This fic is complete, so I will update regularly. Written for the SGA Santa Livejournal.
Fic: A Series of Unfortunate Events 1/2 (Emmagan/Sheppard)
Title: A Series of Unfortunate Events
Spoilers: Spoilers for All of Season 4
Summary: Replaying her words in his head was enough to make any man lose his sanity.
A Series of Unfortunate Events - Chapter 1 Peace of Mind
He cringed, squeezing the can of beer in his hands. Replaying her words in his head was enough to make any man lose his sanity. John didn't want that memory, not now. It haunted him.
But the memory forced itself anyway ; crashing his thoughts, shadowing his steps, torturing his reasoning, crushing his inner strength.
Tightly, he closed his eyes, willing his mind to erase the conversation, to vanish everything into thin air and for everything to be as it once was, before her statement, before her confession, before her lies, and her open betrayal.
She was pregnant.
Standing on the edge of the city, awfully close to the water's edge, John stood still against the sound of the waves splashing violently at the city's borders. He'd have to face her eventually, and realize the truth.
She belonged to another man.
Nothing seemed too matter now. Everything was lost. He was lost. An overwhelming feeling of emptiness and darkness streamed down his entire being. In this cold night air, John Sheppard silently wished he had never come to Atlantis. Maybe he should just pack up and…
"Sheppard," he recognized that loud hoarse voice.
The dreadlock friend stood by his side for a long time before he spoke again.
"She waited for you."
Taking a sip of his beer, John pondered on his words.
"Yeah, I can see that she did."
Slowly, he felt Ronon back away from the edge, but not before his strong hands gripped John's shoulder in a tight squeeze. Was he feeling sorry for him, remorse or just plain angry with him ?
Who knows and who cares. Not John, not now, and at that moment, not ever.
She was carrying another man's child. She was pregnant. And there was nothing he could do to change that; Nothing.
Emptying the last contents in his can of beer, he wrangled and wrestled with his inner self. Stepping back away from the edge, a sigh of relief stirred his nerves , bringing a peace of mind to his shattered soul.
She's here, still with you, even if her heart belongs to someone else. And Ronon had just confessed what he couldn't do himself; she had waited for him.
This was his loss, and his fault. Realization hit like a fast train, with John reveling on the idea that she had wanted him just as much as he had wanted her. Now, his chance was gone and the only peace of mind that carried him through this was the fact that regardless of her sudden revelation, John would always be there for her.
If that meant finding the father of her unborn child, then he'd swallow his pride and do just that because in the end, when it all came down to the truth, she was…well, she was a member of his team and… he loved her. Hell, yeah! Why deny it, now?
He loved her.
When he first met her, he knew that he'd do anything for her. Whatever had to be done to make her happy, protect her at all cost, and let her live the life that she deserved was all he ever wanted for her.
Did that mean that he'd freely let her go to fight on her own to rescue her people and reunite with her lost lover? Hell, no! Not even he could stop himself from letting her go. He'd be damned if he 'd stand by and allow her to risk her life, not if he had anything to do or say about it.
The truth is that he could never let her go. Not ever!
He may have lost any chance of being more than just a friend to her, but this was not your ordinary woman. This was his friend, a valuable member of his team, this was Teyla; the only woman he would ever truly love.
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