As an idea given to me by Rinoax, this one will deal with… (dun, dun, dunnnnnn!) BODY CONTACT! ;) LOL. I don't know how this will turn out, hopefully you'll like it.

Rinoax - It makes him look younger. I love his crazy hair, too. LOL Oh, don't worry, this chapter deals with sparring with John. ;)

Holly-Batali - Nope, but hey… When it gives John a reason to be around Elizabeth and be the center of her worry/amusement/sarcasm/affection, I'm not so sure he'd mind.

Charlie Blue - First up before I forget, I'm not sure if you got my PM, but I have your idea done and I've done a few more chapters for this story. I was actually watching an SG-1 episode last night with RDA in it, and yeah, he's got a look to him. It's almost elegant, or like he can pull off elegant, but at the same time he's playful or can be dangerous.

LOL Whenever I see that one piece sticking up, I can't help but think how cute it is. Gravity defying is definitely a good way to describe it. Just like sweaty John and RDA both sweaty and with sweaty hair?? ;) LOL

Sparklyshimmer2010 - I've done the suicidal tendencies, but the smarts one I'm not sure how to pronounce his smarts.

Thank you all for sticking with this and I'm glad you like the chapters. Sorry for the late update, I had my wisdom teeth out Monday, so I'm only now beginning to get back to feeling like me again after wards. Thanks for the ideas, I've gotten a few extra chapters written.

P.S. I even got a chapter idea out of it, so… :D

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Ok, so I know I'm no Teyla, but I can usually hold my own in a battle. Hello, I wouldn't be out here, otherwise! I don't use guns, I hate them. I know how, but I just hate them. I don't use knives, they're just as bad. I prefer martial arts, really. I learned when I was young, how to protect myself, and now more or less just do it as practice.

Still, it is nice to have someone to practice martial arts with. For a while I was in the training room alone, practicing against a punching bag, or just around the room. Then, one day, John walked in while I was training. I don't know why, but he stayed there, just watching me. He didn't look all that impressed, but he did look interested.

Still, I trained alone. I thought maybe he'd join me, just to 'show me a thing or two', or maybe just to join me, but he didn't. I kept training and practicing alone.

Then one day, Teyla came along and offered to train with me. It was nice training with her, but it felt awkward. For one thing, she could kick my ass without even trying. I was good, but she was in her own league. I didn't stand a chance. Not to mention we were both girls. I know it's not supposed to bother me, but body contact against a girl opponent was still awkward.

Maybe she said something to John. Maybe he caught us once, that I didn't know about. All I know was about a week later, he offered to train with me. Do you think I turned him down? Are you crazy?! This was my chance to see what John Sheppard was made of.

So here I am, standing in the training room in my baggy jogging pants and purple tank top. I put my hair back in a pony tail and waited patiently for John to show up. After a few moments of nothing, I checked my watch and realized he was ten minutes late. My mind panicked, thinking he was going to stand me up or back out, but just as I turned to leave the room, the door opened and he ran in.

"Sorry I'm late." He panted a little. "I had some reports to finish, kinda zoned out and lost track of the time."

At least he's honest. Raising an eyebrow, I folded my arms over my chest. "It's ok, if you're busy-"

"Nope." He grinned. "Finished them all."

"I hope you didn't just give everyone 'above average' again." I scolded playfully. "Or I might just need to make you redo them all."

He feigned shock and sighed dramatically. "Elizabeth!"

Smiling a little, I shook my head and turned, walking back across the room. Teyla mentioned training with Ronon when I asked her if I could take a rain check, and I don't know who to feel more sorry for, Ronon or Teyla. Once I was at the point I was heading for, I turned and rolled my shoulders, watching as John took his own position not far from me and did the same.

"Ok, I've been training with Ronon, so, uh…" He shrugged. "Go easy on me."

I stopped from lowering into a defensive position at that. I'd been sure he was going to say he'd go easy on me or something, I hadn't been expecting this. "'Go easy on you'?"

He nodded. "I'm still kinda bruised up from yesterday."

"Look, we can do this another time if you're not up to it."

He raised an eyebrow. "I said I'm a little bruised up, I never said I wasn't up to it."

