One Hundred Sparkified Drabbles (91-100), by AndromedaMarine
Author's Note: Special thanks to sparklyshimmer2010 for reviewing most of the chapters of this story and for encouraging me to finish.
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Athosian Tea, Part Ten (91)
Author's Note: I will turn this set of drabbles into a standalone story, with a continuation. Look for it in the following weeks.
John woke with a crick in his neck, as he realized he'd fallen asleep while sitting in a chair beside Elizabeth's bed. Elizabeth hadn't woken yet, so he took the opportunity to tidy up what little mess there was lying around, and watch the calmness of her slumber. She rose to the land of the living a few minutes later, all traces (well, most) of the Athosian tea gone from her mind and stomach. The first thing she saw was John in the chair beside her, and second she wondered why the hell John was in a chair beside her. "Colonel?"
"Athosian tea. All I'm saying, and if you want to know more, I suggest you ask me after you freshen up." He grinned.
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Meet the Parents, Part Three (92)
John relaxed only slightly at Mrs. Weir's exclamation, wondering how Mrs. Weir recognized him. He held out his hand after getting a poke from Elizabeth. "Colonel John Sheppard, ma'am. I'm assuming Elizabeth has told you about the engagement?"
Mrs. Weir froze and stared between her daughter and John. "Engagement?"
John suddenly felt terrified.
"Of course she's told me about the engagement!" Mrs. Weir began laughing. "She also told me how nervous you were."
John glanced over at his fiancé. She was looking right at him, that mischievous grin of hers plastered across her face. She leaned up and kissed his cheek right in front of her mother. "You're adorable when you're nervous. And yes, we've been plotting against you."
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Modern Art (93)
Author's Note: Prompt given by sparklyshimmer2010. The E.M.P. is located in Seattle, Washington, right next to the Space Needle.
"It doesn't look anything like art."
"Well... Maybe it could..." Elizabeth cocked her head as far as it would go to the right, squinting her eyes at the mass of metal before them known as the E.M.P. "Nah. You're right. It just looks like somebody dumped a load of garbage right there."
John tugged her to his side as they crossed the street, heading towards the "load of garbage." "Though I'm sure what's inside is better than how it looks on the outside. I can't wait to see the guitar collection! This 'Experience Music Project' is something awesome. I heard they have a Jimi Hendrix display. Now that – that's art."
Elizabeth chuckled. "You and guitars..." She leaned up to kiss his jaw. "Happy anniversary, honey."
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Beauty in Small Things (94)
The way her hair curls just right around her neck. The way she blushes when he looks at her. The way she laughs when Ronon and John pull a prank on the commissary (and Rodney). They way she grins so deviously when there're twenty boxes from Daedalus when there should be twenty two (she sneaks the chocolate and coffee into her quarters). The way she smiles to herself when she's thinking of him, and doesn't know he's watching.
To John, Elizabeth's beauty is in the small things. Soon he'll add the glimmer of a ring to the list.
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Bulletproof (95)
She's glad he wears a Kevlar vest underneath his utility vest. She doesn't know what she'd do if word came back that he'd gotten shot – and that his death could have been prevented by a freaking bulletproof vest. She actually made him wear it the first time, though, after Sumner was culled. So if some Wraith thought John was dinner, the vest would stop that vile hand. It didn't just have to be bulletproof. Wraith-proof was good too.
He's not entirely bulletproof like Rodney was with that personal shield (she can't forget that they tested it by having John shoot Rodney...) but at least his vital organs are protected.
She makes it habit every time before he leaves on a mission to kiss him, and make sure he's wearing that bulletproof vest, because she wants him to watch their daughter grow up.
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Ferris Wheels Don't Go High Enough (96)
John looked down to see the mass of people milling around. Their voices drifted up to where he and Elizabeth sat, swinging, on the top of the Ferris Wheel. "This doesn't go high enough," he commented, stretching his arm around Elizabeth's shoulder.
"How high should it go?"
John grinned at her. "High enough so I can do this without people poking their noses in our direction." He leaned closer to her.
"Do what?" Elizabeth whispered, butterflies erupting in her stomach.
"This." John kissed Elizabeth soundly, ignoring the whistles and cat calls that erupted around them.
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Sleepless in Atlantis (97)
"Doctor Keller tells me you can't sleep."
"That's her name? Keller? I couldn't remember. Yeah."
"John..."
"What, Elizabeth? Please don't try to say something to make me feel better."
"I wasn't going to."
"Elizabeth, what are you doing?"
"You looked like you needed a hug."
"Don't go anywhere."
"I hadn't planned on it. John, why can't you sleep?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"I don't think we'll ever really accept he's gone."
"No...but I think we could get through it...together."
"My thoughts exactly."
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Simplicity (98)
Author's Note: Should I continue this in a longer oneshot or chapter fic? Let me know.
"I hate explaining things as 'it's complicated,' when it really is so simple."
"Oh? Why don't you enlighten me, Mr. Kirk?" Rodney smirked at his friend.
John shot him an exasperated look. "I love her and I don't know if she loves me back. That's how simple it is."
"So why are you making a big complicated deal out of it when you could just go tell her how you feel?"
John sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "That's the complicated part. I don't know how she'll react...if she'll hate me the rest of our lives or transfer out back to Earth."
Rodney grunted. "She wouldn't transfer back to Earth or hate you. I think...well, I think you should just go give it a shot."
"And if it blows up in my face?"
"You seem to be able to handle things blowing up in your face quite fine without any help," Rodney pointed out, taking a sip from his coffee mug. "You can blame me. She'll understand."
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Caught Up in the Moment (99)
"Ahem," Rodney coughed, averting his gaze from the two leaders of Atlantis who were making out in front of the whole team. He looked over at Ronon, who had a look of amusement on his face; Teyla was holding back laughter; Evan Lorne was red in the face trying not to turn to his left and imitate Sheppard by sweeping up Laura in his arms; and Keller had a look in her eye as she watched Rodney that he couldn't quite read.
"Rodney, go do something useful," John managed to toss out before kissing Elizabeth again.
With those words, Jennifer bolted from her position and Rodney did something useful by kissing Keller, which prompted Evan to turn and sweep Laura into his arms, and then Teyla and Ronon began to laugh at all of them.
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Rain (100)
John and Elizabeth lay side by side out on one of the piers, watching as the clouds rolled in to cover up the glow of the midnight stars. She had curled up against his side, drawing from his warmth. "D'you think we should go in before it starts raining?" he asked quietly.
Elizabeth blinked a few times. "I wouldn't mind getting wet," she replied, her right arm snaking over his stomach to get closer to him. "Besides, there's plenty of hot water in the city and my shower's big enough for the both of us."
John grinned. "Here it comes." The pitter-patter of rain began, and before long it drenched their clothes. John moved so he was above Elizabeth. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too."
And John kissed her.
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It took one year, but it's done. One hundred drabbles have been successfully Sparkified!