John's head shot up. He knew that voice very, very, very well. He groaned and rested his head on Tey's. Suddenly he pulled his head back realizing what he was doing could be taken as offensive. Slowly he turned round to see who the person was. John hoped to god that his mind wasn't playing tricks on him, that the person wasn't…a very pissed off Teyla Emmagen.
"Colonel Sheppard you should be fighting your fever. Not day dreaming about your personal life." She scolded him.
"Are you really Teyla?" She raised her eyebrows, bit her lip and gave him the coldest stare he could and would ever receive. "I'll take that as a yes. Oh boy am I in trouble."
"If I were in a coma I would prefer to try and wake up instead of having…personal relations with someone."
"That someone has a name you know!" The someone in question bent her head round John's body to look at who he was talking to. John would've laughed at the look on Teyla's face if she weren't so pissed off with him.
"Um…Tey met Teyla, Teyla this is Tey." Teyla was speechless; her mouth went up and down like a goldfish. "I don't suppose you'd want to talk about this?" He sheepishly asked her.
The whole scene around them suddenly froze. Tey didn't move, the curtains didn't flutter in the night wind, the street was silent but Teyla was still glaring at him. In one swift movement Teyla had grabbed John by the scruff of his neck and thrown him down on the sofa.
"That would be a wise idea. Start." John nervously ran his hand through his hair.
"I have a good explanation for not waking up…" She looked at him disbelievingly. "No I don't."
"John, would you like to explain why I am in that bed," She pointed, "Over there? And why you were kissing her/me?" She spat venom at him.
"Hey I didn't ask you to interrupt by coma dreams. Am I really in a coma? Okay I don't know why you're here or why Rodney and Liz are married but I think I've got to sort out some issues." John looked down at the floor, seeing how interesting it had suddenly got.
"What issues?"
"Afghanistan." He muttered.
"What, may I ask, has that got to do with kissing me?" Her voice had softened.
"I don't know…" He lied.
"Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard if you don't tell me what is going on this instant I will tell Dr. Weir exactly what is going on in your mind!" Teyla ordered.
"Wait a sec. What the hell are you doing in my mind?"
"Dr Beckett was worried that you weren't going to wake up…"
"So they sent you to see what was going on." She nodded her head. "Heightmyer isn't there is she?" John suddenly looked worried.
"No." Teyla watched relief was over him and he relaxed visibly.
"Answer my question…"
"I'm in charge here. It's my mind!" He yelled.
"Exactly! Why were you kissing me?" Teyla started to shout as well.
"None of your damn business!"
"IT IS MY BUSINESS THAT…" She pointed, "IS ME!"
"SO?" Their faces were inches away from
"I AM WAITING! WHY?"
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" John suddenly leaned forward and captured her lips in a breath-taking kiss. Teyla responded to his kiss allowing him to deepen it. Teyla suddenly disappeared leaving John to fall forward without any chance to grab something. His reply was a muffled: "Thamk mou!"
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Teyla suddenly shot up in her hospital bed. Still looking pissed off.
"I trust it didn't go well?" Carson cautiously ventured. He remembered the last time he'd encountered an angry Teyla he wound up with a long-term headache.
"That, that man…" Teyla was at a loss for words. "John Sheppard is an adrogās nothus." With that she stormed out of the infirmary.
"I take it didn't go well." Zelenka stated.
"You have no idea. What did she say?" Carson asked looking at Weir.
"Let me put it this way she said he was arrogant and that wasn't the nicest part."
"Do you think she'll try again?" Carson asked. Liz gave a knowing smile.
"She'll be back, I'm sure of it."
TBC
I can't write long chappies so many ideas pop up!