Hi guys! Welcome back! Not much to say but enjoy this chapter, it's pretty steamy in places so enjoy those parts especially ;) It's so funny, I can write mature scenes fine and read anyone else's, but for some reason I cringe so hard when I read the one's I've written, no idea why...


Breaking Ranks - Emergence


"Do you think I'll ever get my memory back?" I asked Carson as I sat on the examining bed. I was wearing the white robes as I had just undergone scans to see if all the damage that had happened to me had in fact, been healed. Carson returned with his tablet as he scanned over the results and then met my questioning gaze.

"It's hard to tell, love. You may recover those lost hours sometime in the future or they may never return."

"It's just weird, you know." I said as Carson set down the tablet by the side of me. "For three weeks I thought that I had lost five months of my life, only to be told that only half an hour went by."

Carson chuckled at me, "Aye, it'd make anyone's head hurt. Try not to worry too much about it, the memory may return in time. For now, I cannae see anything wrong with you physically." The door opened to the left as John walked in. I smiled at his presence as Carson greeted him cheerfully. "Ah, Colonel, what brings you down here?"

"Come to check on the patient," he said with his smile directed at me. I felt my cheeks flush as Carson patted my leg.

"Well that's thoughtful of you."

"Yeah, well, I am the reason she was thrown around by that damned beast. Come to make sure she hasn't suffered any brain damage." He said casually as he leaned against the bed. I pursed my lips at him as Carson laughed.

"No, Miss Mia is in perfect health. I see no reason to take you off active duty. Just try not to force the memories, if they come back they'll come on their own turf." Carson explained to me as I nodded.

"Thanks."

Carson handed me my folded up clothes as he said farewell to the both of us as he wondered off deeper into the infirmary. Not before telling me to come back if I experienced any dizziness or nausea, the normal drill. I held the clothes to my chest as I walked over to the curtains and quickly changed back into my uniform. When I came back out John was lounging on my bed with his arms crossed behind his head.

"And what is the real reason you came down here?" I asked him as I crossed my arms over my chest. John mocked being hurt.

"What? You don't believe that I actually came down to see you with an ulterior motive, do you?"

"I know you," I said with narrowed eyes. John smirked as he jumped off the bed.

"Contrary to popular belief, I was only concerned about your wellbeing." He nudged me gently with his shoulder as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Whatever, Romeo. Let's just go and get some dinner," I said to him as John chuckled and followed after me.


We were both laughing and joking around as we headed to the mess hall.

"I'm serious! You should've seen my granddad's face the first time I brought my boyfriend round to meet him."

"I can imagine." John said as he glanced down at me with a pointed look. I smirked at the memory of John meeting my granddad for the first time.

"It was like he wanted to shoot him in the foot. Funnily enough he broke up with me a few days later, I still suspect that my granddad threatened him or something." I tapped my chin thoughtfully as John laughed.

"That wouldn't surprise me." John admitted. We rounded the corner to the mess hall when Colonel Caldwell appeared before us. We halted in our tracks as the Colonel looked between the two of us.

"Colonel," Caldwell greeted with a nod.

"Colonel." John replied back.

"Major." Caldwell said to me.

"Colonel." I nodded to him. There was an awkward pause between the three of us as I suddenly got very interested in the stain on my shoe.

"As you were," Caldwell said to the both of us as we saluted him, he weaved to the left and walked off down the hall. John and I waited until he was gone before we glanced at each other. Ever since we had both been promoted the Colonel had never really been the same around us. It was too be expected, he wanted the position of Military commander and when John had been infected with the Iratus bug he had his nasty claws on the job, that was until John got better and he was once again booted off the team. I don't think he'd really let it go.

"When is he leaving again?" I asked John as we entered the mess hall and collected dinner.

"Another day or so." John said to me. I sighed and sat down opposite him.

"Yeah, well, the sooner the better I say. He always makes me feel on edge when I know he's around."

"You think he's going to stab you in the back?" John said with a chuckle as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"No, but I still think he's trying to figure out a way to get rid of you so that he can become the new Military commander." I explained to him as John leaned back in his seat.

"Well, as long as I'm around he's not getting the job."

"I'll hold you to that."


