Date : 06.06.2009
Title : The Fate Series : Part 1 - A Touch of Fate
Author : ElaineDex
Chapter : 7 of ?
Rating : M
Pairings : Lt. Colonel John Sheppard/OC
Major Evan Lorne/OC
Warnings : Some Sexual Content, Romance, Angst, Maybe Some Strong Language.
Feedback : Yes please, always welcome whatever it may be.
Disclaimer : Dr. Ellie Lorne, and any O/C's are mine. Lyssa Hunter belongs to Kazavid and is from her Atlantis stories Behind The Mask and Reunions. Lexi Roberts was created by Soccer-Bitch. Stargate Atlantis, unfortunately, has nothing to do with me.
Summary : AU : Lorne is gone for good this time and Ellie must move on with her life. There'll be no second chances this time, no way around them being parted…or is there…and is that what Ellie and Lorne for that matter, really wants?
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A/N : My O/C's are in this story quite predominantly at one point and I do apologise for that, but I felt it necessary for the series to work. Hopefully though, you'll like them enough to continue to read on and enjoy what they're getting up to! There are of course all the old favourites in here and a newbie or two…oh and remember…forget the Ellie and Lorne's of the past, this is another AU J
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Major Lorne struggled to control the jumper as it jerked this way and that on its journey through the wormhole he was travelling through.
He had initially travelled to the closest planet from the destroyed Atlantis and rested there for a few days, taking stock of his situation and sorting through the supplies he had loaded into the back of his jumper. He had then decided to use the gate on the planet to go to the only friendly address he could remember, P32-141.
The villagers there were good people and they would let him stay with them whilst he decided on his next course of action.
Something was wrong though.
Gate travel was always a rough ride…but not this rough and Lorne acknowledged that he could be in trouble.
His mind wandered to the prospect of dying and he found himself welcoming the idea.
'What do I have to live for now anyway?' he asked himself, as he lifted his hands from the jumpers' console, considering letting fate take control of his life from here on in.
The jumper lurched dangerously to one side and Lorne immediately placed his hands back onto the controls.
'What was wrong with him?' he wondered, feeling ashamed.
He was no coward and if fighting to the end was what he had to do then he would do it. He wouldn't go out that easily, that wasn't the way he worked.
And so, with that in mind, he struggled on with trying to keep the jumper under his control until what appeared to be a bolt of lightening struck it and he blacked out from the force of the blow.
Now fate really was in control of his destiny.
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Ellie had finished up her brief meeting with Woolsey and had then headed to her lab. She and Rodney were working on another crystal, one that could possibly enable the jumpers to travel more quickly just like the Daedalus now could.
She popped back to the infirmary at lunchtime only to discover that Lyssa was having her almost healed injuries assessed by Dr Keller and so she left a message with one of the nurses to say that she would come back later.
All afternoon, whilst trying to block out Rodney's incessant moaning, she tried to think of a plan to get her best friend closer to Sheppard, but inevitably came up with nothing and so was almost glad when she returned to the infirmary at dinner time and found Lyssa asleep.
Sighing, she scribbled a note saying that she was sorry to have missed her friend and that if she needed anything she was to have someone radio her whatever time it was.
Tucking the note into the book that her friend was in the middle of reading, she left the infirmary and headed for her quarters.
All day she had managed to avoid Major Statham and keep him at the back of her mind, but now, with nothing else pressing on the forefront of her thoughts, he popped right in there and she gasped at the force of the feeling of desire she suddenly felt.
She blushed and walked a little faster toward the level changer, her heart pounding as the doors opened and there stood the man himself.
He was wearing a black training vest that moulded itself the contours of his chest and black combats and Ellie swallowed hard at the sight of him.
Statham watched as Ellie's eyes raked up and down his body and his mouth went dry at the look of raw desire he saw there.
Wordlessly he reached out and wrapped a strong arm around her waist and dragged her inside of the level changer, the doors instantly closing, giving them privacy as his mouth took hers.
When he finally broke their kiss, it was only to move his mouth to her ear and then down along the soft curve of her neck and Ellie moaned and let her fingers trail up and down his muscular arms.
"Where have you been all day?" he muttered, his voice husky and Ellie couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips as his hands caressed her bottom and then gave it a small squeeze.
