Title - Into the Night - Part 2/?
Pairing - Ronon/Keller
Rating - K+
Spoiler - I started to write this after Missing but anything upto 4x12 just to be safe.
Disclaimer - Not mine and they never will be!
Thank you - A big thank you to my beta
scoob2222 Into The Night 1/? ~*~*~*~
“What happened?” Jen asked as she turned continuously on the gurney that was being used to take her to the infirmary. “I need to exam him.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” Teyla said as she grabbed Jen’s hand, “Doctor Coldear is accessing Ronon. You need to worry about yourself.”
“I want to see Doctor Coldear.” Jen said as she was wheeled into the infirmary.
“I think he is a little busy right now.” Teyla said as her eyes differed over to Ronon.
“Just get someone to tell me what is going on,” Jen tried to pull Teyla’s attention back to her. ‘God these people worked for her, she should be able to get someone to tell her what was happening.’ “Teyla … please tell me what happened?”
“It appears that Ronon was shoot in the abdomen.”
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Infirmary - 21:12
Jen had managed to get herself out of bed and all the way to the other end of the infirmary; the secluded end that was reserved for seriously injured personnel. This is where she would find Ronon. No one would tell her his condition; she had wanted to make the trip as soon as she had heard that Ronon was out of surgery but Teyla wouldn’t leave until she promised to get some rest.
She hadn’t thought of Ronon ever being the one hurt. Not like this; not seriously. Never thought of him being so helpless. He could look after himself, and everyone around him. Ronon was strong, he never got hurt, but now she stood frozen just a few feet from his bed to scared to actually look at him laying unconscious in her infirmary.
“Doc?” John’s tone was soft as he emerged from the shadows in the far corner of the room.
It took a moment for Jen to respond, to trust herself to look up at John. “He carried me all the way from the village … he never said anything.”
“He wouldn’t.” John stepped closer to Jennifer and dragged a chair along with him so that she could take the weight off her injured leg. “His only concern would have been getting everyone back to Atlantis.”
“I’m a doctor, he should have said something.” Jen moved a little uncomfortably in the chair wanting to get closer to Ronon and at the same time making sure she kept her distance. “But instead he was dressing my leg, he was bleeding and I didn’t even notice.” She quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, hoping that John didn’t see the tears that had began to well there. “I’ve been off world twice and I’ve managed to get myself and the person I was with hurt both times.”
“This is not your fault, nor was Teyla.” John hesitated for a few seconds before placing his hand on her shoulder. “I think that maybe you should go back to bed and rest.”
“I just want to stay here for a little while.” Jen turned her head toward John and did her best to give him a reassuring smile. “I won’t be long.”
Jen waited until she couldn’t hear John’s footsteps anymore before pulling herself closer to the edge of Ronon’s bed, taking a deep breath she wrapped her hands around the railing and pulled herself back up. She focused on the monitors delaying the inevitable for a few more moments before she finally forced herself to look down. It was worse than she imagined, his face was sheet white with the one exception of the almost black circles around his eyes.
Glancing around to ensure that they really were on their own before Jen leaned in so her mouth was just inches from his ear, “I’m sorry,” her voice was barely above a whispered, as Jen pulled away from him she ran her hand softly across his forehead and let her fingers trail down his arm into his hand.
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Infirmary - 23:55
John smiled at the young technician as he passed the entrance to the infirmary, turning to watch him as he disappeared around the corner. It was late but the infirmary always had this soft sort of glow about it that John couldn’t stand, for whatever reason they insisted that the lights be on, no matter the time. It was one of the reasons he hated spending the night in this place; he was never able to sleep with so much light around him. He knew that Ronon wouldn’t have a problem with the light, he just had a problem sleeping.
So coming to visit him a midnight wasn’t going to be a problem.
And sure enough he was awake, only he still had company. Doctor Keller was exactly where John left her; she was sitting in the chair that he’d placed next to the bed, only now her head was resting on the edge of the bed. Apparently she didn’t have any problems sleeping with the lights on.
Even through the glass John could see that Ronon’s eyes were focused on her. “Hey big guy.” John said in low tones.
Ronon flicked his eyes up at the shock of hearing John’s voice. “Hey.” His voice was as gruff as normal, if somewhat hushed.
“Do you want me to come back … I can come back.” John pointed back toward the entrance to the infirmary.
“No,” Ronon’s eyes flicked back down to Jennifer. “Just don’t want to wake her.”
“She’s exhausted … I’m still not sure how she got herself in here with that foot of hers?” John guessed by the look on Ronon’s face that he had only just remembered that she was hurt. “She’s fine. It was more of graze.”
Ronon’s eyes once again fell to the sleeping Jennifer. “She couldn’t walk.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were hit?”
“We needed to get back,” Ronon didn’t lift his eyes as he spoke.
“We would have got her back safe.” John remarked as he guessed what Ronon wasn’t willing to admit to anyone but himself.
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