Legend

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Rinoax - LOL, yeah, I was trying to go for helpful to anyone he can help. Oh god, don't remind me about Lucious. He was such an idiot! :S

Charlie Blue - His kindess can be a curse in many ways. One is that it puts him in danger, when he's always trying to help and save people. Two, it can lead to him being betrayed easier, and it would hurt him worse. Three, if one he cares about gets hurt, or he fails to save someone, it's more painful to him. I think they both brush it off because it's embarrassment for them both, and it's who they both are. That might be why they get along so well.

Erin87 - He looks like quite the bad boy, can be a smartass, but is really quite nice. LOL He's one big contradiction.

Sparklyshimmer2010 - They're not all about physical qualities. I mean sure, John's a god, but he's got a wonderful personality, too. LOL.

Oh, before I forget, that story I was mentioning before is being posted. I'm up to updating the third chapter this week, and it's called Spirit Reaper if anyone wants to check it out.

This was inspired by the wisdom teeth removal I went through on November 10, 2008. And um, I have about 3 chapters left after this one. So any suggestions are welcome, and I'll see what I can do.

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Oh. My. God. I hurt.

Wincing, I put my head down on the desk, careful of my cheeks, and groaned a little as I mentally begged the Tylenol 3's to kick in. My head was pounding, I now literally knew what it felt like for a chipmunk, to stuff a lot in its cheeks, and I was a little dizzy.

Ow. Ow. Ow.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and held it before raising my head, and letting it out with a whoosh. My eyes were a little blurry, but blinking a couple of times, they cleared up to find John's somewhat amused face staring at me from the door to my room, which I hadn't even heard opening.

"Practicing to be a chipmunk?" He stated with a grin, his eyes staring fixatedly on my puffed up cheeks.

Narrowing my eyes dangerously at him, I leaned over and grabbed a computer tablet, turning it to the already open document and typing in large, bold letters. When I was done and suitably pleased, I turned the board towards him and watched as he sauntered in, absently swiping his hand over the control crystals to close my door.

No jokes, or you'll regret it. Seriously. I know a thousand places to hide a body in Atlantis!

He chuckled a little and raised his hands in defeat before helping himself to the edge of my bed. "Ok, ok. Sorry. Seriously, though, what happened?" His amused look faded and a concerned one took it's place. "Have you seen Carson?"

Shaking my head, I sighed and pointedly shook my head no at him.

He frowned and his eyes went to my cheeks. Before I even had time to register what he was doing, he was very gently running his hands over my cheeks and his eyes narrowed dangerously. His touches were feather light and despite how tender my cheeks were, they actually didn't hurt. "Did someone do this to you?"

I could hear the concern and anger in his voice and was unable to fight back the grin, groaning in pain and clutching my cheeks as it pulled at the stitches and felt beyond uncomfortable. It wasn't a sharp pain, but a dull ache lanced through my head. Oh, god! Don't make me laugh! Or smile! I thought as tears came to my eyes.

John jumped up, an alarmed look on his face. "Elizabeth?!" he carefully took my shoulders and called my named loudly, a few times.

Not so…. I slapped a hand over his mouth, effectively cutting off his shouting. Not so loud! Grabbing my computer, I erased the previous text and typed again. It took me a moment, as I was beginning to feel drowsy, not to mention, my eyes were still blurred with tears.

Not so loud, John! If you must know, yes someone did do this to me.

I watched as his eyes narrowed even more dangerously, and tapped on the screen to keep his attention on the rest of the text, before he got the wrong idea and went on a killing spree.

My dentist.

He paused and I watched him mouth the words to himself, a look of confusion coming over his face. Taking the computer, I erased the text again and typed again, turning it to show him the new message.

And yes, I could have talked, but I was advised against it, as it would only put me in even more pain and pull at my stitches.

Wisdom teeth removal. Got all for out.

He nodded as a look of realization came over his face. "You misspelled 'four'."

Glaring at him, I looked to the table and erased the text before slapping at his arm as he chuckled a little.

Sue me!

He laughed out right and I grinned, wincing and hissing as it pulled at my stitches again. I grabbed my face, not so much because it hurt, but it felt pretty damn odd and just not comfortable.

"Elizabeth?" His voice was quieter now and he very gently took my face in his hands, careful to avoid my puffed up cheeks. "Damn! Sorry. I didn't mean to make you laugh." he winced as he looked at me, his eyes filled with concern. "What're they giving you for pain killers?"

I turned and hesitantly pulled away from his grasp to grab the bottle, before tossing it to him.

"Tylenol 3's?! Oh come on, they could've done better than that!" He frowned and looked at me. "How long ago did you take one?"

Raising my eyebrow at his tone, I held up one finger.

"One hour?" At my nod, his frown remained. "How long ago did you get the surgery?"

I raised the other eyebrow as I'd only been to earth for the last two days. Grabbing the computer, I typed my answer on it and swiveled it for him to see.

"Yesterday?!" His tone was incredulous and he winced when I covered my ears and glared at him. "Sorry! Sorry!" He stood up and looked around the room before turning back to me. "And they put you back on duty so soon??"

I typed my answer and showed it to him.

The Wraith aren't gonna wait for me to get better, John, and I do have reports to finish.

He stared at the screen seemingly deep in though. His eyes turned distracted a moment before he shook his head. "No, not this time." Taking the computer from me, he put it on my bed side and reached out again, sliding one hand against my lower back and the other under my legs.

"John!" I protested out loud, wincing as it once again pulled at my stitches.

He carried me to and laid me out on my bed before grabbing a blanket and pulling it over me. "I might not be able to order you, but I'm sure I can get Carson to back me up on this. Elizabeth, you're officially off duty for the rest of the week."

I frowned at him and sat up, ignoring the way my vision swam. The rest of the week? That was five more days! I opened my mouth, and closed it again as he gave me his own glare.

"No. That's an order, and if I have to, I'll make it a medical order from Carson himself." His eyes softened and he brushed a lock of hair out of my face. "I had my wisdom teeth out as a kid, and trust me, it's no walk in the park, ok?" Getting up, he turned and walked to the door before turning back. He eyed my room and his eyes landed on a big comfy chair I had. Pursing his lips in thought, he walked over to my bed again and grabbed the computer tablet, opening a new page and typing on it for a few moments before walking over to the chair with it. Sitting down, he typed some more, before glancing up at me. "I'm emailing Carson about what's going on, and I'm gonna stay with you. Get some rest, I'll wake you up in a few hours to take your antibiotics and Tylenol, ok?"

Funny how it only just hit me he didn't have his ear piece in. I stared at him a moment, really touched by his thoughtfulness. Nodding a little, I managed a very small smile that didn't pull at my stitches, and laid back, covering myself with the blanket and closing my eyes. "Thank you, John." I whispered, not really sure if he heard me. Once I relaxed completely, I was out like a light and slept surprisingly well, knowing he was there to look out for me.

It always served to surprise me just how thoughtful John could be.

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Hope you like it.

Written November 11, 2008

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Thank you

Tenshi