Description: Katie is kidding herself
Disclaimer: *sing-song* Not mine, not mine, not mine *sing-song* *Peeks out from under eyelashes* *whispers* Is that enough?
He doesn’t love you, he never has, you see it in his eyes, every time he looks at you.
Sure, there’s affection and at first you kid yourself. It’s more than you ever see him show to anyone else.
You tell yourself that it’s just his way, that he doesn’t show his love like that. After all, the closest to affection you ever see him show, to anyone other than you, is a quiet admiration for Radek Zelenka and an irritable friendship with Carson Beckett.
But then you see him outside the labs, then you see him come in from a mission with John Sheppard bleeding, but alive, in his arms, the Colonel's fingers clinging to his jacket.
Then you see the love in his eyes, bright and strong and clear.
Shining like a beacon, burning like a fire. It’s beautiful.
But he isn’t looking at you.