a/n I own nothing at all this is just for fun
Sorry no story for a LONG time, but, you know, life's busy!
Sticks and Stones Will Break Your Bones
Chapter One
Elizabeth Weir, clad in her blue flannel pajamas, wondered through the halls of Atlantis. At 5 in the morning the city looked peaceful enough to still belong to the Ancients. Just the way she liked it. Walking through the corridors she could be herself...not the commander, not the boss, or a doctor, or a diplomat. No, she could be Liz, and let her mind wonder off to places father than the Milky Way Galaxy.
During the midst of her wondering, she paused in front of the gym door. The light was on. Twisting the handle, she ventured in, and closed it softly behind her.
"Morning Liz."
"Major! What are you doing up so early?"
"Early morning run. You?"
"Early morning walk."
John just nodded and picked up his pace after slacking off to talk to her. Elizabeth hung back, not sure of where to go. He clearly didn't expect any visitor as he was dressed in only loose black pants and military boots.
He should take off his shirt more often...
Elizabeth blushed at her thought, but still didn't peel her eyes off the Major's naked torso.
"So, You just gunna stand there and watch?"
"Do you come here every morning?" She asked trying to change the subject.
"Pretty much. It's important to me to stay in shape."
"You're not even breathless!"
"Yeah, well, in training we had to run miles while reciting flight manuals."
"Owch."
"At first, yeah. But the training was worth it to be able to talk to you and run."
Once again she blushed, very happy that he could not see her face.
"You know, I think it's a good idea of you to stay in shape. I'm not worried about Ford or Teyla...but Mckay might need some help."
"Sure. But what about you?"
"Excuse me?"
John stopped jogging and faced her as he wiped the trickles of sweat off his face. Elizabeth might have gone weak in the knees over his obvious concern for her, but she was imaging herself equally drenched in sweat and probably wheezing.
"I'm serious. What if you had to come to some other planet for diplomatic stuff? I can't help you in a situation there if you can't help yourself. When I'm out there I have to know that everyone with me is up to the task."
She stared at him for a moment, rather shocked at his seriousness, but she found herself nodding and saying something along the lines of agreeing as long as it was taken slow.
"Good. We start now."
"Now?"
"Yup. Get up on the treadmill."
She did so, and watched as the Major turned it on and stepped back.
"Run till you get tired."
"What? Is that it?"
"Yup. We're starting easy."
Easy enough I guess...Goodness I'm tired...how long has it been? WHAT? Is my watch broken? It's been three minutes. Maybe that was just a fast mile. A really fast mile...WHAT? Is this thing broken too? What's with the equipment here? Only a 4th of a mile...I am so dead...And John...yeah, stop smirking.
"Ok, Liz, that's enough."
"No, I can do more."
"So you can hurt yourself and not have to do this again? Nice try."
Dang it. He's good.
He flashed her a smile as he handed her his water bottle.
Elizabeth took it, and gulped some down. She was feeling breathless, but not just because of her workout, but because she was staring into the twinkling eyes of John Sheppard.
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