AN: This is just something I thought of. No...I do not own Stargate Atlantis or the characters. I would buy it...if I had the money...

BTW: this hasn't been betaed. Soooo...any mistakes are mine alone. :)

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Confrontations of the Sparky Kind

Short story one: Vacation

Elizabeth was fuming when she left the meeting room that morning. John has supposedly called a meeting but the only people who were invited were Carson and herself. The two of them had set up the meeting and then confronted her about her health.

'John lured me here under false pretences. How dare he!' She thought trying to hurry away as quickly as possible.

"Elizabeth," John called trying to catch up with her.

The leader just kept walking. She ignored him pretending that he wasn't even there.

"Elizabeth!" He shouted again. "Would you stop for a second and listen?"

She whirled around to face him. "Go away!" She said quickening her pace. "We have nothing to discuss."

"Listen to me!" He said trying to stop her. He jogged to keep up with her, and she jogged to get away. He was getting frustrated. "I need to explain."

She continued to remain silent, and his frustration was increasing. Lucky for him, he was a fast running and managed to catch up with her and tackle her to the ground. Now she would listen to him. She looked surprised for the a moment before anger took over.

"John! Let go of me!"

They were sprawled out on the floor, and the Colonel was on top of her pinning her beneath him. Personnel who were in the vicinity were shocked and stopped to watch the exchange.

"There's nothing to see here," John said looked around. "Go back to your duties."

A few people left and others stuck around pretending to be busy.

"Let go of me," she said firmly.

"Not until you listen."

"Let me go, John!"

"No!"

"You deceived me!" She spat. "You went behind my back to Carson."

"Can you blame me? You work yourself almost sick everyday. You need a vacation."

"I do NOT need a vacation! Since when is my health your responsibly?"

"It's my responsibility when I see you falling asleep at your desk or refusing to each lunch because you have to work!"

She didn't say anything for a moment, and he thought he'd won the argument.

"Let go of me!" She repeated.

"Not until I'm finished. The reason I went behind your back," he held her gaze, "is because I care. I care about you…every part of you and that includes your health. I knew you would never go on vacation, so I knew Beckett could pursued you."

She stopped struggling and looked up at him. Elizabeth have never seen him so serious in her life.

"You…you care?" She asked needing to reassure herself.

"I care," he repeated again and probably more than I should."

His eyes went wide, and she realized that he said more than he wanted to. She now started to feel and notice little things her mind had been willing her not to recognize before. John's body pressed down on her and sent sparks through her. The feeling of his skin on hers was electrifying. His breath was hot on her face and this sent chills down her spine. She could sense John was feeling it too as she looked up into his eyes. There was something different there. It was a look she only saw him give her once in a while as she caught his gaze in the briefing room or when he thought she had died in the incident with Koya.

What was it that Elizabeth could see in his eyes? Was it a strong sense of friendship or could it possibly be something more? Whatever it was, Elizabeth wanted to know more and explore more than she already had of this man. "I…I suppose I could go," she sighed.

His eyes brightened up. Just this look alone would have been enough to get her to go.

"Great! You do know that I'll be accompanying you?"

"I kind of figured as much."

He helped her stand, and they quickly got off the floor. They started to walk side by side down the hall.

"I'm sorry I tackled you," John said running a hand through his hair.

"Don't worry about it,": Elizabeth said. She murmured. "It was kind of interesting."

John had to smile at that. "So where are we going on vacation?" Elizabeth asked.

They continued further down the hall almost out of sight and stepped into a transporter.

"I was thinking about the mainland. There's this beautiful sandy beach and lots of waves."

"All you think about is surfing," she laughed as the doors closed in front of them.

The End (until the next installment of Encounters of the Sparky Kind)

AN: Please review...should I continue?