Just Married

Summary: It was supposed to be just your average alien celebration… only by morning John Sheppard will be waking up a married man to none other than Doctor Elizabeth Weir.

A/N: Simon and Elizabeth spend some time together and John is getting jealous, and things only get worse…. I made this especially long, so enjoy! ;)

Part Eleven "The Green Eyed Colonel"

"What do you mean we can't go home?!" Jack yelled, looking into the camera.

"I'm sorry Jack, but we have a situation here," General Hank Landry responded.

"It's the SGC, Hank! There's always a situation!"

"Jack, I have been ordered to restrict gate travel to and from Earth. I have Colonel Carter working on the problem and she believes it shouldn't take much longer for her to come up with something, but until then there is nothing I can do-"

"Oh come on! It's Sunday! It's the season premiere of The Simpsons for cryin' out loud!" Jack whined. Elizabeth raised her eyes in wonder; she'd never seen the General whine before.

"Jack, stay put, we'll contact you just as soon as everything's under control. Relax Jack! I'm sure Mitchell will be more than happy to tape your show! Landry out!"

Jack sat back in the chair, sighing. "Crap… Daniel is sooo dead when I get back," he muttered folding his arms in defeat.

Elizabeth smiled, looking over at Chuck. "Chuck, could you please arrange a room for the General to stay… he may be here away."

"Is there something wrong ma'am?" Chuck asked worried.

Elizabeth turned to look at Jack. "Oh you know… the usual. SG-1… and by SG-1 I mean Doctor Jackson."

Chuck smiled at that. "In that case… I'll make it a room with a view."

Elizabeth grinned. "You do that."

It'd been a long day, especially with Woolsey breathing down her back about his arrangements. She had to give it to Chuck; he knew Elizabeth's feelings when it came to Woolsey, so she wasn't exactly surprised when his room turned out to be the size of a minivan and just 'happened' to be located near the place where they put all their garbage to be taken care of. "Look, Mr. Woolsey, you aren't going to be staying here forever, it's just until the SGC can take care of things."

"Doctor Weir, how am I going to finish my report in a room that was not only just recently flooded, but is currently next to a garbage dump?!"

"If that's what Chuck gave you, it means that's all we COULD give you."

"Then why is it General O'Neill is practically staying in a suite?! A beautiful view of the ocean? A nice large space? This is the city of Atlantis, there must be something better!"

Elizabeth sighed. "Fine, I will get someone on it as soon as possible, but for now… I have a city to run, thank you!" Elizabeth got up and left her office. Really, she'd already caught up on everything, and she really didn't have anything to do at the moment, but she wasn't about to tell Woolsey that. The busier she looked, the more at peace she could be, and the less she'd see of Woolsey… or anyone else for that matter.

The fact was she felt terrible. She had a pounding headache thanks to breaking her and John's shared link. It was nice to have her own thoughts again, but pain made it impossible for her to relax. She was on edge, she was tired, and sometimes she was sure she would go mad if it continued. The worst was the withdraw. Ever since they'd broken the meld, she'd been getting these… urges, urges to be as close to John Sheppard as humanly possible. It was as if he were a drug, and she just couldn't quit him completely. The link might have been gone, but the after affects were killing her. She'd been doing her best to act normal, but she knew if things continued she wouldn't be able to do it much longer.

"Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth sighed, turning around. "Simon? It's rather late isn't it?"

"I… wanted to see how you were doing," Simon explained. "You look worn out."

Elizabeth tried to look grateful, but she knew he'd see through it, he always did. They may not have been soul-mates, but they had been in a relationship for a very long time. "I'm fine, Simon."

Simon nodded, grabbing her arm before she could pass him. "You know… you don't always have to be so strong."

Elizabeth shook her head. "That's where you're wrong Simon," she replied, walking away.

Simon frowned, about to stop her when Elizabeth reached for the wall, a wave of dizziness throwing her off balance. "Elizabeth? Elizabeth!" Simon shouted, running toward her as she rubbed her head.

"I'm okay… I… I'm just a little dizzy."

"You are NOT okay! Let me take you to the infirmary, something's wrong."

Simon grabbed her, ready to pick her up.

"Simon! Stop, I'm fine!" Elizabeth protested, moving away from him.

"Fine?! Are you kidding me?! Elizabeth you almost collapsed! It doesn't take a Doctor to know that's a BAD thing. You need to be in the infirmary."

Elizabeth sighed, opening her eyes once the dizziness subsided. "What I NEED is some rest. I'll be fine," she assured him. Elizabeth closed her eyes once more. She wasn't sure why, but as soon as her eyes closed she could see John's face as he collapsed to the floor. What the heck? What was that? And just as the vision faded, so did everything else.

"Elizabeth!"

"Hey! Sheppard, you okay?" Ronan asked, as John collapsed to the floor, his skin growing pale.

"Yeah… I'm okay… just give me a sec."

