Most, if not all, of these one-shots will be in Elisabeth's POV, in case I ever forget to put it in a chapter.

Sparklyshimmer2010 - Oh thank you for the message. I didn't realize. I thought I read someplace his eyes were hazel. O.o I already had this written, before I got your email, and I tried to change it a little, to turn the effect more towards green (if that makes any sense). I hope you don't mind. I'll try to keep an eye (no pun intended) out for my mentions of it in the future, and change any that I find to green. Thank you :) And I'm glad you like it. :)

And it's no offence that you don't like John/OC, I know a lot of people that don't like OCs because they've been done horribly (no ofence to other writers). I like the idea as a challenge, and for difference/variation, but as far as John/Teyla or John/Elisabeth, I have to admit I'm more for John/Elisabeth.

Tinypennie - I'm glad you loved it. :) I have at least 4 more chapters, and I'm still thinking through the episodes for more themes.

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Oh wow, those eyes! It's like they can see into your very soul, and if they wanted to, melt it.

I've seen so many people who had eyes with varying descriptions. Some were bedroom eyes, sleepy, happy, angry... There are so many words to describe John's eyes. However, when I could go on and write a whole list of different words, along with times I found his eyes seemed to redefine them, the one that stuck out the most was 'intense'.

When we first met, I think the prospect of coming to Atlantis through a wormhole made more of an impact than anyone he spoke to. His eyes locked on mine, but they were distracted, clearly. Almost glazed as he blurted out an automatic greeting, to be polite.

It was alright, though. I could easily understand his reaction. At least he got my name right! Some marine by the name of Emerson called me Daniel when I greeted him. Dr. Jackson couldn't help his grin when I explained that later, and General O'Neill had an nice laugh.

But his eyes...

They were the first thing I noticed about Major John Sheppard. He was laid back, freaked out that the chair had responded to him. I hadn't had a good look before, but at that time, I was struck by all the colors in his eyes. Brown, gold, mostly green, even a little blue. Sure, his profile listed them as green, but I don't think that's quite right. I mean, they're not just intense, I've seen them change color with his moods!

And no, I'm not talking about a living, breathing mood ring. Although it can seem kind of similar

If he was angry, the brown and gold seemed to pick up and darken, and his pupils sometimes seemed to take over all other colors, making his eyes seem black with a thin ring of color around them. When he was happy and carefree, sometimes the colors varied from blue or green. When he was sick or feverish, they seemed more green, almost like they glowed with an inner light.

It does sound odd. It's just so strange.

They were haunting and enchanting... Whenever I saw him grinning at some girl, be it a marine, an alien or ancient, Teyla, or some scientist... I always wondered what it would be like, to be the sole center of his attention. Sure, if he's reporting to me, I'm the center of his attention then, but have you ever looked into his eyes when he's making a report?

He's all business. His expression's so grim and he's obviously in a hurry to get it all over with.

He looks gone off into his own world. I could tell him Atlantis is overrun by Wraith, and by his expression, he wouldn't hear me. He also pays attention to me when I'm in danger, but then it's all worry.

"Control room to Dr. Weir."

Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I tapped my ear piece, feeling my business persona come back online. "This is Dr. Weir."

"Colonel Sheppard's team has returned ahead of schedule...without Colonel Sheppard, ma'am."

I felt my heart skip a beat before racing wildly in my chest. "What? Where is he?"

"They don't know, ma'am."

Frowning deeply, I got up and closed my diary, heading out of my room in my track pants and t-shirt, not caring I wasn't in uniform. "I'm on my way, and if they're able, I want to be debriefed, right away."

"They're able ma'am, and on their way to the briefing room."

"Thank you Chuck." Sighing quietly after turning my ear piece off, I ran to the nearest teleporter and teleported across Atlantis before rushing on. Damn it, John!

An image of his face crossed my mind, and I felt an icy cold stab of fear run through me.

We've been through too much for it to end like this. I'm not about to lose you!

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Ok, wanted a different ending to this one, and I'm going to make a chapter on 'Fears' relating to it in a sense. Maybe a very faint relating to it? Hm...

Hope you like it.

R+R please.

Thank you.

Tenshi