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ok.. 5 mins short of an hour.. here's today's offering
Chapter 3 (or 4 to some)
Chapter 3 (or 4 to some)
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She slept well that night, her mind quiet and her body relaxed for the first time in what seemed like forever. The early morning light of dawn cast her quarters in an orange/pink glow, highlighting the ancient architecture and the odd personal touch she had embellished her quarters with. She rolled over, content to sleep for another hour before getting up for her first appointment at 1000hours, when her body connected with something solf and yielding lying next to her.
" Mpppffhhh" The body mumbled incoherently, obviously still fast asleep and not wanting to be woken quite yet.
Her eyes snapped open this time, taking in the mass of unruly black hair peeking out from one of her blankets. For a moment she froze, wondering just how much she must have had to drink to completely forget sleeping with someone.. till she realised he was still fully clothed... and he was John Sheppard.
The memories came crashing back to her, shattering the early morning calm that had settled in her mind. The capture, her rescue, the endless meetings and interrogations, and the massage. OH.. the massage! She must have fallen asleep during it, considering she was still topless, but draped in a warm and comfortable blanket.
John must have felt her eyes on him and he cracked an eye open, peering at her over the small mountain of blankets and pillows.
" g'morning" He mumbled, watching the series of emotions flicker across Elizabeth's face one at a time as her mind obviously caught up with her current state of undress and the fact that she wasn't alone.
" Good Morning" She replied, her voice hoarse from sleeping. She seemed to be at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing several times uselessly before she bothered even trying to form words.
" Don't worry, I behaved myself.. you feel asleep while I was giving you a back rub and I wanted to make sure you actually slept through the night" John explained easily, rolling onto his back and flinging the blanket back. He sat up and stretched, stretching his arms high above his head and rolling his shoulders.
Elizabeth sat up as well, dragging the blanket with her to remain covered before searching around for her top. She found it still rumpled on the bed covers, and John tactfully turned his back while she slipped it over her head.
" I take it you slept better?" He asked as she was once again fully dressed.
" Yeah.. thanks. The back rub really does work miracles. Scuse me... I need a shower" She gave him an honest smile, crossing the room to her bathroom before closing the door and running a hot shower. The hot water felt like heaven against her skin, focusing her mind and revitalising her body. 20 minutes later she emerged in a fresh set of clothes to find John had procured breakfast from somewhere and was now sitting quite happily munching his portion at her desk.
" You know you really shouldn't skip breakfast...." John admonished at her surprise, gesturing for her to come over and join him. She dragged a spare chair over and sat down opposite him, taking in the wafting aroma of fresh toast, juice and a bowl of cereal. Ok so it wasn't bacon and eggs in bed, but it was light, tasty and healthy, and she honestly appreciated the effort.
" Since when have you become my keeper?" She asked with a grin, adding some butter and jam to one of the slices of bread before pouring herself a cup of coffee.
" Since you got back.. and since you started talking about an 'US'" John quipped, scooping up the last of his cereal. " Besides, since the IOA and Rodney have been asking way too many questions and running far too many tests on you to be healthy, I thought you might appreciate some TLC" He added, slurping the last of the milk from his bowl and sipping his coffee.
His words rang true with Elizabeth, and she paused in eating her toast for a moment.
" I do appreciate it John, honest" She said with a smile, enjoying the attention he was lavishing apon her.
" well then it shall continue" John said with a florish, pinching a corner of her unfinished toast and popping it into his mouth.
" Hey!" She retorted as she tried to grab the toast back again.
" You snooze you loose! Besides.. if I'm doing all this TLC.. I gotta keep up my strength" he smirked, grinning foolishly at her. He honestly hadn't felt this carefree in a very long time and was quite enjoying it.
" Can I rescind that TLC comment if it means you're gonna flog my breakfast?" Elizabeth snarked, protectively holding her bowl of cereal close to her to protect it. She couldn't help but giggle at his antics, the bubbly sound music even to her own ears. How long had it been since she'd laughed?
