Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[Southern Red]

Awwwww, I like how Elizabeth looks at John in this one

Spoiler:

http://a.imageshack.us/img840/4702/81650800.jpg

Would somebody caption it?

Well look closely at the right side of his neck. So I'd say she's thinking "OMG, is that a hickey?"

[nephtys59]

Well look closely at the right side of his neck. So I'd say she's thinking "OMG, is that a hickey?"

*OMG*


Will she resist the urge to squeeze it?

[Southern Red]

*OMG*


Will she resist the urge to squeeze it?

Or put some makeup on it to cover it up. Hee.

[KrisRussel]

And yes, sometimes when people stand together they are just having a conversation but it's what they are thinking that counts. In addition, sometimes when people are sitting next to each other they are just in a meeting. *waves to our favorite lurker*

Well, yes, sometimes they are just talking, or just meeting... but it's all in their eyes and their intensity... you can't look passed that!

[Southern Red]

Well, yes, sometimes they are just talking, or just meeting... but it's all in their eyes and their intensity... you can't look passed that!

Nope, after all when do we see the eye!roam except with her. *points at avatar* Oh, and let's not forget the lip lick. LOL

[nephtys59]

Nope, after all when do we see the eye!roam except with her. *points at avatar* Oh, and let's not forget the lip lick. LOL

And let's not forget about the Radio!Sex

Spoiler:

[KrisRussel]

John and Elizabeth: a world of eye!sex, tongue!porn, radio!sex and eye!roam!!!

[Falcon Horus]

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

While I like Sparky, there are things that I like discussing and/or talking about more, but are unfortunately not on anyone's list of priorities. Anyway, until my troubled mind has settled down it's better I take my lemming self off this thread for a while than to bother you with OT-stuff. And while I know you guys don't mind... it's just not the same.

If you need me (to bite ankles or to help out somewhere, always possible) PM me (I'll clean out my box, I promise) or post a message on my profile.



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[KrisRussel]

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

While I like Sparky, there are things that I like discussing and/or talking about more, but are unfortunately not on anyone's list of priorities. Anyway, until my troubled mind has settled down it's better I take my lemming self off this thread for a while than to bother you with OT-stuff. And while I know you guys don't mind... it's just not the same.

If you need me (to bite ankles or to help out somewhere, always possible) PM me (I'll clean out my box, I promise) or post a message on my profile.



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*hugs* We'll miss you!!
And hey, what about the fic I wrote for you that features Kate?? I still need to post that!

[nephtys59]

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

I'll miss you ... hope you come back soon!

[Southern Red]

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

While I like Sparky, there are things that I like discussing and/or talking about more, but are unfortunately not on anyone's list of priorities. Anyway, until my troubled mind has settled down it's better I take my lemming self off this thread for a while than to bother you with OT-stuff. And while I know you guys don't mind... it's just not the same.

If you need me (to bite ankles or to help out somewhere, always possible) PM me (I'll clean out my box, I promise) or post a message on my profile.



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We will miss you. You know anything you want to talk about is welcome here. Though we have been in trouble lately for being OT. We just have so much to say we tend to ramble. Hurry back.

[KrisRussel]

I present: Chapter 6 of 'Missing Moments'.
Enjoy!!

Spoiler:

06: Poisoning the Well



(after the ep)

He joined her on the balcony after they had returned from Hoff. Letting out a sigh, he took his regular position next to her, staring out over the ocean. The sun was setting and casting an orange glow over the ocean.

“Victory at all costs.” He said, repeating Carson’s words.

“Churchill will never know how eerily right he was.” Elizabeth sighed.

“I just wish there was something... anything...” He whispered.

“I heard they were very adamant, each and every one of them. There was nothing you could have done.”

“I know... but still.”

“John.” She turned to him and put a gentle hand on his upper arm. “There is NOTHING you could have done. Nothing. Don’t blame yourself over this.”

He gave her a hesitant nod, but they both knew he would never truly forgive himself for the thousands of people who were dying on that world right now.

“None of you are to blame for this. The Hoffans are stubborn as hell and they didn’t listen when you tried to warn them.”

He nodded again. “Carson will surely never forgive himself for Perna’s death.”

