Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[cuttingonions]

I can do better than that. It's not beta'd so beware of errors.

Spoiler:

Fly Away Home

It wasn't so much the window shattering scream as the direction from which it was coming that sent a cold chill up John Sheppard's spine. He stopped in his tracks for a second before taking the rest of the control room steps two at a time. Blowing past Chuck, who sat frozen at his console with a startled expression on his face, John threw himself through the door to Elizabeth's office looking in all directions for the cause of the alarm.

Elizabeth stood on her desk chair which was threatening to roll away and dislodge her at any moment. She had stopped screaming and was now pointing at the side of her desk, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Elizabeth?” John tore his eyes from her face and followed the direction of her pointing finger. Not seeing anything unusual, he took a step closer and repeated her name.

“Bug,” she managed to force out. “It was on my arm and then...” Flapping her hands in alarm, Elizabeth managed to direct his attention to the small creature which was now crawling across her desk in an attempt to flee the scene.

John winced in sympathy and bent from the waist to peer at the assailant. It was about the size of a dime and had flattened itself out until it's five rather hairy legs looked like the points of a star. What John could make out of its tiny body appeared to be scaly and mottled brown.

John grabbed a small bowl off the desk and scooped the creature into it where it immediately curled into a ball and lay trembling in the bottom.

“I cannot believe I came in here and found you screaming like a girl, Elizabeth.”

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

“Oh, I noticed. In fact...”

“Who's that screaming? What's going on? I could hear you all the way down the hall,” Rodney poked his head in the door and surveyed the room looking for the cause of the disturbance.

John set the dish down on the desk and reached out a hand to help Elizabeth step off her office chair and back onto the floor with as much dignity as possible. Rodney, meanwhile, had walked over and was peering into the little bowl.

“Oh, yeah,” he said quietly, “we get these down in my lab. They're cute little buggers.”

“Cute!” Elizabeth exclaimed, taking a step back and refusing to look at the creature. “Your cute little friend attacked me.”

John smirked and leaned closer to peer at the tightly wound insect while Rodney poked at the bowl trying to get it to unroll itself.

“I hardly think it attacked you, Elizabeth,” Rodney said. “The ones in the lab sit on top of the cabinets and sometimes fly down at us. They're lucky if we don't step on them but I really don't think they intend any harm.” He gave the bowl a shake for good measure.

“I think it just startled you,” John assured Elizabeth who had taken a step closer and was trying to see over his shoulder.

“Nevertheless, can we get it out of my office please?” she begged.

John took the bowl out of Rodney's hands and took another close look at the bug. It had unrolled a bit and was now flexing its tiny wings. Thinking it was beginning to look way too much like an Iratus bug for him, John handed the container off to Chuck who had appeared in the doorway.

“Get rid of that please, Sergeant,” John ordered.

Holding the dish at arm's length, Chuck nodded to his commanding officer, said “yes Sir” and headed out the door leading to the balcony.

Emboldened now that she was safe, Elizabeth called out, “Well, don't kill it! Chuck! Chuck!”

Slowing his rapid egress, Chuck stopped and turned toward her voice. “Then what should I do with it, Ma'am?” he asked.

John and Rodney rolled their eyes at each other behind Elizabeth's back.

“Just release it, please. Thank you Chuck.”

The Sergeant continued on his way and Elizabeth glanced at her companions just in time to glare at them and effectively wipe the smirks off their faces.

“Well, you said it was harmless,” she argued.

“Hey, you're the one who set off the alarms screaming,” Rodney teased.

“Elizabeth, you faced down the Genii and stood up to a Wraith queen. The last thing I would have expected you to be scared of is a tiny insect.”

“The Wraith queen didn't startle or attack me. Her I could have a conversation with. Sort of.”

“But this little guy can't suck the life out of you.”

“How do you know?”

“You weren't a bit afraid of me when I was all buggified and I...almost killed you.”

“You didn't almost kill me, John and don't ever let me hear you say that again. Besides, I knew that was you. That tiny beast isn't anyone I know.”

Rodney: “How do you know that? I mean have you counted heads lately. It could be one of the Marines or...hey, I haven't seen Zelenka today. Do you think...?”

“Rodney!”

“McKay!” John and Elizabeth spoke at the same time causing Rodney to put both hands over his ears and back away.

