[SH] Domestic Talk

[shepcrew]

[ooc: this takes place shortly after "Sunday". For our purposes the role of Doctor Jennifer Keller will be played by Jessica Alba, and not Jewel Staite, because frankly, it's less head-hurty that way.]John trudged down the hallways, trying to scrub the images burned into his visit to the infirmary just now. Carson was in somewhat stable condition

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[sevenvirtues]

Elizabeth had intercepted her as soon as she'd stepped through the 'Gate to explain the somewhat cryptic and alarming message they'd greeted her with. The explanation wasn't much less worrying than the cryptic message, although at least she arrived after it was all over bar the worrying.

And once she'd heard what had happened she made her way straight to John's quarters. He was off duty for the moment, although probably on call. If he wasn't in the infirmary that was where he would be, she thought.

[shepcrew]

Hands folded on his stomach, eyes staring at the ceiling, he didn't flinch when she entered. Perhaps a slow blink, a deep sigh, a lick at his lips but nothing more.

He's still trying to wrap his head around a few things, the least of which being how close he nearly came to losing two friends.

As she nears, his head will finally tilt in her general direction and his lips will quirk up into a very tired, slightly sad, only a tad forced smile.

[sevenvirtues]

She settles down on the floor next to his bed, next to his head and shoulders. After everything she'd heard she wasn't sure if he would want to talk about it and get it out or just remain silent and twisted up, but she would be there in either case.

She reached out, one hand lightly covering his. She didn't ask; she couldn't think of a question that she'd be certain he'd be inclined to answer, however briefly.

[shepcrew]

His other hand covers hers and he sighs, this time in a letting loose sort of way, trying to ease the knot inside. He's not sure how much he wants to talk, either. Part of him just wants to be quiet, another part wants to kick her out for a while, and yet another wants to cling to her like there's no tomorrow.

"I'm sorry you had to come home to this," he says, startling himself a little with the sound of his voice. Man, he sounded tired. And done. Take the rest of the day off, Sheppard. Seriously.