She dropped her hand and stared back at the darkening ocean. “He cared for her a lot, didn’t he?”

John sighed, missing her touch almost instantly. “I think he was falling in love with her.”

Elizabeth shook her head a little; barely able to imagine what the chief of her medical staff must be going through. “I’d better have Doctor Heightmeyer have a word with him. He has been through too much not to talk to anyone about it.”

“Good idea. Although I’m not sure he’ll accept the offer.”

“Just as stubborn as you then, is he?” She gave him a slight smile and was relieved when he returned it.

“Probably.” He admitted.

Turning back at him, she cocked her head a bit. “Maybe you should talk to him.”

“Me?” John asked surprised.

“Yes, you both went through this together. You know the situation. You know how he felt about her.”

John shrugged, hesitating slightly. “I’m not sure if I’m the right person.”

“He’s one of your friends, Major. The rest doesn’t matter.”

“Maybe.” He said quietly.

“Go talk to him in the morning.” She repeated. “It’ll do you both good.”

“Yeah... You’re probably right.” John agreed and stepped away from the railing towards the door.

“Major?” She called after him before he crossed the threshold.

“Yeah?” He turned back to face her.

“I don’t want to see you around the control room tonight anymore. Go to your quarters, take a hot shower and relax for the night. Try to go to bed early for once.”

“You offering to tuck me in, Doc?” He said, stepping over the threshold and winking at her right before the doors closed.

She couldn’t help the slight blush that settled on her cheeks and the grin appearing on her face.

[VampyreWraith]

It really is obvious with all the pics together like that. And I didn't even include any from when they first arrived and he was following her around like a little puppy. Joined at the hip from day one.

The eye!roam happens a lot I think.

And yes, sometimes when people stand together they are just having a conversation but it's what they are thinking that counts. In addition, sometimes when people are sitting next to each other they are just in a meeting. *waves to our favorite lurker*

LOL, I thought it was so cute/funny when he trailed after Elizabeth when Sumner called her over to show her something. He's always been very protective of her.

I saw sparky since the beginning, even though I didn't want to. But the expressions on John's face during Adrift and Lifeline really sold Sparky for me. The look in in eyes during those two episodes, for me, showed how much he really cared about her, and how he quite possibly loved her but didn't realize or get a chance to say on screen.

Yes and sometimes people sit next to each other while eating, unless they're eating by themselves. Anyways, I always thought it meant something more romantic when people sit across from each other.
Sometimes a glance is just a glance, and not a look of love and longing; sometimes a hug or a pat on the hand is just that and not a prelude to sex or an admission of pent up desire. Sometimes people are in a hurry because they need to use the bathroom not because they're running off to spend some alone time with their lover. Ok, lol now I'm rambling lol.
We all see what we want to see lol.

John and Elizabeth: a world of eye!sex, tongue!porn, radio!sex and eye!roam!!!

LOL I never noticed all the toungporn until now lol.

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

While I like Sparky, there are things that I like discussing and/or talking about more, but are unfortunately not on anyone's list of priorities. Anyway, until my troubled mind has settled down it's better I take my lemming self off this thread for a while than to bother you with OT-stuff. And while I know you guys don't mind... it's just not the same.

If you need me (to bite ankles or to help out somewhere, always possible) PM me (I'll clean out my box, I promise) or post a message on my profile.



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I'm sorry that you'll be leaving for a bit. I enjoy reading your posts. I hope you sort out whats unsettling you soon, and feel better.

[Scary Kitty]

I'll help you ride herd on the squeeing. I'm too old for all that and have to keep my dignity intact. I do not hear Mr.SR laughing from the other room.

*snickers*

I'm even willing to wear red for Sparky but if you go with black, I will too to keep the redheads consistent.

*high-fives*

ZOMG, that countdown ticker is perfect!

Speaking of perfect, so was the Rising picspam! You know, I don't think I really, really noticed it the first time I saw Rising, though that may have been from the squee of seeing all the shiny new stuff that didn't look like SG-1.

It really is obvious with all the pics together like that. And I didn't even include any from when they first arrived and he was following her around like a little puppy. Joined at the hip from day one.

The eye!roam happens a lot I think.

