Date : 17.06.2009
Title : The Fate Series : Part 1 - A Touch of Fate
Author : ElaineDex
Chapter : 8 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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"I bet you're glad to be out of there aren't you?" Statham said to Lyssa as he escorted her from the infirmary and she nodded, smiling falsely.
Truth be told, she wasn't ready to leave the infirmary just yet, but not because she hadn't healed thoroughly. No, there was another reason, one Lt. Col. John Sheppard.
They had talked through most of last night, much to the annoyance of Lexi who, once she had appeared for duty, had to keep disappearing to do her rounds.
Lyssa now felt that she knew a little more about the broodingly good-looking Sheppard, but unfortunately for her, that meant that she had fallen for him just a little bit more.
Just then, Ellie ran up to them.
"Hey, sorry I'm late. Rodney wouldn't let me go," she said in a rush, her eyes carefully avoiding Statham's, a fact that didn't go un-noticed by Lyssa and she looked from one to the other as Statham said,
"Ellie I need to see you in my office just as soon as you're done with settling Lyssa back into her quarters, okay?"
"Sure…" Ellie replied, still not meeting his gaze and as he nodded once at Lyssa and left them to it, Lyssa said,
"Okay…you two did it again didn't you."
Ellie nodded and linked arms with her friend as they began to walk.
"I don't know why it happened," she said miserably and Lyssa sighed.
"You must find him attractive to some degree."
"I do…I just don't like him," Ellie replied and Lyssa raised an eyebrow at her.
"I cant explain it," Ellie said, shrugging and Lyssa frowned.
"So what are you going to do, just run with things and see how they turn out?" she asked and Ellie bit her lip.
"I guess…" she replied.
"Look, Ellie…whilst you were away, Frank and I became quite good friends and I learnt that he isn't the relationship type…" Lyssa stopped as Ellie interrupted her, her tone sharp.
"I don't want a relationship with him."
Lyssa regarded Ellie for a moment before continuing,
"All I'm saying is just be careful…I don't want to see you hurt again so soon after Evan and if you start to care about Frank, I'm not sure what he'd do."
"I don't care about Frank…I just…well, whenever I'm with him, I forget everything else and it helps," Ellie explained as best she could and Lyssa gave her friends' arm a squeeze.
"Just be careful okay?" she said and Ellie nodded.
Lyssa smiled then said,
"Okay, so I have news on John…" and with that Frank Statham was put to one side…for now.
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Much later, Lyssa said,
"Hey, weren't you supposed to go see Frank?"
"Yes, but I have no intention of doing so…" Ellie replied from her position on the floor at the foot of Lyssa's bed, the beer bottle she held wavering precariously.
"He'll be mad," Lyssa said, feeling a little light-headed herself from just one beer as she wasn't a drinker.
"What's the worst he can do? Take me to bed and have fantastic sex with me? Yeah, real punishment," Ellie replied laughing as Lyssa broke out in an un-characteristic giggling fit which was extremely infectious.
Later, with her head spinning, Ellie wisely decided that she had better head to bed and after bidding an already half asleep Lyssa goodnight, she staggered down the hallway, in totally the wrong direction to her own quarters.
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Statham turned onto his quarters' hallway, just in time to see Ellie right at the other end, lurching dangerously to one side, her hands having to steady herself against the wall and he broke out into a run, thinking that there was something wrong with her.
There was…she was steaming drunk!
"What the hell…?" he queried, putting an arm around her waist and Ellie hooked one of hers around his neck.
"Major! How's it going?" she slurred over-brightly and Statham frowned at her.
"It's going better than things are with you…obviously," he said, cursing as she lost her footing and almost dragged him down with her.
He lifted her into his arms and she giggled.
"Frank, you're soooo strong," she teased, nibbling his jaw and Statham gritted his teeth and ignored her as he said,
"I wondered why you didn't come to see me as requested earlier…now I know. I should report you for failing to follow orders from your C/O."
"I'm shivilian…" she slurred drunkenly, then informed him matter-of-factly, "I don't HAVE to lishen to you."
"Yes you do…if you want to remain on MY team that is," Statham tried to tell her, but he could tell that she was no longer listening to him, she was too busy nibbling on his neck and he growled in the back of his throat and quickened his pace.
He knew that he should take her to her own quarters, but he wanted to keep an eye on her and so he headed to his own, dumping her down on his doorstep as he swiped his hand over the access panel.
The doors swished open and he manoeuvred her inside.
Ellie immediately headed for his bathroom, then re-emerged a little later to find Statham sat on his bed, his elbows resting on his knees as he regarded her.
She smiled lopsidedly at him and headed for his bed, throwing herself down on top of it.
As Statham twisted to look at her she asked, "Are you going to make love to me?"
"No…not in that state," he replied, then watched in amazement as she nodded, then turned her back to him and promptly fell asleep!
"Unbelievable," he muttered, but then a plan began to form in his mind and he grinned as he pulled the bedclothes up and over a still fully clothed Ellie.
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Lorne's body jolted back into consciousness and he raised his head warily from the console of his jumper and glanced to his right.
He could see nothing but trees.
He groaned and attempted to straighten up, but a searing pain shot through his temple and as a wave of nausea washed over him, he lay his head back onto the cool surface and drifted back into oblivion.
