Title: Uncertainty
Rating: G
Spoiler: First Strike
Disclaimer: Sadly, belongs to those guys over there.
A/N: So, uh I have no idea how this came about, but somewhere my brains decided: 'Let's bastardise Patrick Henry!' And then I depressed myself and decided to share. Also, this is not beta'd... do you need that for a drabble?


Uncertainty


Give him life.

Give him death.

But don't leave John Sheppard teetering on the edge between them.

There was no time to pace the infirmary, so he paced her office under the guise of command, of control.

She did when their roles were opposite.

He barked orders, ran between command and the chair room; sometimes just for the hell of it.

He worked to keep them alive, to keep them safe.

If he kept moving he wasn’t in limbo, she wasn’t dying or not dying.

It wouldn’t catch up with him.

He needed to keep the city running, flying.

Breathing.


Fin