New Home (Stargate Atlantis fanfiction)

8 Visits

He stood on the porch of a neat, middle-sized house in Washington. Once again. The house was just like he could have imagined Elizabeth living here. Last time he was there it was after dark and he was not really interested in how it looked. Now he was curious. He remembered Elizabeth telling him that she picked it herself and also bought all the furniture. It was all hers, but they used to live there together. She was so excited to be back after they made contact with Earth after the first year in Pegasus. She asked to pick her up less than a week after and hardly said something on their way to the hotel. He was the one to come for her – by some strange coincidence he was close at the moment. He did not understand her until he'd torn the truth from Carson whom she confided in during last days of trip aboard the Daedalus.

John knocked, better to do this as fast as possible. Sweet, tall blonde who opened the door was exact opposite of Elizabeth, but who he was to judge. He berated himself. Concentrate, John, there's no time to hate this guy, he has to cooperate. He smiled. "Hey, I'm John Sheppard. I'm looking for Simon Wallis?"

"Simon, it's for you!" She said loudly. "Come in, my husband is in the garden, I will show you the way."

The man was reading from a large colorful book, sitting in a big chair in the beautiful garden. Little girl was listening from the grass nearby. He stopped reading and looked at John. "Good morning, mr..."

"Sheppard, John Sheppard." John saw a hint of recognition in other man's eyes. "Can we speak privately?"

"Yes, of course."

"What are you doing here, mister Sheppard?" Said Simon after they went to what looked like little library. It must have been Elizabeth's favourite room, he could see some of her much loved authors on the shelves.

"You remember me, don't you?"

"You..." he hesitated for a moment. "You picked Elizabeth after we broke up four years ago. I can't imagine what interest you may have here now after her death."

"How much do you know of the Stargate Program and Atlantis expedition?" John asked.

"I was given security clearance for minor information, but it was long in the past."

John knew it was pointless to beat around the bush any longer. Wallis knew enough. And about their animosity... this was not going to fade overnight, at least not on his end. "Look, Wallis, I need your help."

"What are you talking about?"

"Elizabeth needs your help."

"Elizabeth is dead." He stated.

"No, she's not." Simon stared at him for a moment without a clue. "We found her alive few weeks ago. She was well, but in a coma. When she woke up it turned out she forgot some part of her past and some governmental asses seemed fit to lock her in a mental institution so that nothing that slips will pose any security risk."

Wallis was just looking at him. John saw it was the best moment to show him the picture. "Oh my God." Was all he could choke. As a medical doctor he was aware of how bad it looked. John gave him another picture. Simon compared them and was speechless.

"The second picture if from about an hour before she was taken. The first is from yesterday."

"How much time between..."

"Almost two weeks."

Simon sat on the chair and looked on the pictures.

"You certainly owe her some help after how you treated her." John tried to say it as calmly as possible. "Your kid is what, four? You must have dated her mother for at least ... I don't know how long. But it's obvious that you moved on really shortly after she left for Pegasus."