I woke up in a cold sweat, I clutched my chest with one hand tightly as my heart thumped against my chest, blood pulsed through my veins and the only thing I could heart was the erratic beating of my heart. My body shot up in my bed as I gasped for breath, scanning the dark room as I felt next to me for the warm body I knew should be there. When my hand came up empty a strangled cry tore itself from my throat as I yelled.

"John?"

There was no movement in my room, I couldn't see anything, it was so dark. Where was he? Had he left me? Had he been taken?

"John!" I cried out desperately, wishing for him to appear as the door to the bathroom opened and light spilled into the room.

"Mia—what…"

I heard his voice as the room lit up dimly, John was standing just in the doorway as I felt my body relax slightly, he saw my face and was next to me in a second. My hands sought out his body as I gripped onto his shoulders and pulled him to me, I wrapped my body up around him as I climbed onto his lap and hugged him to me. Now that I had him back I could feel my body shaking against his, one of his hands was stroking the back of my head and the other was holding my back, I could feel his warmth through the thin material of my nightgown.

"You're here aren't you? I'm not dreaming?" I whispered to him as I pressed my face into the warm crook of his neck and breathed in his scent. He smelt of vanilla and sandalwood and the hint of mint from the toothpaste. John tightened his grip around me as I continued to shake in his arms, I could feel the tears threatening to spill under my shuteyes as I took a shaky breathe.

"I'm here, Mia," he whispered back to me as he pressed a warm kiss to the side of my face.

"I had a nightmare," I muttered. His hands smoothed down my back gently as he pulled away so that he could caress my face and run his fingers through my hair.

"Tell me about it."

"It was a dream, it doesn't matter," I replied to him with a shake of my head. John held my head firmly between his hands as I met his concerned hazel gaze.

"Mia, tell me," he ordered, sounding like my Commanding Officer. I took another shaky breath and nodded.

"I can't remember much, I was just feeling trapped and I was trying to find you, I couldn't and I was running, I was being chased—I was so scared," I broke off to lay my head on his chest. "I woke up and you weren't here, I got so scared, I thought my dream was real."

I heard John sigh as he enveloped me up into his embrace once more. I clamped my eyes shut but I kept on having horrible memories of my dream, the feeling of loneliness and dread. I had felt it all too much in my life, especially when I had been locked up in Ford's compound. I knew that there was only one thing that could help me right now.

I trailed my hand over Johns naked collarbone and let it rest over the spot where is heart is, I could feel the steady beating under my palm. Turning my head to face into his neck I pressed a kiss to his jaw, nipping gently at the skin and running my tongue over it. I felt John's fingers dig into my back gently as I moved my mouth up over his cheek as my hands ran through his hair.

I could feel him stirring underneath me, the only thing separating us was the thin material of his boxers as I began to rock myself against him, relishing in the feeling.

"Mia," John whispered as he gently pushed back on my shoulders. My lips left his warm skin as I met his gaze, the hurt evident on my face. "I can't—not with you like this," he said to me, his warm breath ghosted over my face. I was touched that he was thinking about my state of mind but I needed this; I needed to feel in control over my life again, I needed to feel something other than fear and sadness. I could tell that he was worried about me, he didn't want to take advantage of me; but as much as I wanted to agree with him, I couldn't.

"Please," I begged him; I took his hands in my own as I placed them over my breasts. The feel of his large hands touching my breasts sent a spark shooting through me right down to my core. His dick twitched beneath me as I moaned quietly, tossing my head back and bit my bottom lip. "John, please; please."

I had never begged for sex. I had never begged for anything from John before, mostly because he was just as sex-driven as I was, it was the way we showed our emotions, it was the purest of acts that let two people communicate with unspoken words. It was the time when two people came together to show their upmost love for one another—well sometimes…

I could tell it was torturous for John to be so withheld, his fingers were twitching against my bosom and it was turn on for him to hear me beg so much. I knew I was fucked up, I had been captured by my best friend and held hostage for six weeks, we had almost died on a Wraith hive ship and then stuck within a time dilation field. I had returned to Earth to tell Ford's family that he had died when in reality he was still alive and kicking, I had to tell my half-sisters mother that I knew about her, I was still suffering from nightmares that had plagued me for a few weeks now. I was vulnerable, but I didn't care; I needed John to love me right now.

