A/N: This chapter is a romance/humor one, not romance/angst. This is the naughtiest chapter I've ever written but it's still safe for PG-13. Enjoy!

Tomorrow

Chapter Four: Tomorrow Can Wait

John squinted as the wind picked up speed a bit, blowing through his hair, making it even messier than it naturally was. Once his eyes adapted to the wind, he saw Elizabeth lying on the cold floor, eyes closed. He cursed under his breath and ran towards her, holding her.

"Please don't be dead." John listened for a heartbeat and when he heard the beating of a heart, he sighed in relief. He figured that she must be pretty tired to have zoned out on the balcony. 'Probably on her mini-breaks she rarely takes,' thought John.

John lifted her up in a sitting position against the balcony wall and sat next to her. Elizabeth groaned in her sleep and lolled her head so it now rested on John's shoulder. He smiled and examined her tired face. Her sleepless nights had started to affect her appearance as he noted that bags had started to develop a bit under her eyes. He brushed some of hair out of her eyes and saw that all her worry lines, that he's always seen when she was awake, was gone.

Elizabeth mumbled incoherently in her sleep and snuggled into John's shoulder, looping her left arm around his right. He looked down at her face and saw a faint smile on her face.

'Boy, she must be having one good dream.' John rested his cheek on her soft hair and sighed. He would have loved to stay like this forever but he knew he couldn't. Sooner or later, Elizabeth would wake up, breaking the tranquility. John kissed her head rubbed his cheek against her head. He stayed like that for a while and shifted his position so he could see her face better. He used his free arm and ran his thumb over her soft lips and realized that it had become cold. He wasn't surprised. All she was wearing was her red shirt.

He leant in, hoping his breath would warm but it proved to be pointless. He was so close to her as he continued to lean towards her. He stopped just in front of her lips and started rethinking what he was about to do. He thought for a beat before a pulled back a bit, feeling guilty that he considered of taking advantage of her in her sleep. Now, his lips were level with her nose.

Their first and last kiss was only a week or so ago and they had decided that they should keep their relationship professional, although neither of them had denied their attraction for each other. They still flirted with each other and sometimes throwing suggesting looks to each other but it didn't really go further than that, other than the kiss they shared.

They hadn't been this close to each other since then so John was pretty nervous. His heart was beating rapidly and his breathing become shallow but he couldn't bring up the courage to pull his face away.

He was thinking over the pros and cons if he would to pursue his relationship with Elizabeth when he heard a groan and felt flesh on his own lips. He closed his eyes and savored the moment. He guessed that she lifted her head up and accidentally landed her lips on his. The kiss was nice, sweet and innocent with no tongue, that is until she woke up.

The last thing Elizabeth saw was the green eyes of the man with the staff before she woke up, to be greeted by closed eyes of another man with green eyes, someone she cared deeply for. She also became conscious that her lips were on his soft lips. There was no tongue involved so she figured that it might have been an accidental kiss…somehow, but right now, she couldn't really care less. She entwined her fingers around his and leaned further as they continued to kiss. She figured that he thinks that she's still asleep and decided to make him awake of her consciousness. Her mouth tilted into a small smile as she licked his bottom lip.

John felt Elizabeth's tongue slowly sliding over his bottom lip, teasing him, and he pulled away. He looked down at her as she slowly looked up with a seductive smile on her face.

"I thought we were going to keep this relationship professional," whispered John, wisps of vapor leaving his mouth when he spoke.

"You're the one to talk." Elizabeth leaned forward, her lips closing in on John's.

"Good point," John said as her lips met his again, only this time it wasn't so innocent. He put left hand on her cheek, as they tasted each other. Elizabeth moaned as each second became more and more heated; now they were both fiddling with the base of each other's tops. Their breathing became rasp as their kisses became desperate. Finally, Elizabeth started to take off his top from the base of his back and lifted it over his head.

John began to nibble her neck as Elizabeth raked her nails against his back, moaning. John reached for the zipper at the throat of her shirt and started to pull it down, while making his mouth down her neck. Elizabeth gasped, remembering something, and John mistook it for another sign of affection as he started to lick the base of her neck.

"John," Elizabeth managed out between breaths. She cursed him mentally for having such an effect on her as she tried to get his attention. "John, I need to…do something…I forgot- ah!" John sucked the skin on the nape of her neck and gently bit on it. All thoughts left Elizabeth as she pushed him on his back as she straddled him.

John winced in pain as his head hit the solid ground and was about to complain but was distracted as Elizabeth pinning his wrists together over his head and kissing his bare chest. She then trailed her hands down his arm, letting his hands go, to his chest where she stopped and sat up. He shivered at how light her touch was, despite that he was topless and it was a windy night.

"I need…to do…my reports," Elizabeth said as she kissed him each break she took. She stood abruptly and made her way out through the balcony door leaving a stunned Major. John quickly grabbed his top and ran after her.

Elizabeth had almost reached her office when she came across one of the night guards. She nodded to him and noticed that he was staring rather interested in her shirt. She looked down and stared at her shirt. They stood there, staring. Elizabeth couldn't believe that she didn't notice it earlier, her shirt zipper pulled so down that you could see her cleavage. A lot of it.

She looked up sharply and zipped it up. "Sergeant." The sergeant turned his head away and was about to apologize when John came around the corner.

"Elizabeth," John whined. "Did you have to leave me out there, just to go and do your reports-" John stopped talking as he noticed that there was another person in vicinity. "Ahem…ah, sergeant? This is not to get to anyone else, understood?"

