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Copyright 2008 Susan Walker (aka SuzieB)

All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.

Chapter 3

John made his way down the corridor as fast as he could but it wasn’t exactly easy with his shroud flapping around his ankles. He should have snagged a set of scrubs while he was in the infirmary but after Chang…well, it hadn’t been a good idea to stick around.

Jesus! He stopped, leaning against the wall. “Oh, God…what did I do?”

He fell to his knees, his face in his hands, nose twitching at the coppery smell of the blood on him.

Oh, God…blood…Chang’s blood!

His hands…his chest…he rubbed at them frantically with the edge of the sheet, trying to wipe it off.

Grimacing, he rubbed a hand over his mouth and then stopped.

John caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Nothing more than a shadow moving across the floor, but he knew he had to get out of there and get out fast. He staggered to his feet. There wasn’t anywhere to go. There were no side corridors to this hallway and from the sound of the footsteps headed his way, they would be there any second.

He flattened himself against the wall, holding the sheet tight against him and trying to blend in with the shadows.

He held his breath, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. A familiar smell flooded his nose and the words were out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

“Teyla…”

Teyla stopped. She turned her head, looking back down the corridor and the room she had just come out of. Sadly, she shook her head. For most of the day she, Elizabeth and Rodney had been packing away John’s things. Not that there was that much of them to begin with, just a few clothes, uniforms mostly, and some personal belongings.

It had been a sad gathering. Elizabeth and Rodney had known the Major far longer than she had herself but still she had come to consider the man more than just a close friend. Elizabeth was taking the Major’s death hard but Rodney was taking it much worse than either one of them.

So much worse that Carson had finally given him a sedative to help him sleep.

Teyla wished now that she’d gotten him to give her one as well. For the last few hours she’d been sitting alone in John’s quarters, surrounded by his things. She’d already said her goodbyes to him but still she felt that something wasn’t right.

And now here she was thinking that she had heard him speak her name.

“Teyla.”

“John?” She whirled around, eyes frantically searching the shadows, certain she’d seen something only to realize that the voice was Carson’s and it was coming from the headset she still wore.

“Yes, Carson?”

“Teyla, could you…could you come to the infirmary as quickly as possible? Elizabeth’s already on her way, as well.” Carson paused. “There’s something you should both see.”

“Carson, can it not wait till morning? I am tired-“

“I know you are, lass.” Carson said sharply. “But I need you to come down here now. As quickly as possible.”

Teyla suddenly felt very cold. She started to tap the ear piece and then thought better of it. From the sound of Carson’s voice he seemed extremely agitated about something but there was one thing that she knew for sure. The fear in his voice had had been very real.