Several hours later, he re-awoke and this time was able to sit up.
He groaned as the stiff muscles in his back protested against the action. Once upright, he twisted in his seat, noting that the light was fading now and he looked toward the back of the jumper and shook his head in despair.
"That was some crash landing Ev," he told himself as he took in the devastation around him.
The supplies he had neatly arranged and stored away were all over the place and wires hung down from the panels in the roof.
"Great," he muttered, forcing himself to stand, but the action sent another rush of pain to his head and he clutched his forehead with one hand and the back of his seat with the other until the feeling passed.
When he felt okay to move again, he clambered over the mess in the back and pressed the door release, offering up a silent thanks to anyone who was listening, for the fact that the door didn't jam and he was able to stumble outside and get some fresh air.
He rested for a moment or two against a tree, his eyes trying to assess the exterior damage to the jumper.
When he felt a little less light-headed, he made his way back inside and tried to fire the jumper up, but there was no response.
"Now what?" he asked himself, thinking that usually this would be the point where he would turn to Ellie, or McKay, depending on who was with him at the time and say, 'Okay…fix it.'
But today there would be no Ellie or McKay to save the day…there never would be again.
Steeling himself against the feelings of loss that threatened to envelope him again, he pushed away from the console and headed toward the rear door again, digging out a P-90 as he went.
'I should head for the village,' he thought, 'Surely they will have someone who can at least take a look at the jumper and it will be good to see some friendly faces again.'
He had travelled a short way through the forest that he had crashed into when he began to realise that something wasn't quite right. Something that he couldn't put his finger on.
Frowning he headed for the closest clearing and then stopped, a mixture of amazement, anger and intense disappointment crossing his handsome face as he took in the view before him.
Miles and miles of sand stretched out until it blended with the horizon and the setting sun.
"What the…?" he began as he dropped to his knees, an unexpected weariness gripping him as the realisation that this was not the correct planet, dawned upon him.
He was lost, he had no one to turn to except himself and his jumper was screwed…
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Ellie sat up with a gasp and looked around her, groaning as pain radiated around her skull and it took her a moment to realise that she was in Statham's bed, despite the fact that it was clearly morning and she was fully clothed.
She went to throw back the covers, but emitted a squeak of surprise as Statham suddenly rolled over and pinned her back to the mattress.
"Good morning," he said and she blinked at him.
"Uh…" was all she could manage and he smiled at her, but the warmth didn't reach his eyes.
"What's wrong Ellie? Are you shocked that you're still in my bed and I'm still in my bed and we're awake and together?" he asked, his tone a little sarcastic and she closed her eyes, trying to think what he was going on about through her fast growing headache.
"Um…" she said and Statham grumbled in frustration and sat up.
He headed to the bathroom wearing only his boxers and Ellie forced herself to sit up again, just as he re-appeared carrying a glass of water and some painkillers.
"Take these," he instructed and Ellie took the pills and the water from him and swallowed them gratefully.
When she was done, Statham sat back on the bed and regarded her.
"So what's going on Ellie?" he asked and she avoided his gaze and looked down at her crumpled dress.
"I don't know what you mean," she offered and Statham shook his head.
"We've slept together twice now and both times you've taken off the next morning before I've even woken up and then you refuse to even look at me when we run into each other in the hallways," he said and Ellie swallowed and finally looked back up at him.
"I'm sorry…" she began, but he shook his head again.
"I don't want you to be sorry…" he said, his frustration almost getting the better of him.
How could he tell her that it was usually him that did the exact same thing to the women he slept with, but that he normally never spent more than one night with any one woman?
She had been an exception to his rules.
He couldn't explain any of it to her because he didn't understand it himself.
So, instead he heard himself saying,
"I just want some ground rules…"
"Ground rules?" Ellie repeated and he nodded.
"If we're going to do this 'just having sex thing', then we need to have a plan of action."
"Right," Ellie replied.
She supposed that she should have been shocked or upset or something of a similar nature, but at the moment, what Statham was offering her suited her and she didn't want anything further from him.
"So…ground rules," he said and she nodded.
"Number one, if we sleep together then I don't want you hightailing it away before I wake up…okay?"
Ellie bit her lip and looked at him. She'd had her reasons for not wanting to wake up in any other man's arms but Lorne's, but would it really be so bad?
"Okay…" she said eventually and Statham grinned at her.
"Number two, seeing as I'm your C/O, you really do need to speak to me the day afterwards too."
"I guess," Ellie said and Statham's grin turned into a smile.
"Number three…" he began, but Ellie cut him off.
"Number three, whilst we're 'just having sex', you're not to 'just have sex' with anyone else," she stated and Statham folded his arms.
"Well then neither are you," he said indignantly and Ellie's face flamed.
"I wouldn't!" she exclaimed and Statham held up his hands.
"Alright, I'm just saying that fair's fair, that's all."
Ellie fidgeted with a crease in her dress as she said,
"So we're exclusively 'just having sex' then?" and Statham nodded slowly, wondering what the hell he was doing as he replied,
"Yeah, it looks like we are…"
Fate had an odd way of changing ones' lifestyle.
End of Chapter 8