"Please," I hissed, grinding down onto him. I could feel him right there as I gasped in pleasure, I felt his hips move slightly as I grinned, knowing that I was about to get my way after all. His thumbs ran over my hardened nipples as I bit down on my lip and moaned.

"I want you to do something for me though," John told me.

"Anything," I said, breathless. If John asked me to wear a chicken suit and dive off one of the spires I would do it, anything for him to say yes.

"I want you to talk to Heightmeyer."

I didn't really take into account what that meant, all I heard was a simple request, I nodded and pressed my lips against his, kissing him hard on the mouth.

"Ok," I replied to him as I pulled away momentarily.

John finally nodded and I took it as my cue to continue on, I kissed him again on the mouth as his tongue darted through my parted lips; his hands began their assault on my chest as I moaned into his mouth. I could tell that his dick was now fully erect in his boxers but was constricted in his pants, I didn't want to waste anymore time; I climbed off him as I gripped the hem of his boxers and tugged them down, John helped and I could see the desire in his eyes from this controlling side of me. He kicked them off his legs as he scooted back onto the bed as I climbed on top of him, straddling him once more as my hand went to his shaft as I guided it to my wet entrance. I sunk down on him, sheathing his full length inside of me as I moaned loudly, I heard John suck in a deep breath as his hands gripped my hips tightly. I braced my hands on his toned stomach, digging my nails into his skin from the intense feeling I had from him being inside me as I slowly started to push myself up and back down on him. With each stroke the knot was building as moan after moan came out of my mouth, John met each of my thrusts with a buck of his hips. I gasped when he thrust roughly into me, causing me to see stars as my orgasm hit me like a train, I cried out in ecstasy, tossing my head back as my whole body shook. All I could feel was this intense pleasure, all thoughts of my nightmare and my worries went out the window; this is what I had wanted, to just feel this pleasure. My orgasm slowly died down as I noticed that John had stilled within me, he was still hard and twitching but he was gazing at me with his hazel eyes.

"Did you…?" I asked him.

John sat up and hooked his arm around my waist as he turned us over so that I was now underneath him. His bare chest pressed against my still clothed one as he kissed the hollow of my neck. I moaned into his ear, feeling his dick twitch inside me as I began to move my hips again. John hissed as he kissed over my neck and up to my mouth as he bit down on my bottom lip, he took it between his teeth and sucked on it as my hands ran down his bareback. He released my lip.

"Let me make love to you now," he whispered into my ear. I nodded my head, wanting this more than anything. John had let me have my control, I had fucked him, now he wanted to show me the love that I needed.

I let out a whimper as I felt him remove himself from me as he kissed down my neck, his hands did their magic on my breasts, he groped them over my nightgown as my back arched off the bed and into his chest. He shuffled down me, pushing my nightgown up as he did, he reached my neck as I sat up and let him take it off me as it dropped to the ground next to us. He lowered himself back down as his hands brushed over my thighs as I moaned his name. My hands sought out his head as I trailed my fingers through his hair, gripping his hair tightly in my hands I could feel his hot breath at my core as he ran his fingers dangerously close to it. I bucked my hips, needed to feel that connection as I bit down on my lip hard, drawing blood.

"Oh, God!" I cried when I felt his tongue lap at my entrance. My fingers pulled at his hair roughly and my thighs clamped around his head, the feeling becoming too much for me as my breathing became panted. My hips moved in time with his appendage as I could feel the knot building up once more. John pushed against my thighs, pinning them to the bed and his fingers digging roughly into my skin.

When I couldn't take it anymore I felt the dam break as another orgasm hit me, I cried out again, louder this time as I could hear John chuckling from in between my legs.

I panted, trying to gather my thoughts as John moved up my body. He hooked his arms under mine as I wrapped them around his neck, pulling our two bodies together as he lined us up and with a thrust he entered me again. He muffled my cry with his lips as he kissed me on the mouth, his tongue darting into my mouth, as I could taste myself on him. I hooked my legs around him and settled them on his thighs as I helped him thrust into me. John was grunting into my mouth, turning me on and building up that knot once more. I didn't know how much more of this I could take, I could feel my energy wavering, I felt like I was about to pass out from everything I was feeling.