“Okay okay, I get your point. No more bug talk. Now do you think I could get a moment of your time to talk about something important like preventing a tear in the space time continuum that might destroy all life as we know it or do you have more insects we need to relocate?”

“Rodney what have you done now? And why didn't you tell me that when you first came in?”

“Because it was too much fun watching you being all damsel in distress and Sheppard here trying to play the hero and save you from the scary monster.”

“McKay!”

Awesome! *gets some food before reading*

What about Kate's Lemming?

*tests* that would work

[cuttingonions]

I can do better than that. It's not beta'd so beware of errors.

Spoiler:

Fly Away Home

It wasn't so much the window shattering scream as the direction from which it was coming that sent a cold chill up John Sheppard's spine. He stopped in his tracks for a second before taking the rest of the control room steps two at a time. Blowing past Chuck, who sat frozen at his console with a startled expression on his face, John threw himself through the door to Elizabeth's office looking in all directions for the cause of the alarm.

Elizabeth stood on her desk chair which was threatening to roll away and dislodge her at any moment. She had stopped screaming and was now pointing at the side of her desk, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Elizabeth?” John tore his eyes from her face and followed the direction of her pointing finger. Not seeing anything unusual, he took a step closer and repeated her name.

“Bug,” she managed to force out. “It was on my arm and then...” Flapping her hands in alarm, Elizabeth managed to direct his attention to the small creature which was now crawling across her desk in an attempt to flee the scene.

John winced in sympathy and bent from the waist to peer at the assailant. It was about the size of a dime and had flattened itself out until it's five rather hairy legs looked like the points of a star. What John could make out of its tiny body appeared to be scaly and mottled brown.

John grabbed a small bowl off the desk and scooped the creature into it where it immediately curled into a ball and lay trembling in the bottom.

“I cannot believe I came in here and found you screaming like a girl, Elizabeth.”

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

“Oh, I noticed. In fact...”

“Who's that screaming? What's going on? I could hear you all the way down the hall,” Rodney poked his head in the door and surveyed the room looking for the cause of the disturbance.

John set the dish down on the desk and reached out a hand to help Elizabeth step off her office chair and back onto the floor with as much dignity as possible. Rodney, meanwhile, had walked over and was peering into the little bowl.

“Oh, yeah,” he said quietly, “we get these down in my lab. They're cute little buggers.”

“Cute!” Elizabeth exclaimed, taking a step back and refusing to look at the creature. “Your cute little friend attacked me.”

John smirked and leaned closer to peer at the tightly wound insect while Rodney poked at the bowl trying to get it to unroll itself.

“I hardly think it attacked you, Elizabeth,” Rodney said. “The ones in the lab sit on top of the cabinets and sometimes fly down at us. They're lucky if we don't step on them but I really don't think they intend any harm.” He gave the bowl a shake for good measure.

“I think it just startled you,” John assured Elizabeth who had taken a step closer and was trying to see over his shoulder.

“Nevertheless, can we get it out of my office please?” she begged.

John took the bowl out of Rodney's hands and took another close look at the bug. It had unrolled a bit and was now flexing its tiny wings. Thinking it was beginning to look way too much like an Iratus bug for him, John handed the container off to Chuck who had appeared in the doorway.

“Get rid of that please, Sergeant,” John ordered.

Holding the dish at arm's length, Chuck nodded to his commanding officer, said “yes Sir” and headed out the door leading to the balcony.

Emboldened now that she was safe, Elizabeth called out, “Well, don't kill it! Chuck! Chuck!”

Slowing his rapid egress, Chuck stopped and turned toward her voice. “Then what should I do with it, Ma'am?” he asked.

John and Rodney rolled their eyes at each other behind Elizabeth's back.

“Just release it, please. Thank you Chuck.”

The Sergeant continued on his way and Elizabeth glanced at her companions just in time to glare at them and effectively wipe the smirks off their faces.

“Well, you said it was harmless,” she argued.

“Hey, you're the one who set off the alarms screaming,” Rodney teased.

“Elizabeth, you faced down the Genii and stood up to a Wraith queen. The last thing I would have expected you to be scared of is a tiny insect.”

“The Wraith queen didn't startle or attack me. Her I could have a conversation with. Sort of.”

“But this little guy can't suck the life out of you.”

“How do you know?”

“You weren't a bit afraid of me when I was all buggified and I...almost killed you.”

