Apologies for the first three chapters being in one big chapter, it was cause I have no idea how to work this thing. Anyway, I really, really to know what actually happened in the first episode of season 2 with the whole hugging thing, since I'm British and so I am stuck with re-runs of season 1 on channel 5 until September. So please if you can give detailed info leave me a message at lots of love PickledOnion.

Chapter 4: Never Get Drunk

So there was John sitting at a big, round table drinking himself into a lot of self-pity, looking on at everyone else with no one noticing he was being extremely unsociable. That is apart from Elizabeth, but then again she always knew when he wasn't being himself. Teyla was talking to some locals, Aiden was trying to flirt with this young woman who was extremely puzzled by his behaviour and Elizabeth was joking with Fagen. Well, it was more him telling the jokes and Elizabeth laughing. What the hell does he have that I haven't got? She never laughs with me like that. Now and then, Elizabeth would throw John's glances of curiosity and confusion and he would put on a smile and he wasn't even trying to make his smile look real. Once everyone had finished dinner, John decided enough was enough and finished his fifth drink of the evening and practically stumbled outside and Elizabeth followed him down the steps quickly.

"Where are you going?" She called out after him, trying to catch up.

"What do you care?" He shouted drunkenly back and kept walking ahead. She was so confused. She caught up and turned him around to face her.

"Women like eye-contact, you know." She joked, but John didn't find it funny.

He flung his arms in the air and looked around and back at her. "So NOW the great and beautiful Dr. Elizabeth Weir wants to talk to me!" Elizabeth took a small step back looking extremely hurt that he was behaving this way as she knew that in a moment he was going to shout at her and bitch about her.

"John, don't-" She practically whispered as tears began to form in her eyes. John cut her off.

"John, don't!" He mimicked her and then bent down slightly and got inches away from her face. She looked down. "John don't what? John don't be mean to me? Or is it, John don't be drunk, cause I can't do anything about that!" John laughed, back away, folded his arms and Elizabeth couldn't take anymore. She looked up at him with no more tears in her eyes and John stopped laughing and smiled ready to listen to whatever she had to say.

"Actually what I was going to say if you let me, was 'John, don't be an ass.'" She stated looking at him blankly with no expression on her face and no emotion coming through. John's smile left him; he unfolded his arms and took a step closer to her. Elizabeth looked at him puzzled, waiting for him to take the next move.

"What do you expect, huh? Do you actually expect me to be okay while that sleaze is flirting with you, like crazy? I…I don't know what you want me to say anymore?"

"I…" She was stunned; John was being truthful and was he about to actually talk about his emotions? "…would like you to know that we have a trade agreement, and that, yes, he was flirting with me, but I told I couldn't because well…there are reasons and I am shocked that well you were jealous. Why were you jealous?" She looked deep into his eyes. They were close they were always close and John stuttered like a school realising that he was so in love with her. Shit, I AM in love with her. Then…it just came out.

"Cause I love you, more than anything else. And why didn't you return Fagen's flirting?" They moved closer and got quieter.

"Cause I'm in love with you too." She looked down at his lips and at his eyes again.

"You are?" He mimicked her motion.

"Uh-huh. Head over heels-" and with that John's lips locked on to hers and they kissed passionately. She threw her round his neck and his around her waist and he picked her up and spun her around and then back to the ground. Eventually them came back up for air.

"Do you know how many times we have come close to doing that?" John smiled.

"Too many times." They stayed in their embrace.

"Pity we didn't do this earlier." He took her hand and they started walking up the steps to the hall.

"I don't know John, I think tonight was pretty damn good night and not to ruin it or anything, but you stink of booze!"

The End.