And yes, sometimes when people stand together they are just having a conversation but it's what they are thinking that counts. In addition, sometimes when people are sitting next to each other they are just in a meeting. *waves to our favorite lurker*

"Following her around like a little puppy."

LOL!

JoeF tweet.....

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JoeFlanigan Day 5. Momoa will arrive soon. Furniture has been removed from hotel room and City on alert. Fiendish Dublin pub crawl commences. Game on.

Uh-oh, watch out Dublin!

*cracks up* This is gonna be one for the history books!

Lol, Joe is preparing himself for tonight

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Important phone numbers to scrawl on back of hand before tonight. In order: Guinness customer support, O'Brien's Bail Bonds....Mom.

Oh dear...

This picture:
http://stargate.mgm.com/assets//Stil...305-0254xe.jpg

makes me think about second half of Season 6.

And look at their faces here:
http://stargate.mgm.com/assets//Stil...305-0323xe.jpg

mirroring each other for the nth time

Damn, Lizzeh had such pretty hair in Progeny.

Because I owe you an explanation of sorts...

I'm going to take a break from this thread for a bit, until... well, I don't know really...we'll see.

While I like Sparky, there are things that I like discussing and/or talking about more, but are unfortunately not on anyone's list of priorities. Anyway, until my troubled mind has settled down it's better I take my lemming self off this thread for a while than to bother you with OT-stuff. And while I know you guys don't mind... it's just not the same.

If you need me (to bite ankles or to help out somewhere, always possible) PM me (I'll clean out my box, I promise) or post a message on my profile.



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*huggles FH* We're going to miss you! But I understand that sometimes, one just needs some time off. I hope you come back soon! *more huggles*

I present: Chapter 6 of 'Missing Moments'.
Enjoy!!

Spoiler:

06: Poisoning the Well



(after the ep)

He joined her on the balcony after they had returned from Hoff. Letting out a sigh, he took his regular position next to her, staring out over the ocean. The sun was setting and casting an orange glow over the ocean.

“Victory at all costs.” He said, repeating Carson’s words.

“Churchill will never know how eerily right he was.” Elizabeth sighed.

“I just wish there was something... anything...” He whispered.

“I heard they were very adamant, each and every one of them. There was nothing you could have done.”

“I know... but still.”

“John.” She turned to him and put a gentle hand on his upper arm. “There is NOTHING you could have done. Nothing. Don’t blame yourself over this.”

He gave her a hesitant nod, but they both knew he would never truly forgive himself for the thousands of people who were dying on that world right now.

“None of you are to blame for this. The Hoffans are stubborn as hell and they didn’t listen when you tried to warn them.”

He nodded again. “Carson will surely never forgive himself for Perna’s death.”

She dropped her hand and stared back at the darkening ocean. “He cared for her a lot, didn’t he?”

John sighed, missing her touch almost instantly. “I think he was falling in love with her.”

Elizabeth shook her head a little; barely able to imagine what the chief of her medical staff must be going through. “I’d better have Doctor Heightmeyer have a word with him. He has been through too much not to talk to anyone about it.”

“Good idea. Although I’m not sure he’ll accept the offer.”

“Just as stubborn as you then, is he?” She gave him a slight smile and was relieved when he returned it.

“Probably.” He admitted.

Turning back at him, she cocked her head a bit. “Maybe you should talk to him.”

“Me?” John asked surprised.

“Yes, you both went through this together. You know the situation. You know how he felt about her.”

John shrugged, hesitating slightly. “I’m not sure if I’m the right person.”

“He’s one of your friends, Major. The rest doesn’t matter.”

“Maybe.” He said quietly.

“Go talk to him in the morning.” She repeated. “It’ll do you both good.”

“Yeah... You’re probably right.” John agreed and stepped away from the railing towards the door.

“Major?” She called after him before he crossed the threshold.

“Yeah?” He turned back to face her.

“I don’t want to see you around the control room tonight anymore. Go to your quarters, take a hot shower and relax for the night. Try to go to bed early for once.”

“You offering to tuck me in, Doc?” He said, stepping over the threshold and winking at her right before the doors closed.

She couldn’t help the slight blush that settled on her cheeks and the grin appearing on her face.

*huggles John*

LMAO at the 'you offering to tuck me in' line! That was sheer brilliance!

