A Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Part 2
Author: MacGateFan
Disclaimers in Part 1
Author's Notes: I'll be on a slight hiatus for the next few days as I venture to New Jersey for the Creation Stargate Con. Joe Flanigan, here I come:o)


Elizabeth was just about ready to snuggle under the covers to read when the chime rang. "Come in," she said.

She was a little surprised when John entered and was about to make a joke about it when she noted his appearance. He looked tired, pale, and he seemed to be visibly shaking.

"John!" Elizabeth exclaimed, taking his hand and leading him to a chair. She knelt next to him and before she could say another word, he wrapped his arms around her.

Elizabeth was still in a state of shock, but she accepted it. The warmth and tenderness she felt in that hug were exactly what she needed at that moment. As quick as it happened, though, it ended.

"What happened?" she asked gently. Is he crying? She thought. Yes, John Sheppard was crying in front of her.

He pulled away, looking a little embarrassed as she handed him a tissue. "Sorry," he muttered.

"No, it's all right," Elizabeth replied.

"I had a nightmare," John told her, "It was everything that happened in the past few days with the nanites, but we weren't able to save you. You died and there was nothing we could do!"

He kept avoiding her eyes. "John, look at me. John!"

"Elizabeth, I love you."

Okay, being surprised about his appearance when he first entered her quarters was nothing compared to what she was feeling right now. Not that she didn't return those feelings. God there were so many times she wanted to act on them.

John immediately stood up when she didn't respond right away. "I'm sorry." he said again. "I am way out of line here. I shouldn't have come. I should've just gone to Carson for a sleeping aid. It won't happen again, I promise."

"John!" she cried out, rushing to him. She grabbed his face and pulled it towards hers. Elizabeth relished the taste of his lips. She took a deep breath as they reluctantly pulled away from each other a few minutes later.

"I just wasn't expecting to hear you say that. I feel the same way, John. I love you. You were the only one who was able to get through to me. You told me to fight and I did. For you."

John hugged her close. "I have to admit, I have never felt this much love for anyone before," he whispered. "What are we going to do about this? We can't hide from it and even if we did, this expedition team is smart."

Elizabeth laughed. "That they are. Let's just keep it quiet for now. If it gets out, it gets out. I don't know about you, but I can't just turn off my feelings."

"We'll just have to remain professional," he replied with a nod. John grinned. "But only in the presence of others."

"You are incorrigible, John Sheppard."

"That's what my Mom always used to say."


He wasn't happy when he saw John Sheppard leaving Dr. Weir's quarters. He had a feeling he knew what was going with them. It was time for Dr. Weir's Golden Boy to be dealt with.

"Dr. Kavanaugh, is something wrong?"

"Not yet," he growled, stomping off.

Dr. Andria Whittamore stared after him in confusion. With a shrug, she headed towards the infirmary. As the base opthalmologist, she had a fair amount of eye exams to perform.

John looked behind him. He could have sworn someone was following, and he was right. "Dr. Whittamore," he said with a nod.

"Good morning, Colonel Sheppard," she replied. "Do you have a moment?"

"Sure. What's up?"

"I just had a run in with Dr. Kavanaugh."

John looked at her in sympathy. "Sorry to hear that."

Andria laughed. "I know. Not a good way to start off your morning. Anyway, I just thought you might want to know that he's been nosing around Dr. Weir's quarters. I asked him if something was wrong and he said, 'Nothing yet'. Seemed a bit odd to me."

John nodded. "Thanks for letting me know. I'm still trying to figure out why he's still here."

"Who knows? Maybe he loves to be hated?" She glanced at her watch. "I'm going to be late. Have a good day, Colonel."

"You too, Dr. Whittamore."