"Sheppard? What's wrong?"

"Just a little dizzy… that's all. I've a pounding headache all day. Must be an after affect of the link."

"Maybe we should get you to the infirmary."

"No… no I'll be fine… just give me a minute."

"I thought you just needed a sec?" Ronan shot back, folding his arms.

"Second, minute… who cares, it'll pass," John said through gritted teeth. When things stopped spinning John grabbed Ronan's shoulder and with his help got to his feet. "Thanks."

"Sheppard, maybe we should go to the infirmary, if it had something to do with the link it might be a good idea to get checked out. We don't even know what happened to you two back on that planet.

"Elizabeth?"

Ronan frowned, confused as John's eyes fell shut and he fell to the ground. "Sheppard! Gah!" Ronan pulled him up and over his shoulder, running down the catwalk and towards the transporter to take them down to the infirmary.

"I was not being stubborn," he heard as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Yes, Elizabeth, you were! You've been this way since we met."

"I have not!"

John turned to see Elizabeth sitting up in a cot nearby him; Doctor Simon Wallace was sitting down on her bed, checking her vitals. "What about the time when you and I went to Colorado?"

"What about it?"

"You passed out four times!"

"And?"

Simon raised an eyebrow at her. "You refused to go see a Doctor, and you wouldn't let me check on you… then you threw up on my boss."

"I was fine, Simon."

"You had altitude sickness! They gave you an oxygen machine! You were on it for five days! The Doctor said he'd never seen someone so badly affected!"

"That doesn't mean I'm stubborn."

Simon rolled his eyes, smiling at her. "See? You're even stubborn about admitting that you're stubborn," he teased, shaking his head as he got out of the bed.

Elizabeth smiled in amusement, watching him leave.

John wasn't quite as amused….

"So what's the news, Doc? They gonna live?" O'Neill asked as he walked into sickbay, smiling at Elizabeth and John. Sheppard tried to smile back, but the fact was his heart wasn't really in it. He still had a bad headache and it was driving him nuts. Not to mention the fact that Simon Wallace had been seen flirting a couple days ago with the woman he loved, and she hadn't at all seemed to even notice it! For days as they recovered he'd watched Simon run to her bedside to check on her, while he'd been stuck with a nurse that had been hitting on him since they'd packed up and moved to Atlantis. He couldn't even enjoy it! All he'd done was watch Simon care for her, and he was pissed, pissed at her for not telling Simon off when he'd flirt, and pissed at him for even THINKING Elizabeth would run right back to the man after what he'd done to her!

Doctor Wallace smiled, walking over to the General. "I've been watching them pretty closely for the past few days, and I believe they should be fine. It more than likely was an after affect of their broken link. The link seems to be degrading, but there is still a residual connection similar to feeling a limb after it's been cut off. It's really quite amazing. Either way we won't know for sure what's going on until Colonel Caldwell returns to the planet where all this happened to finalize everything. But whatever connection they do have, it's far too weak now, they should be just. I'm releasing them."

"Hate to break it to you Doc, but you just wasted a perfectly good explanation," O'Neill told him before turning to Elizabeth and John. "So Doctor Weir, want your city back?"

Elizabeth smiled. "Sure… I guess I'll take it."

"Excellent!" he said in his best imitation of Mr. Burns. John normally found amusement in it, but not this time.

Elizabeth shook her head before turning to Doctor Wallace. "I promise I'll check in every morning," she assured him.

Simon nodded. "Just don't forget, I don't want to have to hunt you down," he teased. "You know how stubborn you can be!"

Elizabeth laughed, walking out of the infirmary along with General O'Neill.

John rolled his eyes, heading toward the exit, he was itching to get the heck away from the infirmary before he truly went nuts.

"That goes double for you, Colonel! Keller warned me about you," Wallace joked. "Every morning before breakfast I want you here so I can check you out and make for sure certain that everything's fine."

"Got it! Bright and early!" John yelled back as he rushed out of the infirmary.

"Hey," Elizabeth greeted when she watched John walk past her. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" she asked.

John stopped, turning around, giving both her and General O'Neill an awkward look. He immediately calmed himself, pushing back any anger or jealousy to the back of his mind. "Nowhere… you?"

Elizabeth frowned. "The General and I were just about to have some lunch… care to join us?" She had a hopeful look on her face, but John didn't care.

"No thanks, some other time," he told her coldly before turning and walking away.

Elizabeth tried not to look hurt as she looked over at O'Neill. "Shall we?" she asked.

Jack just smiled. "That depends… is blue jello on the menu for dessert?"

"No, why? Do you like it?"

"Nope, can't stand the stuff… Carter tried to get me into it, but it never was my favorite… now cake! I love cake!"

Elizabeth smiled, knowing exactly what the General was doing as they headed toward the cafeteria. "Good, we always make sure there's cake," Elizabeth assured him.

