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[SH] Domestic Talk

Feb 02, 2008 20:21

[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 ( Read more... )

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sevenvirtues February 3 2008, 01:29:50 UTC

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 February 3 2008, 01:42:48 UTC

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 February 3 2008, 01:56:18 UTC

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 February 3 2008, 02:01:20 UTC

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.

sevenvirtues February 3 2008, 02:08:33 UTC

There wasn't anything you could have done, she wants to say, and somehow feels that's not what he needs to hear right now at all. So instead all she can come up with to reassure him is, "I'm here now."

Which is sort of to say she's sorry she wasn't there before. And sort of to say she wants him to relax, to take from her what he needs and just, rest. Let himself rest. And partly just to reassure him that if he does want to brood or mourn alone, she'll go find some other part of Atlantis that needs her help for a while. That she's not going anywhere.

shepcrew February 3 2008, 02:28:53 UTC

"I know." He rubs his thumb over the back of her hand, still a little absent. And he seems to come to some sort of decision, as his fingers wrap around her hand and tug gently.

He turns to face her and moves back a little, making room for her. "C'mon," he says softly, eyes still a little hollow.

sevenvirtues February 3 2008, 02:34:36 UTC

She rises gracefully and settles next to him as he tugs her, still quiet, just settling in for the moment to be with him.

She knows the basics of what happened. How he feels about it is... well, some of it's evident. And the rest, she'll tease what she can out of him so it doesn't fester and hold him through it all, and let go of what she can't help.

She's long since accepted that there are some things about Sheppard that she simply can't help as much as she might want to. And maybe that helps more than anything.

shepcrew February 3 2008, 02:40:21 UTC

He snuggles into her, hiding his face in her hair and breathing deep. One hand threads through the strands, and his eyes play over her face. "I love you," he whispers. Because after the last several hours, he wants to make sure she knows. Just in case.

And perhaps there's something in his eyes that speaks more to weariness than to hurt, and the burden of command still sits heavy on his shoulders.

sevenvirtues February 3 2008, 03:25:27 UTC

She smiles, and if it's touched with sadness there's calm steadiness too underneath that. Her palm rests, fingers spread, over his heart for a moment as she snuggles back and holds him tightly.

"I love you." It's not as though she isn't used to this, moments of urgency underscoring the need to say ... it's why, after all, they part ways through the gate with those words, and why they greet each other always saying how much they missed and care for each other.

It's not as though she hasn't seen that look before, even on him, and she knows what it means. She just holds him, willing to share as much as she can, to listen or just to be there. She knows better than to try and suggest he lay it down, or try and take that burden from him in some sort of clumsy manner. She also knows better than to ask outright, as precarious as this is.

shepcrew February 3 2008, 20:42:44 UTC

He closes his eyes for a long moment, just resting in her presence. As he looks at her again, the smile that plays over his lips is a wry one. "Wished you were here, earlier," he says, voice catching a little. And by earlier he means before the bad stuff. "Coulda watched Ronon mop the floor with me again."

Because if he tries to talk about the other stuff right now...he can't, not yet.

sevenvirtues February 3 2008, 22:43:15 UTC

She laughs softly, gently, hugging him a little tighter. "I thought this was supposed to be a rest day. You find getting beaten up by Ronon restful?" she teases gently.

Leaving the other stuff aside for now. Pretend, at least in out loud conversation that everything's normal. Hold on tight, protective, cradling him anyway, because it isn't.

shepcrew February 4 2008, 23:35:24 UTC

"Well," he says with a sheepish smile. "It was Ronon's idea. He was getting bored with the golf. After a couple rounds of Ronon's little game I dragged him here for some tunes and munchies." And Guy Talk.

He seems to be settling a bit, relaxation a long way away but still not outside the realm of possibility.

sevenvirtues February 5 2008, 00:34:30 UTC

"Of course it was Ronon's idea," she smiles softly back, kissing his forehead. "I wouldn't expect it would be your idea to get beat up."

She figures Guy Talk is involved; it usually is. And in accordance with the Guy-Girl treaty, she doesn't ask yet. Just threads her fingers through his hair, rubs his shoulder lightly.

shepcrew February 5 2008, 01:33:56 UTC

"Nah. I get beat up enough at work." He closes his eyes as her fingers thread through his hair, and leans into her touches. "And I'm sorry to say I have no gossip for you," he adds, snuggling into the bed a little. "Ronon's worse than I am when it comes to talking."

sevenvirtues February 5 2008, 01:53:40 UTC

"I suppose I guessed that." Mostly she just pets him, being there, warm and steady for him to talk to, settle down. "Well, should I ask what you two talked about, or was it guy stuff?"

Gently teasing. The way a woman does with the man she loves.

shepcrew February 5 2008, 02:05:34 UTC

A light shrug. Off-handed, "We talked about girls, mainly. He wondered when you and I were getting married, I wondered if he was ever going to make new friends..."

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