A/N Wow! I love all the reviews I've been getting! They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. So please, keep them coming! Also, there is a serious SAPPY MUSH WARNING in effect for this chapter! I know I must bore you guys half to death, so here's the chappy!

Oh yea. I don't have a damn clue about Football, except guys running around with those tight pants, oooh. Gutter trip. Hehehe. So anything I say here is complete caca.

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"Now watch. See how he holds the ball right there? That's what makes the ball spin." John pointed at the game on the screen. As his finger touched the screen, a close up of the toss came into view.

"And by using this 'spin' the ball will travel further?" Teyla was intrigued. Maybe there was an application in hunting.

"Well, that's what everyone says. It's never actually been proven." There went the hunting idea. "I've had enough. Lets blow this place." John turned off the film. It would be there later on tonight.

"What do you mean?" She didn't think that he was allowed out of the infirmary.

"I mean I want to go outside."

"Dr. Beckett has not released you."

"Who cares? I'm getting tired of these walls. As great as the company is, I need to get out." John threw his legs over the edge of the bed. So far, so good.

"I will not allow you to get hurt." Teyla tried to push him back on the bed.

"Then help me, not make it harder."

"I do not think this is wise." Nevertheless, she stopped pushing him back. Her hands rested lightly on his chest. "Here. At least put this blanket over your shoulders." Teyla handed him the blanket she had taken earlier that day.

"Lets go." John took the proffered blanket and inched off the bed. 'At least I got shorts,' he thought wryly. They made their way down the hall to one of the teleporters. It was slow going at first, mostly due to the fact that he was still very weak.

"Maybe we should go back." Teyla wouldn't judge him, he knew that, but he wanted to prove himself.

"I'm fine. Besides, we're almost there." The there he spoke of happened to be one of John's favorite spots in the city. It was a balcony he discovered during the initial surveys of the city. Until a few weeks ago, he was the only one who knew of its existence. One day, on a whim, he took Teyla to show her the view. Now, they were headed back.

"I do not remember the level."

"27."

Teyla pushed the appropriate button and the doors closed. "Dr. Weir, report to the infirmary."

"I think we're busted." Teyla nodded her agreement.

"Maybe we should head back."

"It's probably the stuff Carson gave me, but I don't want to. The fun is in the chase, after all." John stepped out the doors that had opened in front of them. "Come on," he cried impatiently.

"Oh, alright. But if we get in trouble, I will tell Dr. Weir what happened." Teyla thought the threat of exposure would turn him around, but all he did was laugh. 'Now he's acting like a child. No wonder Jinto likes him so much.'

"Here we are!" John was practically shouting now.

"Yes, I noticed." Teyla followed him out onto the balcony and gasped at what she saw. "Where did this come from?" Sitting in one corner was a table with a candle on it. Two chairs were set on either side, with dinner plates set in front of them.

"Not quite what I had pictured, but this will do. I'm gonna have to shoot McKay though."

"Dr. McKay knows about this?" She gestured towards the setup in front of them.

"Well, I only put the table and chairs up here. I was tired of standing. He saw me carrying the chairs and followed me. So actually three people know." He pulled out one of the chairs.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, its an earth thing. You show respect for a woman by helping her into her seat."

"Well," Teyla took her seat, "thank you."

John sat down across from her. "Dig in. It's the finest the United States Military has to offer." Teyla broke into a smile.

"So this is what you were talking about when you described the earth tradition of dating?" Her question caught him off guard.

"Well, this really isn't a date, I mean, all I asked was for Rodney to bring up some food because I knew you would be hungry and I really wanted to come out here and I knew if I tried you would join me and –" Teyla put up her hand.

"I understand. This is not a date." John was glad she had cut off his tirade, as he could have continued all night.

"Well, anyone who didn't know why we are here would think this is a date."

"And why are we here?"

"Look." John pointed his fork towards the horizon. "Watch the sunset."

Teyla set down her fork and gazed across the ocean. He was right, it was an excellent view. There were a few clouds scattered around, and as the sun dipped below the horizon, they lit up in spectacular shades of orange, red, and pink. She slowly left her chair and made her way to the railing. "Its beautiful."

She felt John's arms around her, pulling her close. Surprised, she turned to face him. "I didn't hear you get up."

"Yea, well, the military taught me to sneak." John realized his face was mere inches from hers. One little move forward, and they would touch. 'Just a few inches. You can do it!' His little pep talk would have to wait. Teyla was moving ever so slowly.

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A/N There is a reason that 2 chapters are getting posting very quickly. If I leave it here, I will have to go into witness protection. Which means no more writing. Which, of course, would kill me. So yea. It just seemed right to end it here. So chapter 5 will quickly follow this.

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