Charlie Blue - John really does make a thigh holster look good. For some reason I'd swear I already answered this review, but it's not in the chapters... (Shrugs) Ok, I'll answer it again. LOL. Whenever I see a picture of Joe Flanigan, no matter what role he plays, my eyes stray to his...eyes. Yes, I was planning to say EYES the whole time. LOL.

New titles added to the list...

Timing, Arms, Legs, Chest, Hero.

It's there now ;)

I understand what you're saying. Weapons can be fascinating, it's what they do to people that bother me. I've held one gun in my life, it was a rifle, and I was just holding it for my grandfather when he needed to go out and shoot some raccoons that were attacking our animals on our farm. I would never shoot a gun, if I had a choice. Too many ways it can accidentally hurt an innocent person.

Hand of Atlantis - It has come to my attention Elizabeth does in fact carry a weapon on her. Submersion, the Return (part 2), and Progeny were named for this. I can understand why she would absolutely refuse, if she had a choice, but as I stated before, I didn't see the SGC allowing her to go on offworld missions without a weapon, of some sort. Now, she's not going to carry all kinds of P90, hand gun, and several knives on her, but a single hand gun and maybe a hidden knife, I can see.

Still, my stories are not meant to put focus on her being armed to the teeth or having to use weapons, but her thoughts on John, more than anything. I do appreciate your comment, and it really does make sense. I don't recall if she had a weapon in those episodes, but I do think it makes sense.

I should not have many more, maybe only one or two at most, chapters with her using weapons. And I have 19 chapters written.

Sparklyshimmer2010 - LOL There's nothing wrong with that. He's got nice thighs. ;) Thank you for your comments. As I stated above, it made sense for her to have to carry a weapon. Regulations, right? But I do understand, Elizabeth does not like guns, I can see it. She may have to carry one, but she won't use it unless she absolutely HAS to. Look up the vid, trust me, it's a cute one ;) LOL

Oh, now I'm going to disagree with that. John and Elizabeth... John's on a closer plane to her in bantos, and I'm sure she'd prefer him teaching her ;) Trust me, I have a future chapter working with that, entitled 'Legs'. LOL

LOL Don't worry, when reviewing, if I'm on another computer, I sometimes don't sign in because it's late, and the connection is iffy. I'm glad you like this so far. I have at least 19 more chapters to go to this story, and more I'm thinking about.

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"John, I appreciate your appearance, don't get me wrong, but your luck really sucks." I muttered as he was pushed into the cell.

Then again, what else should I have expected? This was the guy who single-handedly brought the Wraith down on us all, not that I blame him, he did the right thing. He also managed to get the number one spot of the Genii's 'people to kill' list, and, well... Basically, where there was an enemy to be had, John found them.

Whether he meant to, or not.

"Hey, the plan seemed good at the time. How was I supposed to know they were... What?"

I guess I was grinning at him. Seeing the confused expression, I shook my head. "Seriously. You have the worst luck. It's like trouble is drawn to you, or something." And it was a little funny.

Ok, so maybe not that funny, but I couldn't help finding it funny. Maybe it was the odd tasting water I'd been drinking when it became clear they weren't going to feed me. I was only doing it to survive.

"Are you ok?" He asked with a weird look, rubbing his arm where the guard had been holding him, and walking over to sit next to me. "You're...acting kinda odd."

I shrugged. "Just thinking."

"I really don't think I wanna know what about." Looking at me warily, he eyed the bowl of water at my side and his eyes narrowed. "Um, Elizabeth? Have you been drinking this water?"

I shrugged again and grinned. "Yup." Everything felt...fuzzy. I felt like I was drunk and stoned at the same time. Not that I've been stoned... Ok, once, when I was younger, some of my friends and I... Oh, never mind. What was John doing with my water? "Hey!"

Tossing the freshly emptied bowl out of the barred window, I watched as John came back over and leaned in close.

Oh, ok. No more complaining. I thought as I smiled at him. He was examining my face, now... If only he'd lean in a little closer. Narrowing my eyes, I got a good look at his. "Whoa, your eyes are really cool!"

Now he was smirking. "Yup, definitely drugged." Shaking his head, he sighed and looked around, any sign of amusement fading.

"But what was I saying before?" Thinking for a moment, or...trying to, I snapped my fingers after a moment, before staring at my hand. "Wow, I have long fingers."

John grinned again and stared at my hand.

"Oh, no, but you've got really bad luck."

Now he raised an eyebrow, his grin turning more confused, like he didn't know whether to be amused, or worried, or what.

"I mean, you woke up the Wraith, and alerted them to us."

He frowned now, a pained expression crossing his face. "Elizabeth..."

I held up a hand, finally having found that trail of thought. "Returned Teyla's necklace to her, alerting the Wraith to where ever you went without realizing it. Those guys are such a pain in the ass! Got caught by the Iratus bug and had to have your heart stopped." I shuddered at that and frowned at him. "Don't do that again, ok? That was bad, and the bug was really ugly."

He nodded, still frowning and looking for all the world like he wished he was someplace else. "Don't worry, I don't plan to do that again." He shuddered. "I hate those things!" Shaking his head, he sighed. "Elizabeth."

I shook my head and pointed at him, trying to ignore how everything was spinning. "What else...? Oh, the Genii hate you. I think that might be a good thing, though." I had to grin at this. "You run into at least one Wraith, where ever you go, who seems to have it in for you. Although, in the end you always manage to kick their asses. Nearly suicide bombed a Wraith Hive, when they attacked Atlantis... Wow, that can't all be coincidence. You've got really bad luck!"

"Elizabeth" He was almost glaring by now. "You've made your point."

"No. No, I haven't, that's not even the tip of it! How many rescue missions have you gone on, that ended up with you captured, too?" I pointed around. "Like this one."

"Would you rather I didn't come?" He finally snapped, not looking at me.

It finally sunk in that I was bringing up bad memories for him and I felt myself sober up. I saw the pain in his eyes as he looked around, and knew he was struggling not to think of all those painful times. "John..."

"No, you made your point. I have bad luck. I drag everyone into trouble with me. Thanks, I needed to hear that."

Frowning deeply, I stared at him. "I said bad luck." Luckily, the drug seemed to be wearing off a little and I began to curse mentally for saying my thoughts out loud. "I never said you dragged anyone into trouble. You're getting it all wrong." Shaking my head, I sighed. "Look, I'm obviously not...thinking right." Now it was hard to think, even with my head clearing, I had no idea what I'd meant by all that, or how to explain it without hurting him. "I didn't mean it all in a bad way, I mean, look at all the good you've done."

I snapped my fingers again, pointedly not looking at them. "And you always get the girl." I paused at that. "Ancient, no, two ancients, I think. And at least one alien girl. And then the little girl, the princess? That was kind of...weird. Wow, you really are the Kirk of Atlantis!" Was that really a good thing??

He still refused to meet my eyes.

Groaning loudly, I got on my hands and knees and shuffled over to him. He looked at me warily a moment, the pain still present in his face, and I took that moment to wrap my arms around his neck. "You've got really bad luck, yes, but you're still Atlantis' hero, remember?" I spoke more softly. "And even when you do get captured, you always find a way out." Squeezing him tightly, I felt one of his hands circle my waist lightly, almost like he was afraid of crossing a line. "Thank you for coming for me, John."

I felt him rest his head on my shoulder and sigh. "...Always." I heard him mutter quietly as he squeezed my waist a little.

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That one confused even me. I don't do good drugged effects, so... I was going for kinda stoned, but not too badly, and rambling on without realizing it.

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Tenshi