John was pouring all of his emotion into his kisses and his movements, even though he was being desperate now I could feel the love and security I always felt from him. Even though I had used him at the beginning to only satisfy myself and to block out the pain I was feeling he was still his normal selfless self.

I felt the tears appear under my eyelids as a few leaked out and rolled down the side of my face. John stopped suddenly as I opened my eyes, blinking away the tears as I met his gaze; he was worried.

"Mia? Are you ok, did I hurt you?" He asked quickly as I shook my head.

"No, no; keep going, I'm fine," I said as I lifted my head up and pressed my mouth to his. It took him a few seconds but he resumed his movements, he kissed my tears away as I smiled and felt him hit that perfect spot.

"Oh fuck…" I said breathlessly as my nails dug into John's shoulders. I couldn't tell how long we lasted, all I could think about was the feeling of John moving out and slamming back into me, he grunted and whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I threw my head back and cried out in glorious bliss at the same time John released into me. John braced himself up on his hands as he bucked into me a few times, grunting as he did so.

I was completely spent, I brushed the hair away from my face that had stuck from my perspiration as John collapsed next to me, he was breathing harshly and I could see the small droplets of sweat accumulating on his skin from the moonlight that filtered in.

John's arm came to a rest atop my stomach as his fingers danced gently across my skin, he shuffled close to my body as his hand travelled up to my chin as he turned my face so that we were staring at each other. His eyes looked black in the dark as he leaned into me and kissed me softly on the mouth. I felt all the tension and fear leave me at the simple kiss as I sighed into him. His hand cupped my cheek and he ran his fingers through my hair as he pulled back, his warm breath ghosted over my face.

"I love you," he whispered to me. My eyes stung with tears as I held them back with sheer will.

"Thank you," I replied to him. I didn't have to say the words back, he was telling me that he loved me and that he was here for me, as amazing as that was in itself. Even after everything that we had gone through, we always came back to one another. John pulled me to him and rested his chin on top of my head as I felt his body relax against mine. His breathing evened out as he fell asleep quickly, it took me a while but eventually I finally fell asleep, dreaming about absolutely nothing.


John woke me up in the morning; or rather my body instinctively knew that he had gotten out of bed. I slowly opened my eyes, rubbing them as I rolled over and watched as John slipped on his uniform. I sat up in my bed; John heard me as he looked over his shoulder as he zipped up his pants and buckled up his belt, his torso was bare and I could see the purple bruise at the base of his neck that I had made from last night.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as he strolled over to the bed and sat down on the edge, I tore my eyes away from the bruise on his neck, I was slightly proud of it, he had always left love bites on me, now it was my turn to return the favor.

"Better," I said quickly, forcing a smile for him. I felt my stomach drop as I thought about last night, I felt guilty, I had forced John into having sex with me. "I'm sorry for last night," I muttered.

I didn't expect John's reaction. He frowned and looked angry. With a sharp tug on my arm I fell into his lap as I gasped and braced myself against his arms.

"You have nothing to be sorry about."

"But I practically forced you into sex," I argued, feeling my brows furrow.

"I didn't do anything I didn't want to last night," John replied, he ran his fingers down my bare spine, I was suddenly aware that I was naked in his arms; my back arched into him at the feelings of his fingers on me. He bent his head down as he pressed a kiss to the valley between my breasts as he trailed up, leaving a wet trail from his tongue as my eyes rolled into the back of my head from the feeling. "Although, hearing you beg for me is a major turn on. I want to hear it from you more often," he muttered against my skin, his tone was low and sexy and I felt the spark shoot right down into my belly.

"I thought me calling you Colonel was a turn on?" I asked breathlessly with a smirk as John chuckled against my skin.

"It is."

John kissed me on the mouth as I sighed into him, my head feeling light and dizzy from his touches and kisses. He rolled me off him and stood up from the bed suddenly, leaving me whining and wanting more. I threw myself back onto the bed, pouting my lip like a child having a tantrum as John laughed and fetched his shirt from the desk chair and pulled it over his head.

When he faced me again there was an uncertainty in his eyes. "What is it?" I asked him, grabbing my discarded nightgown from the floor and tugging it over my head.

"Are you going to go and talk to Heightmeyer?" John asked as I suddenly remembered his one condition from last night. I bit down on my lip and looked away from him.

