A/n I own nothing! No stargate! No Atlantis! Nothing! Absolutletly nothing! I'm a college student, what do you expect????
Chapter One
"I love you, Elizabeth," John whispered into her ear as he drew her in close.
The waves crashed against the building and sent sea-spray flying into the air. John and Elizabeth were safe, however, as they were on the top level of Atlantis with only the heavens above them, and only the future before them.
"I..." she stopped talking as footsteps approached. From a distance she could see it was Ford, Mckay, and Tayla. With out thinking she pushed the Major away.
He stumbled back, more from shock than her actual push.
"Elizabeth?" he asked bewilderedly.
"Yes, thank you, John that will be all," she said in an abnormally loud voice, "Now can you please stop pestering me?"
"Are you ok, Dr. Weir?" Ford asked as he stopped beside her eyeing Sheppard. Why was his CO hugging her?
"Yes, yes."
"Well that's good to hear. I'd like to continue this conversation later, too. I wasn't aware I was pestering you. So sorry."
With that John stormed off, his angry footsteps echoed through the halls. Weir's guilt magnified the noise a hundred times greater till all she could hear was his thundering footsteps.
"What was he doing?"
"Um, nothing. Nothing. He just fell and I helped him up."
"Why did he fall?" McKay asked as he chewed on a granola bar.
"I think he was tired."
"Do we need to speak with him? He seems very angry."
"He's been preoccupied lately. Always sneaking around at night. It's not like him," Ford added to Mckay's assessment.
"Lieutenant, I haven't noticed anything amiss other than the lack of sleep. Why don't we just forget everything that happened? I think Major Sheppard has been under quite a bit of stress."
They all nodded, but no one believed her. Something was going on. And they were going to find out.
Later that night, Ford followed his CO as he made way to Weir's office.
What is going on?
Sheppard entered her office, and closed the door securely with a click of the lock. Ford pressed his ear against the door. He couldn't make out everything because the Ancients made the door too darn thick. Luckily for him they were shouting.
"How could you ...?"
"John, you are acting ...."
"So what did you tell them? That I lost...?"
"Goodness no! .... I told them you fell...."
"Oooh, great. ..."
"No...."
"... Wouldn't you entrust your life to me now? ... stressed freak ...?"
"John, you are taking this too far. ...."
"Oh? Really? ...NEVER SHOW WEAKNESS."
"It ...."
"... going back ...."
"No..."
"You said you were sick..."
"I can't..."
"Oh."
"I'm ...."
"No...."
"John."
"... Major Sheppard."
"I'm sorry. ..That I took advantage of my...my position ...? Would I ..."
"I was willing to take risks... couldn't step up to the plate."
"JOHN!"
"Major ..., please. Goodnight ....."
"No, no!..I ... I will!"
"No. It's ok."
"Please."
"Don't beg Doctor Weir. Goodnight."
"I ..."
"Don't you see? You humiliated me... I won't be used. I won't."
"But..."
"You're ... dead, Elizabeth."
Ford shivered, he had heard too much. The doorknob began to turn, and he ran to tell Mckay.
"How could you embarrass me in front of my men?"
"John, you are acting like a little school boy."
"So what did you tell them? That I lost a contact on your blouse?"
"Goodness no! You don't even wear contacts. I told them you fell."
"Oooh, great. I fell. On what? My own two freakin' feet?"
"No...because you were stressed and tired."
"Oh! Even better, Elizabeth. Wouldn't you entrust your life to me now? Some bumbling stressed freak who can't even stand?"
"John, you are taking this too far. I'm sure they've forgotten it by now."
"Oh? Really? I know my men. They won't forget. Rule number one Elizabeth for a person in military command-NEVER SHOW WEAKNESS."
"It applies to me too, you know. 'Specially as a woman."
"So you're going back on your promise."
"No...delay..."
"You said you were sick of hiding our relationship. I am too. So we're not going to announce it on..."
"I can't John."
"Oh."
"I'm sorry."
"No, you are ashamed."
"John."
"I'd prefer if you called me Major Sheppard."
"I'm sorry. I...If I tell everyone that I'm in love with you, how would that look? That I took advantage of my...my position as your boss? Would I loose respect?"
"I was willing to take risks, Doctor Weir, for us to work out. It would have been nice. But I'm not the type to beg. And you know that. I respect your decision. It is truly a regret that you just couldn't step up to the plate."
"JOHN!"
"Major Sheppard, please. Goodnight Elizabeth."
"No, no!" She grabbed his arm as he turned to leave, "I love you! I love you so much! I'll tell them, I will!"
He shook her hand off.
"No. It's ok."
"Please."
"Don't beg Doctor Weir. Goodnight."
"I love you!"
"Don't you see? You humiliated me, made my men doubt me and all from being ashamed to admitting in public you love me. I won't be used. I won't."
"But..."
"You're love to me is dead, Elizabeth."
With that he left.
Weir collapsed in her chair and buried her face in her hands.