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Feelings, of the Personal Kind
Chapter 2: Double, Double, We Are in Trouble
By: Taya Henderson
Teyla walked out of the meeting, an angry look plastered on her face. John followed her out moments later, dragging her down the hall towards one of the transporters.
"What the hell was that?" He demanded angrily.
"What was that? You tell me! I am perfectly able to tell Dr. Weir about our mission without constant correction from you!" Teyla argued back.
"You didn't have your facts straight." John narrowed his eyes as he got closer to Teyla.
"I strongly dislike you at this moment, Colonel." Teyla crossed her arms as the doors slid shut.
As soon as the doors were closed, John leaned in and kissed Teyla. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their kiss deepened, and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation.
"That was good." Sheppard breathed, kissing her again. "You argue well. Next time, I swear, I'll be the victim. You can chew me out."
"Good." She grinned as they kissed yet again. "When is the next mission to find Aidan?"
"As soon as we are allowed to go. Doc's making us take 24 hours off." He explained. "Then we'll be off again."
"What will we do for 24 hours?" Teyla asked innocently.
"We can think of a few things." Sheppard kissed her one more time. "How about a trip to the mainland?"
"That sounds nice. Are there any transports leaving? Or you will simply create one." Teyla shook her head. "I should not indulge you like this."
"Oh, but you should." He grinned. "Let's go, we have a meeting with Weir and Caldwell, then we can go."
Caldwell looked irritated when the couple arrived a few minutes late to the meeting, but Dr. Weir just shook her head.
"Glad you finally decided to join us, Colonel." Caldwell said sarcastically.
"Sorry sir, we had…a disagreement over the report from today." John apologized, sitting up a little straighter.
"It is my fault, sir, I argued with John well past the point where I should have given up." Teyla sighed. "Any new information on Aidan?"
"I'm afraid not, Teyla-" Weir began.
"That information is classified." Caldwell glared at her. "You may go, Teyla."
"Colonel, we do not make decisions for Teyla's people, only she can do that. Anything we have to say, she should also hear." Dr. Weir pointed out. "I know you just got here, but Atlantis has flourished under our system of doing things."
"Sir, Teyla's people won't listen to us without her." Sheppard pointed out. "She's heard everything else we've ever discussed. I think we're beyond the breach of clearance thing with her."
"Very well. What Dr. Weir said is true; we have no new information on Lt. Ford's whereabouts, but, with your reports and the reports of some of the other teams, we have but 17 possible planets left. When Dr. Beckett releases you from the 24-hour lull, your team will begin to visit each planet looking for Lt. Ford." Caldwell explained.
"Good, the sooner we find him, the better." John nodded. "Anytihng else? Teyla and I were planning on taking a trip to the mainland if we could, with your permission."
"Go right ahead, Colonel." Weir smiled. "There are several Athosians ready to go back as well, and I believe Dr. Beckett has some supplies he'd like to send, if you wouldn't mind."
"We would be happy to, Elizabeth." Sheppard grinned and looked at the Colonel.
"You're dismissed…except, Colonel, a word." Caldwell raised and eyebrow as the two women walked out. "Explain yourself, Colonel."
"Sir, you are the commanded of the Dauntless, and we love the fact that you're here, but the Pentagon has not decided that you will be the new commander of Atlantis, so she still outranks you, sir." John began but Caldwell held up a hand.
"That is not what I am referring to, Colonel." Caldwell glared at the younger man. "I realize that certain protocols have been relaxed here, but other protocols have no room to be relaxed."
"I don't know what you're talking about, sir. Have I broken any rules lately?" Sheppard lied, one thought working it's way through his mind. We were so careful!
"I can tell you have feelings for that young woman. I am warning you, Colonel. I will not hesitate to court marshal you or remove her from the team should I see any hint of anything from the two of you. There are reasons for the no-frat rule, and that rule will be upheld. Do I make myself clear?" Caldwell asked.
"Yes sir." John nodded. "I will not break that rule, sir."
"You are free to go." Caldwell waved a hand at him and the younger man walked out.
"So, no one else going?" John asked as they finished loading the jumper.
"No, the two young men who were going to come home have not yet been cleared by Dr. Beckett, so it is just us and supplies." Teyla replied, keeping her face strait and poised.
"Radio us when you arrive and when you leave. I want you back in sixteen hours, no less. Is that understood, John?" Dr. Weir asked.
"Yes ma'am. Just pop in, say hello, come on home." Sheppard nodded, smiling. "We'll be fine. It'll be a nice, relaxing cruise."
"Be safe." Weir said and the two boarded the jumper.
"So, we radio Weir when we arrive?" Teyla asked, leaning back in her seat.
"Yes. We'll be there in a few minutes." John nodded, looking straight ahead.
"What is wrong?" She looked at him, clearly sensing his fear.
"Caldwell…he knows I like you. I don't think he knows we're together, but he knows something. I got a pretty hefty threat, and what bugs me is I don't care." He sighed. "I could get court marshaled right now, and it wouldn't bug me, because Weir has Caldwell now to help her…I'm not really abandoning anyone to anything…and, in all honesty, you're more important than all that."
