Sorry I took so long to update this…I've been trying to come up with the next few chapters. But thank you for all your reviews! And I apologise now for the lack of action, I'm just in the mood for writing some wee shippy bits again but it will get better!

Bad Horror Movie

Chapter 14

"The last time we talked you were rather annoyed with the way Atlantis was being run." Kate reminded her patient unable to ignore the pretentious way he rolled his eyes and sighed.

"I still am." Dr Kavanaugh muttered staring at her through his glasses. "You'd think Stargate Command would have either replaced her or Sheppard but as usual that woman always gets her way."

Kate resisted the urge to argue with him so tried diplomatically to remind him of their accomplishments. "You don't agree with the way they have consistently protected this city?"

As if sensing her anger he smiled smugly. "Oh please! Their actions have been nothing but reckless. And besides doctor, aren't you supposed to be neutral?"

Kate bit back a retort and smiled sweetly. "Yes, doctor, but my job also includes helping my patients see a different view of their problems. Did you return to Earth after the siege?"

Again he smirked at her blatant change in topic and nodded. "Yes, I did. I wanted to voice my opinions to General O'Neill personally."

"And what did he say?"

Kavanaugh's grin disappeared and was replaced by an embarrassed expression. "Um…well…let's just say I expected a more polite response coming from a highly respected air force officer."

"Really." Kate murmured noting this down on her pad. Coughing to cover up her small giggle she continued. "Did you visit family and friends when you went home?"

"Kavanaugh!" Rodney asked in disbelief. "That man couldn't organize a party never mind the start of civil war!"

John smirked at the scientist's statement before explaining, "Rodney you don't have to plan much…all he has to do is set up a bomb. The rest can unravel itself."

Kate chimed in clearly not amused by their banter. "Dr Weir, he holds a serious grudge against you." She told her forgetting the patient-doctor confidentiality. "Towards both you and Colonel Sheppard. He also has connections in Europe, friends and family too."

Elizabeth nodded as she processed this information. "He certainly hates the way I do things around here. Thank you Kate. I guess we have a suspect now."

The psychiatrist smiled before leaving Weir's office. John folded his arms and glanced at Elizabeth. "I'll see if Kavanaugh has any links to new personnel in the city. Rodney, try and talk to him more."

"What? Why?" He snapped.

"John sighed. "If he believes you're…I don't know, pissed at us…he might confide in you about a plan."

Rodney glanced at Elizabeth who shrugged indicating it was up to him. At first he was set on not agreeing to it but then he remembered the feeling when he heard Elizabeth had died in the future. "Okay." He mumbled turning to leave the office smiling when she called, "Thank you Rodney!"

John rolled his eyes at her thank you. "You're too nice to him Elizabeth."

She scowled up at him and retorted, "Some may say I'm too tolerant towards you." At this he looked up innocently. "Or too giving." She added smugly standing up to leave.

John's mouth actually dropped open and he rushed to keep up with her walking through the control room. He couldn't believe how flirty and mischievous she could be until their two recent rendezvous' in his room. Following her now he had a plan to wipe that smug grin off her face as soon as they were alone. Too giving? He'd show her!

"So, you do you fancy getting lunch?" He asked casually joining her in the transporter.

"Yeah." She replied distractedly as the doors slid shut. "I've got three briefings this afternoon plus a meeting with Rodney about ideas on increasing the shield's-" She trailed off as she felt warm lips begin to nip at her neck and closed her eyes with a groan. "John…um…"

"Yes?" He asked throatily before returning to her soft skin, placing feather like kisses down her neck.

"Um…shouldn't we…" she began again but was too aroused to finish her sentence. Suddenly the doors whooshed open to reveal a busy mess hall and the lips vanished. Turning to face him she glared at him before pressing the button for the doors to close.

"What, no food?" He asked smugly as she eyed him accusingly.

"Nope. I think I'd rather go somewhere else." She stated knowingly turning back to face the Ancient doors.