[KrisRussel]

And another fic, based on one of the prompts SMB_books posted and the challenge FH set.
Enjoy!!

Spoiler:

Title: You want me to what?
Author: Kris Russel
Rating: PG
Category: Angst, Romance
Spoilers: none
Summary: John is sitting with Heightmeyer for a post mission talk but the subject turns in a completely different direction.
Disclaimer: Not mine and will never be mine.
Author’s Note: written for my lovely Sparky friends on GW and especially for SMB_Books who provided the prompt and for Falcon Horus who challenged us to use Kate in the fic. And kudos to the awesome Scary Kitty for her uber-beta skills.


"Colonel, you lost two men under your command today while you were off world."
John gave the psychiatrist sitting across from him a glare and got up from the couch, pacing the space in front of the window and eventually settling on just staring outside.
Kate Heightmeyer let out an inaudible sigh. John had always been one of her worst patients. He had no problem sending the people working under his command to see her when they had problems, but if it concerned him then it was a completely different case. From the moment he entered her office, he seemed to lose the ability to talk.
"Why are you here?" She eventually asked him even though she already knew the answer.
There was something in his stance that changed, something Kate had noticed before, but never so clearly.
"Dr. Weir told me to come." John said stiffly, but Kate could hear a softness in his voice and it made her smile involuntarily.
"The two of you work closely together, don't you?"
John shrugged in an almost 'Duh!' manner and kept staring outside.
"If she sent you here, that means she worries about your well being."
His stance slightly changed again. "She's our leader, of course she worries."
The way he pronounced 'leader' was also remarkable, Kate noted. There was a trace of respect and awe, but she could also clearly hear a trace of regret.
For show she flicked through his file that lay next to her on the couch. "The thing is that you're one of the few people she actually orders to come and talk to me."
He shrugged once more, looser now, like he didn't actually want to think about what she was saying. "She knows I'm not talkative."
"That's not what I hear from your colleagues. Most people on Atlantis describe you as social, always ready to hear them out and give them advice. So, why are you not like that when you're in here with me?"
Now his stance tensed and his shoulders squared. "I thought I was here to talk about the people I lost today."
"You are. But there are other things going on too and maybe they need to be resolved first before we can get to the matter at hand."
He stayed quiet and stared outside.
"I think that right now the thing bothering you most is your relationship with Dr. Weir."
He scoffed, but his shoulders tensed again, telling Kate she was on the right track.
"How do you feel about her?"
He stayed quiet for a while, clearly thinking about the question and the answer he should give. "She's my superior, whatever I feel doesn't matter."
"I disagree." Kate answered. "Feelings are a very important aspect of life. Ignoring them can lead to other symptoms. It's usually best to face your feelings."
"It's not that easy."
"Because she's your superior?"
John nodded, still staring outside.
"But is she, really? I know that on paper she leads this expedition, but doesn't she ask you for advice? Doesn't she include you in everything that's going on? If you ask most people on this base who leads this expedition, both your names will be mentioned."
"That's not fair for her."
"Why not?"
Now he turned to Kate and his eyes seemed to spit fire. "Because she's the one who has to take all the **** that the IOA and the SGC throw at her. Because she's the one who needs to make the hard decisions. Because she's the one who feels guilty to the core every time someone gets killed."
"Doesn't she share that burden with you? Doesn't she talk to you about it?"
John looked at her like only now he really saw her for the first time, but stayed quiet.
"She does, doesn't she? Do you really think she would do that with just anyone? She views you as her equal in more than one aspect and commanding this city and sharing the burden are two of them."
He turned back to the window.
"I also think she feels the same about you as you feel about her."
John tensed up once more.
"So.... I want you to tell her how you feel about her."
His head whipped around to her. "You want me to what?"
"I want you to tell her how you feel about her."
John opened his mouth, shook his head and turned back to stare outside.
"If you don't think she feels the same about you and she'll turn you down, you are very much mistaken."
He scoffed. "What, she told you?"
"No, I see it in the way she talks to you. In the way she confides in you. In the way she looks at you. If you don't believe me, look for the signs. You will see them."
"Isn't our time up yet?"
Kate looked at her watch and nodded. "Yes."
Without another word, John walked out.