"We will find a way, John." Teyla put a hand on his shoulder. "We will be together and we will keep our jobs."
"I hope so." John smiled at her. "I really do. Ah, look, we've got a welcome party."
"They welcome the supplies more than us." Teyla joked.
"No, they like you…just not me." Sheppard shrugged. "Why doesn't Halling like me all of a sudden?"
"I don't know. Perhaps it is because he knows of our involvement." She suggested.
"But Tey, last time we saw him, we weren't together." He raised an eyebrow. "Did you tell him?"
"No, Halling just knows these things." Teyla smiled. "Let us greet them."
The Athosians welcomed the visitors and the supplies, sending many of the young men to unload the jumper before John and Teyla could even say hello.
"Halling." Teyla grinned, hugging the older man.
"Teyla, it has been many days since we last parted, and I am pleased you are well." Halling smiled. "And Major Sheppard."
"Actually, it's Colonel Sheppard now. Good to see you Halling." John shook the older man's hand. "We cannot stay for very long, we're expected back."
"Yes. We are still attempting to locate Lt. Ford." Teyla nodded.
"Then you should go. A storm is coming up from the west, you do not want to be caught in it." Halling said. "We will visit when Lt. Ford is well."
"Anytime you need me, you know how to reach me." She smiled sadly.
"Do not fret, Teyla. Your people love you as their savior and leader now." Halling patted her shoulders. "Go. You will be caught in the storm if you do not hurry. You can see the clouds approaching now."
John prepped the jumper and lifted off, Teyla sitting quietly beside him.
"You did not contact Dr. Weir." She pointed out.
"I know." He nodded, piloting over to a patch of trees and landing the jumper. "We have…12 hours left. We should make the most of them."
"12 hours of privacy and…no restrictions." Teyla grinned, taking off her vest and weapons and climbing onto his lap. "What will we do?"
The return trip to Atlantis was comfortable. John let Teyla pilot the ship from his lap, instructing her on what buttons to push with his hands. As they approached the city, Teyla jumped back into her seat and they landed, finding a slightly irritated looking Dr. Weir waiting for them.
"Elizabeth?" John asked, coming out of the jumper. "What happened?"
"Come with me, you two." She sighed and stalked off.
She led them to her office and motioned for them to sit down.
"Now, I've debated even telling you about this before I report it to Caldwell, but…" Weir turned her laptop around and showed surveillance video of the two of them making out in the transporter. "I am sure that this is not the only incident that I'll find if I go back far enough. Do you realize how much trouble you could be in?"
"Yes, Dr. Weir. We are sorry. It was…a temporary infatuation, and I assure you, it will not happen again." Teyla lied sincerely.
"When did we get security cameras?" John asked.
"They were installed in the transporters and in the rooms where our generators are so we can always keep an eye on them." Elizabeth explained. "And I won't have to have this talk again?"
"No ma'am. Like Teyla said, passing thing." John smiled nonchalantly. "Did you need anything else, because frankly, I'm exhausted."
"No. You are excused. Don't let it happen again." Weir gave them her best glare as they walked out.
"Well, that was…unpleasant." Sheppard shuddered. "We'll just have to be more careful."
"Yes." Teyla nodded. "These, cameras…she would not put them everywhere, would she?"
"No." John shook his head. "I remember seeing them and I remember a report on where they were going. Gate room, generator rooms, control room, transporters, and jumper bay. No halls and no personal spaces."
"That is…good. What about the gym? I feel I need to work out some tension." She asked.
"No camera. Meet you there in five minutes?" He suggested.
"Yes." Teyla nodded.
"Get ready to lose." John pointed at her. "I will win eventually."
The training room was empty, and Teyla arrived first, dressed in her fighting garb. John came in a few minutes later in his t-shirt and pants, and locked the door.
"Why did you do that?" Teyla asked, pulling out the fighting sticks.
"Just in case things get a little…crazy." He smiled, taking his set of sticks.
"Why would things do that?" She threw her sticks away and assumed a fighting position.
"So, hand to hand, huh?" Sheppard grinned, throwing his sticks down and attacking.
Teyla parried easily, and they fought. While Teyla was quick and well-trained, John was stronger and more improvisational. He had the upperhand half way through the fight and did not relinquish in. He ended up pinning Teyla against the wall, holding her hands above her head.
"I did not know you could fight so well." She breathed heavily.
"Well, you can still kick my ass with the sticks." He started kissing her neck, breathing in the scent of her.
Teyla let out a soft gasp as he trailed kisses up and down her neck and jaw.
"We must be careful, or we will get caught." She said softly.
"That's why I locked the door." John grinned, kissing her lips gently.
"We are breaking all of the rules we just received, you know." Teyla pointed out in between kisses.
"I don't care anymore." He stopped kissing her long enough to gently cup her cheek. "You know why?"
"Why?" She asked, smiling.
"Because I love you." John grinned.