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"Carson, are you finally ready?" Rodney whined. "Ellis is doing us a favor here. Not to mention saving us time and all the money we'd have to spend on airfare."
"I'm ready, I'm ready!" Carson huffed as he walked into the front hall where the others were all waiting.
"John, it was great seeing you. We'll see you again on Friday. Hopefully I'll be a wee bit richer if I can get me boy here to perform well enough."
Ronon grunted, "Throw a bunch of logs around, no problem."
"You sure you want to go, Chewie?" John asked. "You can always stay here with us."
"Yeah, I'm sure. You're in rehab most of the day. You know I can't stand sitting around that long. I need some action."
Ronon moved in closer and grabbed John's hand. "Besides," he lowered his voice and looked over at Teyla, "you got things you need to take care of."
John gave a lopsided grin and said goodbye to Carson and Rodney. "Tell Jeannie I said hi. Madison and Caleb, too. And try not to eat too much tofu, it makes you grouchy."
Teyla, Dave and Julia also said their goodbyes and Rodney signaled to the Apollo that they were ready to go. Julia gasped as they disappeared in a flash of light even though she had been warned what would happen. She shook her head then finally seemed to get a hold of herself.
"You ready to go, John?"
John picked up his small gym bag and leaned on his cane as he headed for the door.
"You sure you don't want me to drop him off on my way?" Dave asked as he approached the SUV.
Julia, Teyla and John moved toward the Volvo. "We're fine," Julia insisted. "The stores don't open until at least nine so Teyla and I can drop John off, have a nice leisurely cup of tea and then … SHOP!"
Dave and John groaned in synchronization.
At the rehab center, John got out of the vehicle as Julia promised, "We'll be back at two to get you."
John waved them off and hobbled up the walk toward the building.
Julia looked at Teyla and smirked. "We are going to find you something that will make that man finally put the moves on you."
Teyla smiled her appreciation but still remembered the feel of John's lips on her neck. John may be slow but she knew he was also persistent.
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John headed past reception and went straight to the gym. Lisa was already there, like she always was. John knew she had very little to do now that he was closer to the end of his therapy but he had insisted Dave keep her on. Her hours had been cut since he was usually gone by two each day but he hoped it was still enough to pay off her son's braces.
He walked over and sat on the desk she used, so she could check his vitals like she did every day.
"Good morning, Colonel!" she greeted then noticed the cut on his lip and the bruise on his face. "What happened to you?"
John smirked, "A little too much birthday Saturday night."
She put her fingers on his wrist and gave him a skeptical look. "With your team, you mean? One of them did this?"
"No," John denied then his eyes twinkled with mischief. "We got into a brawl with an unsavory gang who wanted our pool table even though we weren't done with it yet."
Lisa gave him a not-so-patient look. "Do I even dare ask what shape this gang was in when you were done?"
"Definitely worse than us. The one I tangled with is nursing a broken hand."
"For good reason, I'm sure."
John's eyes grew dark as he remembered. "He put it on Teyla."
Lisa's eyes lit with understanding. "Where's your team now?"
"They left this morning to visit some family. They'll be back Friday."
Lisa was confused. "Teyla's not from around here, though."
John shook his head quietly. "No, she's with Julia today. They went shopping. She's going to be corrupted, I know it."
"Maybe not," Lisa appeased. "Will we see her at all this week?"
"Yeah, She'll be back to pick me up today and she plans on coming in with me the rest of the week. She's hoping to pick up some pointers to share with her people who have had similar injuries."
"Not a lot of doctors and hospitals nearby?" Lisa asked.
John's crooked grin matched his lowered eyebrow. "Her people don't even have electricity or running water. We just finally got them using an irrigation system for their crops."
Lisa seemed taken aback. She would never have imagined the beautiful, poised woman she'd met several months ago came from a situation like the Colonel described.
She folded up the BP cuff and announced, "You're all set, Colonel. Vitals are great! Where do you want to start?"
They began their typical routine with John stretching first then moving on to the weight equipment. He was already dripping with sweat by the time Josh was ready for him.
The PT chuckled when he saw John. "I don't know why you still need me, Colonel. You seem perfectly capable of doing this all by yourself."
John scowled, "The problem is the legs aren't doing what they're supposed to yet, especially this damned right leg."
Josh moved closer to John and said, "Then let's get working on it!"
The next hour and a half Josh pushed John incredibly hard, or maybe John pushed himself and gave Josh all the credit. Either way, John was feeling a little steadier on his feet. Part of it might have been due to the sturdy knee brace Josh had suggested and provided for him.
At noontime he grabbed a sandwich and spent an hour with Dr. Lambert. He still hated the idea of therapy but was starting to realize that vocalizing his thoughts and fears sometimes helped put things in perspective.
But the great thing for John was that Lambert had no outside connection to him in any way. He had no connection to Dave, no obligation to the Military or so he said, and no personal knowledge of anyone on Atlantis. John felt safe talking to him, knowing the only place he'd ever see this guy was here at rehab.
That was one of the reasons he'd never spent any time with the therapist in Atlantis. First, back then he would have shot himself in the head before spilling his guts to someone else. Second, he hated the idea of someone walking around the city with intimate knowledge of his mind, analyzing everything he said or did.
He didn't have to worry about that with Lambert. The man never pushed John to talk about anything he didn't want to talk about. And the less he pushed, the more John was willing to give.
They spent most of this session with John regaling the doctor with the tales of how he'd spent his fortieth birthday in jail. Lambert of course looked for underlying reasons but John knew that sometime stuff just happens. Lambert laughed and had to reluctantly agree.
After an hour in the pool with Kristy and a very short stint in the Jacuzzi, John made his way outside, as always with Lisa accompanying him. She said she felt like she was at least earning a little bit of her pay.
When the Volvo pulled up at the curb, Teyla got out, a huge smile beaming across her face. "John! We had a wonderful day today! Julia said our trip was a great success."
"I'm glad!" John replied then peeked in the back at the amount of bags and boxes stacked there.
His eyes grew wide and his faced twisted. "Holy cow! D'you leave anything left in the stores?"
Julia got out and leaned on top of the car to look across at John. "Yes, we did," she snapped back sarcastically.