The days passed by as they usually did. But John didn't forget about what Kate had told him and slowly he started to see the signs she had told him about and it astounded him he had never seen it before. The things Elizabeth told him about missions, reports and even herself were all told in confidence and he knew he was the only one she confided in like that. The way she gently put her hand on his arm after he told her about a difficult mission. The way she looked at him at times nearly took his breath away. The way they silently held entire conversations with only their eyes in the span of less than a second. How he knew what she was going to say before she even opened her mouth. How she shut him up with her eyes before he had even opened his mouth. How silence between them was never uncomfortable. How there was relief in her eyes when they made it back from a dangerous mission. When she laughed his stomach fluttered, especially when she laughed in a way that made her eyes twinkle. The way her voice turned softer when it was just the two of them on the balcony. How one of them always seemed to sense when the other one needed comfort or needed to talk. How she challenged him intellectually by letting Rodney leave some of the math for him. How they agreed on nearly everything and how they listened to and respected each others opinion when they didn't see eye-to-eye.
John realized he was deeply in love with Elizabeth and by her actions, he could now tell she felt the same about him. He had always laughed at the concept of soulmates, but now... now he started believing in it.


"I heard you wanted to talk to me."
John slightly turned and gave Elizabeth a smile. He'd been waiting for her on the east pier for a couple of minutes and he was relieved she had received his invitation. Night had fallen already and the lights of the city reflected on the water, giving her face a beautiful glow.
"Yes, there's something I wanted to show you."
She stood next to him and looked up at the huge spires surrounding them.
"So, what am I supposed to see?"
"Give it a moment." John had barely spoken the words and all the outer lights in the city suddenly went out, leaving them in sudden darkness, the stars in the night sky now shining brightly.
Elizabeth took a step closer to him and as she wanted to reach for her earpiece, John took her hand in his, stopping the action and interlaced his fingers with hers.
"Look up."
She gave him a strange look, but followed his gaze up. She gasped and her eyes widened at the sight. Dozens, maybe even hundreds of falling stars were suddenly filling the sky and it was one of the most amazing things she had ever seen.
"Once every 200 years, this planet passes the outer belt of a meteor field, giving us a very pretty light show. The meteors all burn up before they reach the surface, so the city and mainland should be safe."
For a moment Elizabeth stayed quiet, but then suddenly realized something.
"How come I didn't know about this?"
He gave her a sheepish look. "I asked McKay to keep it quiet. I euhm... I wanted to surprise you."
Her smile turned soft and she squeezed his hand.
"Thank you. It's amazing and absolutely beautiful."
He wanted to say 'just like you', but kept silent for now, just grinning proudly.
"You could make a wish." He eventually suggested.
"I already did." She answered without missing a beat.
"So did I." He confessed with a soft voice and turned to her as she turned to him.
"John..."
He licked his lips and even in the dark she could see he was looking at her lips with a trace of longing in his eyes and it took her breath away.
Words were unnecessary just like so many times before, because each knew what the other wanted.
Slowly they inched closer and their lips softly collided. The kiss stayed chaste but it told them all they needed to know and more than words ever could.
When they finally parted, their foreheads touched and small smile appeared on both their faces.
"Remind me to thank Heightmeyer." John whispered and Elizabeth gave him a questioning look.
"She wanted me to tell you that... that..."
Elizabeth efficiently silenced him by locking her lips with his.
When they parted again, she gave him a small, but loving smile. "I know."
"Good." Grinning slightly, he kissed her again, this time letting the kiss deepen and wrapping their arms around each other.
His lips then traveled down her jawline and her neck while his hand found a trace of bare skin under her shirt. She gasped as his fingers gently traced over her skin and she held him closer. His mouth lingered by her ear and she shuddered as she felt his breath caress her ear.
"I love you." He whispered quietly and she closed her eyes, trying to hold him even closer, reveling in his arms and closeness.
"I love you too."
"Thank, God." He grinned and gave her another chaste kiss.
Eventually he moved her around, so her back was against his front and he wrapped his arms around her middle as he looked up at the many falling stars.
Her hands rested on his and her head leaned on his shoulder while she stared up at the sky.
"My wish has come true." He said after a while.
"So has mine." She confessed and he held her closer, smiling contently.

The End