“You didn't almost kill me, John and don't ever let me hear you say that again. Besides, I knew that was you. That tiny beast isn't anyone I know.”

Rodney piped in. “How do you know that? I mean have you counted heads lately. It could be one of the Marines or...hey, I haven't seen Zelenka today. Do you think...?”

“Rodney!”

“McKay!” John and Elizabeth spoke at the same time causing Rodney to put both hands over his ears and back away.

“Okay okay, I get your point. No more bug talk. Now do you think I could get a moment of your time to talk about something important like preventing a tear in the space time continuum that might destroy all life as we know it or do you have more insects we need to relocate?”

“Rodney what have you done now? And why didn't you tell me that when you first came in?”

“Because it was too much fun watching you being all damsel in distress and Sheppard here trying to play the hero and save you from the scary monster.”

“McKay!”

ROLF!!! Poor 'Lizabeth
And I would totally watch them just like Rodney did

[Falcon Horus]

I can do better than that. It's not beta'd so beware of errors.

I have a hard time picturing Elizabeth screaming over a bug, but it's fun nonetheless. Poor little hairy creature.

What about Kate's Lemming?

Is a possibility (and tested now too by CO)... or I could stick to Falcon Horus. I think we pretty much all know who that is.

[Probie]

LOL. Love the fic. My fight with the lizard is your inspiration?lol

[KrisRussel]

I can do better than that. It's not beta'd so beware of errors.

Spoiler:

Fly Away Home

It wasn't so much the window shattering scream as the direction from which it was coming that sent a cold chill up John Sheppard's spine. He stopped in his tracks for a second before taking the rest of the control room steps two at a time. Blowing past Chuck, who sat frozen at his console with a startled expression on his face, John threw himself through the door to Elizabeth's office looking in all directions for the cause of the alarm.

Elizabeth stood on her desk chair which was threatening to roll away and dislodge her at any moment. She had stopped screaming and was now pointing at the side of her desk, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Elizabeth?” John tore his eyes from her face and followed the direction of her pointing finger. Not seeing anything unusual, he took a step closer and repeated her name.

“Bug,” she managed to force out. “It was on my arm and then...” Flapping her hands in alarm, Elizabeth managed to direct his attention to the small creature which was now crawling across her desk in an attempt to flee the scene.

John winced in sympathy and bent from the waist to peer at the assailant. It was about the size of a dime and had flattened itself out until it's five rather hairy legs looked like the points of a star. What John could make out of its tiny body appeared to be scaly and mottled brown.

John grabbed a small bowl off the desk and scooped the creature into it where it immediately curled into a ball and lay trembling in the bottom.

“I cannot believe I came in here and found you screaming like a girl, Elizabeth.”

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

“Oh, I noticed. In fact...”

“Who's that screaming? What's going on? I could hear you all the way down the hall,” Rodney poked his head in the door and surveyed the room looking for the cause of the disturbance.

John set the dish down on the desk and reached out a hand to help Elizabeth step off her office chair and back onto the floor with as much dignity as possible. Rodney, meanwhile, had walked over and was peering into the little bowl.

“Oh, yeah,” he said quietly, “we get these down in my lab. They're cute little buggers.”

“Cute!” Elizabeth exclaimed, taking a step back and refusing to look at the creature. “Your cute little friend attacked me.”

John smirked and leaned closer to peer at the tightly wound insect while Rodney poked at the bowl trying to get it to unroll itself.

“I hardly think it attacked you, Elizabeth,” Rodney said. “The ones in the lab sit on top of the cabinets and sometimes fly down at us. They're lucky if we don't step on them but I really don't think they intend any harm.” He gave the bowl a shake for good measure.

“I think it just startled you,” John assured Elizabeth who had taken a step closer and was trying to see over his shoulder.

“Nevertheless, can we get it out of my office please?” she begged.

John took the bowl out of Rodney's hands and took another close look at the bug. It had unrolled a bit and was now flexing its tiny wings. Thinking it was beginning to look way too much like an Iratus bug for him, John handed the container off to Chuck who had appeared in the doorway.

“Get rid of that please, Sergeant,” John ordered.

Holding the dish at arm's length, Chuck nodded to his commanding officer, said “yes Sir” and headed out the door leading to the balcony.

