A/N: Here's more! I guess my brain likes to function on a low percentage of sleep. I wrote this two days ago very early in the morning after having only three hours of sleep. Go figure.

Vilya – coughmoreficsaregoodcough. Hehehe

Ashkash – Laziness... should I take that as a compliment? Uhmmm, and don't worry about laughing. That happens when you're a John whumper. :evilgrin:

Rogue and Dr. Dredd – You guys seem to read my mind, oh well... hopefully you'll be pleased.

Johnliz4ever – Thanks! I hope you like this.

Enjoy!

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Slipping

After slipping off the rain John only recalled the moment he hit the water. It was cold, way to cold for his taste. He came bursting on the surface and looked up. None other than Elizabeth Weir was looking down at him. Her face filled with worry. Yep, she will be the end of him.

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After poking John on the ribs, Elizabeth never expected that reaction from him. Let alone watch him slip down the rail and into the cold ocean. She looked down and saw him coming out to the surface. Elizabeth had to admit to herself, that conversation she had been dreading over, just got 10 times longer. Bad, bad impulse!

She turned and walked into the corridor. From there she made her way down quickly and walked out into the pier to help John out of the water. Once there, she saw him slowly swimming towards the ledge, Elizabeth looked at him worriedly, "Are you ok?"

John finally grabbed the ledge and stared at Elizabeth, "Why... why, why, why do you do these things to me?"

Elizabeth walked to the ledge and offered him a hand, "I'm sorry John. I didn't expected you to be so jumpy."

John grabbed her hand, but not to help himself out, "I'm sorry too."and he pulled her into the water.

Elizabeth landed with a splash, as she didn't expected that. Which made her kick herself mentally, that is so John.

John stepped into the pier's ledge and looked back to Elizabeth. She was glaring at him so bad that it was short to see some smoke come out of her ears. "Why the hell did you do that for?"

"Payback." John now offered her a hand, but pulled it back before Elizabeth could reach it, "Now don't try to copy me, because I'll leave you here."

Elizabeth still glared, but nodded. John offered his hand once again and helped her out of the water. Once out, John stood up straight and stopped abruptly holding his back, "Oww."

Elizabeth looked at him worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"You made me fall from two floors up! That's what's wrong!" John was now feeling more snappier. But Elizabeth grabbed him by the arm, "Come one, Carson should take a look at you."

"He'll probably look at me and say 'Now what?'"

And so they walked quietly inside and towards the infirmary. Once there they catch Carson on his way out. The doctor just stared at them, "What the hell happened to you two?"

John and Elizabeth exchanged looks and john was the first to talk, "She made me fall."

"Fall where? And what are you wearing?"

John felt a bit awkward, "Can't a man have comfortable sleeping clothes? Anyways, she made me fall from a balcony."

"What?"

Now Elizabeth felt the need to intervene, "It was an accident Carson."

John stared at her, "You poked me!"

"Well you chose the worst place for sitting down!"

"You poked me!"

Carson rolled up his eyes and made then sit on the examination tables nearby. Elizabeth assured Carson that she was ok, but Carson made her stay anyways. The doctor now could hear John say, "She had to pay..."

The doctor now moved towards John, and began a brief examination and some X-rays of his back. When finished, Carson searched for a pair or scrubs and made them change into dry clothes. After pulling the curtains between them, Carson returned to his office while he waited for the two to change.

John was on his side of the curtain, annoyed at the whole thing. He decided that she had to feel just like him, "Elizabeth, please control yourself now. You know, there are a lot of pointy things around. I don't want to take an eye out because you can't control yourself whenever I'm without clothes."

Then from her side of the curtain, Elizabeth listened to John not believing what he was saying, so she laughed sarcastically, "Don't flatter yourself Major, you're not that impressive."

John now smiled, "Well your actions say otherwise, my dear doctor. Your history definitely doesn't help you either."

But before Elizabeth could reply something, Carson walked in, "Give me your clothes, I'll have them sent to the laundry."

John held on to his and said, "No, thanks. I think I'll just hang this to dry in my room."

Elizabeth just snapped, "Oh John don't be such a kid!"

"A kid?"

But now Carson wasn't in the mood to listen to the pair fight, "Ok, that's enough! Give me your clothes and get a bloody grip on yourselves!"

Elizabeth and John were a little startled by the doctor's reaction. So they gave him their clothes and put on the scrubs quietly. Once they finished, Carson pulled back the curtain. Elizabeth and John stared at each other in anger. Carson walked up to each of them and handed a big mug filled with a yellowish liquid. John stared at it, while Carson said, "Drink this, both of you."

John was still staring at the liquid, "What is this?" he smelled it, "Are you giving us beer?"

"Heavenly beer Major. That's what you called it, and yes, I don't want you two getting sick for behaving like children."

John stared at Carson, "Are you sure? You know we'll get all..."

"Drunk, I know. But if I have to put up with you one night... then so be it!"

Elizabeth now looked up, "We're sleeping here? But I only..."

Carson now faced her, "There's no way I'm letting you two roam around Atlantis under the effects of that. And Sheppard needs to wait until morning, to the results of the x-rays to make sure he's ok." Now he turned to leave, "Get yourselves comfortable."

There was nothing left to say, they were stuck together in the infirmary. The silently drank their heavenly beer. When finished Elizabeth sat on her bed, and John sat on his. They looked at each other once more, this was going to be an interesting night.