John looked in the back again and said, "I couldn't possibly have given you enough money for all that, unless most of it's yours, Julia."
"Some of it's mine but you don't have to worry about the money."
John was about to argue again when Julia bubbled, "Hi Lisa! How are you today? How are the boys? Ready for summer vacation?"
"They're great, thanks, Julia."
Teyla took her eyes off John long enough to greet the woman. "It is lovely to see you again, Lisa. Thank you for the faithful care you have provided for John."
Lisa nodded, "It's nice to see you again, too, Teyla. And it's always a pleasure working with the Colonel. I know he's been looking forward to your visit for a while. He misses you."
"Stop!" John snorted and made a face. "You're gonna make her think she's special or something."
Lisa was taken aback at this statement until she saw the mischievous looks in both Sheppard's and Teyla's eyes. Julia just shook her head with a laugh and got back in the car. Teyla opened the back door for John and said goodbye to Lisa.
"I will be here tomorrow. Perhaps you could point out this pleasant Colonel that you work with. I would be most interested in meeting him."
John tried to hide his laughter as he closed the door behind him. Teyla took a deep breath and managed to quell her chuckle but a smile still popped onto her face.
Teyla bowed her head once more and Lisa softly suggested, "Enjoy him while you're here."
Teyla closed the car door and looked out the window. "I shall."
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Dave walked into the kitchen to see Josie and Julia staring out the slider window.
"What's so interesting out there?"
Josie just smiled and moved to the sink but Dave could see her eyes flick in the direction of the window in front of her. Julia reached for his hand and gave him a quick kiss.
"John and Teyla have been out there sparring for almost forty minutes now. It's the most amazing thing I've ever seen. If it weren't for the fact that they're hitting each other with sticks, I'd say it's beautiful."
Dave's eyes followed hers and watched as the two people out on the grass moved in perfect rhythm with each other.
He gave a little chuckle and when Julia eyed him, offered, "John made a comment about Teyla's sparring outfit one time. I don't think he meant to say it out loud."
"What did he say?"
"He said it was so worth getting his ass kicked to see her all hot and sweaty in that thing." He chuckled again and said, "I can see why."
Julia elbowed him in the mid-section and commented, "You'd better not be seeing too much, sweetheart."
He pulled Julia into his arms and nuzzled her neck as he continued to watch.
"What's John got on his leg?" Dave asked as he noticed a band of black poking out of the cargo shorts his brother had on.
"Josh gave him a knee brace to wear. John seems to think it helps somewhat. He does appear a little sturdier on his feet, although he's still spent a good deal of the sparring time on his back."
She had barely spoken the words when they saw John start to fall. Teyla moved toward him but their legs somehow got tangled and they both ended up going down.
Dave held his breath for a moment wondering if they were okay. He saw John push himself up on his elbows and look down at Teyla who had cushioned his fall. From here, Dave couldn't exactly tell what was going on but neither one of them was making any move to get up.
He started to wonder if one of them was injured when he saw John's head lower again, this time to align his lips perfectly with Teyla's.
A slow smile formed on Dave's face as he whispered, "Priorities."
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John braced for impact a second before he touched the ground. He'd put out his hands to try and keep all his weight from landing on Teyla. He wasn't sure how successful he'd been. He pushed himself up on his elbows and shook his head to clear it.
Teyla was lying under him, her hands by her head, her hair spread out around her. His breath stopped for a moment, frozen by the impact of her beauty. Her eyes drifted up to his and he could see her pupils dilate and her chest rise when they registered his proximity. He was lost in those eyes and knew of only one remedy to help him find his way.
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Teyla opened her eyes as John's weight eased slightly from her chest. Her concern for his well being died in her throat when she saw the intense green gaze consuming her. He made no effort to lift his weight any further off her but she had no complaints. Her skin tingled with awareness and pleasure where his met hers.
She looked deeply into his eyes hoping to hold them and communicate her needs and desires, knowing from experience he was more likely to apologize and move quickly away. Physical closeness was not something John Sheppard felt comfortable with. Or at least he hadn't before his injury. Teyla had seen much change in him since he had been here on Earth.
John's breaths were shaky but his eyes never left hers. As they moved closer, Teyla's gaze moved to John's well formed lips that continued to descend until they were but a whisper away from hers. Their breaths mingled playfully and her lips parted unknowingly. As those soft lips lightly touched hers, Teyla's eyes fluttered closed.
They opened again when they felt the presence of his lips move away. Her tongue peaked out to wet the spot he'd just vacated. She saw John's tongue mimic hers then lower and skim across her bottom lip. Her own breath grew ragged as sensations and longings grew within her.
John's tongue continued its path onto her upper lip, slowly in a sweet agony of pleasure. His tongue disappeared and he closed his lips over hers, opening them again and closing them softly in rhythm. Teyla found her lips moving in the same pattern, seeking his out whenever they retreated slightly.
John continued to gently skim his lips over hers like a soft summer breeze. When his lips stopped moving Teyla's eyes opened again to see desire radiating from his eyes. Her eyes widened in panic as she felt his body shift but her relief was immense when she felt his hands intertwining with hers. She held tightly to them, not wishing to break this bond that she felt beginning to grow between them.
She needn't have worried. John closed his eyes, inhaling deeply of her scent, then lowered his lips to hers once more. They danced along the outline of them then whispered back to the middle. A soft moan escaped from her throat and once again John's tongue darted out to trace her lips, this time venturing a bit further and sneaking in to tempt Teyla's to come out and play.
She squeezed John's hands as the tip of her tongue greeted his. They shyly made introductions and danced in a circle around each other until familiarity allowed for more ardent sport. Thrusts and parries were exchanged until John's lips closed firmly around hers and his breathing became even heavier.
His tongue withdrew and his lips ghosted away to float across her cheek. His nose tickled her ear, moved up her face, along her forehead then rested on her nose, his forehead touching hers.
It took several moments before his breathing eased enough to exhale, "Teyla."
Teyla's breathing was as ragged as John's so she made no attempt to speak. She was not sure what she would say if she possessed the capability.
