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sga_flashficTitle: Heartbeat
Author: ForCryinOutLoud
Rating: PG
Category: McShep angst/hurt/comfort
Summary: He couldn't imagine going on without him.
Standing on the balcony over looking the east section of the city he watched the sun set, the water rolling in gentle waves as the wind caressed his sweat soaked skin. The nightmares weren't going away--not that he expected them to any time soon. If he closed his eyes he could still see the blood, still see the look of panic on Rodney's face, and still feel the utter pain of helplessness he felt as he pressed a bandage to his chest seeing it soaked through in minutes. He stared into Rodney's eyes, willing him to understand everything his training was forcing him to deny, to make him understand that he had to survive--John couldn't imagine going on without him.
When Rodney's eyes had slid shut, his breathing slowing...shaking himself John tried to think of other things. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop the images floating in his mind's eyes, taunting him. He hadn't protected Rodney and because of his failure Rodney paid the price. He closed his eyes, body shuddering against the chill air and the memories of so much blood--so much wasted time.
Arms slipped around his bare chest, holding him tightly, grounding him.
He laid he head back on Rodney's shoulder saying a silent thank you to whoever was listening that he hadn't lost the person who meant more to him than life itself.
He sighed happily as Rodney's lips grazed his shoulder before he let himself be pulled back inside.
Curling against Rodney, laying his head on Rodney's chest, he listened to the steady thump of the heartbeat under his ear and he thought it was the sweetest sound he had ever heard.
Author: ForCryinOutLoud
Rating: PG
Category: McShep angst/hurt/comfort
Summary: He couldn't imagine going on without him.
Standing on the balcony over looking the east section of the city he watched the sun set, the water rolling in gentle waves as the wind caressed his sweat soaked skin. The nightmares weren't going away--not that he expected them to any time soon. If he closed his eyes he could still see the blood, still see the look of panic on Rodney's face, and still feel the utter pain of helplessness he felt as he pressed a bandage to his chest seeing it soaked through in minutes. He stared into Rodney's eyes, willing him to understand everything his training was forcing him to deny, to make him understand that he had to survive--John couldn't imagine going on without him.
When Rodney's eyes had slid shut, his breathing slowing...shaking himself John tried to think of other things. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop the images floating in his mind's eyes, taunting him. He hadn't protected Rodney and because of his failure Rodney paid the price. He closed his eyes, body shuddering against the chill air and the memories of so much blood--so much wasted time.
Arms slipped around his bare chest, holding him tightly, grounding him.
He laid he head back on Rodney's shoulder saying a silent thank you to whoever was listening that he hadn't lost the person who meant more to him than life itself.
He sighed happily as Rodney's lips grazed his shoulder before he let himself be pulled back inside.
Curling against Rodney, laying his head on Rodney's chest, he listened to the steady thump of the heartbeat under his ear and he thought it was the sweetest sound he had ever heard.
