A Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Part 5
Author: MacGateFan
Disclaimers in Part 1

John wanted to test a theory. Usually during the nights when he had trouble sleeping, he would be soothed by a comforting sound that lulled him into slumber.

At first, he just thought it was his imagination running away with him, but now that he was blind, he felt the sound all around him.

The sound wasn't deafening or frightening, completely the opposite. It was sweet and soft, almost like a babbling brook and wind flowing through trees.

John was a little nervous about talking to someone regarding this as he really believed the sound was Atlantis. He just knew that one mention of hearing those sounds would send him straight to Kate Heightmeyer's couch.

So, John laid quietly on his infirmary bed and waited for a few minutes, hoping that Atlantis would let him know when it was all clear and he could sneak away to find Elizabeth.

John was about to give up after 20 minutes of concentrating when he suddenly felt as if a force was helping him out of the bed. John complied, hoping this was Atlantis and not some ghostly entity.

Not that he believed in that sort of thing...

He walked much more gracefully than anyone else would in his situation. He was led to a transporter and hesitantly stepped into it. As he did, he realized that this was probably the stupidest idea he ever had.

No, make that the second stupidest because he didn't have a radio with him.

Elizabeth waited as patiently as possible in the chair room. Kavanagh was late and she was really pissed at the man because all she wanted to do was sit at John's bedside and hold his hand.

She had been avoiding him and she felt horrible about it. John needed all his friends near him so he could get through this ordeal that he was put into.

When Ronon and Teyla received their call about this, they were immediately ready to return, but a small storm had hit the Athosian settlement so they had to wait until morning. She could practically hear Ronon's unamused grunt.

Elizabeth knew Kavanagh was behind her before he said anything and turned to face him, weapon at the ready. He stared at her with an amused expression on his face. "What's so funny?" she growled.

"You, Dr. Weir. You can't tell me you're not ruled by your emotions. I saw Sheppard leaving your quarters earlier today. If you want to keep this little charade going on, that's fine, but I'm going to get a little respect around here first."

Elizabeth didn't know what to say. Kavanagh was blackmailing her! "You can't force people to respect you, Kavanagh, you have to earn it!"

"You will assign me as the chief science officer or I will go to Stargate Command and tell them what's going on."

Her hands shook as she held the foreign object. All she had to do was pull the trigger and Atlantis would be rid of this particular problem forever. After all, he did attempt to murder John, it's not like she wouldn't have a good reason.

Elizabeth was angry at herself for thinking that way. As much as she hated to admit it, Kavanagh was still a human being (although at times it was debatable).

They both turned when they heard footsteps. "Elizabeth?"

Damn it, Atlantis, he thought as he rubbed his nose, that was a door I just ran into! Why it didn't open was beyond him.

John tensed when heard voices coming just a few feet away. He felt along the wall until his hand pushed through an opening. The chair room echoed in his mind. She was in here, he could feel her.

"Elizabeth?"

"John?" she said, dropping the gun and rushing to his side. "What are you doing? Should you even be up?"

Kavanagh shook his head at the scene unfolding before him. This was getting out of hand and right now he hated the two people standing nearby so much. He slowly moved towards the gun that Elizabeth dropped and bent down to pick it up.

"There you are! I was wondering where you were. I missed you."

She smiled. "I missed you too. I'm sorry; I've been so busy trying figure out who did this to you..." Elizabeth trailed off when she realized Kavanagh was no longer behind her. "He's gone."

"Who?"

"Kavanagh. He was the one behind all this!"

John felt Atlantis whisper in his ear that someone was behind him. He turned towards Kavanagh and managed to deflect the gun just as it went off. He cursed when he felt it graze his knee cap and swiftly punched Kavanagh in the face.

Elizabeth's heart went into her throat when the gun discharged, sighing in relief when she saw John was still alive and Kavanagh appeared to be unconscious. She could tell he was in pain, though.

"John, are you all right?" she asked.

"Damn bullet nearly tore my knee cap off," he gasped out.

"I'll call Carson."

"He's going to kill me."

She smiled, helping him to floor. "Temporary insanity, John."

Before Elizabeth could call said physician, she heard his angry Scottish brogue over the airwaves. "I swear I'm going to lock him in a containment room when he gets back up here!"

"Nevermind," she told him, "he's going to kill you."