Happy Birthday Blue!!!!!
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Frustration
Teyla waits for John in the gym to have one of their rare sparring sessions, but he never shows up. She knows he had already returned from the mission the Sam sent him on and she decides to see if he is in his quarters, since it’s too early for supper.
She walks up to his door and waves her hand over the chimes. He opens the door and has an ice pack pressed up against his jaw.
“John? What happened?” she asks with concern.
He doesn’t say anything. He just holds up a finger to motion her to wait as he goes back to sit on his bed. Teyla sees him pour a dark liquid into a very small glass and quickly drinks it down.
“The mission Sam sent me is what happened,” he says sarcastically. Teyla gives him a sympathetic look. “Those are one of the worse people to work with. They are up their with the Wraith and the Replicators.”
“Was it one of them that did that to you?” she asks cautiously.
“NO! It was that…” he pauses. “This is why I like you and your people. You are so nice, friendly. Not greedy, nasty and plane old… well you know what I mean.”
“So, I take it that the person that did this to you is L…” Teyla begins to say.
“Don’t even say that person’s name,” John interrupts. “I really hate working with the Travelers and she’s the worst one out of them all. I’m not even going to go into why I got this.”
He lifts the ice pack off his jaw and pours another shot of liquor. He gives her a salute with a raise of the shot glass and slugs it down.
“And I’m sorry that I didn’t show up for sparring, but I wasn’t in the mood for another woman kicking my butt,” he says apologetically.
He is about to pour another drink, but Teyla stops him.
“John, there are other means to relieve your frustrations,” she says gently.
He scrunches up his face, “Such as…”
“We can meditate,” she answers.
He rolls his eyes, “I tried to do that with Teer and her people and that wasn’t for me. Plus, you’ll only distract me.”
Teyla raises an eyebrow, “How so?”
John smiles, “Never mind.”
She encourages him onto the floor and they assume their sitting positions.
She sits close and faces him.
“Now, close your eyes and breathe in deeply,” she says softly.
She reaches out and glides her arms down the side of his. He is startled and his eyes fly open.
“What are doing?” he asks.
“I am trying to get you to relax,” she smiles.
“Oh,” he responds.
He closes his eyes and she begins again. He can feel the warmth of her hands against his arms. She gently starts to squeeze them slightly as she goes down his arms again.
“Are you sure this is suppose to relax me?” he says jokingly.
She gives him a nudge and giggles, “Yes.”
They try again, but this time John leans forward and begins to kiss her. She doesn’t resist and welcomes the slow and gentleness of it.
“I told you that you would distract me,” he teases.
“And I said that there were other ways to relieve your frustrations,” she replies with a playful smile.
The End.
Teyla waits for John in the gym to have one of their rare sparring sessions, but he never shows up. She knows he had already returned from the mission the Sam sent him on and she decides to see if he is in his quarters, since it’s too early for supper.
She walks up to his door and waves her hand over the chimes. He opens the door and has an ice pack pressed up against his jaw.
“John? What happened?” she asks with concern.
He doesn’t say anything. He just holds up a finger to motion her to wait as he goes back to sit on his bed. Teyla sees him pour a dark liquid into a very small glass and quickly drinks it down.
“The mission Sam sent me is what happened,” he says sarcastically. Teyla gives him a sympathetic look. “Those are one of the worse people to work with. They are up their with the Wraith and the Replicators.”
“Was it one of them that did that to you?” she asks cautiously.
“NO! It was that…” he pauses. “This is why I like you and your people. You are so nice, friendly. Not greedy, nasty and plane old… well you know what I mean.”
“So, I take it that the person that did this to you is L…” Teyla begins to say.
“Don’t even say that person’s name,” John interrupts. “I really hate working with the Travelers and she’s the worst one out of them all. I’m not even going to go into why I got this.”
He lifts the ice pack off his jaw and pours another shot of liquor. He gives her a salute with a raise of the shot glass and slugs it down.
“And I’m sorry that I didn’t show up for sparring, but I wasn’t in the mood for another woman kicking my butt,” he says apologetically.
He is about to pour another drink, but Teyla stops him.
“John, there are other means to relieve your frustrations,” she says gently.
He scrunches up his face, “Such as…”
“We can meditate,” she answers.
He rolls his eyes, “I tried to do that with Teer and her people and that wasn’t for me. Plus, you’ll only distract me.”
Teyla raises an eyebrow, “How so?”
John smiles, “Never mind.”
She encourages him onto the floor and they assume their sitting positions.
She sits close and faces him.
“Now, close your eyes and breathe in deeply,” she says softly.
She reaches out and glides her arms down the side of his. He is startled and his eyes fly open.
“What are doing?” he asks.
“I am trying to get you to relax,” she smiles.
“Oh,” he responds.
He closes his eyes and she begins again. He can feel the warmth of her hands against his arms. She gently starts to squeeze them slightly as she goes down his arms again.
“Are you sure this is suppose to relax me?” he says jokingly.
She gives him a nudge and giggles, “Yes.”
They try again, but this time John leans forward and begins to kiss her. She doesn’t resist and welcomes the slow and gentleness of it.
“I told you that you would distract me,” he teases.
“And I said that there were other ways to relieve your frustrations,” she replies with a playful smile.
The End.
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Happy Birthday, Blue!!
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