Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once: I don't own any of the characters and I'm not making money off of doing this. This is simply for fun.
Flashback to the Post Prom Party (May 13, 2000):
The doorknob rattles. And they hold their breaths. Waiting for anyone to walk in on them.
By some miracle, the people outside the room seem to have decided to not go in. after a few moments, John pulls himself away. Sweat trickling down the sides of his head. Teyla's eyes blurry with passion. John pulls the hem of her dress down to her knees and helps her off the table. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't have done –"
"You're sorry this happened?" Teyla asks, a hurt look on her face.
"No. Of course not." John denies. "I was gonna say that I'm sorry that it happened here. It should be special for you. Not in some game room." He stepped closer to her. "I would do this with you over and over again." John reddens at this admission.
Looking into his eyes, Teyla makes a decision. Arranging his collar and smoothening his shirt, she turns around and grabs his coat jacket and helps him with it. She grabs his left hand with her own left hand and pulls him along with her through a pair of french doors leading to a side garden.
She looks back and sees the confusion on his face. She smiles shyly and keeps walking. They make a left, which leads out onto the front yard. The music blaring in the background. Walking towards the direction of her house. Luckily, she and Elizabeth are next door neighbors.
John is trailing behind her, watching her hips sway. The chiffon dress fluidly moving along. Before they reach the fence dividing both properties, with his hand clasped in hers, he moves forward til his front is touching her back and puts his right arm around her waist bringing her against him. Kissing her neck as his hands move from her waist to the front of her thigh, caressing her. In public. With the danger of being caught. When John's hand moves further up the middle to cup her, Teyla gasps. She pulls him towards the side yard leading to the yard behind her house.
"What about your parents?" John asks.
"They left for a conference in Miami. A limo picked them up for their flight after you came for me." She tells him as they tiptoe carefully to the back.
"So remind me why we're sneaking around the back?"
"One word. Anita."
"Oh." John says. Momentarily forgetting the motherly housekeeper who had raised her. Hell, she raised him too when Teyla's family had moved in.
"Wait." Teyla says, stopping dead on her tracks. "Do you hear that?" Voices could be heard near the swimming pool. They walk towards the sound cautiously. They see Ronon in blue board shorts, with no shirt on, standing behind Jennifer, who's in her underwear, helping her tie a knot at the back of a black tank top she's wearing. "Well, well, well."
"Okay, I think we should leave them alone." John says, tugging on her arm.
"Okay." Teyla says with a smile, giving the couple one last look as they head towards the trellis underneath her bedroom balcony.
Back to the Present (February 18, 2009):
"John?" Teyla calls out to him, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah?"
"Your shot." Teyla tells him.
"Right." John takes a shot and misses.
X
Inside the bar Jennifer has started looking through the song book… again. In the meantime, Rodney and Carson have taken the mics and are singing 'You've Got a Friend in Me'.
"You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Son, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me"
Rodney and Carson wave Radek over to join them in the song. Radek jumps up and puts his arms around Carson whose arms are flung over Rodney's shoulders. Katie looks over at Patty and smiles. She's relieved and happy that the Rodney and her husband have mended their friendship.
"And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You're gonna see
It's our destiny
You've got a friend in me"
Teyla and John have finished their game and decided to join their group. John moves over to stand beside Ronon. He laughs at the singing trio. Teyla takes the empty seat beside Jennifer and reads over her shoulder. Jennifer looks up from the song book and looks straight at Ronon with a wicked smile.
"I've got a song for you." Jennifer says to him. Everyone seated at the table looks from her to him. Ronon's eyebrow cocks up in question.
"What is it?" He asks with a smile.
"All These Things I've Done." She replies.
"Doesn't sound very romantic." Elizabeth comments as she sips her diet coke.
"I won't be singing it." Jennifer says.
"No? Then who will?" Ronon asks, amused at her wicked expression.
"You are." She simply tells him.
"Is it a love song?" Elizabeth asks.
"Nope." Ronon supplies the answer. "And I am not singing it. I am not singing. Period."
"Wanna bet?" Jennifer asks. John laughs at this. "A game of nine ball. I win, you sing."
"And if I win?" Ronon asks, intrigued and getting excited.
"Well, that's entirely up to you." Jennifer says to him.
Evan and Mike whistles at that. "Oh boy!" John says, laughing as he sees Ronon's face. Knowing Ronon, that statement from Jennifer has got him thinking all kinds of things.
"Okay."
"Okay?" Jennifer repeats.
"Yeah, okay."
"So if I lose, what do you want?" Jennifer asks.
"That's for me to know." Ronon answers.
Being drunk, Jennifer agrees. "Fair enough." John sputters, Marie and Laura laugh out loud.
"Wait!" Teyla says. "I'd like to place a wager, too."
"On me? Or against me?" Ronon asks.
"Neither." Teyla simply says, then turns to John. "Against John."
John's eyebrow cocks up. "Uh, I don't think so."
"Oh come on. Same wager." And pointing her thumb at Jennifer. "Jennifer and I against you and Ronon."
John looks at Ronon, unsure of the bet. "Oh come on, guys." Jennifer says. "At least you can sing together. Two heads are better than one."
"She's got a point." Mike says.
"It's not like they're gonna win anyway." Evan says, stifling a laugh.
Marie nudges his foot under the table, silently telling him to Shut up.
Ronon shrugs. "What the hell."