"Mia…" He said my name softly as I met his gaze, he was trying hard to not give me a stern look, I could tell from the tension in his jaw.

"I just don't see the point, I can handle this on my own," I said firmly as John sighed.

"That's the thing, Mia, you can't," he snapped as I pressed my lips into a firm line. "Why are you so against seeing her? What harm could possibly happen from simply talking to her?" John asked as I crossed my arms and sighed. I faced away from him as I stood up from the bed and walked to the other side of the room. It was a while before I finally replied to him.

"Because going to see her, talking to her…it's admitting defeat. I don't want to be seen as weak, going and talking to her—I might as well just come out and say that I'm weak."

"You aren't going to be seen as weak by going to Heightmeyer, this is why she's here!"

"You don't understand, you've never had to talk to her!" I snapped back with a glare.

"…Yes I have."

John spoke so quietly that I almost missed it, I froze to the ground as I tried to read his face, I couldn't; he was keeping his guard up.

"When?" I demanded off him, why hadn't he told me this? Why would he hide it?

"When we came back from loosing Ford on the planet and brought Ronon back, after the fight that we had I went to talk to Heightmeyer about you."

This was news to me; I felt my mouth part in shock as I stared at him. Why didn't he tell me?

"About me?"

"Just go and talk to her, Mia. If you don't feel better after today then I wont force you to go."

I frowned again and was determined to still not go, I ground my teeth together and shook my head. I could tell John was about to loose his temper with me, I was being my annoyingly stubborn right self right now; John hated it when I was like this. He sighed in frustration and ran a hand through his hair, his demeanor changed, as he stood up straighter.

"If you wont go for me, then as your Commanding Officer I'm ordering you to go."

"What? You can't do that!" I said, aghast. Although the little voice in the back of my head said that he technically could.

"I can, and if you don't, I'll remove you from active duty—"

"John!"

"Don't argue with me on this, Mia. You're going to talk to her, today, and that's final," he ordered as I stood there bristling at him. His own gaze was firm and I could tell that I wasn't going to be able to change his mind on this one. We were both too stubborn for our own good.

"Fine."

John nodded his head as he laced up his boots and shrugged on his jacket, he zipped it up and walked over to me, I kept my arms crossed and looked up with him with a pointed look.

"I'll see you later," he said to me as he pecked me on the cheek; I relented and smiled at him as he turned and left my room. Once he was gone I groaned and threw myself onto my bed.


"I'd like to take a moment to talk about Lieutenant Ford," Heightmeyer said to me as I sat in her chair. So far we had talked about my Granddad, my half sister Emily and my kidnapping. We hadn't spoken about Aiden; we had only gone over what I had gone through by being locked up in a small cell for six weeks.

"It's Aiden," I stated to her, "he's dead, so he's not a Lieutenant anymore."

Heightmeyer was silent for a few seconds as I watched her study my face; she smiled gently and folded her hands in her lap.

"Of course, how are you coping with his passing?" She asked. I sighed and shrugged, this was so hard to keep up pretenses that he was dead.

"It's not the first time I've lost someone close to me."

"I read the mission report about what happened, tell me about the change that he underwent, you said that it was like he had reverted back to the old him."

I mentally cursed myself for putting that in the report, I sighed heavily and rubbed my forehead, "He changed back to the Aiden I knew, it was because he had almost gotten all of the enzyme out of his system, it allowed him to think clearly again. He saved my life and then sacrificed his own life so that I could escape, I owe him everything."

"Aren't you mad at him for not trying to get out also?"

I stared at her. I guess you could say that I was upset that Aiden had chosen to go off on his own and build up his life again, but then again, if he had returned; he would've been turned into a lab rat, it was better for him to be out there.

"Sometimes," I replied to her.

"If Aiden was here right now, what would you say to him?" Heightmeyer asked me as I quirked an eyebrow at her.

"I thought talking to imaginary people was considered bad," I joked as Heightmeyer cracked a smile.

"Under different circumstances, it is harmful and can be classed as a mental illness, but in these conditions, I would like you to have closure; and to do that you need to tell him how you really feel."

I sat there quietly, was this really going to help me? Aiden wasn't dead, he was alive so I didn't really need closure, but at the same time there was things that I wished to tell him, things that I didn't get a chance too.