Ten minutes later she had finished her breakfast and John had departed back to his own quarters for a shower and change of clothes before heading off to his first mission briefing. Elizabeth was due to spend another undoubtedly exhausting day with the IOA and the science teams, full of questions and being prodded with more scientific and medical equipment than she would ever care to lay eyes on again.
Six hours later she returned to her quarters feeling sore and sorry for herself, emotionally and physically drained from her ordeal. She flopped onto her bed, letting the firm mattress support her tired body as she closed her eyes for a few moments of peace and quiet. The questions with the IOA had acheived quite a bit, truth be told. She would officially be still listed as MIA back on Earth, since until they could come up with a permanent solution regarding her nanites she would never be able to set foot on her home planet again. To that end she would be working as the expeditions negotiator and translator, but forced to remain in the city at all times. These walls would become her prison until Rodney and Dr Keller could neutralise the nanites or remove them completely, and although it didn't bother her too much, she knew it would in the future.
A knock on her door and the swish of it opening before she could even open her mouth drew her attention away from her troubles and back to the present. John stood leaning against the doorframe, just enough to let the door slide closed behind him.
" Rough day?" He asked, taking in her expression and her utter.. floppiness.
" Yeah you could say that" She grumbled in reply, rising up on her elbow. " I can't ever leave Atlantis"
" Well that would suck... however it means you can't ever escape me" John quipped, unable to resist the urge to take a run-up then a flying leap to land beside her on the bed. She was nearly launched as the mattress recoiled, causing her to once again giggle at his antics.
" How come you always know how to make me laugh?" She asked between giggles.
" I dunno.. just do" He smirked, making a show of getting comfortable on her bed. " Although.. I wish this place had room service.. I would never leave then!"
" Room service.. pfft... although it is getting late.. is the Mess still serving dinner?" She questioned, nailing him with a semi-serious glare before pulling him up into a sitting position.
He glanced at his watch and nodded his head
" Should be... although dinner's already been served for two hours, so I'm not sure if Rodney's left anything" John mocked, getting to his feet and straightening his shirt. " After you Mi-Lady" he said with a deep bow, gesturing towards the door.
" Mpppffhhh" The body mumbled incoherently, obviously still fast asleep and not wanting to be woken quite yet.
Her eyes snapped open this time, taking in the mass of unruly black hair peeking out from one of her blankets. For a moment she froze, wondering just how much she must have had to drink to completely forget sleeping with someone.. till she realised he was still fully clothed... and he was John Sheppard.
The memories came crashing back to her, shattering the early morning calm that had settled in her mind. The capture, her rescue, the endless meetings and interrogations, and the massage. OH.. the massage! She must have fallen asleep during it, considering she was still topless, but draped in a warm and comfortable blanket.
John must have felt her eyes on him and he cracked an eye open, peering at her over the small mountain of blankets and pillows.
" g'morning" He mumbled, watching the series of emotions flicker across Elizabeth's face one at a time as her mind obviously caught up with her current state of undress and the fact that she wasn't alone.
" Good Morning" She replied, her voice hoarse from sleeping. She seemed to be at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing several times uselessly before she bothered even trying to form words.
" Don't worry, I behaved myself.. you feel asleep while I was giving you a back rub and I wanted to make sure you actually slept through the night" John explained easily, rolling onto his back and flinging the blanket back. He sat up and stretched, stretching his arms high above his head and rolling his shoulders.
Elizabeth sat up as well, dragging the blanket with her to remain covered before searching around for her top. She found it still rumpled on the bed covers, and John tactfully turned his back while she slipped it over her head.
" I take it you slept better?" He asked as she was once again fully dressed.
" Yeah.. thanks. The back rub really does work miracles. Scuse me... I need a shower" She gave him an honest smile, crossing the room to her bathroom before closing the door and running a hot shower. The hot water felt like heaven against her skin, focusing her mind and revitalising her body. 20 minutes later she emerged in a fresh set of clothes to find John had procured breakfast from somewhere and was now sitting quite happily munching his portion at her desk.
