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A few days later Rodney pushed Jennifer's wheelchair out onto one of the balconies overlooking the water that flowed around Atlantis. She'd made progress but was still weak though she'd finally stopped complaining about being "babied".

She'd been released from the Infirmary that afternoon though it would take weeks for her to return to normal strength. In order to take care of her when he was off duty Rodney had his bed moved into her quarters. He wanted to make sure she behaved because doctors really did make the worst patients.

After setting the brakes on the chair, she pushed to her feet. She wanted and needed to do as much for herself as possible so Rodney didn't touch her but stayed close by just in case. Taking a step forward, she put her hands on the rail and closed her eyes. The light breeze lifted her hair and she took a deep breath of the tangy salt air.

Rodney's put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned against him. She opened her eyes and let them roam over his face with a look of love and wonder. "I don't know what I would have done if I'd lost you."

"I don't think I would have been able to go on if you'd…"

"Let's not talk about that now. Let's just enjoy the view and our time alone."

He laughed. "Doctor's orders?"

"Definitely. Mmm. I love you, Rodney."

"I know." He kissed her lips then snuggled her closer. "I love you, too."

Rodney knew Jennifer was going to be upset when she found out he had his bed moved into her quarters. It would take up most of the free space, but it was for her benefit. He hoped taking initiative with her care would not damage their newfound love. She is the most important thing in my life and I won't let her injure herself because of pride and stubbornness. Realizing he was naming traits he possessed as well, made him smile as he pushed the wheelchair to her quarters.

In addition to his bed being moved, he asked Teyla, Marie and Amanda to put some flowers and candles in her room. He had arranged for the kitchen staff to bring them a meal this evening, so she could truly relax in her quarters. Our first night alone together.

Jennifer was much too weak for anything strenuous, so he pushed any thoughts of making love to her out of his mind, for now. Sleeping in the same room with her will be tough, but at least we have separate beds, so I'll only have to avoid inhaling the smell of her and listening to her breathe while sleeping. Suppressing a groan because his arousal was pressing against his uniform pants, which suddenly seamed too tight, Rodney opened the door to her quarters.

"Oh, Rodney," Jennifer said, "The flowers are beautiful."

"Glad you…" Rodney began only to stop once he pushed her inside.

"Did you have them give me a bigger bed, too?" Jennifer asked looking at the queen size bed with dark blue coverings.

"No," Rodney started. "They were supposed to put my bed here, not remove yours. Idiots. No one can follow the most basic of instructions."

"Your bed? Why did you have someone move your bed here?" Jennifer asked with a raised eyebrow as she crossed her arms on top of the blanket Rodney put over her lap for warmth.

"So I can take care of you," Rodney said. "Give me a minute."

Rodney stepped into Jennifer's bathroom to make a private call. He was afraid if Jennifer knew how much Teyla was aware of his plans she might be upset. She was always a private person about her personal life, never discussing past boyfriends, so Rodney assumed she would not want many people to know about them.

"Teyla," Rodney called her.

"Yes, Rodney," Teyla answered.

"Do you know about…" Rodney started only to be cut off by his teammate.

"The answer is, yes, Rodney," Teyla said.

"But I didn't ask the question," he whined a little.

"You want to know if I knew that Jennifer's bed was replaced with yours and the answer is yes," Teyla said with an obvious smile in her voice.

"That's not funny," Rodney said. "My back will kill me on the couch."

"I do not believe you will be on the couch and neither will Doctor Keller," Teyla said. "Now I must feed Torren, so good night Rodney."

"Sure," Rodney said. "Some friend you are."

"Rodney, this bed is incredible. I will never pick on you about your custom mattress again," Jennifer said from the other room.

Rodney went back into the living area and saw a dream come true before his eyes. Jennifer was lying on his bed. Her golden hair was fanned out around her head, her eyes were shut and a look of bliss was on her face. She was running her hands over the silky comforter. Sleep was very important to him and he spared no expense on his bed or his bedding.

"What are you doing?" Rodney asked as he walked closer to the bed against his better judgment.

"I'm getting comfortable," Jennifer said as she lifted her head and smiled at him.

"Well, I have dinner coming soon, so I won't get comfortable on your couch, just yet," Rodney said as he looked at the hard Ancient couch that was in all the larger quarters.

"Come and lie down next to me for a while," Jennifer said patting a spot on the bed next to her.

"Oh that's not a good idea," Rodney said as he started his computer, so he could tie it into the wall monitor for movies.

"Why not? I could use some cuddling with you," Jennifer said in an uncertain voice.

"What?" Rodney turned to see her propped up on her elbows looking at him.

"I'm tired and really would like to lie in the arms of the man I love for a while," she said.

"Jennifer, I'm not…" Rodney said as his legs started to move him to the bed against his better judgment.

"I trust you," she said smiling.

"Well, I don't," he replied. "I can't be near you without wanting to make love to you."

"I trust you to make love to me," Jennifer said with raised eyebrows.

"No, no, no, not now," Rodney said holding up his hands.

"Why not? Because food is coming?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes, I mean, no, I mean, that's part of it, but you're too weak," he said as he stood next to the bed.

Jennifer moved onto her knees in front of him on the mattress and started to fall over as soon as she got upright. Rodney quickly wrapped his arms around her waist. "See, you're light headed just sitting up."

The physician wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Her lips moved over his slowly and her warm tongue flicked out to lick his lips. Rodney pulled away. "Jennifer, I don't want to hurt you."

"Rodney, I am not going to let you sleep in my room and not kiss and hold you," she whined.

"Jennifer, I want you so badly, there is no way I can be near you like that without…" Rodney realized he sounded like a pig. I can't control myself? I'm not a teenager.

"Rodney, please kiss me," Jennifer begged and the physicist gave in.

Because he loved her and would do whatever she wanted, he pulled her close and kissed her. His tongue slid slowly over her lips only to have her open her mouth and slide her tongue out to caress his. They had only kissed a few time, but never this long or this deep and Rodney could not get enough of her. The sounds she was making, the smell of her shampoo, the feel of her soft body under his hands pushed his promise not to rush her aside for a few minute.

The scrubs she wore were not much more than pajamas. One arm stayed anchored around her waist holding her upright while the other took a brief foray down her body, sliding from the back of her head, down her neck, over her shoulder and down her back. when it reached his other arm, the hand slid further down her hip and began journeying up. The thin cotton did little to hide the soft curves that made up Jennifer and caused him to become harder than he ever had. I can't do this. She's not strong enough, yet.

A groan deep in his chest sounded just as the door chime went off. He pulled away from her before she could protest. Lying her gently on the bed, pulling her arms from around his neck, he briefly kissed her forehead and headed to the door to get their food, trying to tug his jacket over the bulge in his pants.

A/N: I know I suck, but want to keep the chapters small and manageble for your reading enjoyment.