Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis
Note: Final part, I think.
Elizabeth pulled away from him slightly not leaving his arms, which he had worked around her waist. She placed her hand on his cheek. The kiss had been unbelievable, short, sweet, but unbelievable. She opened her heart to him, and he'd taken up residence there. He kissed her forehead and held her close again.
When she pulled away from him, John was afraid he'd pushed her to much, until she placed her hand on his cheek. The kiss had been something he'd never experience before. It had been special, something he wanted to cherish. He didn't want anyone else to place their lips on hers again. It felt so right, being with her felt right. He kissed her forehead and pulled her into him, not wanting to lose the contact.
Elizabeth turned her and slightly so she could place it on John's chest.
John gently stroked her hair.
They stayed there like that, wrapped in each other's arms for a while, neither wanting to let go. Eventually, when the control room started to fill up with technicians, scientist and military, they pulled apart.
John ran his index finger down her cheek. Elizabeth didn't want it to end, she wanted to feel him, she needed to feel him. He didn't want to lose the contact either but both knew that if anyone, especially Bates, so them like this the rest of Atlantis would know within the hour. John placed another kiss on her lips before leaving the balcony.
Elizabeth stood there; she wanted to go after him. She needed to go after him. But was it the right thing, for both of them. After thirty seconds, she had decided. She left the balcony and looked around the control room. John was not there. His quarters. She left the control room and walked down to his quarters.
When John left the balcony, he cursed himself. No chance in hell she'd want him now. He'd left her, without an explanation. Maybe it was for the best. He was unstable at the moment, maybe he couldn't handle her at the moment. Maybe she wouldn't be able to handle him. He left the control room, went to his quarters, and crashed onto his bed.
Elizabeth knocked on the door to his quarters.
John heard the knock on his door and reluctantly went to answer it.
John opened the door and saw Elizabeth staring back at him, her eyes begging to be his. Elizabeth looked in his eyes. They were begging to be her. Elizabeth moved into him and kissed him. John kissed her back, holding no resistance. John grabbed her and pulled her into his quarters. Each knew a new chapter in their lives was beginning.
Fin…
This is the end, unless I come up with a sequel.