A/N: I'm not really sure about how this chapter turned out, but decided to post it anyways. Reviews are very much appreciated!

Teyla was being pulled by her hand by one of the children she'd been sitting next to at the table. She'd been talking to the girl's mother she assumed. They looked a lot alike. Both having fair skin, dark hair and blue eyes. "Come dance with me!" the girl insisted. The girl's mother gave her a stern look. "Pleaaase?" the girl added, asking hopefully.

It took little convincing."Alright, alright", Teyla smiled at the girl, "I will go dancing with you". Putting her drink down she left her seat to go with her. "Yay!" the child exclaimed. Pulling Teyla's hand a little harder to go towards the fire.

John was standing a little on the outside of the dancing crowd, looking across the large fire. Hoping to spot a glance of a familiar red shirt through the crowd. Where was she? He scanned the crowd for her face and finally noticed her, somewhere in the background talking to Tharo, the Medarion leader.

Elizabeth smiled at Tharo. The man touching her shoulder and standing close to tell her something, leaning towards her ear. Probably to make himself heard over the music. He thought. As if she'd felt him looking at her, Elizabeth lifted her eyes directly into John's direction. Holding his gaze for a moment. John suddenly felt a nervous pang come up from his stomach. Like he had been caught spying her in a way. When he really wasn't. Was he? Just making sure she is alright. He told himself. Elizabeth smiled at him for a moment and gave him a subtle nod before averting her eyes. Focusing on her conversation again.

She was alright John realized.

He looked at the crowd again. Teyla was swaying around with the little girl. The girl jumping up and down excitedly. Most people were dancing almost in ecstasy he noticed. Smiling faces everywhere. Some men had lit up a couple of smaller fires near the larger one. Lighting up the beach area near the huts where the people seemed to have their homes. Women and men dancing with each other. Spinning and dipping. They had it all going on. A duo playing cheerful music. Melodic tunes coming from the man playing a guitar-like instrument. A woman with long, dark, wavy hair playing a drum providing the bass tones.

John's gaze cut back to the place where he'd last seen Elizabeth talking to Tharo. They weren't there anymore.

The music was getting louder and people laughing filled his senses.

"Come on!" someone yelled.

He felt a hand tug at his arm and suddenly he was being pulled into the crowd

Usually he wasn't one to dance at parties. He was more a hang-at-the-bar kind of guy. Happy just watching others dance and scanning the people present in the room. Not that he was a wall flower. No, he could joke around just as much at the bar. He just didn't like dancing particularly. Having a good time, didn't really went hand in hand with dancing to him.

But into this dancing crowd it was hard not to move. Standing still was almost impossible. With people continuously bumping into him. And he had to admit, the music was kind of catchy.

Surprised he was as well that Rodney seemed to have made his way away from the food. He was a few feet away from John, dancing rather comically with a Medarion woman. They both seemed into it. Rodney was doing 'the robot', making funny faces in the process. The woman laughed at him, trying to copy his moves.

Minding his own business again, John started moving to the rhythm of the music. Occasionally stealing a short dance with someone next to him. He actually was enjoying himself. He didn't know if it was the island or maybe the drinks they'd been having at dinner. But he was having fun. Enjoying the moment.

"I didn't know you danced!", he heard a familiar voice exclaim directly behind him.

He turned around to face the amused face of Elizabeth Weir.

"Yeah.. well.. You know.." He shrugged, smiling at her, "It is a great party".

"It certainly is!" She replied grinning. She nodded her head a little to the left "Any idea how that happened?" She said signaling into the direction Rodney was standing.

He turned his head and noticed Rodney now dancing rather intimately with the woman he'd seen him with before.

"Never thought it'd be humanly possible", A lopsided grin appeared on his face, "Not in our universe anyways"

"Yes. Well maybe that's just it. The women here certainly have a positive outlook on life".

"Yeah, but still a good looking woman who is that positive?" They both turned their head to glance at the dancing pair. The woman was smiling brightly at the Canadian scientist and had her hands all over him. "I mean, it still is Rodney", he joked.

Elizabeth laughed at him, "Hey be nice now John"

"Me? I'm always nice", he mock-pretended.

This got him a raised eyebrow from her.

"Well…" he started, but was cut off from finishing his sentence. Interrupted by the crowd becoming even more active than before. Responding to the energizing bass of the music. John was caught off guard by someone bumping hard into his back, causing him to lose balance and stumble forward. Almost falling down in the process. In a reflex John grasped Elizabeth by the waist to steady himself.

She shrieked, not expecting the sudden weight leaning on her. Barely keeping straight herself.

"Oofh!" He grumbled, "Sorry about that". He looked at her apologetically. The crowd was thickening around the fire. They were standing quite close to it. He could feel the warmth radiating both from the fire and the people around him. They were surrounded by people. His personal space almost nonexistent now, being invaded by others.

He was still holding Elizabeth by the waist. Usually they didn't touch each other much. A natural response of him would be to quickly let go of her again. But she actually didn't seem to mind him touching her. And he felt strangely comfortable with the situation as well. Which was weird for him he reasoned.

Following the movements of the crowd, they started swaying to the music. Elizabeth placed her hand on his shoulder. They were being pressed closer together. Sharing each other's space. Or whatever was left of it. She looked up at him, searching his eyes. Hesitating a moment before placing her head next to his. Tentatively touching his cheek with hers.

She let out a soft sigh.

"John…"

It felt right and wrong at the same time. Being this close to Elizabeth didn't freak him out. On the contrary…

Something is definitely not right, he thought.

"Something is not right", he said suddenly. Voicing his thought.

"Did you notice, you know… anything different from before?" He asked her.

She was quiet for a moment.

"I think so", she replied softly. He could feel her breath on his neck. "It just all seems so… surreal. And I don't even know if that's the right word to describe it".

She continued, "All day I felt so happy and relaxed. But right now… it's like my feelings and thoughts don't match up anymore. It's a strange sensation". She moved her head to look him in the eye, speaking up a little, "Very confusing".

"I know".

The relaxed feeling he'd been having while on the planet seemed to be wearing off little by little. He'd noticed it a little earlier during the evening already. Just subtly, but he felt a difference in his mood. It started to get a little less cheerful. Becoming more aware. And as of yet, he wasn't sure about what.

The last bits of daylight were making place for the glow of the stars in the dark sky. The fires on the beach providing a beacon of light. The little girl Teyla's been dancing with suddenly comes to a stop. Turning her head, looking up at the sky.

"Oh no, there's no moon", she says, sounding alarmed. The girl looks at Teyla. Her eyes large with fear. "We must go. We must go hide!"

That was the moment the music stopped. And complete silence followed.