"Er, yes sir." John smiled triumphantly to Elizabeth who just replied with a raised brow. He then grabbed her by the waist and lifted her over his shoulder and ran away, down the hall to her office leaving a speechless sergeant.

"Gah! John, put me down!" Elizabeth protested as she thumped her fist against his back but John paid no attention to her.

When they arrived, John dumped her down on the couch they had put in her office and he turned to the laptop with a determined look in his eyes. Unfortunately, Elizabeth saw this.

"John…what are you doing?"

"Something that will do you good." John looked around the laptop and found the plug and pulled it, disconnecting the power to it. Elizabeth sighed, knowing that this was going to happen, and sat up.

"Those reports were due tomorrow."

"Those reports can wait. Right now, you need rest."

"Do you really want me to go to my room and probably run into other guards only the way? The sergeant back there probably told the other guards on duty already." Elizabeth sighed and ran her hand through her hair. She looked up to him.

"Well, you were showing off all that cleavage and all." John put on a sloppy grin.

"Says the person who made it sound we were having sex and who has no top on," Elizabeth pointed out sarcastically. He started to put on his skivvy as she spoke.

"Well, you took it off."

"Well, you unzipped my zipper!"

"Okay yeah, true." John stepped over Elizabeth on the couch and lied down. Elizabeth propped her head on her hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, since you're too scared to go to sleep in your room, I'll sleep here with you." Elizabeth raised a brow. "Not…that way." She chuckled.

"What if someone find us? Kavanagh would have a field day if he found out and it wouldn't do any good to either of us. He's bound to find out, all of Atlantis will probably know about tonight by tomorrow!"

"Elizabeth, calm down and just some rest. The guards on night watch respect you. They won't tell everyone in Atlantis. Also, today is today and tomorrow can wait." Elizabeth sighed and calmed down while she laid her head down on his shoulder as he stared at the ceiling. They lay there for a while until they finally dozed off to sleep, arms around each other.

Dr. Rodney McKay, PhD in Astrophysics, head of the science team in Atlantis and coffee addict, was carrying an armful of files in white manila folders with a silver coffee cup in his hand, trying to balance the files and coffee without actually spilling the coffee everywhere. As he was nearing his destination, he past two guards still on night watch and noticed that they looking at him suspiciously.

"Yes?" Rodney nervously turned to one of the guards.

"Where are you headed?" the guard droned in their ever-emotionless voice.

"Dr. Weir's office, where else would I take these important files?" The guard ignored his last comment.

"I would advise you not to disturb Dr. Weir right now."

"And why's that? Do you know important these files are? These files contain information where…what?" Rodney stopped talking when the guard held his hand up to stop his from talking.

"Dr. Weir is occupied right now."

"It's seven in the morning, beginning of a working day. No one could have gotten to discuss anything with her before me at this time!"

"Rodney? What the bloody hells are you doing here?" Rodney swiveled around to see Scottish Dr. Carson Beckett, CMO of Atlantis, standing there with his hands in the pockets of his white medical jacket and a stethoscope around his neck.

"Well you see, before I was so rudely stopped, I was off to see Elizabeth to discuss ways of where we could store energy so we could use it to power the shield for when the Wraith come knocking on our door. So, ah, what are you doing here?"

"She's meant to be resting and Major Sheppard went to go and make sure she is. I'm here right now to see if she's working or not. I tried her quarters but she's not there."

"Oh don't worry doc, she's resting…in her office. It's best not to wake her," said the other guard as Carson puffed.

"Well I'll see it for my own eyes then, thank you very much!" Carson moved past them and up the stairs to Elizabeth's office. Rodney quickly followed Carson as the guards exchanged looks.

"Just what are you doing, Rodney?"

"Well if Elizabeth is awake, I better give her my report!"

"No you won't. If she is awake and working, then I'll send her straight to bed whether she likes it or not." They crossed the bridge connecting Elizabeth's office to the control room and noticed that there wasn't anyone in there. Carson stepped forward and the door swished open. Rodney peeked into the room from behind him.

"Well, I wonder how many unsaved files she lost there," Rodney said, indicating the wire connecting her laptop to the power that was lying on the floor.

"We better turn off the lights here so it looks like she's not in yet." Carson walked over to the console on the other door and turned off the lights. "Well, at least I know that she's sleeping at least," Carson muttered to himself. "Come one Rodney! Your reports can wait!"

Rodney moved to exit but bit his lip and quickly dropped off the files on the large pile of unfinished reports and ran out. Carson took out a post-it, stuck it on the door and wrote 'Do not disturb' on it with a marker he had with him.

"Maybe you can make it so the door doesn't open," Carson suggested to Rodney.

"True but then when the other scientist come to drop their numerous reports, they'll probably report to everyone in Atlantis of the disabled door and then a lot of people will probably get the wrong idea here."

"Ah, good point." Carson entered the room again, set his watch on an alarm to go off in one and a half hours time and left it on Elizabeth's desk. Carson then turned to Rodney and left the room. "That should give them enough time to before everyone turns up to work."

Rodney nodded. "So, breakfast?" The two doctors left the control tower and headed for the mess hall, leaving Elizabeth and John sleeping, arms around each other.

FIN

Who-hoo! Done! I'll have Ties That Bind edited with a chapter added to you soon. Hope you liked! Please review!

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