"Around," she managed and Statham made a small sound of dissatisfaction at her response before his mouth took hers once again.
When the level changer opened on their quarters' floor, they stumbled out, still clinging to one another and headed once more for Statham's room.
Once inside they tugged at one another's clothing and then Ellie pushed Statham onto his back.
As she straddled him she blocked out the voice in her head that was asking her why she was falling into bed with this man again and what it was that drew her to him despite her protestations that she didn't even like him.
Statham was also wondering what the hell they were doing again.
Last night he could understand, the danger and trauma of the day getting to the pair of them, but they both still couldn't be in shock, surely.
He gritted his teeth to stop himself from moaning out loud as Ellie covered him with the condom that she had taken from the top of his bedside cabinet as they'd been undressing one another and just as she raised herself over him, he sat up, one arm going around her waist, the other cupping her cheek.
She paused, hovering over the tip of him and looked down into his eyes as he said,
"Are you sure…I mean…you and I…." he trailed off as she rested a hand on his cheek for a moment, studying his face before trailing a finger along his strong jaw.
"Being here with you makes me forget everything else," she said as though it explained everything and then she bent and covered his mouth with hers.
Statham realised that that was all the conversation that he was going to get out of her and as he felt her warmth envelope his hardness, he closed his eyes and let himself accept the fact that for some reason he was quite content to make love to Ellie as many times as she wanted.
He blocked out the fact that normally he wouldn't allow any woman into his bed more than once…right now that wasn't important.
The next morning though, when he awoke alone once more and muttered, "Damn it Ellie…" he came to the conclusion that he needed to take control of their situation.
He should be calling the shots, not the brunette bombshell that he couldn't get off of his mind!
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"Is it any good?" Sheppard asked and Lyssa glanced up from the book she was reading and tried to hold in the blush that she felt creeping into her cheeks.
She wasn't the kind of woman that blushed, or at least she hadn't considered herself to be until John Sheppard had started talking to her earlier that morning.
First he had asked her how long he'd been out, then he'd told her that he was hungry and she had gladly called over a nurse, thankfully not Lexi and organised some food for him.
Once his food had arrived, he had shooed the nurse who had brought it away and had called Lyssa over and then asked her to help him and she had taken great delight in being the one to feed him his scrambled eggs.
They had of course passed the time of day in the past, but she had never been 'this close' to the object of her affection before and he was creating havoc with her insides.
Insides that were almost fully healed now, much to Lyssa's disappointment.
Sometimes, healing more quickly than anyone she knew 'was not' a distinct advantage, as soon she would be discharged from the infirmary with a clean bill of health.
Finally answering Sheppard's question, she replied,
"It's quite interesting, yeah…"
"I wouldn't have had you down as the romantic kind though," Sheppard said and Lyssa turned the book in her hand so that she could glance at the front cover of the fluffy romance story that she was reading.
"It's one Ellie borrowed me…I didn't think I would like it either, but its kept me intrigued up to now," she explained and Sheppard nodded.
"Is there lots of sex in it?" he asked, sounding quite innocent despite the fully loaded question and Lyssa couldn't hold back the blush any longer and her skin flushed embarrassingly.
"Not yet," she managed, wondering why men always asked that about any book they came across a woman reading and Sheppard smiled, wondering how he had missed this 'girly' side of Lyssa Hunter before.
He had of course spoken to her in the past, though it had mainly been when his team and SGA-2 had been off world together and she had been working in conjunction with Ronon to track their way through a difficult location and she had been advising him of the best route to take.
He stared at her for a moment, really taking in her appearance. She was fair skinned and slim, her breasts were high and pert against the white vest top she wore with her pyjama bottoms and her blonde hair fell in messy waves to just above her shoulders and although he had said that he hadn't seen her as the romantic kind, he hadn't meant that she wasn't attractive or womanly.
In fact he was finding that she was extremely attractive and womanly and he wouldn't mind getting to know her a little better…or rather a whole lot better!
If only he could end things with Lexi.
He would have ended things weeks ago with the kind hearted nurse, but she was having problems with her family back on earth and he wasn't the kind of man to dump someone when they were down.
Not only that but this recent incident off world had also delayed any plans he had had for ending their relationship.
Fate had great timing.
End of Chapter 7