John lifted his head fractionally so he could see her face and gauge her reaction. He was hoping it was different than the startled expression she'd worn the first time. Relief flowed through him when he saw desire in her eyes and a tiny smile touch her lips.
He pushed against her hands and sat up, pulling her with him. Legs rearranged and crossed and with fingers still intertwined, they faced each other.
"I hope that was better than the first one we had," John whispered.
Teyla released one hand to caress his cheek. "I did not dislike the first one," she confessed, "however, I believe … I hope … this one will result in more long term pleasure."
John's eyebrow rose at her revelation but he decided to stay focused on the present.
"You think we could make this a more regular thing?" he suggested. "More regular than once every four years."
"Perhaps," Teyla grinned impishly. "Would every two years be acceptable?"
John groaned, "I was kind of hoping you would go for something just a little more frequent."
"More frequent?" Teyla teased. "I suppose it is possible." She pursed her lips and looked thoughtful. "I would be willing to compromise and accept every … hour?"
A huge grin split John's face. "I think I can live with that. Do we start as of now or can we make them retroactive?"
Teyla appeared confused. "Retroactive?"
John's face moved in close to hers. "It just means we make up for all the ones we've missed."
Teyla's eyes sparkled. "I think I would enjoy that, however …"
John looked suspicious. "However?"
"However," Teyla continued, "It would leave us no time for other things, like eating and sleeping."
John's hand moved up to brush Teyla's hair aside. "I think I could live with that."
His mouth found hers again and his hand slipped into her hair. Teyla reciprocated and pushed her hands into John's unruly locks.
When her lips were free again, she confessed, "I have long since desired to do this." Her hands moved to the top of his head where the cowlicks stood at attention. "It is much softer than I imagined."
John allowed her to slide her fingers through his hair while he occupied himself with gliding his fingers from her wrist to the shoulder. "You have the most amazing skin, you know that?" John complimented.
He could just sit here gazing at Teyla all day. He was still having a hard time believing that he'd just kissed the daylights out of her … and she seemed to like it. For so long he desired her from afar and had needed to keep a tighter control so no one else would ever guess how he felt about her.
Right here, right now, there were no consequences. His hand moved to her cheek again and he knew he would enjoy it as long as he could.
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Dave moved through the kitchen and noted that Julia was still standing at the glass door.
"You still watching them make out? That's called voyeurism, you know."
Julia looked in his direction and he noted the moisture in her eyes. He swiftly moved to her side and requested, "What's wrong?"
She patted his arm and reassured him, "Nothing's wrong. It's very right. And they stopped making out a while ago."
Dave now noticed that John and Teyla were just sitting on the grass facing each other. "So why are you crying?"
"Just look at them," Julia insisted and slipped her arm through David's. "They've just been sitting there staring at each other for a while now. It's like they're totally unaware that the rest of the world even exists."
Dave still didn't understand why she'd had tears in her eyes but then there were a lot of things he figured he'd never understand about women.
Julia seemed to sense his confusion and continued, "Your brother has been miserable and depressed since he got here, okay not every second but much of the time. Looking at him now, knowing how much he cares about Teyla and knowing that she returns those feelings, I'm just so overwhelmed with relief and joy that he and Teyla are finally going to get what they want."
She looked up at her fiancé. "I've come to love John very much and he looks so sad most of the time. He does a great job trying to hide it but sometimes when he thinks no one is around … it's very obvious. And it breaks my heart."
David pulled Julia into his arms and concluded, "You are such a good woman and I am so lucky to have you!"
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"Hmm," Lisa mumbled as she took the Colonel's pulse first thing in the morning. He and Teyla had arrived a few minutes ago and he'd plunked himself on her desk like he always did while Teyla meandered slowly behind him, her eyes alight with wonder.
Taking his vitals always seemed a waste of time since they never changed much, not in the last few months anyway. But today his pulse was a bit faster than normal. Probably nothing to worry about, maybe he'd just walked in quicker today trying to appear faster for Teyla. His blood pressure was within normal limits but she decided to listen to his heart and lungs just to be sure. With the stethoscope on his chest she noted that his heart rate was still slightly elevated.
"Everything okay?" John asked curiously as Lisa very rarely listened to his chest before he started his workout.
At John's words, Teyla came over, concern in her eyes and put her hand on John's arm. At this touch, Lisa heard the Colonel's lungs take in a huge amount of air and his heart's rhythm pick up the pace even more. She saw the Colonel's eyes intently studying the woman at his side and she gave a little chuckle.
She moved the stethoscope and reported, "I think everything's working just the way it's supposed to."
"Good," John said, jumped off the desk and hobbled over to the large mat to start stretching. Lisa joined him while Teyla wandered around the large room observing the many physical therapies that were in progress.
As John finished his first set of sit-ups he looked at Lisa who was near his feet and asked, "What is Josh doing over there?"
Lisa looked over at the handsome physical therapist who was engaged in a flirtatious conversation with Teyla while helping an elderly man in a walker. Teyla's eyes lit up and her sweet laughter drifted across the room.
"Push-ups next, Colonel?" Lisa questioned.
John rolled over and pumped out fifty but his eyes never left Teyla.
"They're just talking, Colonel. You have nothing to worry about," Lisa assured him but when she looked up Josh was leaning in toward Teyla and putting his hand on her very muscular arm in appreciation. She saw the Colonel's eyes grow dark with jealousy and his jaw tighten.
John got up off the mat and moved over to the treadmill. He hated the fact that he was still relying too much on the cane so he spent much of his extra time on this machine. It had rails on the side to hold and he was trying desperately not to need them. Today his tight grip on them was an indication of his attempt at control.
He liked Josh and the man had been essential in getting John back on his feet again but right now he felt like knocking the guy off his. The conversation he appeared to be having with Teyla was in regard to working out and muscles. He knew Josh was proud of his six-pack abs but unfortunately he seemed to be admiring Teyla's as well.
He should never have let her come here in the snug baby blue tank top and stretchy, white slim fitting capris. Julia had apparently told her it was perfect for a work-out atmosphere.
"Let me check what Josh has planned for you today, Colonel, so I know if I need to get anything ready."
John acknowledged her and she crossed the room toward Josh and Teyla.
"Thank you for the information. I will remember it the next time I work out," Teyla was saying to him.
