Disclaimer: I'm not Sony, MGM or the others that own it, so I don't claim to own them.
Pairing: John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir
Timeline: Episode Tag to 01:03 Thirty-Eight Minutes
Word Count: 300
Note: I'm working on revisiting fic requests. This is for weird_fin from the prompt found here.
Summary: Elizabeth couldn't let the unknown rest.
"There's no one around now, John. You can tell me what you were really going to say."
John felt Elizabeth's breath ghost over his cheek and her fingers tracing the edges of the bandage covering the right side of his neck.
"Doesn't matter anymore Elizabeth. I made it back in one piece. Mostly," he added in an undertone.
"Not mostly. We- I almost lost you, John. You're too important to this mission, to me, to lose."
She punctuated that final word with a kiss and John angled his head away from her.
"We shouldn't be doing this, Elizabeth."
"Why not?" Elizabeth questioned as she turned his head back to face her. "We're both single. Neither of us will sleep with someone we don't consider to be our rank on Atlantis. We're our only options and I know you're interested," she finished with her hand snaking down to palm his erection.
John let out a sigh and then reached up to capture her lips in a kiss, his arms wrapping around her body to hold her close.
"It's none of those reasons," he whispered. "I won't be coming back one day, Elizabeth, and I don't want you to be left here alone. That’s what I was going to tell you."
"How about we take it one mission at a time, John. There is the chance that you won't make it back, but there's just as good of a chance that you will. I'm willing to take the risk. There's more than one way to end up alone, John, and I'd rather have explored every chance of not being alone before resigning myself to that fate."
"You're sure?" John asked and she answered by guiding him inside her body.
"I'm sure, John. Just promise me you'll always try to make it back."