Rinoax – I'm not sure how it'll turn out, but I'm working on it. Yeah, I love the connection John has to all the others, and how protective he can get. Yeah, I did notice when he lost his mind at Kolya's 'I killed her' attitude.

Charlie Blue – I like how versatile the voices are on them both. They can go higher or lower, but tend to be in between. And no matter what the sense, you can always tell how he feels via his voice. A blank face but deadly voice? Yeah, I love how he can pull that off. I love the name Elizabeth, as you can play with it a lot. Liz, Lizzy, Eliza, Liz'beth, Beth… Not to mention, the different tones he can take when calling her any nickname.

Sparklyshimmer2010 – LOL, I was fairly sure you meant John. LOL. Oh, god, I know! I love his voice when it's soft and emotional. I saw a rerun of Aurora (with the Taranins (can't spell it)) a few days ago, and when he ordered Rodney to get back to work, I noticed that was one of few times he really seemed to get upset, and it was REALLY jaw dropping. Powerful, makes you want to wince and worry he's really pissed, but at the same time, it sends a chill through you.

Because everyone else is lower in command. Teyla doesn't do nicknames, since she's Athosian and it would probably take years to get comfortable with the others and call them by their first name, let alone a nickname. Ronon tends to call people by their last name, but for Teyla. Rodney would be too worried about pissing her off and getting shipped back to Atlantis, or assigned some really unpleasant duties, and John… I don't think John relaxed enough to call her by her first name, for a while, and before they had a chance to get close enough to get past the borders of the regulations, she was gone. I am a little incredulous that Lucious was the only one to call her Liz, though, but then, it's Lucious. What else would you expect from him? LOL

Ok, here's the next chapter, and to recap, I'm getting very low on remaining chapters to post. So any ideas are welcome, and I'll definitely give them a shot.

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"He is probably the only one..." Pursing my lips, I sighed as John Sheppard walked past my office.

His face was set fairly seriously, making me believe he was on a mission of some sort. He wore his typical Atlantis uniform, only without the jacket, leaving him in a black t-shirt that did nothing to hide his body. Then there was his hair. His always unruly hair.

How does that man always do that?

How could he always make simple things look so good?

I wasn't the only one that thought so, if the dreamy look on Lieutenant Piersons' face was any indication, as he stomped by her. She seemed to say something, but he didn't even pause or show any sign of hearing her.

Turning back to my roster, I couldn't hide the satisfied grin. It was wrong of me, to get pleasure from that, but there it was.

"Elizabeth."

Looking up at the doorway, I watched as Teyla strolled into my office with a smile.

"How are you?"

Part of me, the jealous part, wanted to tell her I was busy, but mentally scolding myself for that, I put the roster down and smiled. "I'm alright, and you?"

She nodded. "I am alright. I was just about to meet the Colonel for a sparring session and wanted to know if I could schedule one in for you, as well? I was made to understand you were looking into more non-lethal fighting styles."

Who said...?

Blinking for a moment, I nodded. "Sure, I'd love that." My mind went to John practicing bantos and how by the end of it, his hair would be glued to his forehead with sweat. Sure, he'd still have the occasional spike, but the majority of his gravity-defying hair would be soaked and hanging in his face.

Then it went on to how his entire body would be sweaty. How he'd look, how he'd sound gasping for breath, how he'd feel, if I was the one pinning him to the ground...

"I have time today, if you are interested."

Blinking out of my thoughts, I tried to ignore the heat in my face as I gave it a thought. "What time?"

"Directly after my sparring session with John, perhaps? About an hour from now?"

Thinking it over, I decided, if I got there early, I could have a few moment to watch him fighting. It was definitely a tempting thought.

Then, a young man came into the room with a salute and nod. "Ma'am, the mission reports are ready."

Oh. That was right. I'd requested some mission reports from an off world expedition led by Major Lorne. Hm, read mission reports, or watch John spar, followed by very likely painful sparring on my own behalf. "They'll have to wait." I stated, seeing Teyla about to open her mouth. "I'll be busy for a little while." Turning to Teyla I nodded. "I'll be there."

She looked at me a long moment before smiling with a slightly knowing look and nodding, turning and heading out of the room. The young marine remained in the doorway, and I realized he looked like a child-like version of John, only his hair was ten times more gravity defying. Looking at him a moment, I barely managed to bite back the urge to laugh and waved him off. Nope, doesn't look good on him. I decided.

It wasn't too long later that I found myself in the training room. Teyla and John were doing pretty well, and I watched as he pivoted, spun, ducked, swung, dodged, swung, ducked and pivoted. He was really good, and his hair... Well, it didn't move in the slightest whenever he did. His face was streaked with sweat, and he panted as Teyla managed to score yet another hit on his side, and he winced, giving her a look that stated he was silently complaining about her hitting him at all.

Then his eyes landed on me.

"Elizabeth?" He seemed confused to find me here, in jogging pants and a tank top. "Is everything ok?"

Raising an eyebrow to Teyla, who grinned and shrugged, I stared at him and folded my arms over my chest. "What? Is it suddenly against the law for the base commander to get sparring tips?"

He stared for a moment before running a hand through his hair. Beads of sweat dripped down the back of his hand, and when he was done, his hair was messier than before, but again, this was John. He still managed to make it look good. "Uh, I didn't say that. Sparring?"

"I will be giving Elizabeth her first lesson after I am done with your lesson." Teyla informed him from her position on the mat.

"Really? I'd love to stick around and watch." Now he was grinning, an almost undecipherable look in his eyes.

What was he grinning about? "Well, Colonel..." I made sure to slip a warning in my tone, despite I wasn't really all that against it. "After you're done here, you still have evaluations to do, so unfortunately, it doesn't look like today will work." Now I allowed myself a grin.

Pouting, John sighed and shook his head, a few random sweat droplets falling from his hair and landing on his shirt. Handing me the bantos sticks as he walked over, he ran both his hands through his hair, which made me wonder if he considered that an equivalent of a brushing.

Of course, it was sticking up in all directions, but he took a towel to it after toweling off his face, and it calmed it down a little, almost bringing it back to it's normally messy state.

Grinning with a shake of my head as I turned to Teyla and bowed, I decided I really couldn't see him with tame hair. It just wouldn't be 'John'.

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