" You know you really shouldn't skip breakfast...." John admonished at her surprise, gesturing for her to come over and join him. She dragged a spare chair over and sat down opposite him, taking in the wafting aroma of fresh toast, juice and a bowl of cereal. Ok so it wasn't bacon and eggs in bed, but it was light, tasty and healthy, and she honestly appreciated the effort.
" Since when have you become my keeper?" She asked with a grin, adding some butter and jam to one of the slices of bread before pouring herself a cup of coffee.
" Since you got back.. and since you started talking about an 'US'" John quipped, scooping up the last of his cereal. " Besides, since the IOA and Rodney have been asking way too many questions and running far too many tests on you to be healthy, I thought you might appreciate some TLC" He added, slurping the last of the milk from his bowl and sipping his coffee.
His words rang true with Elizabeth, and she paused in eating her toast for a moment.
" I do appreciate it John, honest" She said with a smile, enjoying the attention he was lavishing apon her.
" well then it shall continue" John said with a florish, pinching a corner of her unfinished toast and popping it into his mouth.
" Hey!" She retorted as she tried to grab the toast back again.
" You snooze you loose! Besides.. if I'm doing all this TLC.. I gotta keep up my strength" he smirked, grinning foolishly at her. He honestly hadn't felt this carefree in a very long time and was quite enjoying it.
" Can I rescind that TLC comment if it means you're gonna flog my breakfast?" Elizabeth snarked, protectively holding her bowl of cereal close to her to protect it. She couldn't help but giggle at his antics, the bubbly sound music even to her own ears. How long had it been since she'd laughed?
Ten minutes later she had finished her breakfast and John had departed back to his own quarters for a shower and change of clothes before heading off to his first mission briefing. Elizabeth was due to spend another undoubtedly exhausting day with the IOA and the science teams, full of questions and being prodded with more scientific and medical equipment than she would ever care to lay eyes on again.
Six hours later she returned to her quarters feeling sore and sorry for herself, emotionally and physically drained from her ordeal. She flopped onto her bed, letting the firm mattress support her tired body as she closed her eyes for a few moments of peace and quiet. The questions with the IOA had acheived quite a bit, truth be told. She would officially be still listed as MIA back on Earth, since until they could come up with a permanent solution regarding her nanites she would never be able to set foot on her home planet again. To that end she would be working as the expeditions negotiator and translator, but forced to remain in the city at all times. These walls would become her prison until Rodney and Dr Keller could neutralise the nanites or remove them completely, and although it didn't bother her too much, she knew it would in the future.
A knock on her door and the swish of it opening before she could even open her mouth drew her attention away from her troubles and back to the present. John stood leaning against the doorframe, just enough to let the door slide closed behind him.
" Rough day?" He asked, taking in her expression and her utter.. floppiness.
" Yeah you could say that" She grumbled in reply, rising up on her elbow. " I can't ever leave Atlantis"
" Well that would suck... however it means you can't ever escape me" John quipped, unable to resist the urge to take a run-up then a flying leap to land beside her on the bed. She was nearly launched as the mattress recoiled, causing her to once again giggle at his antics.
" How come you always know how to make me laugh?" She asked between giggles.
" I dunno.. just do" He smirked, making a show of getting comfortable on her bed. " Although.. I wish this place had room service.. I would never leave then!"
" Room service.. pfft... although it is getting late.. is the Mess still serving dinner?" She questioned, nailing him with a semi-serious glare before pulling him up into a sitting position.
He glanced at his watch and nodded his head
" Should be... although dinner's already been served for two hours, so I'm not sure if Rodney's left anything" John mocked, getting to his feet and straightening his shirt. " After you Mi-Lady" he said with a deep bow, gesturing towards the door.
Really, another great chapter and I still love what you're doing with my plotbunnies. Keep it up and I can't wait to read more
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