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You asked for it!!!!! Part 10
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He could normally handle pain......the everyday sort……sprains, bruises, injuries afflicted during his regular sparring sessions with Teyla, but this was entirely different..this was on a level that he had never experienced, he was struggling to cope. He knew he had a high pain threshold, one that could normally see him through, but the agony travelling up his body from his leg was threatening to overwhelm his senses and it terrified him. He was trembling uncontrollably, he felt ice cold..yet he could feel the sweat dripping off his face and body, soaking through his shirt, cooling against his body almost instantly………he felt unable to cope and as he looked at Teyla, he saw fear register in her eyes as she glanced down to his wounded leg briefly and then back to his face.
“You must lie still John……the others will return soon and I will be able to give you something for the pain”, she tried hard to sound reassuring but he could sense the desperation in her voice, her normal strength replaced with something different, something that he had never heard before.
“I….need to know…..T..Teyla….” his voice was small and weak.
“I nee..d to know about m-my…leg…its……..important….I n-n-need to know!”. He knew he sounded desperate, but there was a growing uncertainty in his mind…..uncertainty about how this would affect his future……his ability to fly….God…if he lost his leg….his life would never be the same…
“Teyla …..please………...tell…. m-me!”
“Your leg has a deep wound John, but I have cleansed it as much as I can and it is now covered…the bones of your leg have been broken by the trap…we will need to splint it, if we can, before we travel back to the jumper...I have done all I can for the time being………….be strong John…..I am here with you…you are not alone”
Teyla leant forward and stroked to the side, a stray hair that had become plastered to his forehead, his normal shock of dark hair now laying unnaturally limp and soaked with sweat. She felt the trembling in his body, weather from cold or shock she wasn’t sure, but it travelled through his body as her hand made contact with his skin.……..skin that felt cold and clammy under her touch. Her fingers drifted down to his neck and she felt for his pulse…..it was racing, but felt so weak. She closed her eyes and placed her hands either side of his face and lowered her head so there was the briefest contact between them, silently praying that her strength could pass to him.
“Be strong John….we will be home soon”
“You must lie still John……the others will return soon and I will be able to give you something for the pain”, she tried hard to sound reassuring but he could sense the desperation in her voice, her normal strength replaced with something different, something that he had never heard before.
“I….need to know…..T..Teyla….” his voice was small and weak.
“I nee..d to know about m-my…leg…its……..important….I n-n-need to know!”. He knew he sounded desperate, but there was a growing uncertainty in his mind…..uncertainty about how this would affect his future……his ability to fly….God…if he lost his leg….his life would never be the same…
“Teyla …..please………...tell…. m-me!”
“Your leg has a deep wound John, but I have cleansed it as much as I can and it is now covered…the bones of your leg have been broken by the trap…we will need to splint it, if we can, before we travel back to the jumper...I have done all I can for the time being………….be strong John…..I am here with you…you are not alone”
Teyla leant forward and stroked to the side, a stray hair that had become plastered to his forehead, his normal shock of dark hair now laying unnaturally limp and soaked with sweat. She felt the trembling in his body, weather from cold or shock she wasn’t sure, but it travelled through his body as her hand made contact with his skin.……..skin that felt cold and clammy under her touch. Her fingers drifted down to his neck and she felt for his pulse…..it was racing, but felt so weak. She closed her eyes and placed her hands either side of his face and lowered her head so there was the briefest contact between them, silently praying that her strength could pass to him.
“Be strong John….we will be home soon”
Josie You still having trouble with you connection you go broadband didn't you? is it not good? Am still trying to get broadband sorted think i will be on dial up forever!!!
Stupid stupid connection isn't working. 
Ouch, poor Sheppy. Joe did say in the Siege I commentary that he looked constipated, so it's quite possible poor Shep could suffer!!! 
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