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Chapter 11

John tapped his fingers nervously against his knees as he waited for Elizabeth in the gym. Thinking back to yesterday he was still surprised at her suggestion that they spar together. Now, sitting on the windowsill with the sun on his back, the normally cocky pilot was extremely tense but for what reason he wasn't sure.

He had pretty much revealed his feelings for Elizabeth and instead of getting the 'No, we can't do this now' speech he had expected she had laughed and suggested they practice sparring. Sheppard had taught many of the Atlantis personnel but not Weir, and he was suddenly struggling to remember the basic, beginner moves.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure enter the room and looked up to see Elizabeth in an out of character attire and with her hair tied back. Well, whether she wore it often he didn't know because they had never worked out together but all John knew was that she looked good, relaxed even.

Taking in her fitted black jogging bottoms and her sleeveless sports top John cleared his throat and stood up, very much aware of his hands sweating and that she looked more beautiful bathed in sunlight.

"Hey." He called out with a small wave. Oooh, original Shep! And what's with the Rodney McKay geeky wave?

"Hey." She replied almost smiling shyly. He looks nervous, why is he nervous? It's only me! Do I look nervous?

John tried hard not to body sweep her again, hoping she hadn't noticed him to do it twice already. "So, you got sticks?" Got sticks? How the hell did I manage to get her in the future! Don't look over her body again, be strong man!

"Uh, yeah. Teyla offered hers." Elizabeth said taking them out of her bag as if he needed evidence. Did he just body sweep me twice? I hope I look okay. Not that it matters cause I'll be sweating and a complete mess after the first damn 15 minutes!

"Cool." John said nodding enthusiastically and gestured to the center of the room. "Shall we?" Cool? Yeah, no one's said that since the '70s!

Elizabeth dropped her bag next to the window and slowly placed herself in front of him, ensuring she was at least a stick's length away. Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. I wish the future him hadn't told me now!

John held out his sticks and began his instructions. "Okay, first things first: stance. Just like any other combat sport, you want to place your right foot in front as well as your left hand." He explained watching carefully as she did it, noticing an amused smile gracing her lips. "Uh…you already knew that didn't you?"

Elizabeth bit her lower lip, throwing him an apologetic look. "I did kick boxing back on Earth. For exercise and self-defence." She added as if reiterating her stance against violence.

John nodded again feeling slightly stupid having not asked if she was experienced in any of this. "Right, well…how about if we just skip forward to defensive tactics?" He asked receiving a grateful smile from his 'student'.

After an hour Elizabeth was shocked that she hadn't collapsed on the floor yet considering how grueling this training session was and felt a little proud of the fact that she seemed to be fitter than she originally thought. To his credit, John had been very thorough and had tried to keep it simple for her.

"Excellent!" He exclaimed as she blocked his attack with ease and smiled at his praise. John had to admire Elizabeth's knack for picking up skills quickly. As well as keeping up with what was known as a strenuous training session she was learning how to spar quicker than he had.

"I gotta say Elizabeth, you're doing really good." He told her noticing her already pink cheeks go slightly redder. "You feel ready for a fight? We can take it real slow and I'll attack while you try to counter attack?"

Elizabeth took a deep breath, in an attempt to slow her racing heart, and shrugged. "I'm not sure."

John smiled reassuringly and stepped forward. "Promise I'll be gentle." He almost whispered and received a mock glare from Weir. "C'mon."

Donning a thoughtful expression Elizabeth finally sighed and nodded. "Oh, alright. But if I end up in the infirmary, you have to make sure my paper work gets done!" She warned motioning a stick towards him.

"Deal!" John agreed chuckling as he raised his sticks. "Ready?" He asked once she was in a proper fight stance. Giving a quick nod he began attacking as she blocked him.

He only managed to hit her three times, awarded each time with a scowl, but eventually managed to corner her between two walls. But still she kept blocking, attempting to maneuver pass him and finally John went for her neck only to have the attack stopped by her own stick banging against his forcefully.

Pressing against each other, John was momentarily dazed by the feel of her breath against his chin and the sound of her panting as she tried desperately to push him back. She seemed to wise up to this fact as well because her eyes suddenly went wide and stared at him, a range of emotions flashing across her features. The tension between them was electric and John unconsciously licked his lips, ignoring the number of reasons of why he should not do what he wanted to threatening to bring him back to Atlantis.

Suddenly he felt Elizabeth's arms slacken and had to stop himself from falling completely against her effectively crushing her throat.

"Um…I think we've probably…practiced enough…for…today…" John trailed of as he leaned in, relieved to see the want and desire in her eyes too. Hovering just millimeters from her warm lips John gave her a chance to reject his advances but closed the gap when she smiled.

It was tentative at first as if making sure this was what they wanted but Elizabeth decided for them as she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in closer. John continued to deepen the kiss wondering why the hell it wasn't sloppy like all of his other first kisses and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist before moving her back against one of the walls. At least this way they had some kind of support for this mind-shattering kiss.

Finally pulling apart, both trying to breathe normally, John found Elizabeth's eyes probing his looking completely gob-smacked but happy. His heart jumped a little knowing he had done that. Wondering what to say he went with what was on his mind.

"This is probably the best training session I've had." He stated then closed his eyes feeling like the world's biggest idiot. Afraid Elizabeth was going to push him away or snap at him he was relieved to hear a quiet giggle and then slowly opened his eyes to see a huge grin on her flushed face.

"I'll take that as a compliment." She said before replacing her pleased expression with a serious/hopeful look. "So…what now?"

Titling his head to the side John pretended to mull over her question not realizing he was reminding her of a cute child, he then met her eyes again and shrugged. "Well, I'm not sure about you but I really…really want to do this again." He said softly capturing her lips again and bringing a hand to the back of her neck so he could feel the softness of her hair – an act he had longed to do.

Feeling a hand circle around his waist and pull him closer again, he was shocked to discover that he didn't want this kiss to just be passionate, so did his best to make it slow and loving.

A/N: What you think? Didn't want to do a whole detailed training scene coz I'm not that good at it but I hoped you likied anyways! This is not the end though peepz unfortunately, I have some more to go!