I opened my mouth, well, if I was ever going to do something like this; now would be the perfect place.

"Well—"

"All senior staff report to the control room immediately."

I stared at Heightmeyer for a second before I sprung up from my chair and headed to the door.

"Major!" She called out to me but I couldn't dear with her right now, there was an emergency that needed my attention.

I ran all the way to the control room, I turned the corner and ran straight into John who steadied me by grabbing onto my arms.

"What's going on?" I asked him as he shook his head at me.

"I don't know," he replied as we walked through the door and hurried up the stairs. I saw Rodney and Elizabeth looking down at a computer with Ronon casually hanging by them. Rodney and Elizabeth looked up when they saw us approaching them. On their faces I could see dread and anxiety, whatever had happened, it wasn't good.

"What's going on?" John asked as Rodney straightened up.

"There's a bomb on Atlantis."

"What?" I cried out.

"Come again?" John asked, placing his hands on his hips. Rodney turned the laptop screen around as John and I peered down at it.

Do not dial Earth; the Trust has planted a bomb on Atlantis.

"Weren't you scheduled to dial the gate just before?" John asked as Rodney and Elizabeth shared a look.

"We were, we got the message just in time," Elizabeth said in relief as Rodney rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, we were one chevron away from being blown to smithereens," Rodney snapped as he closed the laptop and walked towards Elizabeth's office, the rest of us followed behind. "We need to disconnect the ZedPM and switch to back-up naquadah generators to prevent any possible dialing of the gate to Earth," Rodney explained.

"I agree," Elizabeth said, "In fact, as of this moment, all gate activity should be suspended. How many off world teams do we have out there?"

"Just Zelenka and his team on M7G-677."

A shiver ran up my spine at the mention of the planet, ever since being back I had avoided speaking or bringing up that planet in any and all conversation. It was the planet that I had been kidnapped from and I would probably never be comfortable going back there again.

"Well unfortunately, he's going to have to stay put until we sort this thing out," Elizabeth ordered.

"Stuck with all those kids," John sniggered from beside me as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Is the Daedalus still in range to relay a data transmission back to SGC?" Elizabeth asked Rodney.

"Yes, they are holding position that keeps them in range of both Earth and us."

"Ok, good. Send a message back saying we received their warning and aborted the dialing."

"Ask them if they can give us a little more than just 'there's a bomb in Atlantis'," John said to Rodney, as the scientist seemed to agree with him.

"Maybe the Trust thinks this is the only way to make sure the Wraith don't get there."

"By killing us all?" I asked in outrage as Rodney sighed.

"Well, it's drastic but effective," Rodney said.

"What's worse is the Trust operative who planted the bomb probably did so under orders from the Goa'uld," Elizabeth dropped as I shuddered.

"What?" Rodney exclaimed.

"When did the Goa'uld get involved?" John asked, obviously pissed as no one had bothered to relay the information to him.

"Several months ago," Elizabeth told him, "They successfully infiltrated the upper leadership of the Trust, gaining a stronghold on Earth accessing government agencies from many countries."

"Great so not only do we have to deal with life sucking aliens we also have to deal with mind controlling ones too!" I said in exasperation.

"What's a Goa'uld?" Ronon asked from behind me. John turned to face him slightly.

"It's a slimy, snake-like creature—burrows into people's heads and takes control of their bodies."

"That doesn't sound pleasant," Ronon stated.

"It isn't," John said with a grimace, "I've read enough SG mission reports to know I don't want anything to do with them."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement, "I want you to organize some teams to do a search of the city. Start with obvious sabotage points—power distribution centers."

"I'll check primary and secondary systems for any anomalous energy readings that might indicate the presence of an explosive device," Rodney said to them.

"And get Cadman to assist you, she's a bomb expert," John told him as Rodney's face paled.

"She is?"

"She's one of the best—she'll be a big help," John said with a smile. Rodney grimaced.

"Good," Elizabeth said. "Ask Colonel Caldwell to return to Atlantis to assist with the investigation."

"Whoa-whoa-whoa if the Daedalus returns here, then you're effectively cutting off our communication with Earth," Rodney stated as Elizabeth pressed her lips into a firm line and nodded.