"Deal?" Jennifer and Teyla say together, extending their right hands.
"Deal." John and Ronon say. Shaking the ladies' hands. "But we're playing eight-ball.
X
They've moved onto the balcony to begin playing. The only ones left inside are Katie, Patty and the singing trio.
"I have to be honest, Jennifer, I'm not really good at this. Amateur at best. I just got lucky earlier." Teyla whispers to her. "I just didn't want you to lose alone."
"We're not gonna lose." Jennifer whispers back.
"We're not? Do you have a plan?" Teyla asks.
"Yup. We are going to win." She informs her, as she watches Ronon re-rack. Then looks at Teyla who's standing behind her left shoulder.
"How are we going to do that?" Teyla asks her as she grabs the cue stick Jennifer hands her.
"Distraction. Plus I'm a good shot." Jennifer tells her with a smile, rubbing the blue chalk around the tip og her cue stick.
X
"So how good is she?" Elizabeth asks Marie.
"Pretty Good." Carson says as he joins them outside, leaving Radek with the mic, serenading his wife. Rodney and Katie have also stepped outside to watch the game. "Back in med school, we used ta go ta the Daedalus Restaurant for dinner. A really nice bar but a bit expensive. So we always ended up at this pool hall near the university. I forgot it's name." Carson continues. "But that's where she learned how to play."
"And that's where her karaoke career began, too." Marie adds. Mike and Elizabeth snorts at this.
X
"So, do you ladies want to go first?" John asks, extending his hand with the cue ball, shifting from Teyla to Jennifer.
"Fair's fair." Jennifer says, pushing away his hand. "Let's flip for it." Pulling out a coin from her pocket and handing it to Ronon.
Ronon takes it then says "Heads or Tails?"
"Tails." Jennifer says.
Ronon flips the coin, catches it and then slaps it on the back of his other hand. Taking his hand away he says "Heads."
"Damn." Teyla says. Jennifer looks at her and winks. "What's she doing?" she asks, leaning back to whisper to Laura.
"I dunno, but this is getting interesting." Laura answers.
Jennifer, who is still a little bit drunk, and not to mention daring, is circling the pool table as Ronon takes a break shot scattering the balls, sinking the five. Walking around the table to aim again. Jennifer strategically moves to his line of view, and then slowly unzips her leather jacket, stripping it off of her and tossing it to Evan who's shaking his head in amusement. She pretends to fan herself as she leans on the table with one hand.
Ronon suddenly feels hot. He swallows the lump in his throat as he tries to concentrate and block his vision of Jennifer. But he can't help but stare at her body clad in tight skinny jeans, riding low on her hips, a curve hugging black tank top that's slowly inching up her hips to her waist and baring her flat and semi-toned abdomen.
Jennifer has never really considered herself as super hot. But she knows that some men find her attractive. Her chest may not be as big as Pamela Anderson's, hell, they're not big, period, but she's got curves in the right places. She's a doctor so she knows that she's in shape. The same way she knows Ronon's in excellent shape.
So she holds her cue stick against her side, straightening from the table and hooking her thumbs on the band of her jeans, lowering the side a fraction of an inch. Ronon scratches. Evan laughs out loud at this. Ronon curses to himself, shakes his head and straightens up from the pool table.
"What the fuck was that?" John asks in a strangled whisper.
"Shut up, Sheppard." Ronon warns.
"Teyla, your turn." Jennifer says.
"Me?"
"Yeah." Jennifer answers.
"Okay." Teyla says, unsure that she should go first. She takes a shot and it goes in. Although, the cue ball moves behind a solid ball, making it hard for Teyla to aim for another stripe. "Ugh!"
"That's okay, Teyla." Laura says as she claps.
John takes his turn and observes the layout. When he has laid out his strategy in his head he walks around, positioning himself near a corner pocket, beside Teyla. Jennifer pushes Teyla, cocking her eyebrow towards John. Teyla narrows her eyes, and Jennifer pushes her again. She stumbles against the table and grabs her cue stick. She leans a little bit forward towards John really close and inhales his scent and deliberately moans but only enough for him to hear. John falters and hits the cue ball to the side and misses.
"Nice." Jennifer says to her as she takes a cue stick. Grabbing the Jaeger bomb that Evan was about to take. As soon as she downs the shot she bends over the table, takes aim and sinks a ball. Moving around the other side to aim.
A small group of guys around their early twenties are standing against the railing, admiring Jennifer's backside as she bends over the pool table. It doesn't escape Ronon's notice so he gets ready to pounce on them if they try too do anything stupid. Jennifer moves around again to the other side. Bending once more, giving the guys a good view of her cleavage, pissing Ronon off. So he casually walks over to them.
Marie and Laura notice this and watch him walk over to the guys. He doesn't really say anything to the boys, but he does give them a look and a growl which they assume is quite effective because they shuffled in the bar without a backward glance. Jennifer hadn't even noticed since she's been focused on the game. Sinking ball after ball after ball. John gawks at her skill as she gets ready to sink the eight ball. He nudges Ronon, who's keeping an eye on the guys who were staring at Jennifer through the glass, to watch her sink the ball in.
Everyone holds their breath as Jennifer takes the shot.
Evan claps both Ronon and John's back as the four players set their cue sticks on the pool table.
TBC.
Note: The Daedalus Restaurant isn't fictional. There really is one in Boston.