Dropping down into a defensive position, I tilted my head a little and regarded him slowly. He looked ready, but he seemed to be favouring his right side a bit. "Ok, if you're sure." I ran forward and aimed a kick at his head, but he luckily managed to duck out of the way and took a step back. He countered with a punch aimed near my face, and I blocked it, kicking him in the inside of his lower left thigh and watching as he went down with a grunt. "Oh god, John! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?!"

He rubbed the inside of his thigh and gave me a look, before shaking his head. "No, I'm ok, but….uh, just….don't aim so high next time, ok?"

I nodded, realizing what he was getting at, and helped him up even as a blush crossed over my face. We took our positions again and this time I ended up knocking him over, but he took me with him. I couldn't find my balance on time, and ended up falling onto his chest as he landed on his back. Hearing him groan in pain and gasp, I pulled back and watched his face scrunched up as he wheezed. "John??"

"I'm ok… Just…Don't move." He gasped again.

I allowed myself a moment to realize I was pressed fully up against John, and noticed how warm he was. His chest was firm and almost hot against my own, but his stomach was a little softer. Not flabby, by all means, but not hard as a rock, either. I felt movement at his side, and moved my arm, feeling it brush against his, and realized he was holding his side.

Ignoring how my fingers tingled as they ran over his arms, and how his body seemed to shudder under my touch, I grasped his hand carefully and pulled myself up, off him. Stopping when I was kneeling.

…Or, more correctly, straddling his waist.

You know, I never noticed John had narrow hips, but it did suit his frame.

He was still wheezing as I carefully stood up and helped him up, and I stared at him in concern. "John, we can finish this later."

He shook his head and took a deep breath. "No, 's ok. Just a little bruising on the ribs."

Glaring at him a little, I raised an eyebrow. "And you're training in martial arts. Not smart, John."

"Can we just continue, please?" He almost whined.

Hesitating a moment, I sighed and took my position. This time, we ended up with our hands locked together, and I managed to slip a leg between his. Ignoring the way his legs felt on either side of mine, I swiped my foot into the back of his ankle, trying to trip him. Unfortunately, having my hands in a tight hold, he was more able to throw my balance off, and we both went over, this time with him on top of me.

Again, my mind went straight to his body pinned up against mine, and how powerful he felt. He pinned me down completely, our hands trapped between our bodies. My breath was knocked from my lungs, but it didn't so much hurt as just stun me. John, however, grunted and gasped again, lowering his head to rest against mine as he closed his eyes and took a deep, careful breath.

"Ok, that's enough, now." I stated, staring into his pained face. I noticed we were both getting sweaty from our workout, and flushed, feeling self-conscious with his closeness and my state. "Come on, I'll take you to the infirmary."

He shook his head and breathed deeply. "Nah, Carson just told me no heavy duty. I just need to take it easy."

Getting one of my hands free, I punched his shoulder lightly, and glared at him. "Light duty doesn't include working out, John." I left my hand on his shoulder as he continued laying there and frowned as he slowly opened his eyes. "Are you ok?"

He nodded as he took another deep breath and slowly leaned back, wincing a little as he braced himself on his arms. "Yeah, but I think you're right. That's enough for today."

Frowning a little, I helped John up and slowly stood up with him, taking a deep breath and noticing how cold the room seemed, without John on top of me. My eyes widened as those thoughts ran through my mind. Oh, wow. Bad thoughts. Ok, no, good thoughts but bad timing. Shaking my head a little, I brushed my bangs out of my face and took John's arm when he staggered a little. "Ok, come on, let's get you back to your room, then, if you're not gonna go back to the infirmary."

"Ok." He agreed easily, heading over to his stuff, while I went to mine. We got ourselves ready and I walked him out of the training room. "Well, that was a good workout. How about same time tomorrow?"

Glaring at him playfully, I nudged his arm. "I don't think so. Not until you're medically approved by Carson, for it. And I wanna hear it out of his mouth, personally." Smiling a little, I leaned into him and ruffled his hair, ignoring his playful 'Hey!' as he tried to straighten it. "Ask me after that, though." Giving him a smile, I finished taking him to his room and walked back to my own.

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Hope you like it.

I had a little trouble working through it, as I didn't have a strong muse for it, but I hope it turned out ok, anyways,

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Tenshi