"Anytime," Josh responded. "And remember I'm more than happy to get you into my gym this week. I get off work at five and usually spend a few hours there. Then I go to this great little night club sometimes. You'd love it!"
Teyla just smiled and looked at Lisa. "Teyla, I see you've met Josh. He works with the Colonel a few times each day."
"Yes," Teyla replied. "I think I will go see if he needs any water. He has been working hard for some time."
Teyla left and Lisa rounded on Josh. "Do you know who you were hitting on?"
"What? Who?" Josh looked startled. "She said she was here observing this week."
He watched her walk over to the treadmill and saw Sheppard give her a big grin.
"She's here this week visiting Colonel Sheppard." Lisa informed him.
Light dawned and Josh sputtered, "She's the Colonel's … Oh my God! I practically propositioned her."
Lisa laughed, "No practically about it, Josh. And I'd be surprised if the man didn't crack a few teeth while you were over here comparing muscles."
"He saw that, huh?" Josh groaned.
"Yes, and just so you know, he broke a man's hand Saturday night for putting it on Teyla."
Josh's eyes popped with fear and he flexed his hand, the one that had been on Teyla's arm.
Lisa decided to stop teasing him and let him get back to work. "I think he'll go easy on you since you've been helping him get better. This time! But honestly, Josh, you might want to tone down the charming on this one."
Josh watched as Sheppard took a swig from a water bottle, handed it back to the woman then reached down and planted a tiny kiss on her upturned lips.
"At least now I know why he's pushing himself so hard to recover," Josh commented. "If I had that waiting for me, I'd do everything I could to get better, too."
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"This is a lovely location," Teyla said as they finished off sandwiches on a bench near the pond. "Do you eat your lunch everyday down here?"
"No," John replied. "I usually eat in the rec room or out on the patio if it's really nice out. Sometimes I eat my lunch with Dr. Lambert. I figure if my mouth is full he won't expect me to say as much."
"Dr. Lambert?" Teyla inquired.
John sighed. "He's my therapist."
Teyla looked confused. "Are not many of these people therapists?"
John realized the confusion and clarified, "Yeah. Lambert is a psychologist. I have to talk to him a few times a week to prove to him I'm not nuts."
A twinkle shone in Teyla's eyes. "Is this possible for you?"
Teyla moved away as John grabbed for her. He managed to hook her around the waist and pull her back into his lap.
"You know if I could walk properly, I'd dump you in that pond."
John released her slightly to sit close to him on the bench but he kept his arms around her and her legs up in his lap.
"But I am not a good swimmer so then you would be required to come rescue me."
John chuckled and moved his head closer to hers. "I think we're due some more kisses, to cover the last few hours, you know."
"I believe you are correct," Teyla replied and her hand moved up to John's neck as his slid into her hair. Their lips touched and skimmed over each other and danced to a music only they could hear.
The sound of voices up by the building gave them cognizance of where they were so they broke apart but only retreated a few inches.
"So what do you and this Dr. Lambert converse about?"
John pursed his lips and said, "We talk about a lot of stuff. I only did it at first because Landry and O'Neill ordered me to; my little break down you know."
John looked thoughtful for a second. "But I hate to admit, sometimes it's nice getting stuff off my chest, you know just venting some steam. And he's a third party so none of it involves him. And I know he'll never tell anyone, or at least that's what he says."
"I am glad you have someone to speak with while you are here."
"I probably could have used him a few hours ago when you and Josh were comparing your toned body parts. I'll admit the desire to wring his very muscled neck until his head popped off was very strong." He gave a crooked grin. "But, I controlled the urge."
"I am pleased that you did. I believe that would have resulted in a very large mess. They may not have allowed you to return."
John played with her hair, brushing it back from her face, putting it behind her ear then releasing it again. "Probably not," he agreed.
"So I guess I should not tell you that Josh invited me to 'work-out' with him at his gym and then go to what he called a … nightclub."
John's eyes turned dark and his body stiffened but before he could say anything Teyla put her hands on John's cheeks, ran them down his neck then over his shoulders to rest on his chest.
"You know this is a fascinating side of you, John."
John's anger evaporated into confusion.
"You are jealous!" Teyla stated smugly.
John started to deny it but froze. The truth was he was jealous, very jealous. And not necessarily because Josh was showing off his muscles or admiring Teyla's. This jealousy stemmed from the fact that he had no legitimated claim on her and someone else had every right to horn in on what he wanted.
This was the really scary part; actually making his intentions clear. But he knew he had to do it. Last time he'd waited too long and Kanaan had moved in. He didn't want anything like that to happen again.
"Teyla," John began putting his hands over where hers rested. "One thing Lambert's been trying to get across to me is that I can't just assume everyone knows how I feel about something. And I can't just assume how others are feeling. So…"
John paused and Teyla rubbed her thumbs back and forth in a comforting manner.
John closed his eyes and grimaced. "I'm really terrible at this kind of thing. But … I can't lose you again. It'd kill me. So … I want you to know … that I … want you in my life … as more than just a friend and teammate."
John took another deep breath and continued, "I know I have no right to ask you to wait around until I get back to Atlantis but I was hoping … maybe you would … wait for me."
John's eyes were so uncertain Teyla wanted to cry. She tilted her head. "I have been waiting for you, John, for a very long time. Far longer than you realize."
The uncertainty in John's eyes changed to hope and then to gratitude. His lips curled up. "I was hoping you'd say something like that."
He glanced at his watch. "Is it time for me to kiss you again?"
Teyla shook her head. "No, it is time for me to kiss you."
John's eyes lit up. "I think I like that even better."
John's arms pulled her in closer and Teyla pulled his head down to meet hers. Her lips skimmed over his in an imitation of yesterday. John had no objection as long as she was in his arms.
When they pulled apart for air, John said, "I wish I could go back to Atlantis with you now."
"As do I," Teyla agreed. "But I will be back in six weeks time and I am confident you will be much improved by then; perhaps enough to truly come home."
A thought came into John's head. "What if I'm not quite ready to come back? Will you still bring T.J.?"
Teyla nodded. "Yes, I will. But I was truthful when I said I would perhaps need to leave him here. And perhaps follow your suggestion of staying with him."