Emboldened now that she was safe, Elizabeth called out, “Well, don't kill it! Chuck! Chuck!”

Slowing his rapid egress, Chuck stopped and turned toward her voice. “Then what should I do with it, Ma'am?” he asked.

John and Rodney rolled their eyes at each other behind Elizabeth's back.

“Just release it, please. Thank you Chuck.”

The Sergeant continued on his way and Elizabeth glanced at her companions just in time to glare at them and effectively wipe the smirks off their faces.

“Well, you said it was harmless,” she argued.

“Hey, you're the one who set off the alarms screaming,” Rodney teased.

“Elizabeth, you faced down the Genii and stood up to a Wraith queen. The last thing I would have expected you to be scared of is a tiny insect.”

“The Wraith queen didn't startle or attack me. Her I could have a conversation with. Sort of.”

“But this little guy can't suck the life out of you.”

“How do you know?”

“You weren't a bit afraid of me when I was all buggified and I...almost killed you.”

“You didn't almost kill me, John and don't ever let me hear you say that again. Besides, I knew that was you. That tiny beast isn't anyone I know.”

Rodney piped in. “How do you know that? I mean have you counted heads lately. It could be one of the Marines or...hey, I haven't seen Zelenka today. Do you think...?”

“Rodney!”

“McKay!” John and Elizabeth spoke at the same time causing Rodney to put both hands over his ears and back away.

“Okay okay, I get your point. No more bug talk. Now do you think I could get a moment of your time to talk about something important like preventing a tear in the space time continuum that might destroy all life as we know it or do you have more insects we need to relocate?”

“Rodney what have you done now? And why didn't you tell me that when you first came in?”

“Because it was too much fun watching you being all damsel in distress and Sheppard here trying to play the hero and save you from the scary monster.”

“McKay!”

Cute!! And yay for John for playing the hero

[Southern Red]

I have a hard time picturing Elizabeth screaming over a bug, but it's fun nonetheless. Poor little hairy creature.



Is a possibility (and tested now too by CO)... or I could stick to Falcon Horus. I think we pretty much all know who that is.

I was thinking that same thing. But I figured if it jumped on her she might react like a typical girl. *points at self*

LOL. Love the fic. My fight with the lizard is your inspiration?lol

Indeed it was. And now you need to write one about a lizard. See here on the Sparky thread we even manage to make insects and lizards shippy.

[nephtys59]

I can do better than that. It's not beta'd so beware of errors.

Spoiler:

Fly Away Home

It wasn't so much the window shattering scream as the direction from which it was coming that sent a cold chill up John Sheppard's spine. He stopped in his tracks for a second before taking the rest of the control room steps two at a time. Blowing past Chuck, who sat frozen at his console with a startled expression on his face, John threw himself through the door to Elizabeth's office looking in all directions for the cause of the alarm.

Elizabeth stood on her desk chair which was threatening to roll away and dislodge her at any moment. She had stopped screaming and was now pointing at the side of her desk, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Elizabeth?” John tore his eyes from her face and followed the direction of her pointing finger. Not seeing anything unusual, he took a step closer and repeated her name.

“Bug,” she managed to force out. “It was on my arm and then...” Flapping her hands in alarm, Elizabeth managed to direct his attention to the small creature which was now crawling across her desk in an attempt to flee the scene.

John winced in sympathy and bent from the waist to peer at the assailant. It was about the size of a dime and had flattened itself out until it's five rather hairy legs looked like the points of a star. What John could make out of its tiny body appeared to be scaly and mottled brown.

John grabbed a small bowl off the desk and scooped the creature into it where it immediately curled into a ball and lay trembling in the bottom.

“I cannot believe I came in here and found you screaming like a girl, Elizabeth.”

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

“Oh, I noticed. In fact...”

“Who's that screaming? What's going on? I could hear you all the way down the hall,” Rodney poked his head in the door and surveyed the room looking for the cause of the disturbance.

John set the dish down on the desk and reached out a hand to help Elizabeth step off her office chair and back onto the floor with as much dignity as possible. Rodney, meanwhile, had walked over and was peering into the little bowl.

“Oh, yeah,” he said quietly, “we get these down in my lab. They're cute little buggers.”

“Cute!” Elizabeth exclaimed, taking a step back and refusing to look at the creature. “Your cute little friend attacked me.”

