Title: Sweet Dreams
Author: Bloody-Ink
Rating: PG
Chaptors: 1-2-?
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: John Sheppard and Elizabeth Weir
Summary: Days seem longer and all she wants is to sleep and fall into his embrace, if that's all she wants will she dream it forever?

Alright, so being queen for the day sucked, she tensly dodged miliatry men and scientist's alike as she made her way to her office. She almost struggled to shake every person with something to report off as she pushed her way through her office door. Slamming the door,"My gosh, what are they finding useless things around Atlantis for me to die on top of?"

John came walking up the steps to the main deck finding a group of scientists jumbled together in front of Elizabeth's office,"Hey, Weir finally here?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Zelenka tossed a pile of reports at him,"But she's not happy, be careful," and he left to rejoin the rest of the other scientists already scattering away from the scene.

Gathering the suddenly slipping reports and files in his arms he went and knocked on her door,"What?" came a cranky yell.

"Whoa, don't kill the messenger, I bare charming good looks and a pile of reports for m'lady," he held them up with a boyish smirk and she snatched them and threw them on the desk.

"Gosh, they never stop! But I guess it's part of the job, don't they ever take breaks?" she took a deep breath and rubbed her eye's.

"Well, it is their job," he looked at her with shifty eyes.

"Yeah, I know...sorry John," sighing she slumped down into her chair.

"No problem, we all have our bad days...so whats buggin' ya?" he took the caution of pulling up a chair to sit in.

"I don't really want to talk about it," she started through one of the files Zelenka had given to John.

"Oh, come on, whatever had you preoccupied till ten in the morning calls for an explanation. Since most day's you're here...on time," he nodded and smirked when she gave him that 'are-you-trying-my-patience?' glare.

Putting the file down she closed her eyes and then opened them only to look at him,"Fine, you win."

"Well, you didn't put up much of a fight," he almost laughed with triumph.

"John." she tensed and glared even more.

"Sorry, so?" he twidled his thumbs waiting for an answer.

"Dreams...nightmares...," she shuttered and started at the pile of reports again.

"Ah, what about?" he reached over the desk and pulled the files right out from under her nose,"What about?"

Seriously dangling on the edge of blowing up,"Lets just say I was having a good time until it turned not so good, bad times." she held her hand out for the files.

"Oh, really? Like what kind of good time?" he raised his eye brows in mutual curiousity.

Grinning she though back to the dream. Almost reliving it,"Lets just say I was trying to make a point."

"Did you?" he laid the files back on the desk.

"Um..." she stood walked over to the glass whole that was her office and then that darkness flashed through her mind and that throbing returned and she winced and grabbed her head..

Standing he rabbed her by the elbow and led her into the confines of her chair,"I guess not, huh?"

"Not really, fell out of bed and hit my head," she removed her hand as he gently noved that strand of hair aside to see a splotch of dried blood on top of quarter sized bump.

"Ouch," he began to chuckle,"I guess you really fell for this guy?"

"Ha ha, very funny, now you don't get to know who the person is," she raised an eyebrow and smirked at him knowing full well he'd beg her for the details.

"Whoa, hey, now thats just wrong, you've gotta tell me! Wait, no, I can probably guess who he is with your taste in men," he moved to his chair.

Smirking and raising the infamous eyebrow,"So you think you know my taste in men do you?" she sat back in her chair and watched him in deep thought.

"Rodney!" he exclaimed after a deep rationalizing moment.

"What?" came a muffled voice from outside the door.

John stood and walked over to the door,"What are you doing out here?" he opened the door.

"Uh, um, I was taking my time to come see you two about our next uh mission. But I heard that Elizabeth was uh, how is everyone putting it? PMSing!" he put on a sarcastic smirk and it quickly faded as he saw Elizabeth standing and walking over to him.

"And you think it's Rodney let alone a guy?" she teased and walked out the door.

"Whoa, hey, I have absolutly no idea what you two love birds are arguing about. But it just sounded like I got pushed aside for a chick!" Rodney hurriedly proposed with his many hand gestures and such.

"Shut up, Rodney!" John put his hand on Rodney's shoulder to calm him.

They stood there and looked at each other for a minute,"A girl?" they both said and ran out after her.

They found her catching up with the reports from all of the soldiers and scientists on the main deck at their stations, holding her little portable computer, she sinced the two running up behind her,"Since when did we become love birds?"

"It was just an expression," Rodney caught his breath.

"For real?" John said under his breath towards Elizabeth.

Rodney just stood there trying to think who the woman could be, that is if there was one,"It's Teyla!" he shot his index finger in the air with a smile on his face.

"No!" she sighed and finished with one of the scientists who was in utter confusion and walked off,"Get back to work you two!"

Rodney was about to protest but John shot him a glance of 'do-what-she-says'. He sighed and walked off,"I wonder if it's Cadman?" Rodney muttered.

"Again, shut up McKay!" John shouted after him.

John ran to catch up with her yet again,"Hey, sorry about that, didn't mean to pry, let alone have everyone else. I was just----" she cut him off.

"John, whatever it is, save it till later----" she sighed and rubbed her eyes.

"I was going to say worried about you..." he put his hands in his pockets and shrugged.

"I appreciate that you're worried but I'm fine really, it was just a dream," she tried to shrug him off on the spot but he continued.

"Nightmare, besides you were really late today and thats not like you," he folded his arms across his chest.

"Okay, geez, I get it," she started with a frustrated grin.

"We can only hope so, I'll talk to you later," he eyed her and then turned and walked away.

Sighing she turned and went about the rest of the day, a minor headache was the only bothersome part about the day. But still, Carson would never let it down if she went and told him about her little head bump. So she ignored it and popped a few Tylenol PM, turning off her computer for the night she left to her quarters and barely made it to her bed when the pills kicked in and sleep enveloped her. Through the darkness she flew, and into the arms that she longed for so badly,"John?" she looked up to meet his gaze.

"I thought you'd never come back, I guess you could say I missed you," he smirked.

"I could, could I?" she smiled and moved into his embrace.

"Where'd you go?" he turned serious.

"...darkness...away from you, I fell away. But I'm here now," she smiled and lost herself in him.

"Yes, yes you are," he bent down and kissed her and to her the only thing that mattered was that moment nothing else.

Not the wraith, not the people of Atlantis, nothing. Only that safeness, that warmth of love and she gladly welcomed it and shut out everything that seemed to have mattered only hours before. But right now all there was was her and him and a world she made for herself to believe in.