Well, it's an update for Higher Purpose! Even if I said I wouldn't update till Premonitions is finished. Which it's not. Just read the update, review, and ignore me. Seriously.

Higher Purpose

Showers

Every room in Atlantis had a bathroom. Well, more a toilet and a sink. The showers were communal. Just one huge shower block for everyone, men and women.

When Elizabeth went in, she was glad to find it empty. She'd had a long day and really wasn't in the mood to be confronted. Heading to the far side, she quickly undressed, leaving her clothes in a neat pile on the benches that ran next to the showers. Climbing into the cubicle, the water poured down, already warm. The showers seemed to be able to tell exactly what temperature people wanted them. With a sigh, she felt herself beginning to relax.

John had had a long day too. An offworld mission hadn't exactly gone to plan. It had ended with the team having to run for their lives through about a foot of mud. There were muddy footprints following him around the city. All he needed was a nice hot shower.

The first thing he noted when he walked into the showers was that there was someone else in. Putting down his towel at the other end of the bench, John decided to take a look and see who it was. Looking over the clothes, he realised it was a woman. Or it was a very thin man who wore very feminine clothes. Then he caught sight of the red shirt.

It could only have been Weir.

John sighed. However bad the situation could get, he really needed a shower.

Heading back to his towel, John began to strip off. Just then, the shower behind him stopped and the door slid open. John was suddenly glad he hadn't got as far as taking of his trousers.

"Oh. John. I didn't realise there was anyone else in here."

John resisted the urge to turn round, just to see if she had a towel on.

"I…I…I just wanted a shower. You know, after the mission."

Elizabeth smiled as she pulled the towel around her. Poor John was embarrassed. Looking across at him, she watched his back as he reached out to grab his towel.

"I'll just be…"

John quickly darted into the shower cubicle. He was quite glad to find the water that poured down on him was cold. Pulling off his trousers and boxers, he threw them over the top of the cubicle. As he ran his hand through his hair, trying to get images of Doctor Weir out of his head, he realised he's left his soap and shampoo outside the cubicle.

With a silent curse, he moved out of the jet of water and pulled his towel around his waist. Opening the door slowly, he glanced down to where Elizabeth was.

And instantly regretted it.

She was stood with her back to him, but all she was wearing was a pair of rather fetching black panties. John's eyes travelled up and down her body taking in her pale skin, her narrow waist, and her bare back. He could feel himself sweating.

"Is there a problem Major?"

Crap. She knew he was looking.

"Well I just…"

Elizabeth grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her. She turned around to find John leaning half out of the shower with his mouth gaping.

"Forget your soap?"

John just nodded.

"I'll get it. Oh and John, stop drooling."

Walking across, Elizabeth picked up the soap and shampoo. She smirked as she faced him.

"So, you do care about your hair John."

John reached out and took the stuff from her hands. Elizabeth watched the gormless look on his face.

"I hope that shower is cold John, you look like you could need it."

John couldn't take much more. Her just wearing a towel. Her rather seductive smile. He was going to go mad if he didn't do anything.

Suddenly, he lunged forwards and grabbed her. He pulled her into the cubicle and began kissing her fiercely. Elizabeth was quite taken aback, but quickly set about kissing him back. The cold water poured down over them, and their towels. John pulled back and looked at Elizabeth. She was soaking wet and smirking.

"I think these towels are kinda useless now."

Elizabeth laughed at John's comment, and set about kissing him again.

Rodney was looking forward to a nice shower as well. He was a bit shocked when he entered the shower block to find two sets of clothes, but only one shower on. He decided he was loosing it. There'd be some logical explanation. It wouldn't be like there'd be two people in one shower.

He was just about to get into one of the cubicles when he heard a voice.

"Do you think they're gone?"

"John, shush. They're probably getting in the shower."

Rodney froze. That was John and Elizabeth talking. Talking to each other.

As his eyes widened, Rodney decided to leave. Pulling on his clothes, he ran out of the door. His shower could wait. Just outside the door, he found Teyla and Aiden about to walk in.

"Erm, showers…broken. Have to wait…"

They both sighed, and headed off. They weren't going to question Atlantis's best scientist. Rodney walked off in the opposite direction, trying to get the thought of John and Elizabeth in the same shower out of his head.

In the showers, John stuck his head out of the cubicle and looked around the room.

"Coast is clear. We must have been hearing things. Now, where was I?"

Pulling himself back in, he slid the door shut and turned his attention to Elizabeth. With a smirk, he pushed her up against the wall of the shower and started to kiss her neck. At the same time, he set about pulling off her towel.

Elizabeth smiled.

"And if someone did come in and heard us talking?"

"Well, we'll have to get to them before they tell anyone. Now shut up and help me get these towels off."