AN- Still learning my way with these two, so as always please hit that little button and let me know what you think.
The house wasn't the same to her anymore.
Trying to fit back in was tough. Nothing was right, nothing was the same. No matter if she tried or not she knew she would never feel the same. Earth felt like an alien plant to her now, even though it was her home plant. She didn't belong here anymore, now of them did anymore. They had a home, a place they all belonged. After having dinner with her friends, she realised she wasn't the only who felt like that. Meeting Simon, seeing everything she had left behind, the house just wasn't the same anymore. Her home, where she now belonged was not even in the same Galaxy now. The pegasus Galaxy was home, Atlantis was where she belonged. Wraith and replicators abound, it was home.
He opened the door to find her standing there crying.
Hearing the door chime to his quarters John looked at this book and then the door. This was his first downtime in a week, the mission running over by four days. The door chimed again and he decided he better answer it. Rolling off the bed to stand up he placed the book on the nightstand, dragging his feet to the door. He opened the door to find her standing there crying. The last person he had expected to find at this door this late at night was Elizabeth, especially crying. He didn't speak as he stepped aside and let her into his room, letting the door close as she walked past him. Stuffing his hands in his pocket he walked slowly back towards his, passing a still crying Elizabeth as he went.
It took all his strength as he passed her not to pull her to him as he buried his face in her neck and hold her flush against his chest. Sitting on his bed he shuffled so he was sat with his back against the wall. Once he was comfortable he opened his legs and with a simple gesture he patted the space between them. That was all it took for her to move, quick as lightning to fill the space and throw herself into his open arms. John caught her and pulled her tight to him, one hand on her back the other in her hair. He had no idea what had brought this fearless, strong and independent woman to his room but he was going to find out.
After nearly an hour of holding her he felt her body slowly gain control over her fraught emotions. Only then did he attempt to move so he could see her face.
"So what's got you all worked up?" Running the pad of his thumb over the last few tears on her cheeks.
"How come any other team can go and explore and come back when they're supposed to yet you, you take a week to do a three-day mission?" Looking up at John as she spoke.
"Blame Rodney, you know he needs to work on his DHD repair skills. If he had of fixed it quicker we would have at least been able to call you. Sorry about that, I will kick his ass a little more next time." John told Elizabeth as he pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Every time you go through that gate it terrifies me, more so your team. You seem to have a knack for attracting trouble with a capital T. We have nearly lost you a few times now, l am not sure how much more my nervous can take. When I asked you to come here with us I never expected to fall for you like I have. Now I know why there are rules in place for this sort of thing. I can't imagine doing this without you by my side John." Her words catching in her throat as she told him how she felt.
"Lizabeth', you will never have to worry about doing this alone. I will always come back home, to Atlantis and to you. Never ever forget that." Placing a kiss on her forehead as confirmation he meant it. "You want to stop here tonight? I can take the chair or..." But Elizabeth cut him off by placing a finger on his lips.
"Can I stop right where I am, with you to keep the nightmares at bay?" Giving him a hopeful look.
How could he say no to those big green eyes? He would never be able to, no matter what it was.
"Long as we can lie down, with a little less clothing would be good as well. I spent the last week in clothes so could do with a little less on." Moving so he could stand up.
Once he was up John pulled his t-shirt up over his head and threw it on the floor. Looking at Elizabeth he placed his hands on his zipper and pants button. When he saw her watching him he undid the button first then dragged the zipper down. His pants slid down revealing his black boxer briefs, all sung and fitting his body perfectly. Stepping out of his pants he kicked them beside his t-shirt, he could always clean up later. Seeing Elizabeth in her customary red top and pants he walked to his wardrobe and dug around till he found his favourite t-shirt tucked at the bottom of the pile. Taking it out he walked back to the bed and passed it to Elizabeth. Taking it in her hands Elizabeth looked at it and smiled, she knew John loved this t-shirt. Getting off the bed she stood and looked at John before she made her way to the bathroom to change.
When she returned she had her boots in one hand and her clothes folded neatly in the other. She knew no matter how long she stayed, she wasn't walking through the city looking like she had spent the night somewhere she wasn't really supposed to be. She still had her earpiece in as she dropped her clothes on the desk chair, her boots were placed beside the bed. John had watched her exit the bathroom and his eyes traveled up her very long legs that seemed to go on forever. His t-shirt looked really good on her, covering her to just passed the edge of what he was sure was one firm and rounded ass. He hadn't moved from standing beside the bed, he wasn't sure what side Elizabeth wanted when she got in. He knew from many a fight with his first wife sides of the bed mattered. Giving Elizabeth the once over again he meet her eyes before mumbling bathroom and leaving her standing beside his bed.
Coming out the bathroom he looked over and the smile on his face spoke volumes to how he felt. Elizabeth was now tucked up to n his bed facing out over, the covers pulled over her making her look so small and fragile in his bed. Strutting over to his bed, wait John Sheppard did not strut when it came to Elizabeth, he climbed in behind her and pulled the covers up around his shoulders. Out of some primal instinct to protect her he slid one arm over her waist and the other he slotted in the gap under her neck. With both his arms around her he pulled her back to his chest, her body fitting snugly against his. Cuddling her in he felt her shift till her head was on his arm and her legs were linked with his. Her felt her fingers intertwine with his against her stomach. Kissing her head a few times he felt her grow heavy and he was pleased she was relaxed and comfortable enough to fall asleep so quickly not only his bed but his arms.
Letting sleep slowly claim him his last view over her hair was that she had placed her earpiece beside his on the nightstand. Her watch lay side by side with his, the chain of his dog tags surrounding the items. It seemed so domestic and familiar seeing the items together, one military, one civilian. They looked like they belonged like that side by side, just like their owners.
She took a deep breath and said to her boss.
Look at the computer screen in front of her Elizabeth Weir was nervous. She knew she should tell her superiors what she needed to face to face, but this was as a good a way as any. She took a deep breath and said to her boss...
"After much consideration I have decided that as the civilian leader on this outpost, it is my duty to inform you that as of the date of this correspondence I am official a married woman. My husband should inform you in his own letter as to are recent nuptials, but I thought I would inform you first. From this day forth my full married title is now Mrs. Elizabeth Weir-Sheppard. Yes, as you can tell from my surname I have indeed married my 2IC, military leader, best friend, confidant and most trusted adviser, John Sheppard. Since I am a civilian on this expedition there is no conflict with regards to our positions as leaders of this city, we shall continue to do the jobs we have been doing since we arrived here in the Pegasus galaxy. Speaking of jobs I have enclosed my weekly report with this communication to save on extra file space. Yours sincerely Elizabeth Weir-Sheppard."
Once finished, she read it over and let her finger hover over the send button for a few seconds before hitting send. Sitting back in her chair she brought her hands up and rested them on her stomach, the light catching the gold band on her left hand. No matter what happened from now, she would never have to face the world alone again.