeping her eyes on her computer screen.

“Excuse me?” He asked. “Wasn’t Zelenka there with him?”

“I was referring to you or me,” she looked at him then. “You just let Zelenka take him into his lab where god knows what could hurt him?”

“Come on Elizabeth,” John responded. “Rodney needed to get away from us for a little while. He was having fun talking to Zelenka. Where is he now, anyway?”

“He’s in his room taking a nap,” she said. “Zelenka brought him back about fifteen minutes ago.”

“Look Elizabeth, you need to let go a little,” John said. “You and I could use a little time together.”

“I’m not sure I want to spend much time with you if this is how you treat your friends,” she snapped.

“Maybe if you’d let us go back to that planet, we could find out what caused this to happen to Rodney and maybe fix it.”

“My decision was final, John,” their voices were rising now. “It’s too dangerous. We can’t afford this happening to someone else.”

“Stop!”

John and Elizabeth turned around and saw Rodney standing outside his bedroom door clutching his head.

“Please don’t fight,” Rodney cried tears slipping down his face. “I’ll go. You won’t have to bother with me,” he crumpled to the floor still clutching his head.

John and Elizabeth looked at each other for only a second before running over to their fallen friend. John called for assistance from the infirmary.

“Rodney?” Elizabeth spoke in a quiet voice combing a hand through his hair. Tears were forming in her eyes spilling down her face.

John grabbed Rodney’s hand and squeezed it. It was only a matter of minutes before Dr. Keller and her team arrived.

&

John and Elizabeth were wandering around the small waiting room waiting for news on Rodney.

“Elizabeth,” John stopped and looked at his fiancée.

“What are we doing, John?” Elizabeth asked still moving.

“Elizabeth,” John stepped in front of her. “Come here,” he pulled her close to him holding her tight. “We’re gonna get through this. We just need to ask for help.”

“I know,” she held him just as tightly. “You’re right.”

“John, Elizabeth,” they looked over to see Teyla and Ronon come in. “What happened?” Teyla asked.

John explained what happened to Rodney. “I think it’s time we accept your offer for help,” he said to their friends.

Dr. Zagoran walked in followed by Dr. Heightmeyer. “We ran some tests,” Dr. Zagoran said. “And we didn’t find anything.”

“Which is why I believe stress is what is bringing on these headaches,” Heightmeyer explained.

Elizabeth nodded. “I’m not surprised. Things have been tense today.”

“I thought so,” Heightmeyer said. “I think you all need to come in and see me for counseling sessions. And I think you need to let others help you,” the last part was specifically directed at John and Elizabeth.

John and Elizabeth both nodded.

“Can we see him?” Elizabeth asked.

“Of course,” Dr. Zagoran said. “He should still be awake, but he was sedated. I’d like to keep him over night for observation, but I think he can be released in the morning.”

John and Elizabeth looked at Teyla and Ronon. “Go,” Teyla encouraged.

The couple nodded and John wrapped an arm around Elizabeth’s shoulders as they entered the room in which Rodney was resting.

Their friend was curled up on his side. His back was to them. They looked at each other for a moment and Elizabeth walked around to the other side of the bed sitting on the edge facing the head of the bed. “Rodney,” she placed her hand on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

John looked at Elizabeth and frowned. He sat on the other side of the bed placing his hand on Rodney’s arm next to Elizabeth’s hand. “Rodney, what are you apologizing for?”

“Told you I was trouble,” Rodney’s voice was shaking.

“Maybe so,” Elizabeth said. “But you’re worth it.”

“Don’t want you to fight,” Rodney said. His voice was getting weaker as the sedative was taking affect.

“I don’t think we can promise never to fight again,” Elizabeth said. “But we’ll promise to try to not let things get bad. We don’t want you hurting like this Rodney.”

“I think he’s asleep,” John whispered.

They stayed there for several more minutes until they were told to get some rest.
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