Title: Why Saying No Can Be So Hard
By: leeloodalasmultipass84
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sheppard/Weir, naturally!
Disclaimers: I don't own Stargate Atlantis or any of its characters.
Spoilers: based on one of the scenes with john and liz from duet. No real spoilers apart from that.

Notes: Feedback is wanted, needed and will be loved, good or bad! Also, my first shepweir fic. Liz's POV and might be slightly OOC, not much thou, I hope! Lol!

I can't believe him! What a smug egocentric bastard! He thinks that he can just walk on up here with his well-toned body with built-in luscious ass, his perpetual I-just-woke-up-and-my-hair-is-always naturally-this-unruley-and-oh-so-sexy-and-theres-surprisingly-not-a-comb-in-sight-around-so-i-can-fix-it mop of a hairdo and his patented and very appealing looking puppy-dog eyes that seems to always do the most funniest of things to me and makes me tingle all over; and expects me to just say yes to every single desire he wants and everyone in the near distant future as well. But I show him! I won't! Say yes that is. Dr Elizabeth Weir, commander-in-chief of the Atlantis expedition, is built of sturdier stuff than that. I will just have to put him in his place. No tactics will work against me. Even the President couldn't change my mind on anything that I really felt strongly about. What can a newly promoted Lt. Colonel possibly do to me that the President of the United States couldn't?

Speak of the devil, but looks who coming towards me to see if I decided upon whether or not to let Ronon Dex join on our merry little group. Okay… Elizabeth, you can do this! Show him who is really boss around here and show him no mercy! You can do it! Or else those rumours about you being on his beck and call will never EVER go away! Be strong. Tell him where he can stick that werid-as-all-hell Ronon.

"Uh, did you get the chance to talk to Ronon?"

Yeah, talked alright! The man tried to look oh-so intimidating and scary towards me, but I shot him down and resisted the bait. Elizabeth 1, Ronon 0. Damn it! don't sound so smug! Act netural.

"Yes, I did. Chatty fellow, isn't he?"

"And?"

Damn him! He's doing it again! That infernal bedhair! That damn I'm-a-cute-puppy-please-do-as-I-say-and-I-love-you-forever face and just… and just him! DAMN IT! Say no! You have to say no, for your reputation and well for whatever speck of pride you have left concerning him. No, god damn it! Just say no!

"He would be your responsibility."

WHAT! What the HELL was that? Where's the love Liz! Where's the love! The Atlanean grapevine will have A LOT to gossip about if you say what I think your gonna say…

"I knew you say yes!"

That trademark smug smirk is slowly developing on his face in front of me and he just KNOWS that he has won this round game, set and match. Better get myself prepared for the small-talk, whispered conversations and not-so-subtle glances and them Shepweir fanatics will go into overdrive over this! I can't help but get slightly annoyed at how well he knows how to push my buttons to get what he wants! Gonna make myself look and mad just to prolong the inevitable so I can at least pretend that my answer might not be the one he wanted

"I haven't said yes."

"Well, you where about to."

Give him the old if-looks-could-kill evil-eye glare for good measure. Come next request, it would require his soul for me to say yes to whatever he wants. Or at least over parts of him. Oh! Get out of the gutter!

"…Yes."

Damn him! And now that smirk is full-blown on his face and I'm having a hard time trying not to either slap him, punch him or kiss him silly to wipe that damn grin of his face! If only I could…on all accounts.

"There y'go!"

"Hmm…"

Walking away, I now plan my revenge. He might think he wears the pants in this relationship, but I show him! His ass is SO mine!

-fin-

Well then! Likey or no likey? Please comment and I will improve I promise!