John reached down and kissed her nose. "I'd like that very much. But … let's hope I'll be ready by then."
He touched his lips to hers and whispered in between kisses, "A few … more … of these … could … motivate me … quite … a bit."
Teyla's eyebrow rose and she promised, "I will see what I can do."
Their lips met again and sang and rejoiced at being together. John was so high he almost felt like he was flying. A slight coughing sound sometime later brought him back to Earth.
He tore his lips from Teyla's and looked up to see a chagrined Lisa saying, "I really hate to interrupt but you're already five minutes late for Josh."
John looked down at his watch and noted the hour. "Sorry," he gulped. "I guess we lost track of time."
Teyla had put her feet on the ground as soon as she realized Lisa was standing there and now was trying to finger comb her hair into place.
John stilled her hand with his and said, "You look amazing!"
Teyla rolled her eyes and made a face as they began climbing the path back to the building. When they got inside Teyla announced she needed to freshen up first. There were several people in the vicinity but John had lost all ability to care.
He lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers one more time. "Motivation," he confirmed and went off to see Josh.
Teyla stood still, almost swaying but Lisa just chuckled. "I wouldn't even attempt a pulse rate right now."
Teyla looked confused so Lisa explained about John's pulse rate this morning. "And when you touched his arm, his heart beat even faster. I can't imagine what it was doing during those kisses I interrupted."
Teyla's cheeks reddened and she stammered, "I am … we did not …"
"It's okay," Lisa broke in. "I know you're only here for a short time. You have to take advantage of every second."
Teyla nodded shyly and Lisa continued mischievously, "Just don't get too hot and heavy in the therapy rooms. We have some older patients with heart conditions."
Teyla grinned, "We will try to control ourselves."
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John pushed himself as hard as ever and felt very satisfied that he seemed to have a little better balance. He was still using the cane, obviously, but it seemed as if he wasn't leaning as heavily on it. Or maybe it was just that with Teyla there he felt as if his feet weren't even touching the ground.
When John went to inform Tammy he was skipping massage that afternoon, Josh caught up with Teyla and quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry I came on kind of strong earlier. I had no idea that you and Colonel Sheppard …"
Teyla waved him off. "There was no harm done, although I do admit there could have been. John confessed he felt the urge to inflict great harm upon you."
Teyla's eyes looked up in remembrance. "I believe his words were 'wring your neck until your head popped off'. You do not need to worry, though. I do not believe John would actually do that. To you anyway."
Josh looked only vaguely relieved and when he saw the Colonel heading back in their direction, he quickly said goodbye and slipped back into the therapy room.
As he watched the couple leave the building he silently hoped Teyla was right. He really liked Colonel Sheppard. The man worked harder and had more stamina than anyone he'd met, and that included the muscle heads he worked out with at the gym. He knew he was far bigger and more muscular than Sheppard but from the short conversations he'd had with the man and the variety of scars he had on his body, he knew Sheppard had seen more than his share of violence and combat. So even though Sheppard was more lean muscle, he also had experience and determination.
So if the man ever truly entertained thoughts of popping his head off, Josh thought he just might be able to do it.
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"I swear David Sheppard, if you bring so much as one business report or proposal on our honeymoon, you will be sleeping on the floor," Julia promised as she stood in the doorway of his home office where he was thumbing through a stack of papers.
"I'm just reading all the notes John wrote on these. Don't worry; I've got other things planned for our honeymoon." David's eyes sparkled with desire.
Julia's arms crossed in front of her. "Why are you making John spend so much time on these reports? He doesn't work for you."
"He should be in there," her head indicated the doorway across the hall into the den, "entertaining his guest."
David stood up and joined her in the office doorway. "He is in there entertaining his guest," he pointed out where John and Teyla were watching a movie.
"He is now," Julia admitted. "But this afternoon he spent way too much time going over all those, jotting down comments for you."
David wrapped his arms around her from behind and put his mouth to her ear. "I told him he didn't have to."
Julia peeked at her fiancée. "You know he feels guilty about staying here and bothering us and especially how much it costs for his rehab. Of course he's going to do it. My point is, David, you need to stop bringing this stuff home and putting it where he can find it."
She looked across the hall into the den. "That's what he should be doing every minute Teyla is here."
John was sitting on the floor leaning against the couch and Teyla was right behind him. Julia noticed she'd changed into the pastel wrap-around skirt they'd gotten yesterday while shopping. She had one leg tucked up under her and the other hanging over the edge. John had it draped over his shoulder and was massaging her foot. Teyla was holding a large, half-eaten bowl of popcorn and was feeding a few pieces to John every minute or so.
"He seems pretty happy, doesn't he?" Julia commented to David who was still standing behind her.
"Yeah," David agreed. "It's nice to see. I think they may have finally figured it out."
Julia looked puzzled. "Figured what out?"
"How they feel about each other," David said then added, "That they should be together. John's a little slow with these things. Sometimes it takes a while."
Julia's eyes narrowed. "Except he's already been married once."
David smirked. "Yes, but I was taking my time with a purpose. You see I was waiting for the right one to come along."
Julia turned in his arms. "You know, sometimes you do say just the right thing." She lifted her arms up and around his neck and pushed her hands into the back of his hair.
"Is there a reward for that?" David wondered out loud and lowered his head to touch his lips to hers.
"Mmm," Julia purred and walked him back a few steps until the back of his legs touched his desk chair and he plopped down into it. Julia leaned over him with her hands on his shoulders.
"There could be a reward," she said and settled herself in his lap. Her lips hovered over his, teasing them and David's hands grabbed her waist and pulled her as close as he could. As their lips skated over each other, Julia's hands moved to the buttons on his shirt.
She had barely gotten the first one undone when they heard Teyla's concerned cry of "John!"
Julia pushed herself off David's lap and they both skittered apprehensively into the den. They found Teyla kneeling in front of John who had his head thrown back against the couch; his eyes squeezed shut, his jaw clenched and his hands fisted by his side.
Teyla looked up when they entered, her eyes filled with fear. "He is in much pain," Teyla sobbed. "It happened very suddenly."
Dave ran to John and asked, "Back spasm?"