"Keep that up and I may just decide to stay," he joked.

"Whatever you say, General," she said with a laugh.

He wasn't sure why he'd gone there, but it'd been just what he needed. His first choice would have been sparing, but that really wouldn't have worked. Teyla was a firm believer in talking things out, and John knew it would only take her seconds to see something was wrong. Ronan wasn't much for talking, but he had other ways… plus there was the fact that Ronan would be doing more hitting than John if they were to spar. Nope, golf definitely worked. Smacking around a ball for a couple hours was exactly what he needed… especially when he could imagine that ball was Simon Wallace.

John whacked the ball as hard as he could, watching it fly.

"Nice," came a voice from behind that could only have come from the General.

John turned back to look at the General, giving him a salute.

"Relax, before you snap…" O'Neill told him.

John took it as the permission it obviously was and turned back to look at the ocean.

"You know… Doctor Weir was pretty worried after you shut her down like that."

"I wasn't really in the mood for lunch, sir." John took another swing at the next ball which flew into the sky as the others had.

Jack watched the ball, taking a few more steps toward Sheppard. "I can see that. Either way… maybe you should have a little talk with her… you know… assure her that you're okay and all."

John lined up the next ball and watched it sore. "Maybe later."

O'Neill smiled, grabbing a club of his own. "I'm more of a hockey man myself… but I do love golf. I hold one of the best records in distance on this Earth…."

John stopped, finally looking back at General O'Neill. "Really?" He doubted it…. "How far?"

"Oh… a couple light years from Earth… I think Teal'c said several billion actually."

John raised an eyebrow at that.

"Okay… the Stargate may have helped."

"And how exactly did you pull that off sir?" Now John was curious….

"Time loops… they can drive you nuts, but Teal'c and I made sure to take full advantage of the situation."

John frowned. He'd read the file, but the General had obviously left out the golfing. "I see…."

Jack cleared his throat, putting the golf club back down. "Look, believe me when I say there's plenty I'd rather be doing right about now, but the fact is I'm not blind. And believe me… I've been there. That's why I'm here."

"Sir?"

O'Neill rolled his eyes. "I may not be a genius, but I do have eyes. I know you and Doctor Weir left out some things from that report."

Crap! "Sir, I can assure you we didn't-"

"I know more went on, Colonel, it's no use lying about it. It's not like I'm about to run back home and tell the world!"

John sighed inwardly in relief. "Uh… thank you sir… and I don't want to sound ungrateful about that, but… why not?"

"Let's just say… I've been there."

"I don't remember reading a report where you and someone else were given the ability to read each other's mind only to be completely stripped of any secret you ever had…."

"Don't be so quick to think so, Sheppard. It's true, no one read my mind… but that doesn't mean things I'd been keeping secret weren't forced out. In my case it had to do with the To'kra… and I was forced to tell the woman myself or be drugged into a coma for the rest of my life."

John looked at the General in surprise.

Jack frowned. "Look, all I'm saying is… just because there's something… or someone in the way, doesn't exactly mean you give up. It's obvious she cares, instead of being an ass why don't you actually talk to her? You might just be surprised at what you find."

John smiled. "Been there too?"

Jack winced. "More than once in fact… the last time she almost got married."

General O'Neill may like to pretend he was an idiot, but he obviously wasn't. Sheppard just hadn't realized that until now. "Thanks… sir."

O'Neill just shrugged. "When you get to be my age… you learn a thing or two," Jack said before walking away. "Just don't... spread it around!" he shouted.

John smiled. "I won't sir!"

"You okay?" Simon asked as she walked into the infirmary as promised. It was earlier than planned, but the fact was she hadn't slept well.

Elizabeth smiled. "I'm okay… just tired."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not really," she told him.

Simon frowned, looking away.

"Sorry… it's just… it's kind of personal. I'm worried about someone… a friend."

"And would this friend happen to be an Air Force Colonel with very wild hair and zero love for the infirmary?"

Elizabeth smiled. "Is it that obvious?"

Simon just smiled back. "You know, one of these days you'll remember just how well I know you after the years we spent together."

"He kind of blew me off yesterday… he seemed a little distant and I have no idea why."

"I'm sure he'll come around… and even if he doesn't… I can always poke him with the big needle next time we have to take blood," Wallace offered.

Elizabeth laughed, feeling a little better.

He was going to talk to her. General O'Neill was right… he needed to talk to her. John rushed through the halls toward the infirmary. She hadn't been in her room or the office… sure it was rather early to be doing it, but he wanted to get it off his chest… about all of it… and especially about Simon. As soon as he reached the door he opened it and prepared to walk through when he froze at the sight he witnessed. The woman he loved… Doctor Elizabeth Weir was hugging Doctor Simon Wallace, ex-boyfriend/ ex-fiancé. John immediately turned back around. So much for that… he was already too late.

TBC….