sg_lab2

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: A little angst, a little fluff
Disclaimer: The characters and Stargate Atlantis don’t belong to me and I’m not making anything from this.
Feedback: Yes please

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john_elizabeth

Chapter 9

John’s eyes snapped open. Something had woken him up. He listened for a moment and heard some banging. He looked over at the other side of the bed and saw it was empty. He frowned for a moment before remembering Elizabeth was staying in Kate Heightmeyer’s quarters.

Kate had gotten some romantic notions in her head and insisted John could not see Elizabeth until tomorrow when they met at the alter. The two women and Teyla had spent the evening together as an impromptu bachelorette party. Elizabeth had asked Teyla to be her Maid of Honor and Kate to be a Bride’s Maid.

John had spent the evening with Rodney, Ronon, Zelenka and Lorne. It was a much quieter bachelor party than his first one and John was rather grateful. His first one he had gotten drunk and was hung over the next day which happened to be his wedding day. He figured he should have had a clue about the future of that marriage from that experience alone.

John then heard glass breaking and got up. He went to the closet and pulled out the small safe taking out his 9mm. Days before Rodney had moved in to John and Elizabeth’s quarters, John decided he needed to get a safe for his sidearm.

He walked out of his room holding his gun low. It was dark, but he could hear noises coming from the kitchen. He entered the room and reaching out for the light, he pointed his gun.

His heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest; inches from the barrel of the gun was Rodney’s head. John’s entire body froze for a moment before his hand holding the gun went limp and it dropped to his side.

The next thing he did surprised both of them. He put his gun down on the counter and grabbing hold of Rodney, John pulled him into a hug. He held on for a long moment. He then pushed Rodney back holding him at arms length by the shoulders. “What the hell were you doing? Do you have any idea how close I came to shooting you?”

Rodney’s lower lip began to quiver and tears started leaking out. “I’m sorry,” he stuttered out.

John sighed and pulled Rodney in for another hug. They stayed that way until he could feel Rodney calm down. He pulled back enough to look at Rodney. His friend looked miserable. “All right, stay here. I’m just going to put my gun away and I’ll be right back.”

He went into his room and locked his gun away. Turning around, he jumped about two feet off the floor. Rodney was barely two inches away from him. “I thought I told you to stay put.”

“I’s scared,” Rodney said. “Had a bad dream.”

“Why didn’t you come wake me?” John asked.

“Didn’t want to bother you. You need your sleep for tomorrow.”

John wrapped an arm around Rodney’s shoulders. “Hey, you’re my Best Man; if something’s bothering you, you should tell me. You want to talk about it?” Rodney shook his head. “Are you ready to go back to bed?”

Rodney shook his head vigorously. “No, I don’t want to go back there. Please don’t leave me there,” tears looked ready to threaten again.

John looked at his friend and sighed. “All right.”

&

John opened one eye and saw a large blurry figure standing over him. Whatever was standing there was back lit by the sun shining through the window. He blinked several times and rubbed his eyes.

“Ronon?”

“Sheppard,” the Satedan said in that low gravely voice of his. “Should I tell your fiancée the wedding’s off?”

“What?” John’s voice sounded a little panicked. “Am I late?” He grabbed his clock and saw he had plenty of time before the ceremony. “Damn it Ronon. What the hell’s going on?” He looked at the other man’s face and saw that mischievous glint in his eyes and then he nodded over behind John.

The Colonel frowned and looked over his shoulder. Rodney was laying flat on his stomach, arms pulled close to his sides with his head turned away from them. John turned back to Ronon and rolled his eyes. “He had a bad dream last night and didn’t want to be alone.”

“He okay?” Ronon’s tone was serious now.

“Yeah,” John said smiling fondly at Rodney’s sleeping figure. He turned back to Ronon and eyed him with a glint of amusement. “You’re taking the giving the bride away role a little too seriously.”

“I like Elizabeth,” Ronon grinned showing his teeth.

John sniffed. “Everyone likes Elizabeth. What about me?”

“We like you too. It’s just that everyone will be lining up to kick your ass if you hurt her,” Ronon said.

“What if she hurts me?” John pouted.

“She wouldn’t,” Ronon smirked.

“Oh har har,” John said. “Would you just help me wake up the sleeping log in my bed?”

&

John’s arms were wrapped around his wife’s waist. He kept running that through his mind. His wife. The day had been perfect. They had decided to hold the wedding on the mainland having only those that would be in the wedding party.

Teyla and Elizabeth with a small security team headed by Lorne had gone to a planet Teyla was familiar with where they could hopefully find the right dresses for the wedding. They found an off white silk dress. It had a high collar in the back, long sleeves and dipped down in the front showing off just a little cleavage. The back was long trailing behind about a foot. The front hem was just at the ankle. They found two dresses of similar color and fabric reaching the ankle but not trailing behind.

John had fidgeted in his uniform waiting for his bride while Rodney did the same while constantly checking his pocket to make sure the ring was still there.

The reception was held back on Atlantis where everyone on the expedition was invited. People had come and gone throughout the next several hours eating and dancing for a little while until they would have to return to their duties.

“Ronon told me he caught you and Rodney in bed together this morning,” Elizabeth said.

They were in their quarters now dancing to some soft music. Rodney was staying at Ronon’s for the next couple of nights.

John had his jacket and tie off. He rolled his eyes. “I’m never gonna live this one down, am I?”

“No,” she laughed.

“You are an evil woman, Mrs. Sheppard,” he said kissing her.

She let out a happy sigh. “Mrs. Sheppard. I kind of like the sound of that. Not that I’ll hear it much.”

“Care to move this party into the bedroom, Mrs. Sheppard?”

“You’re not gonna continue calling me that all night are you?”

He tugged her towards the bedroom. “I love you, Elizabeth,” John said some time later as they lay in each other’s arms and Elizabeth smiled.