Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate or any of its characters. I do love to write about them though.

This story takes eight weeks after the events of "Pegasus our home."

It's taken me a while to write this one. I had a bit of a blockage as to where to go next, so I wrote another story, "The haunted ruins" instead.

Chapter 1: Prologue

She sat looking around her cottage. It was small and homely and woods surrounded it on every side. There was a small dirt track leading to the house, which was winding and narrow and she was positive that not many people even knew the place existed. She hadn't been living here for long, but she knew that he would absolutely love it, it had everything any couple could ever want and soon he would be here with her. She had given up her job in the city for a nice quiet country life and she knew without a doubt that it was the best decision she'd ever made. She had very quickly found a job and it was enough to supply her needs as well as his. Oh how she loved this man.

She had waited a long time for the day when he would be on earth again and they could finally be together. Her favourite place in the whole house was the bedroom and she imagined what they could get up to in the huge king size bed that was in the middle of it. She had gone to a lot of effort to get hold of some of the special satin sheets that she knew he liked and she had scented candles placed around the room to create a real sense of romance.

She knew what he did for a living and knew it was dangerous; she had a friend at stargate command who had kept her informed about his whereabouts over the years since she had last seen him. Thinking back to those days, she realised that it must have been about ten years and from the pictures she'd seen of him recently she knew that he was just as handsome, he had a few more lines around his mouth and eyes and a few more grey hairs, but she knew that life had been hard on him.

Once he was back on earth she would look after him and life would be much easier for him. Two days and he was coming home. She had moved just outside a small town, which was about ten miles out of Chipworth falls, when she'd found out he would be there for a wedding.

Looking over her collection of pictures she smiled. He had been married to her best friend once, but she had loved him ever since she had met him at Nancy's parent's house. At that moment she had made up her mind that one day he would be hers.

She and Nancy had drifted apart around that time and she knew that Nancy had become smitten with her John. A few months later she'd heard that they had been married. This infuriated her, so she stared to follow his career. She had a friend in the military, who kept an eye on him for her.

Two years later she'd heard that John and Nancy had divorced and it filled her with hope that he would be hers. She started to find out when he was back in the States and tried to get invited to the same parties and functions as he did. For six months she saw him often.

One night she'd actually managed to have dinner with him and that was the most incredible moment of her life until then. Sighing she remembered how his beautiful hazel eyes had looked her up and down, when she had arrived in her short strappy black dress. She remembered the touch of his hand on hers and the gentle touch of his lips on hers, when he'd dropped her off home. They had agreed to meet again, but she never saw him again. A few weeks later she'd heard that he had been stationed in Afghanistan.

Sometime later she'd heard that he had been shipped off to Antarctica in disgrace and after that he seemed to drop off the map, until her friend got a job at stargate command and filled her in on what was going on.

Now he was coming home and he would soon be hers, she never thought that the day would come and she had never been so excited. She knew exactly how she was going to bring him home, she had it all planned out.

She looked over at the mantle and smiled at the photo of John Sheppard, the man of her dreams. He was Major the last time she saw him, but now he was a Colonel. She was so proud of her man and she would celebrate his successes with him when they saw each other again, she had a bottle of champagne in the fridge and she was going to ask him if he would marry her.

The only thing was her friend had told her that he had married some alien whore and adopted her kid and got her pregnant, but that wasn't going to be a problem, because she knew that John would fall in love with her the moment he saw her again and divorce the whore.

It was getting late and she knew that she would have to go to sleep; she had to do a lot tomorrow, because she knew that she would be welcoming her John home in a few days and within a few weeks they would be married.

TBC….

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