AN: This is my first Stargate Atlantis fanfic, so please be nice. Reviews are always welcome, but any flames or just plain mean comments will be regarded as trash. Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes. Hopefully thereare not to many mistakes. I read over this like 50 times. Now with out any further delay, please enjoy this story. -D
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis or the characters. All I own is the somewhat shippery plot.
Pairing: Sheppard and Weir (who else?)
Summary: The last time the Wraith were in the city of Atlantis, they left behind a virus to slowly kill off the inhabitance just in case there plan to capture the city failed. Doctor Weir becomes one of the first to be infected along with many others. Will Sheppard, Carson, and Teyla find a cure before they experience the symptoms as well?
Another Virus
Chapter 1
It had been almost a week since they had come back to Atlantis. Their trip to earth had been an interesting one, but now they were just happy to be back to a place that had been there home for over a year. They had all settled back in, and even some were starting to get to know each other better.
"Are you sure you're ready to take me on," Lt. Colonel John Sheppard asked, as he grabbed one of those fighting sticks off the wall. (AN: I don't know what the exercises are called where the characters in the episodes use sticks to train with. I'm just going to be calling them sticks or fighting exercises.)
"Don't be so sure of yourself," Elizabeth Weir said grabbing a stick as well. "Teyla has been teaching me how to defend myself. Just in case I'm ever in a dangerous situation, she thought I should know some basic fighting moves."
John studied her for a moment. She certainly looked ready to fight him. She had left her usual attire behind and instead wore loose fitting light grey sweat pants and a very tight black halter top. He let his eyes wander over her outfit, and he cursed himself mentally when he saw Elizabeth watching him.
"Colonel?" She asked wondering why he was staring at her. She assumed it was because he hadn't seen her in anything besides her usually jacket and pants, but she caught something else in his eyes that suggested that wasn't all he was thinking.
"Huh? Oh yeah...hold on a second." He said sliding out of his jacket and putting it in the corner of the room. Elizabeth tried not to stair, as he removed his shirt exposing his nicely chiseled chest and upper body. He saw her starring out of the corner of his eye, and a small grin appeared on his face. Elizabeth saw this and tried to act annoyed.
"Could you take any longer, John?" She asked rolling her eyes.
He dropped his shirt on top of his jacket and made his way back over to her.
"Patience, Elizabeth, patience. Why do you feel the need to challenge me?"
"Teyla's been telling me to challenge others on Atlantis, and she said you needed practice," she added savoring the sour look on John's face.
"You're lying," he said disbelievingly.
"Why would I?" Elizabeth asked innocently.
"I don't know," John said squinting at her. "But if you're lying…I'll find out."
"You can try, but Teyla will neither confirm nor deny what I said."
John moved over a little and took a fighting stance infront of her. "It won't matter anyways. Because you know I'm gonna win."
"Is that a challenge, John," Elizabeth said raising an eyebrow.
"It's more like a bet," John said, his eyes lighting up.
"I don't think I'm going to like this," she said noticing his sudden change. "What are your terms?"
"How about the loser makes the winner dinner?" He asked. "Since we've come back from earth, we actually have real food to eat." He saw that she was considering it and said, "See that's not such a bad idea."
"Alright, deal," she said shaking his hand.
"The first one to get knocked to the ground loses. Are you ready?"
"Ready," she said taking up her fighting position.
"I sure hope you know how to cook spaghetti," John taunted, as they circled each other.
"We never said what we had to cook for the other person." Elizabeth shot back.
He swung his stick at her, and she blocked his first attempt.
"Nice block."
"Thanks."
His next attack barely missed her by inches, but his plan of attack back fired with she swung around and jabbed him in the stomach.
"John…are you alright?" She saw him clutch his stomach in pain and hoped she hadn't hurt him to much.
"Yeah," he said his voice washoarse from the hit. "I'm not going easy on you anymore."
"You were going easy?" She asked.
"I was," he said recovering and twirling his stick above his head ready to try again. This time he knew better than to underestimate her, and he would be more cautious. Their fighting sticks clashed back and forth, and neither one was able to hit the other. That's when John decided to try something new. He took his stick and swung it low to the ground. He was aiming to brush her off her feet. She jumped up high in the air and brought her stick crashing down on his.
"Teyla has been teaching you pretty good," he said astonished that she dodged his attack.
"She says I'm a fast learner."
"Not fast enough," John said. Suddenly he turned his stick and used it to pin her to the wall. She turned around to face him and he found her breathing hard.
"Is this something Teyla taught you?" She asked.
"Let's just say, this is some of my own style," he said grinning deviously. "Are you ready to give up yet?"
"Not a chance," she answered slipping away from him.
They continued to clash with their sticks. Elizabeth was still breathing heavy now, and John noticed a glazed look enter her eyes. All the sudden she put her hand up to stop him.
"Are you alright?" He asked putting his hand on her arm to steady her.
"Yeah, I just need to catch…my breath." She tried to reassure him she was ok, but she didn't quite believe it herself. She felt weak and tired all of the sudden. She held on to him trying to steady herself, but she felt dizzy. She closed her eyes, and John saw the color quickly drain from her face.
"Maybe you need to sit down," he said dropping his stick.
"John," she said. The room was spinning now. "I'm…" but her voice trailed off before she could finish, and he caught her, as she fainted.
To Be Continued….
End of chapter 1
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