Leaning forward he whispered, "So we can explore that whole "too much giving" accusation." He heard her chuckle.

"That really hit you hard huh?" She said quietly. "Then I guess you'll need to prove otherwise to me."

As the doors opened again John noticed they were on the same level as her room and rocked on his heels. Again Elizabeth led the way but only when they were half way down the corridor he grabbed her waist and pinned her against the wall. Attacking her mouth so she couldn't protest. Elizabeth momentarily forgot where she was and allowed his hands to wander, moaning wherever they touched.

It wasn't until they heard voices that the leader shoved John away from her and tried to straighten her ruffled clothes. Shooting him a warning stare John merely licked his lips in response and stated, "So, Dr Weir are you sure you don't need a hand with that…furniture problem?"

The voices grew longer as two scientists's rounded the corner and nodded to Weir and Sheppard who nodded back. Elizabeth mouthed a silent "What?" at him and he shrugged. "Um, no thank you Colonel. I think I'll be fine." She replied watching the two men's backs disappear around another corner. "Furniture problem!" She hissed angrily.

Again he shrugged, "Well…why else would I be down here…near your quarters?" He asked exasperated.

"You could have mentioned a mission or …you could have discussed some new machine Rodney found."

"Oh, yeah. That would have been better actually." He admitted sheepishly before flashing her his most charming smile. "I'm sorry, but I panicked."

She couldn't hold the angry glare any longer and rolled her eyes as a smile graced her face. "Okay, let's just be more careful." She said quietly as he grabbed her hand and tugged her towards her door. Following him Elizabeth suddenly felt someone watching her and spun round to face the empty hall, letting go of John's hand in the process.

"Elizabeth?" He queried standing beside her, looking down the hall too.

"I thought…I felt…" She stuttered eyes darting around the space hoping to see what was bugging her. "I felt someone watching us." She whispered desperately wanting to grab his hand again but didn't in case they were spotted.

John gazed at her in concern and began walking down the hall until he reached the end corner. Turning back he said, "There's no one here. Not even in the transporter."

Elizabeth still felt tense so she joined him asking, "Is it okay if we just go to the mess hall or something?" She felt incredibly bad at wanting to go somewhere busier, especially since she was with John and should therefore feel safe. But the feeling just wasn't going away.

"But what about-?" John started smirking then frowned as she nervously looked around.

"Please John." She whispered gazing up at him her hand gently gripping his lower arm.

"Sure, whatever you want." He replied letting her go in front of him to the transporter. "Elizabeth, are you okay?"

"Uh huh…fine." She answered distractedly stepping into the transporter and immediately spinning so she could see the hall. As the doors closed John heard her let out a long, relieved breath and he squinted so he could examine her face. It wasn't completely gone but there was still some worry etched in her features.

As they returned to the food court John muttered into her ear, "Everything's not okay Elizabeth and I want you to tell me what's going on." Before she could object he quickly snatched up a couple of sandwiches and two cups of coffee onto a tray and directed her to an empty table near the balcony.

"John really, it's nothing-"

"Don't lie Elizabeth." He said sitting across from her, smiling to a fellow officer who passed by them. "What with everything that's going on you need to tell me."

Elizabeth's eyes searched his for a minute before sighing in defeat. And finally she told him, her voice quiet to avoid being heard by others.

As the lift doors opened an individual scanned the half full room looking for his prey and smiled as he spotted her. She was with the military commander again, no surprise since they had just been together near her room. Of course he had kept in the shadows, ducking into the nearest room when Sheppard had approached his space.

The person decided that their relationship was an added bonus, and not a hindrance to the plan. If anything it would make it easier to divide the heads of Atlantis once they found out and therefore help the plan move swiftly along. Walking over to the kitchen area they grabbed a tray and began choosing their lunch…their mind focused on the big event they had planned for tomorrow.

A/N: Okay, you may find out who the person is in the next chapter but could there be another twist?