John managed to give a small nod but just barely. Teyla's eyes were panicked. "This has happened before? How do we help him?"
Julia ran and opened the slider. "Too many times unfortunately."
Dave carefully grasped John under the arms and ordered, "Get his legs! The quickest relief are the jets in the Jacuzzi. We need to get him out there."
Teyla lifted his legs and the two carried John, who was breathing heavily, out toward the pool area. Julia had run ahead and put the Jacuzzi on then slipped back in the house.
"He needs the jets aimed right at his back. Get his shirt and pants off."
They quickly stripped him to his boxers and lowered him into the hot tub. Teyla thought he did not look any better.
"It takes a little while and the medicine will help." Julia appeared again. "It usually takes twenty to twenty-five minutes for these to start working and we've found the jets take the edge off until they do."
Dave nodded, "And someone needs to sit with him so he doesn't just slide under the water."
Teyla immediately volunteered. "I will," and she noticed John's body already start to sink.
"I think it will be easier if I am in there with him," she claimed and untied her skirt and lowered herself into the bubbles next to John. Julia handed her several pills and a water bottle. Teyla coaxed John to open his mouth and tipped the bottle to his lips so he could swallow the pills.
"We can sit here, too, if you want," Julia offered but Teyla shook her head.
"If I am to just keep his head above water then I think I can manage. You both have done this often it appears so now it is my turn."
Dave looked apprehensive but agreed. "Okay, but that button behind you turns on the intercom so if you need anything, press it and we'll hear you."
Teyla bowed her head in acknowledgement and Dave and Julia reluctantly went back to the house. Teyla sat next to John trying to keep him from sliding too deep into the water. Several minutes later, Julia deposited some fluffy towels near them and offered to stay again.
John took in a deep breath and managed to groan, "Fine!"
Teyla and Julia looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Teyla smiled her thanks and Julia departed again. Teyla felt helpless as she watched John's tense face and clenched jaw and heard his breath exhale in short pants.
After the third time of John slipping into the water, Teyla decided she needed to hold him more firmly. Grasping one side of him was just not working. She faced him, planted her knees on the bench on either side of his legs and sat on his lap. She placed her hands on his shoulders and lightly massaged hoping to ease some of the pain she saw etched on his face.
His eyes opened briefly when he felt her near him and his hands moved to her legs, gripping tightly.
"Is this position causing you more pain?" Teyla asked worried.
John's lips thinned but he gave his head shake. "No … it's … no!"
Teyla continued to run her hands over his shoulders and neck in a small attempt at relief. She could tell when the drugs started taking effect. John's fingers loosened and were no longer digging into her thighs. His facial muscles started to relax and his eyes finally opened.
Teyla could feel his thumbs moving back and forth along her inner thigh and see the start of a smirk appear on his face.
"John, are you beginning to feel better?" Teyla questioned.
Another twinge crossed his face but then it relaxed again. "Drugs are starting to kick in," John nodded.
"I am pleased. Is there anything you wish me to do?"
Stay right where you are, John thought as he got a good look at Teyla. She was lit only by the outside lights but they were enough. Her presence in his lap was doing a wonderful job of distracting his mind from the pain radiating down his back.
"Still won't be able to move for a while until the spasms stop. The drugs are only easing the pain for now not doing anything for the muscles cramping up. The muscle relaxants take a bit longer to start working. The Jacuzzi usually helps out until then."
Teyla smiled at him. "Then we will stay here until you are able to move again. Do you wish for me to change my position?"
John's hands slid to her waist and held on tight. "No, you're more than fine!" His grin reappeared. "I kind of like you there; keeps my mind off my back."
He wasn't kidding when he said that. It had been distracting enough when he'd felt her thighs straddling his. Now that he could open his eyes, he was staring at his own personal wet t-shirt contest. Teyla's lightweight tank top was plastered to her every curve leaving nothing to the imagination.
His hands itched to explore the fabric and what was in it but the twinges in his back had still not completely abated. He wanted to fully enjoy it when he finally got to explore that particular asset of Teyla's. For now, he let his eyes explore.
But his hands were still itchy so he moved them to her hips and thighs then back up to her waist. He was surprised at how tiny she was; his hands could almost span her entire mid-section. Yet this miniscule package could deliver one hell of a punch. He'd seen it when they sparred and when she was fighting an enemy. It still amazed him.
His thumbs started to move of their own accord. They stroked up and down across her skin and one even bravely circled her naval exploring the desirable crevice. Teyla sucked in a huge breath at this intrusion but did not object.
Her hands on John's shoulders softened from a massage to a caress. They moved lower to John's chest and ran through the smattering of hair. Her breathing grew heavier and she realized that John's breathing had changed rhythm from his earlier pained breathing.
She looked up and found his eyes glued to her face. The desire in them astounded her but she knew her gaze must match his. Their hands continued to move over the other and when John's moved up under her top, Teyla's body jerked slightly. This brought her face in closer proximity to his and, screw the pain in his back, he sat up straighter and captured her lips with his. Teyla's lips clung to his like a drowning man to a lifeline and her arms wrapped around his neck.
One hand found its way into his hair and her chest nestled against his. John's hands tightened around here ribcage and drew her body as close to his as he could. His lips caressed hers and his tongue darted between them. Hers greeted his and stroked and danced in rhythm.
John slid one hand up and down her spine while the other continued to slide up her ribcage until it encountered soft curves. His thumb explored the sensuous mound and when it skimmed over the sensitive center, Teyla felt an explosion inside her.
A moan escaped her lips as her head fell back. John took advantage of Teyla's exposed neck and pressed his lips just below her ear. His tongue darted out and traced a path south to her shoulder, across her collarbone and back up to her other ear. His tongue continued to explore her neck and when it returned again to her ear, his lips and teeth started nibbling on her earlobe while his thumb continued its stroking rhythm.
Teyla moved abruptly and captured John's lips again, plunging inside. John joined in the raid, his arms imprisoning her against him. Teyla's bottom in his lap began to glide side to side, crushing her pelvis deep against his.
John completely forgot about the pain in his back as a new ache arose in front and further south. His hands moved back to Teyla's hips and thighs, his new ache screaming for attention. He felt the thin little strings of Teyla's underwear and knew it would take very little to break them and gain the access his body was crying for.
