I love getting nice reviews, thank you, again. And, you're not going to find out for a few chapters what's going to happen to poor Teyla, so, bear with me. Trying to put in some humour in the meantime, it probably sucks.
Disclaimer: I own not any of the actors or anything else to do with Bond mentioned in this chapter.I merely borrowed some ideas. And names.
Chapter 16:Let sleeping CO's lie
John's eyes snapped open. Sitting up quickly, he watched the room spin for a few seconds. Then he reached across and turned off his alarm clock.
'Gotta get rid of that thing,' he thought as he dressed hurriedly. He also knew he had to find Elizabeth.
The only problem was, he couldn't find her. She wasn't in her office. Not on any balconies he saw life signs on. Not even in the mess hall. As a last resort, he tried the infirmary. It was fairly empty, what with Ford getting out the day before. He'd only been in for 3 days. Carson had to almost throw him out, just to get him away from a certain young nurse by the name of Caitlin.
When he got there, it was empty save for a few team members who'd had an allergic reaction to something off world. And, of course, Doctor Beckett.
"She's not here." John looked across at Carson, who was stood looking over a file. Smiling at his patient, he put it down and walked over to John.
"She was in here late last night trying to find out what had caused the reaction and if they were going to be okay. She said she had other work to do. Might want to try her office."
"Have done, not there. Anyway, how do you…"
"Well, she seemed tired, maybe she slept in Major. Try her quarters." With that, he walked off towards another of his patients who was just waking up.
John stood for a few moments, a little stunned.
"Yeah. Definitely a British thing," he muttered to himself and headed off towards the private quarters.
It didn't take him long to find Elizabeth's room, there were plenty of people about to give him directions. Only half of them smirked when he asked, only two seemed to actually know beyond, "Over there, I think."
When he got there, he just stared at the door for a few moments. This seemed like a really bad idea. A thought came to him, 'What if she's getting dressed or something? Better knock.' So, he did.
And he got no replay. He tried again, a little louder. Still no response. Reaching out timidly, he pressed the button to open the door. With a soft hiss, it revealed Elizabeth's darkened room. Taking a deep breath, John stepped in.
The lights cam on dimly as the door shut behind him. Looking around, his eyes adjusted to the gloom. Elizabeth was lying asleep, her covers round her waist. Though they mostly seemed to be on the floor. Walking across gently, he moved around to the other side of her bed. That was the direction her head was facing at the moment. Her eyes were shut and she was breathing lightly.
With a smile, he knelt down next to her face and whispered softly, "Elizabeth."
The response to that was a little movement and a mumble. What Sheppard didn't realise was that Elizabeth's hand had moved under the pillow next to her and grabbed something.
Sighing, he tried it a little louder, "Elizabeth."
This he instantly regretted as he saw Elizabeth's eyes snapped open. As she sat bolt up right in the bed, John fell back. He sat on the floor stunned as he found Elizabeth staring at him. She was sat on her bed, in her pyjamas looking very angry. She was also holding a gun. Aimed at his head.
"I hope you didn't take the safety off that thing." Elizabeth lowered the gun, and to Sheppard's worry, clicked the safety back on.
"What the hell are you doing!"
John pulled himself to kneeling again. He looked at her for a moment. She was wearing a purple t-shirt with butterflies sewn on; her trousers were purple and green checks.
'Well she wasn't exactly gonna be sleeping naked now, was she?' The thought made him smirk. She knew exactly what the look in his eyes meant, so she began to pull the gun back up.
"Hey, hey! I came looking for you! Asked Carson where you were. Said you might be here."
Putting the gun back under her pillow, she looked at him, "Well where else was I going to be at this time?"
"What time would that be?" He was smirking.
'Maybe I should have shot him,' she thought to herself.
"Well, it's…" Looking at her clock, she expected to see some insanely early hour. Instead she found it to be…
"Crap!"
Jumping out of bed, she grabbed the clothes on a chair next to John and darted into the bathroom. The door slid shut, but she yelled through.
"Why didn't someone get me sooner?"
"Maybe they thought it would be kinder to let you lie in. Very Bond by the way."
"Bond?"
"Yeah, a gun under your pillow. Like in Die Another Day."
"Hmm. Prefer GoldenEye."
"Like Bond?"
"Love it. I think Samantha Bond is very good opposite Pierce Brosnan."
"Samantha Bond?"
"Moneypenny."
"Oh, prefer Halle Berry."
"Thought you might. Why'd you come looking for me?"
"Had another dream."
Silence descended on the room. Elizabeth walked across to the door and stuck her head out.
"What?"
John, who was sat on the end of the bed looked at her. She had a toothbrush in her hand, but apart from that he could only see her head.
"I had another dream. About Teyla."
"Hold on." Elizabeth darted back into the bathroom for a few seconds, before coming out to sit next to him. She had on her trousers, one sock and her jacket. "Tell me."
So, John explained the whole dream to her quickly. The only part he missed was about the radio conversation just before Teyla arrived, he didn't seem to remember it.
"This could be a problem."
"Hmm."
"I think we should get the rest of your team, apart from Teyla, and discuss this."
"Yeah, maybe we can come up with and idea to prevent it from happening."
"Right, well, go get them and I'll meet you in my office."
"What, not going to help? Let me guess, you need to put on your make-up and do your hair." He smirked at her, heading for the door.
"There's that. And there's the fact that I have no top on under this jacket."
John's eyes widened, but she'd pushed him out of the door before he could say anymore.
'Close, but not quite.' John sighed at the thought. Then he headed off to find his team.