Something I just cooked up:
Spoiler:
There was one thing about that last feeding that remained fixated on Elizabeth's mind. John had mumbled something under his breath, beneath the thick white gag. She wondered what those words were, since he thought that the last feeding would be his execution, they must of been some final words John wanted to say before he would succomb to terrible agony.
He was home now. Safe, back to his old handsome self. But Elizabeth was curious on what those four incoherent words he whispered. She found herself making her way to John's room mostly because she wanted to see him alive and well, but partly out of curiousity on what those words were. It wasn't long until her hand reached up to knock on the door.
"John it's me," Elizabeth said, "may I come in?"
"Of course," His voice uttered from behind the door.
His door opened on it's own. Atlantis must had sensed it. Not long after she walked in, the door quickly shut behind her John sat on the edge of his bed carefully untying his boots. His ipod speakers played his favorite Johnny Cash. He looked calm and complacient, most likely content by that he was alive. She just simply sat on the bed next to him.
"Are you alright," Elizabeth asked.
John lifted his head towards her and gave her a reassuring smile. She had to admit his smile usually made everything better.
"I am fine," He said cheerfully, "glad to be home, and you?"
"I am bit shaken but I am glad you're safe," Elizabeth said. There was a long awkward pause between them. Only the sound of Johnny Cash Echoed through the room. "John you whispered four words before the last feeding, what were they?"
John turned his head away and swallowed. Elizabeth placed her hand gently on his shoulder.
"John," She said quietly, "I didn't mean to upset you..."
"No," He replied turning his head back towards her, "I thought if I whispered it it wouldn't reach you anyway, but I thought what the heck might as well try. But I thought I was going to die, but now that I am alive I don't think I can hide it anymore" His hand became linked with hers. Elizabeth's breath quickened. Yes she had feelings for John but she had to push them aside because of her postion and she doubted he would feel something for her back. "I said, 'I love you Elizabeth'"
Elizabeth winced as tears began to fall down her eyes. It wasn't out of sadness. It was the fact his speech was restricted but he still tried to find a way to tell her how he felt about her. It told her that he truly had love for her.
"Maybe I shouldn't have said that." He mumbled as she took his face in his hands.
She sniffed and took his face in his hands.
"I am not crying because I am sad," She said, "I am crying because I am happy, happy that you love me."
And slowly and gently their lips touched.
He was home now. Safe, back to his old handsome self. But Elizabeth was curious on what those four incoherent words he whispered. She found herself making her way to John's room mostly because she wanted to see him alive and well, but partly out of curiousity on what those words were. It wasn't long until her hand reached up to knock on the door.
"John it's me," Elizabeth said, "may I come in?"
"Of course," His voice uttered from behind the door.
His door opened on it's own. Atlantis must had sensed it. Not long after she walked in, the door quickly shut behind her John sat on the edge of his bed carefully untying his boots. His ipod speakers played his favorite Johnny Cash. He looked calm and complacient, most likely content by that he was alive. She just simply sat on the bed next to him.
"Are you alright," Elizabeth asked.
John lifted his head towards her and gave her a reassuring smile. She had to admit his smile usually made everything better.
"I am fine," He said cheerfully, "glad to be home, and you?"
"I am bit shaken but I am glad you're safe," Elizabeth said. There was a long awkward pause between them. Only the sound of Johnny Cash Echoed through the room. "John you whispered four words before the last feeding, what were they?"
John turned his head away and swallowed. Elizabeth placed her hand gently on his shoulder.
"John," She said quietly, "I didn't mean to upset you..."
"No," He replied turning his head back towards her, "I thought if I whispered it it wouldn't reach you anyway, but I thought what the heck might as well try. But I thought I was going to die, but now that I am alive I don't think I can hide it anymore" His hand became linked with hers. Elizabeth's breath quickened. Yes she had feelings for John but she had to push them aside because of her postion and she doubted he would feel something for her back. "I said, 'I love you Elizabeth'"
Elizabeth winced as tears began to fall down her eyes. It wasn't out of sadness. It was the fact his speech was restricted but he still tried to find a way to tell her how he felt about her. It told her that he truly had love for her.
"Maybe I shouldn't have said that." He mumbled as she took his face in his hands.
She sniffed and took his face in his hands.
"I am not crying because I am sad," She said, "I am crying because I am happy, happy that you love me."
And slowly and gently their lips touched.
Would you like us to bring you back anything special? 
Uh, no thanks
Things got a bit insane for a while. I suspect it wasn't as bad as when Michael Shanks left though. I wasn't here for that. Anybody?
No, no, I'm not going underwater in a jumper!
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