There was nothing else. It was just John in the ship, one dead in the back, two still alive. And then John. He was the one who would bring them back. He flew the ship close enough, making it to the Enterprise before he felt like he was losing consciouness too. No, he had to get the shuttle in, landed. He would.

And he did. It was a rocky landing and the send they were in, all he could do was open the shuttle door, and collapse in his chair. Immediately there was medical crew getting them on stretchers and back to med bay. John had the consciousness briefly to look up at the nurse checking his vitals to say, "Keep her away... the baby..." and the nurse nodded. She understood. He'd kill her if she didn't keep Nyota back.

He was covered in blisters and burns welting up on his skin. He felt like he'd been baked, joints stiff, everything painfully stuck as it was. His back hurt where he was on the stretcher, his body wanting to jump out of it's skin. He was losing consciousness again.