A/N: The first chapter is a bit dull, but it should get better. I own nothing except for Colonel Hayden Murphy and the other OC's. All mistakes are mine. Enjoy, and please review.

Chapter One Summary: Meet Col Murphy, Atlantis new CO, she's kind, tough and knows what she wants, even if she can't have it (The fic is better than the summary).

Name: Murphy, Hayden

Team: AR-1

Mission: MG7-6G7

Colonel Murphy sighed and stared at her laptop screen. Why did she have to write these stupid mission reports anyway? If she had her way her reports would go something like, "We came, we saw, we opened fire and we ran like hell." But Dr Weir insisted that she write an actuate account of her team's trip to MG…where ever the hell they went.

AR-1 stood for Atlantis Reconnaissance One. They were mainly a search and rescue team while others, such as AT-1 (Col Sheppard's team), got to go on trading missions to try and gain allies for the city.

Hayden had come to Atlantis via the Daedalus four months ago. Since Col Sheppard spent so much time in the infirmary, the SGC decided to send someone to fill in his position while he was unable to. Even though she ranks higher than him and is technically the commanding officer of the city, she let him keep the position, splitting the duties fifty-fifty.

There was a knock on her office door. "Hey, Murphy," said Lt Kai Nakamura. He was a member of her team and the youngest person on Atlantis at only twenty-four years old. "Dr Weir said she wants those reports on her desk by morning."

"Sure thing," she said. "Thanks, Kai."

He saluted and left her office, heading in the direction of the infirmary. Their last mission had resulted in the other two members of the team staying in bed under the watchful eyes of the CMO, Dr Carson Beckett. Dr Carlos Baxter and Koji Brooks had been injured on the run back to the gate, both sustaining minor bullet wounds. AR-1 had a reputation in the infirmary that rivalled that of Sheppard's team.

Just as Murphy was about to begin typing again, someone pounded on the door. "Come in."

The door whooshed open and Major Evan Lorne entered, carrying a tray of steaming coffee. "Hey, Lorne," she said, looking at the keys on the laptop. She'd had a crush on the good Major for some time now.

He smiled. "Want some coffee, sir?" he asked. "Sorry, we don't have any milk."

She shrugged. "That's OK, I don't mind."

He handed her a cup and took a sip out of the other. "Whatcha doin'?"

"Mission reports."

He pulled up a chair and sat down opposite her. "Bummer. How are Baxter and Brooks?"

The Colonel smiled. "They'll be fine. Probably already driving poor Beckett mad."

"Probably," he said, looking into her eyes. He loved her eyes, the right one was blue and the left one was green. He couldn't believe that he'd fallen for his CO. "Are we still on for the gym tomorrow?"

She nodded. "Yep."

"Cool," he said, taking another sip of coffee. They sat in silence for a few seconds. "Well, I'd better go. I got my own reports to write. See you tomorrow, sir."

"See ya," she said. She watched him leave, her eyes travelling down his body until they fell on his ass.

The two of them had met under rather unusual circumstances. She had just arrived on Atlantis and volunteered to accompany Sheppard's team on a rescue mission to save Lorne and the rest of AT-2. They were easy enough to find, but she'd found Lorne tied upside-down against a cave wall with most of his clothes missing.

"Hey, Murphy?" she sighed when she heard McKay's irritating voice over the radio.

"Go ahead," she said.

"Could you come down to the labs? I need you to test some machinery."

"Why can't Sheppard do it?"

"Because Col Flyboy went around touching stuff he wasn't meant to and ended up electrocuting himself, that's why."

She frowned. "Is he OK?"

"How should I know? I'm not a medical doctor," she could hear the annoyance in his voice, dealing with a cranky McKay was the last thing she wanted.

"Soz, McKay, I have reports to finish," she smiled to herself and switched her radio off.

She quickly finished her paperwork and the reports on MG7-6G7 and walked down a flight of stairs to Dr Weir office. She handed them in and then took a transporter to the infirmary.

