Disclaimer: Nope, don't own them. I'm just taking them out for a spin.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews!
"She's a diplomat," I repeat again, willing myself to believe that's a reason I shouldn't be attracted to her. That's right, attracted to her, the leader of this expedition, who in case you hadn't guessed, is a diplomat. In my limited experience with diplomats, they have been haughty, manipulative, politically ambitious and idealistic to a fault. The latter used to be true of my negotiator, but life in the Pegasus Galaxy has hardened her, made her more of a realist. If I'm to be honest with myself, none of the other characteristics I've described fit her, but I can think of a few that do. She's tough, both mentally and physically, fiercely devoted to and protective of her people, compassionate, smart, and beautiful. She has her faults, we all do, but she's the best role model we have out here. She makes all of us, each member of the expedition, better people, especially me.
It's scary how much I've come to depend on her. I've never been the kind of person who develops strong emotional attachments, knowing full well in my line of work that there are no guarantees and that it's easier to move on after someone dies if you didn't care too deeply for them. Being on Atlantis has changed me. These people have somehow burrowed their way into my heart, her deeper than anyone else I've ever had in my life. I know how dangerous these feelings can be, how they can compromise a situation; so I fight them, fight the way I feel about her, but it's no use.
I know that many of the men here in the city are attracted to her, but I think my feelings run deeper than mere attraction. I actually look forward to briefings knowing I'll be able to study the curves of her face. Every spare moment I have is spent thinking of her. I'll do anything to make her laugh, the sound of it music to my ears. She's the only person I can, or want to, imagine waking up next to every day for the rest of my life. My buddies back on Earth would laugh. "Looks like a woman finally got the better of you!" They'd say to me. And oh how right they would be.
Oh yeah, I've got it bad.