Since I took so long lately. Here is the next a little faster ;) ... Hope you enjoy...
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Chapter Seven
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This was going to be a long day…
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John woke to faint light streaming through the window. The last few weeks had passed much too fast for his liking and today was the day of the mission to Iceland. He looked at the clock on Teyla's side of the bed. It was only 0315 hours and he still had one hour before he had to get up.
In the end, John had agreed to start pretty early and try to be back in time for the Daedalus' arrival. It hadn't been a hard decision. The time on Iceland was a little ahead of AST and now they would be there in time for lunch, instead of dinner.
The Ishrans had been elated as they were like the Athosians - never declining a chance to party. So they didn't mind starting a little earlier. The only downside was that they had to get up at the crack of dawn.
John shifted onto his back, looking at the ceiling. To his surprise Teyla's hand traveled up his chest and a moment later her body pressed against his. He turned his head in her direction.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"You did not," she mumbled back, her lips finding their way to his neck.
John groaned as Teyla's caress woke certain parts of his body. Before John could protest, Teyla's hand traveled down his stomach and he got the distinct feeling Teyla was very much wanting this reaction.
"I am still not happy," Teyla whispered when her hand vanished in John's boxers.
John shuddered and gasped, desire shooting through him and pooling in his groin.
They hadn't really had an argument about the mission. Teyla knew John was not responsible for what had happened, and she really was grateful that she wasn't required to go on the mission. Nevertheless, she had hoped John would be a little more miffed about her staying home.
He had done his best last night to show her just how much he would miss her, and he had succeeded. Now, Teyla felt the obligation to show him just how much she would miss him in turn.
She captured John's mouth. His answer was a groan that started deep in his chest, telling Teyla just how much he appreciated her touch.
When the alarm went off, both were too immersed in the other to realize.
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John snapped awake. His heart was still racing in his chest and his breathing was still a little erratic. That was one hell of a way to be sent on a mission, he thought, still a little dazed. That thought brought him back to his surroundings and the sound of the music from the alarm clock registered in his mind. He jerked up his head.
"Oh crap," he mumbled and carefully untangled himself from Teyla's naked body firmly pressed against him. He had to be in the gate room in twenty minutes.
Teyla stirred awake, and John kissed her naked shoulder. "Go back to sleep."
They had said goodbye last night in case Teyla didn't wake, and John felt that their morning lovemaking was enough of a goodbye too.
He grabbed his clothes and quickly moved into the bathroom.
Teyla slowly turned and took a look at the clock. "Oops," she said, but couldn't help the smug smile on her face. She should be more sorry that John was late, but making love to him was worth it. Still, she was surprised at just how long they had been at it. She got up, quickly slipped into her underwear, and threw her morning gown on. She could at least make him a coffee and a sandwich. It was way too late for him to get breakfast and he would have to walk quite a bit before getting anything in his stomach.
John wore a bright smile when he entered their living room with the small kitchen, the smell of coffee filling the room.
"I love you," he said, smiling as he took the cup Teyla offered him. He took a sip and sighed.
"I am sorry you are late," Teyla said after a moment. She didn't look sorry though.
"I'm not. I'm starving," he said, placing a kiss on Teyla's lips. He accepted the sandwich and took a hearty bite. "I really appreciated your goodbye," he added.
Teyla chuckled. "I did, too." Sobering, she handed him his jacket. "I know it is just a short visit, but please, be careful and come back soon."
John smiled at Teyla. "I promise." He kissed Teyla once more, not really able to take her in his arms as his hands were full. "I love you and Torren. Give him a hug for me."
"I will. We love you, too."
The door opened and John stepped outside, looking back once more. He smiled at Teyla just before the door closed.
For a moment, Teyla kept watching the closed door. Not going on the mission with John felt somehow wrong. She shook her head at herself. John has been on many missions without me, she thought to herself. Yes, he has been and each time, he has either been hurt or had narrowly avoided it. Teyla shook her head again. She needed to clear her head.
Mr. Woolsey needed her help today and John was safe with Rodney and Ronon at his side, but somehow, she couldn't shake her uneasy feeling. She would count the minutes until John returned.
She wondered if it was because of their visit from the IOA. Even if her relationship with John would not be evaluated, she felt bad for her friends whose relationships were to be evaluated. It just didn't feel right that an outsider should evaluate something as private as a relationship.
But she also understood the need of making sure that a relationship between two people wouldn't endanger those around them.
She was glad that the past weeks had shown that she and John were as professional as they always had been while on duty. The feelings had been there before; the difference was now they knew they were there. But it had not changed the way they worked together.
Although, she had to admit a few things had changed. Like the stolen kisses or the hot glances. They never let down their guard, though.
Teyla turned and slowly walked back to her bedroom. It was 0453 hours and she didn't need to be in the control room before 1000 hours. She planned to lie down and get some more sleep. Somehow, she doubted that would be possible.
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As he hurried along the corridor, John passed his empty cup to the first SO he could find. He had seven minutes left to get to the ready room. He made it in three. He quickly got his gear and took one of the warm parkas. When he entered the gate room, Ronon already stood in front of the gate with Amelia.
"Ah, good, you're here Colonel."
John looked up at Woolsey who stood in the command center. John nodded at Ronon who looked back wit amusement. John quickly walked up the stairs to his boss.
"We will dial in in six hours, so you can brief me if you will be able to come back or if the weather is making it impossible."
John nodded. "Alright."
"Please, be careful, Colonel," Woolsey asked and John nodded. For the past two weeks, things had been quiet. They had barely run into the Wraith or any other hostiles, and John had to admit he was getting a little nervous, too. He just hoped it wouldn't be them running into trouble.
They had been lucky so far.
"No sweat, sir. We'll keep our eyes open."
"Good. Please make sure Dr. McKay behaves."
John nodded, deciding against giving a smart retort. "See you later, sir," he said, turning around and slowly moving down the stairs. If Rodney wasn't here when he had reached the bottom, he'd send a team to Rodney's room and let him be dragged here.
John took the last step when he heard Rodney's whining voice.
"Great," he mumbled, walking over to Ronon who just smiled.
"Morning," he added louder.
"Morning Colonel," Amelia greeted, walking past him to her station.
"Sheppard," Ronon greeted when John had reached him. "You're late."
"Yeah," John smirked, deciding to leave it at that.
Ronon chuckled.
"You know it's the middle of the night. Couldn't you have chosen a decent time to start?" Rodney rambled as a way of greeting.
John just looked at Ronon; rolling his eyes. This was going to be a long day.
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