Beta: Thanks to Sheila for the wonderful betaing.
Life's Greatest Fools
There's more to them and more to their friendship than meets the eye, in spite of Elizabeth telling me otherwise, telling me it's my imagination running wild and that she's never been happier in her life than now-meaning John. Oh, please! That's like saying that I'm not a genius. And no, I'm not just being arrogant-I'm just stating the obvious. Well, the obvious to me and many others, expect for the three which it involves. And whether that's due to their naïveté or stupidity, I really couldn't say.
I don't know who's more the fool-Elizabeth, Teyla or John.
Elizabeth and Teyla, for denying what's clearly in front of them, wanting to maintain their friendship, merely because both are too afraid of acting on their impulses, taking a step into the unknown, breaking that rule that divides and changes their friendship, with either a confession of attraction or with a simple and yet, groundbreaking kiss.
Teyla, well, it isn't to do with foolishness, more to do with fear. A fear of becoming too involved, only to lose that person.
Elizabeth for kidding herself that she and John have some kind of future and that she's actually attracted to him, when the reality is that neither apply. And that the only attraction, which lies between both-is that of the physical kind-period!
John for being so blind and too stupid to realize what's really in front of him, the failure to take note of the longing and lingering looks and smiles between both women. The failure to notice, the way their body posture and language changes whenever the other enters the room. The subtle, and yet obvious indications of flirtation that takes place between them both-be it with words, body language or the art of a simple touch here and there. Elizabeth's over concern whenever Teyla has an injury or whenever she's late returning from the mainland. The sudden trance that Elizabeth's goes into whenever she watches the Athosian spar. The way Elizabeth lights up at Teyla's lighting up at her simple gesture or explanation. The way Elizabeth gazes at Teyla-longing and wishing-anything, but lust.
Which is why, I find myself, in this situation: setting the far North pier balcony into lockdown mode-both women are there-I set that up-gave each a message-saying that the other wanted to meet them there. John and Ronon are sparring-again I set that up-asked Ronon to spar with Sheppard, merely for my plan to take its course.
I just hope that they both forgive me for this. John, will never forgive me. But it pains me to see them like this, ignoring their feelings-their attraction-and settling for the safer option.
How will I know whether or not my plan has actually run it course? Well, that's the joy of 'modern' technology-CCTV. But, like I said, I'm not going to unlock the doors or give Ronon the order to stop sparring, with John, until Elizabeth or Teyla actually admit or act upon their feelings.