But as his fingers thumbed the light material, an alarming thought crossed his mind. Many of his muscles, especially in his lower extremities, were still not fully functioning. What it …? From the sensations he was feeling he knew things were currently working but what if, like the knee that kept buckling on him, things just gave out halfway through?
God! That would be the end. He'd never be able to face Teyla again, and he wanted to, desperately. He tore his mouth from hers, took a deep breath and pulled her in close. His head buried itself in her shoulder as he attempted to get his breathing under control.
Teyla immediately felt the change in John. Her heart raced in fear. "John, are you all right?" she rasped in his ear as her arms held him tight, also.
His head nodded slightly and he panted, "I'm sorry Teyla, I, uh … shouldn't have let this go so far."
Teyla tried to back away but John's arms held tight. "Do you not desire me?" Teyla asked in confusion for she had felt the effects of John's passion.
This time John did allow Teyla to ease back a bit and he cupped his hands to the sides of her face, his a mere whisper away from hers.
"I think you know I desire you; more than anything, Teyla. I just think we're moving a little too fast." His breathing was still nowhere under control. "When we … finally … give ourselves to each other …I want it to be absolutely perfect. I hope you understand."
John touched his lips briefly to hers. "I've wanted to do this for an awful long time." He grinned. "Pretty much since the moment I met you."
His hand pushed aside a lock of hair from her temple. "I want to savor every incredibly gorgeous inch of you. I can't do that right now, here."
His eyes begged for understanding and when Teyla's hand raised to caress his cheek and a smile grew on her face he knew he had it.
"You are the most noble man I have ever met, John Sheppard," Teyla uttered softly. "It is one of the qualities I love so much about you."
John's eyes closed as a sigh escaped his lips. A moment later his eyes opened and a grin appeared. "Any other qualities you like?"
Teyla chuckled and dropped her head onto his shoulder. They held each other close until their breathing was almost back to normal. Teyla's head lifted and her hand moved to John's dog tags.
"I will admit to a fascination with the amount of hair on your arms and chest." Her fingers moved through the soft fur and followed it down the middle of his chest and lower.
John seized her hands and chastised, "Teyla!"
He then noticed her fingers had started pruning up from so long in the water. "I think it's time to get out. I can probably make it up to the house."
Teyla nodded and moved off John to stand up and assist him. John thought he was fine until he saw Teyla stand, her top like a second skin and only a scrap of fabric encasing her bottom. The groan that erupted from his throat had Teyla reaching for him swiftly.
He managed to stand on shaky legs and order, "Get a towel wrapped around you quick or that nobility you think I have, will be down the toilet."
Teyla did as asked and they made their way up to the house. Dave was waiting once they got there.
He took hold of John and instructed Teyla, "You go dry off. I'll get him dry and in bed."
Dressed in her pajamas a few minutes later, Teyla entered John's room. He was in bed, the covers up to his waist. His hair was still damp and sticking up in all directions and Teyla smiled at the sight of him.
John misinterpreted her look and touched his t-shirt defending, "What? I like my panda!"
"As do I." Teyla responded then moved to sit near him on the bed. "How is your back?"
"Much better, though I know it'll be stiff tomorrow."
"Perhaps Josh will go easy on you in reparation for his misjudgment today."
John smiled lazily and moved his hand toward her waist. "You like to tease me with these, don't you?"
Teyla looked innocently back at him. "They are the only pair I brought with me. Perhaps Julia and I should go shopping again for something else to wear at night."
John's finger flicked at the bow tormenting him. "You know I never did get to open my birthday present."
Teyla's eyes twinkled and her lips twitched. "Were you not the one who wished to … take things slow? If you opened this gift I am afraid slow is not the word to describe what may happen."
John pouted and flicked at the bow again. "The meds are really starting to take effect; I could just open it and look, right?" His eyes took on an innocent expression. "I wouldn't have to use the gift right away."
Teyla humored him with an indulgent look. "If you wish."
John's hand grasped the cord and slowly, agonizingly pulled. He pushed the fabric aside and took a deep breath at the sight in front of him. His hand then reached for the inside bow that released the other half. His fingers grazed her rounded form as he pulled on the other tie.
When that came undone, John sighed, "You are so beautiful, Teyla."
The desire in John's eyes caused Teyla's breathing to grow deep and her chest to heave. Watching Teyla's chest rise and fall made John want to throw all his good intentions right out the window.
His hands settled on her trim waist as his eyes took their fill. John's hand moved and his knuckles grazed her stomach. Teyla closed her eyes, just feeling the sensation. His hand moved from side to side then up between her breasts. She held her breath waiting for it to touch one or the other but John's hand spread out flat and caressed a path straight down the middle where it rested at her waist again.
Teyla opened her eyes expecting to see the hand start to caress her again but it stayed still. Looking toward John she saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing even and rhythmic. The medication had taken effect; he was asleep.
She let out a soft chuckle and shook her head. She picked up his hand and placed it on her bare chest directly above her heart. She then moved her free hand to rest on John's chest in the exact location. She could feel his heart beating and knew that hers beat in sync with his.
After a few moments she refastened her top and kissed John softly on his full lips. "Good night, John. Have pleasant dreams. I am quite sure I will," and she headed to her own room.
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"Good morning, Teyla!" Julia greeted from the kitchen table. "There's some hot water on the stove for tea if you'd like some."
Teyla's face lit up. "Good morning, Julia, you are always so thoughtful. Thank you, I would love some."
Teyla helped herself to tea and sat across from Julia. Teyla was really feeling comfortable with Julia. During their first visit she had spent some time with the woman and felt a bond start. While she was back on Atlantis, they had actually exchanged frequent e-mails, mostly chatting about John and his recovery.
This most recent visit had brought them even closer. Teyla enjoyed Julia's company and the woman truly loved John which made her opinion of Julia rise even more. They had engaged in many conversations, some bordering on personal and Teyla felt she could trust and confide in her. It was a nice feeling.
"Have you seen John yet this morning?" Teyla asked. "I am hoping he is better."