"Yes, I understand that, but if the person who planted the bomb is on board, we're going to need to question them here, and have them reveal the location of the bomb and how to dismantle it. Alright, let's get moving."


"I've always hated Kavanagh," I muttered as I watched the security camera from inside the interrogation room. Elizabeth had begun her interrogations of the crew from the Daedalus and Kavanagh was the very first one on her list.

"Slimy prick," Rodney muttered from beside me, causing me to smirk at his blatantly obvious loathing of the man.

"You really don't like him, do you?" I asked Rodney with a scoff as he nodded.

"Yeah, he always acts so high and mighty; gets under my skin about how egotistical he is."

I chuckled into my hand as I sent Rodney a side-glance, "He kind of reminds me of someone I know."

"Oh—har-har, very funny; for your information I'm nothing like him, for one I don't have that stupid haircut," he pointed at Kavanagh's ponytail as nudged him in the side.

"I don't know, he doesn't have that widows peak that you have going on, and look how silky it looks," I said dreamily as Rodney gagged.

"Well, that's one thing I never thought I'd hear come out of your mouth, Major," a voice said from behind as I grimaced and spun around in the chair. John stood there with an eyebrow quirked and his arms crossed. There was an amused glint in his eye as I shrugged my shoulders.

"I've got a thing for scientists," I stated with a wink to him as Rodney slipped on the desk.

"Really?" He asked with a hopeful look in his eye as I laughed at him.

"What do you think, McKay?" John said with a grunt as he came and stood next to me. Rodney then pouted as he finally let it sunk in.

"Oh I get it, the sarcasm. I'll just be on my way then," he said as he ducked out of the room. Leaving John and I alone together in the small room. I could feel the warmth coming off his body as he stood next to the chair as I picked out dirt from under my nails.

Suddenly the chair spun around as I tilted my head back to look up at John, his hand was gripped onto the back of the chair by my head as his body towered over me, making me feel two feet tall but strangely aroused as he stared down at me.

"Scientists huh?" He asked as I held in my smirk.

"I just find all that knowledge…sexy," I said as I wet my lips and bit down on my bottom lip. I saw John's hazel gaze darken with lust as his eyes darted down to my lips as he then averted his gaze from me. I grinned slyly as I reached out and trailed my fingertips down the side of his legs. He flinched from the sudden contact, surprising him in a delightful way as I saw the bulge in his trousers grow and strain against the material. I could feel his stare on me as I heard the chair creak from the pressure he was exerting onto it from his grip; I was staring at the bulge as I trailed my fingers to the front of his pants as John groaned.

"Don't start something you can't finish," he grit out huskily as I laughed under my breath.

"Who said I was starting anything?" I asked as I removed my hands from him and rose from the chair, pressing my body flat against his as I traced my finger from one shoulder to the center of his chest. I met his hungry gaze as my stomach did flips from the look he was giving me; I knew that if I didn't get out of here, John would be having his wicked way with me very soon. "I'll see you around, Colonel," I said teasingly as I dragged my finger across his chest and walked away from him. The grin I had on my face was large as I could hear him muttering under his breath at me as I left the room.


Phew, that chapter had me blushing in a few areas ahahah. Anyway so we're diving deep into Critical Mass right now, and as always I love the moments between Rodney and Mia, gosh. Honestly they are my favourite things to write, excluding John and Mia scenes cause we all know I love those!

Thank you everyone for the feedback and for all my readers!

REPLIES

Sheepardgirl08 - Hope you enjoyed the sexy time in this chapter xD When I read your review I knew that all of this was going to be in this chapter and I was like...just you wait ;) Thank you!

Adela - Thank you!

happy15 - Well, I don't think I've really planned for anything like that yet, maybe in the later seasons i'll bring it in!

Julka212 - Yep i just threw that motherfucker in there like, here you go guys, have another plot twist xD I don't know what it is, but I love writing interactions with literally everyone and Mia, she's just to funny and works well with everyone, god what have i created! More Rodney flustered scenes in this chapter which i adore also, especially thinking that he had a chance with Mia xD That's ok, I'm always laughing at your reviews and my brothers like trying to look over my shoulder at what I'm laughing at, which causes me to scream like a banshee, i love my brother really! ahahah, thank you!