Charlie Blue – I'm glad you enjoyed that. Yeah it just hit me at one time that that was something I could do for him, and I was surprised at how it turned out, but I liked it ;) I'm not complaining about the t-shirt thing, either. Nope. Not me. LOL

Sparklyshimmer2010 – LOL! Strappy top short skirt was what I was thinking. LOL! Thus the 'nice legs' comments he was getting. LOL! I'm glad you liked those lines, they were some of my favorites too, because I could totally see her face as she thought it. LOL

NotAllWhoWanderAreAimless – I tend to update once a week, if not sooner. Yeah that's the picture I was talking about. LOL I love that picture! Thank you :)

Holly Batali – I'm glad you like it. I have a few more chapters to go, and hopefully I can keep coming up with ideas.

ArafelSedai – Oh he id definitely the hottest, which is part of the reason I'm so upset that they cancelled the show. :( Hm, my favorites were Jack and Cam with Daniel falling just after Jack, Cam and John. LOL Forget the regulations. It's called a FAN FICTION for a reason. LOL. In some cases I'll go for realistic for the readers, in some I like to say to hell with the regulations.

LOL Oh trust me, I'm glad no one ever follows the regulations (for the most part, anyways)

Ok, I am starting to get low on chapters left. If anyone has ideas PLEASE, PLEASE tell me, and I'll see what I can do. Thank you all for sticking with me. :)

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Lanky.

That was a good word to describe John. He was tall and lanky. Not short, not chubby, not overly muscled, not thick, not really that skinny... Just...lanky. He had long arms and legs, a long torso... He had muscles, but by no means was he Arnold Schwarzenegger, which I was thankful for. There is certainly such thing as too much muscle.

Everything about him seemed proportioned to his...lankiness...? Is that even a word? Well, his height worked well for him, I've seen lanky guys who were all skin and bone. It didn't suit them. Then he wears his uniforms well. He has enough muscle and meat, that if I were to put my arms around him, which has certainly crossed my mind more than once, I was sure he'd feel solid and strong.

Hm, leather?

It made me wonder how he'd fit leather. They were accepting requests for new uniforms back at the SGC, would it be unreasonable to ask for one in leather? Just to see how it would work?

They probably wouldn't mind. They probably wouldn't know why I was asking for it... What am I thinking?? That's just... I felt my face heating up as I tried to imagine John in leather pants and a jacket with a black shirt. Maybe...just the leather jacket? I could do it. There's nothing wrong, leather is stronger than cotton, it would help to protect my guys. But then I tried to imagine Rodney in leather, and it gave a less than satisfactory look.

Not that Rodney was ugly, no. He just...wasn't John?

Ronon...wouldn't wear the uniform if I ordered him to. He'd probably shred it with one of his many hidden knives, and then try to 'innocently' point out it was no good to him like that. Or, he'd simply glare, shake his head, and walk off.

Teyla could pull it off, I'm sure.

Immediately, I felt a little anger and jealous flare up. A little! It wasn't right to feel that way, I knew. Teyla is a good woman. I think, I was just a little bit upset that John was more open to her, more willing to 'hang out', have movie nights, hell! He even sparred with her! He won't with me.

Is it because he doesn't think I could pull it off? I hadn't had much training in bantos fighting, but I was sure I could hold my own. The way I heard it, John was no Yoda at it, either. Or maybe he's worried about hurting me?

Being base commander had it's upsides, but it certainly also had it's down sides, too.

BEEP!

Jumping in surprise, I looked up at the door, seeing a single male shaped figure on the other side. Hitting a button on my data pad, I closed the diary entry I'd been working on. "Come in."

The door slid open to reveal John himself, looking lanky as usual, but dressed in a blue button down shirt and jeans that fit more snugly than his uniform pants. Not tight, by all means, but comfortable. "Hey." He greeted quietly, walking in.

Nice. "Hi." I couldn't shake how good he looked, dressed casually. His clothes fit him well, and it was like my mind was stuck looping on lanky. He really did pull it off, and pull it off well. "What's up?"

He shrugged, his long torso following the movement. "Just came to see what you're up to."

Quickly and discreetly pulling up some mission reports, it was my turn to shrug. "Just looking over reports." Oh come on, like I was really going to tell him I was thinking about how hot he'd look in leather.

Oops... There goes my mind again.

Trying to ignore the heat in my face, I raised an eyebrow as he gave me an almost incredulous look and shook his head. "Problem?"

John grinned, and nodded. "Yeah, you're working on your day off."

"I don't have much else to do at the moment." I pointed out. "Besides that game of solitaire I never finished."

"They still haven't figured out who keeps putting it on?"

I shook my head.

"Oh well." Stalking forward, he saved my non-existent work and shut off my data pad.

"John!"

"You!" He grabbed my arm and began hauling me towards the door. "Are coming to watch a movie with me and the others."

I grinned behind his back at the order in his tone. "But, I have work to do." I struggled half heartedly in his grasp, finding myself amazed at how strong he was. "John, really!" I wasn't really trying to get away, I was just... I don't know, playing at it?

He still didn't turn back. "Nope. No work. It's your day off." He almost dragged me down the steps.

Suddenly, I tripped. Crying out in surprise, I fell forward and watched in slow motion as John pivoted on the step and reached out. I was sure I'd hit the ground, but instead, found myself held captive in strong, long arms that were locked around my shoulders, keeping me pinned against his chest. My arms were wrapped around his waist and it really brought him what I was thinking about earlier. He felt solid, strong. I could even feel the muscles of his sides move as he carefully righted us both.

Reluctantly, I let go and pulled away, and... Was it my imagination, or did he seem reluctant to let me go, as well?

"Wow, that was close." He made a face and looked at the stairs before looking at me. "Elizabeth, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have dragged you, you could've been hurt."

Staring silently a moment, I raised an eyebrow. It was worth it. I wanted to slap myself as that traitorous thought flashed across my mind. "Uh, it's ok, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. It's not your fault."

He nodded and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"So, um, what movie did you have in mind?" I asked, taking a careful step down and thanking god everyone was off doing their own thing, and we didn't have an audience.

Grinning again, John began to describe this new comedy he'd gotten, but my mind was more on the uniforms again.

Leather, definitely looking into leather.

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Ok, when you've got guys like John, Ronon, Lorne and (self-admittedly, he's kinda cute) Rodney... I can see why they chose leather jackets later on. My only question?

WHAT THE HELL TOOK SO LONG?! (LOL)

Hope you like it.

R+R please.

Thank you

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