As soon as she entered the incredibly white room she was heard the voices of Sheppard, Koji and Carlos all singing 'I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves'. The Colonel was sitting on an exam table having a nasty gash on his hand sewn up. She chuckled when she saw the look of desperation on Dr Beckett's face.

"Hey guys," she said, joining in with the singing until she received a death glare from Carson. "Sorry."

"How goes it, sir?" asked Koji. He was lying on his bed flicking a paper football between himself and Carlos.

"I just finished those blasted reports. How are you?"

Sheppard shrugged. "Oh, you know. McKay electrocuted me, Carlos and Koji are having the paper football world cup and Carson's losing the will to live."

Hayden smiled. "Funny, McKay said you electrocuted yourself," she said. "Want me to yell at anyone, Carson?"

He shook his head and finished repairing his patient's hand. "No thanks, lass, I was just about to release the buggers."

Koji and Carlos smiled smugly and she went to get them some clothes. At first, it had been hard gaining the respect of her men. Most of them didn't like the idea of a woman in charge of the military and there were some that still didn't, but the majority of them had accepted her as their boss. She'd worked with the SGC for five years, but didn't know anyone when she first came to Atlantis. Major Lorne had been her first friend, after she saved his hot ass. She knew she shouldn't have feelings for someone under her command, but was it possible to de-crush yourself? She sometimes wondered what he thought of her, but even if the feeling was mutual they could never be together, not while they were military.

She sighed to herself, grabbed some clothes for her friends and went back to the infirmary.

oOo

Lorne stood in the gym doing some stretches and waiting for his lazy commanding officer to arrive. She'd probably forgotten, dumb blonde (well, he called her a blonde, she said she was a zebra blonde, which was a natural blonde with natural brown streaks in their hair, or visa versa). Evan had never meant to fall in love with Col Murphy, it just kind of happened. She was easy to talk to and was always there with a shoulder to cry on if the need ever arose. He respected her and valued her friendship.

The doors whooshed open and Hayden walked in. "Hey, sorry I'm late. They were having problems with the transpoters and I had to take the stairs."

She pulled her hair into a ponytail and tossed her bag onto a bench. "How are you?" she asked, picking up a couple of training sticks.

He smiled. "I'm good. You?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

The Major picked up the other set of sticks and the two began circling each other on the mats. Murphy lashed out but Lorne blocked the attack. He swung at her legs but she jumped out of the way and hit him in the back, causing him to fall down. "Come on," she taunted. "You can do better than that."

He jumped back up and swung one of the sticks at her stomach. The move caught her by surprise and she stumbled backwards, but she kept her balance and blocked Lorne's next swing. She spun around and hit him in the side, making him wince in pain. He was able to duck before her stick came into contact with his head and took another blow at her stomach but missed. They smiled at each other, sweat beginning to drip down both their foreheads.

"Tie," said Murphy, after a good three hours of constant action (although not the kind of action she would have liked).

He nodded and grinned. "Tie," he agreed.

They tossed their sticks to one side and grabbed their gym bags. "I'm going to grab a shower. I'll meet you back here in ten minutes, lunch?" she asked.

"Sure."

There are two sets of showers built right next to the gym. The girls on the right the guys on the left. The Colonel entered the shower room and pulled her hair out of the ponytail it was in. She smiled at Teyla who was tying her shoelaces up. "Good morning, Col Murphy."

"Morning, Teyla," she said. "Aren't you going off-world?"

"Yes, in a few minutes."

"Well, good luck. I'll have a rescue team on stand by."

Teyla smiled. "Thank you, it is much appreciated."

She'd been on a number of missions with the Athosian's team; none of which had ended very well.

Teyla left the shower room and Murphy stepped into one of the cubicles, stripped off her clothes and let the hot water splash against her.

She met up with Lorne outside the gym, dressed in clean clothes. They stepped into a transporter. "Damn," said Murphy. "Forgot my towel."

She hit a button on the control panel and waited, but nothing happened. The doors wouldn't open. Then they noticed that they weren't moving. They were stuck. "This could be a problem," she muttered.

TBC

Next chapter should be up tomorrow or the day after.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but Lorne is an Air Force Major isn't he?