Julia nodded. "He grabbed a cup of coffee and went to take a shower. He may be in there for a while. Last time this happened he spent over twenty minutes with the warm spray on his back. I think it helps loosen up the muscles.
Teyla's expression still held concern so Julia added, "Tammy will get him right again. A good massage usually helps."
Teyla tilted her head. "Perhaps I should ask this Tammy to show me some of her techniques. It would be useful if this were to happen again."
Julia got a glint in her eyes. "I think John would enjoy a massage from you, although I'm not sure how relaxing it would be. The hot tub is usually relaxing but I'm not sure you two relaxed in that last night either."
Teyla's face flushed and her eyes grew embarrassed. "How …?"
"David went down to check on you." Her eyebrows rose. "He said you were sitting in John's lap playing tonsil hockey."
Teyla appeared confused. "I do not know what this … tonsil hockey is." Her eyes got wider and she defended, "And I was sitting in John's lap to keep him from sinking under the water. It was the most efficient way."
"Teyla," Julia said calmly. "You don't have to defend yourself to me. Anyone with eyes can see you and John belong together. Don't be ashamed to admit the man makes you drool."
She leaned her head closer to Teyla and confided, "David can get me all hot and bothered with just a look. And sometimes he doesn't even realize he's doing it."
Teyla nodded. "I will admit that I was quite bothered by the proximity of John last night in the hot tub. He starts a fire burning deep within me that no man has ever done before. I truly wonder sometimes if I will survive when the time comes for us to …" Teyla stopped, her eyes panicky, as if she'd said too much.
Julia reached over, patted her hand and smiled. "So you haven't yet?"
"No," Teyla said, "Though I feel we could have burned out of control yesterday had John not reigned in his passion."
Julia looked perplexed so Teyla briefly explained, "John would like to take this slow. He desires our first time to be perfect. Yesterday he was still in much pain."
"What a romantic!" Julia observed.
"Yes," Teyla sighed. "But it is not always easy to put away one's desire so easily."
Julia chuckled. "Meaning you went to bed a little frustrated last night."
"But my dreams were quite pleasurable," Teyla said and lifted her cup for another sip.
The women spoke for a few more minutes then John hobbled in the door, cane in hand. He moved behind Teyla, settling his hands on her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed her cheek as he addressed both women.
"Good morning!"
Teyla smiled up at him and returned the greeting. "How are you feeling this morning?"
John sat next to her and turned her body to face him. "I feel I'm desperately in need of a kiss."
Teyla looked scandalized. "John!" she said as she noted Julia's presence.
John acknowledged his future sister-in-law and said, "Hi Julia. You can leave or you can watch."
He turned back to Teyla and pulled her face close to his. His lips whispered across hers then nipped and nibbled on them.
"Okay, that might get me through the first hour."
Julia chuckled with amusement and John looked up at her asking, "How are we getting in this morning?"
"I can drive you," Julia offered. "David has a big meeting a few hours from here so he left already. Will you be ready to go in a half hour?"
They were and an hour later John was deep in exercise mode.
"You know he amazes me with how long he can keep at it," Lisa confided to Teyla as they watched John at one of the weight machines.
"Many times the soldiers of the base are called upon to test their endurance during long and difficult missions," Teyla explained. "John would not expect any of his men to succeed if he were not capable himself."
"I believe it," Lisa said.
Josh may have been a bit easier with John than normal but John continued to push himself beyond normal limits. He happily limped in to see Tammy, undressed and plopped on her table. He mumbled a quick introduction to Teyla then gave a huge sigh as Tammy worked her magic.
He protested a bit when Teyla tattled on him regarding the previous night's muscle spasm incident but quickly quieted down when Tammy started giving Teyla tips on how to do some simple massage that would help in those cases.
By the end of their session Tammy was praising Teyla on picking up some of the techniques so quickly. John had to agree that Teyla's hands had done a fine job.
The two spent their lunchtime down on the bench in front of the pond again. Lisa and Helen managed to grab lunch at the same time out on the patio and had a convenient view of the pond.
"So the Colonel's enjoying Teyla's visit, I take it?" Helen remarked as she observed the two people mentioned sitting in close proximity.
"Yes," Lisa confirmed. "But you know, it's kind of funny. Most of the time they seem very comfortable with each other, joking and teasing. Then I'll catch one or both of them looking at the other and the sexual tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife."
Helen smiled. "Well when you only see each other once every few months or so I imagine the sexual tension might build up."
She watched for a few minutes and after a chorus of laughter from the objects of her gaze, she commented, "It's nice hearing heartfelt laughter from the Colonel and seeing him so happy."
"I agree," said Lisa. "I just wonder what he'll be like next Monday after Teyla and his other friends have gone back overseas." She shook her head. "He was really quiet and withdrawn the last time."
Helen just acknowledged her with a tilt of her head. "Any idea where they've been? Where Teyla's from?"
"No," Lisa replied. "All I know is that Teyla is from a village that has no power supply or running water. Looking at her I'd guess somewhere in Africa but that's a pretty big continent."
"Don't forget all the soldiers there and the big guns they carry," Helen reminded her. "So someplace where there's conflict."
The two women finished up their meal and sipped on a cup of coffee. Dr. Lambert took that moment to interrupt them.
"Ladies, I'm looking for Colonel Sheppard. His session with me was supposed to start a few minutes ago."
Helen pointed to the bench by the pond. "Down there. But I don't think they want to be disturbed."
Lambert saw the direction of her finger and saw Teyla and Sheppard sitting very close together.
"Mmm," Lisa mumbled, "I had to disturb them yesterday while they were," she rolled her eyes, "involved. I hated doing it but they were going to be late for PT."
Lambert looked at his watch. "Well, the Colonel's late for his session with me."
"But your job is to help him feel better emotionally, right?" Helen clarified.
At the doctor's nod she continued, "So do you think he'll feel better doing what he's doing or stopping and talking to you?"
Lambert chuckled at the obvious answer. "I guess he'll feel a whole lot better doing that," and he motioned to the two adults whose lips were glued together.
"You've made your point. So now I've got some time to kill, mind if I join you?"
"Not at all," they both answered and they all grinned when another bout of laughter came ringing up the hill from the direction of the pond.
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