John smirked and leaned closer to peer at the tightly wound insect while Rodney poked at the bowl trying to get it to unroll itself.

“I hardly think it attacked you, Elizabeth,” Rodney said. “The ones in the lab sit on top of the cabinets and sometimes fly down at us. They're lucky if we don't step on them but I really don't think they intend any harm.” He gave the bowl a shake for good measure.

“I think it just startled you,” John assured Elizabeth who had taken a step closer and was trying to see over his shoulder.

“Nevertheless, can we get it out of my office please?” she begged.

John took the bowl out of Rodney's hands and took another close look at the bug. It had unrolled a bit and was now flexing its tiny wings. Thinking it was beginning to look way too much like an Iratus bug for him, John handed the container off to Chuck who had appeared in the doorway.

“Get rid of that please, Sergeant,” John ordered.

Holding the dish at arm's length, Chuck nodded to his commanding officer, said “yes Sir” and headed out the door leading to the balcony.

Emboldened now that she was safe, Elizabeth called out, “Well, don't kill it! Chuck! Chuck!”

Slowing his rapid egress, Chuck stopped and turned toward her voice. “Then what should I do with it, Ma'am?” he asked.

John and Rodney rolled their eyes at each other behind Elizabeth's back.

“Just release it, please. Thank you Chuck.”

The Sergeant continued on his way and Elizabeth glanced at her companions just in time to glare at them and effectively wipe the smirks off their faces.

“Well, you said it was harmless,” she argued.

“Hey, you're the one who set off the alarms screaming,” Rodney teased.

“Elizabeth, you faced down the Genii and stood up to a Wraith queen. The last thing I would have expected you to be scared of is a tiny insect.”

“The Wraith queen didn't startle or attack me. Her I could have a conversation with. Sort of.”

“But this little guy can't suck the life out of you.”

“How do you know?”

“You weren't a bit afraid of me when I was all buggified and I...almost killed you.”

“You didn't almost kill me, John and don't ever let me hear you say that again. Besides, I knew that was you. That tiny beast isn't anyone I know.”

Rodney piped in. “How do you know that? I mean have you counted heads lately. It could be one of the Marines or...hey, I haven't seen Zelenka today. Do you think...?”

“Rodney!”

“McKay!” John and Elizabeth spoke at the same time causing Rodney to put both hands over his ears and back away.

“Okay okay, I get your point. No more bug talk. Now do you think I could get a moment of your time to talk about something important like preventing a tear in the space time continuum that might destroy all life as we know it or do you have more insects we need to relocate?”

“Rodney what have you done now? And why didn't you tell me that when you first came in?”

“Because it was too much fun watching you being all damsel in distress and Sheppard here trying to play the hero and save you from the scary monster.”

“McKay!”

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

ROTFLMAO!!!

[Southern Red]

“I am a girl, John, in case you haven't noticed.”

ROTFLMAO!!!

You know he noticed. I know he noticed. He noticed. Elizabeth, however is not sure and she probably wants to grab him by the hair. But that may just be me.

[cuttingonions]

You know he noticed. I know he noticed. He noticed. Elizabeth, however is not sure and she probably wants to grab him by the hair. But that may just be me.

I noticed too. I was just watching The Long Goodbye. AND FOR GOD'S SAKE. ELIZABETH IS SO HOT

Spoiler:

[nephtys59]

You know he noticed. I know he noticed. He noticed. Elizabeth, however is not sure and she probably wants to grab him by the hair. But that may just be me.

He noticed. The tongue!porn says it all

[Probie]

Just realized we almost have 100 000 posts. This thread is very fast.

[cuttingonions]

He noticed. The tongue!porn says it all

Oh, John. So obvious.

[nephtys59]

Just realized we almost have 100 000 posts. This thread is very fast.

Almos 5000 pages and almost 100 000 posts.
A big Sparky Party is needed!

[Southern Red]

Just realized we almost have 100 000 posts. This thread is very fast.

Almos 5000 pages and almost 100 000 posts.
A big Sparky Party is needed!

You must have missed all the planning we did last week. There will indeed be a big party. Get ready to post tons of stuff to remind us of the old days and celebrate the beginning of the next 100K. It should only be another few days at the rate we are going.

[KrisRussel]

Almos 5000 pages and almost 100 000 posts.
A big Sparky Party is needed!

Oh, yes yes and party we shall