"Dream a Little Dream" SGA Ficlit
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis, if I did, season 4 would be different. *grin* The grand high Mucky Mucks own it, alas and alack. I am making no money from this ficlit and no copyright infringement is intended. Any similarity to any story not my own is coincidence.
Title: Dream a Little Dream (a second part to Better Later Than Never)
Genre: SGA; John/Elizabeth; AU of course
Rating: PG; rated for mild language
Timeline: Sometime during Season 4
Warning: Based on certain assumptions in regards to Season 4 spoilers. And well, it's me so, include high sugar/sap content. *grin*
Note: Time break indicated by ellipses and boldface.
This is a very, very quick continuation of Better Later Than Never and will make absolutely no sense if you haven't read that really. Though that story does stand on its own as that is the way that it was written.
That being said, oh boy is there a rating change between the two though. The first is NC-17 and this is only PG; just so that you're warned.
Dream a Little Dream
Elizabeth sat against her headboard and tucked her knees up tightly to her chest. She held the small Ancient looking object in her hands and rested them on top of her knees so that she could contemplate the device.
She had long since deciphered the blue jewel toned glyphs; John, Elizabeth, dream, transcendence, spirit, mind, body, join, and one that essentially meant, begin. Elizabeth lightly traced the begin glyph, wondering if John had already used his device. She wondered if he had been using it, and when he didn’t find her, thought it was because the device didn’t work. Or she wondered, had he thought that Elizabeth herself had simply chosen to not continue whatever it was that they had possibly started back on Atlantis.
“Does he think it was a one night stand for me?” she asked aloud, causing Sedge’s ears to perk up.
She had thought that her final night on Atlantis was the last time she would ever see John. She had been almost certain that she would never be allowed to return. And it still seemed to be the most likely possibility. She was back on Earth. She would remain back on Earth. John was on Atlantis; simple as that.
“Was it a one night stand?” she asked the hot, still night surrounding her.
Then Elizabeth felt the warm leaf pendant of her necklace rub against her skin lightly as she shifted on the bed. She had worn it everyday since John had given it to her.
Elizabeth smiled. “I guess not,” she murmured, fingering the necklace and feeling the simple engraving on the back, knowing every letter by heart.
She turned her attention back to the device.
“So why haven’t I used this, Sedge?”
The golden lab tilted her head, listening to Elizabeth’s voice.
“Because Dr. Elizabeth Weir, international diplomat and former leader of Atlantis,” she continued. “Is scared senseless of being, Beth,” Elizabeth answered herself.
She looked over to where Sedge sat attentively listening. The dog thumped her tail on the hardwood floor as she saw Elizabeth’s attention seemingly shift to her.
“I can be Dr. Weir. I can be Elizabeth. I can even be ‘Lizabeth. But I don’t know if I can be Beth,” she admitted. “Beth might loose herself in John. Beth might be in madly love with the man. Beth could be immeasurably hurt by him. And Beth misses him more than words can say,” Elizabeth said in a rush, still addressing Sedge.
“I’m scared,” she murmured, contemplating the device once more before rubbing her necklace in her fingertips like a touchstone. “But it wasn’t just a one night stand,” she said softly.
Elizabeth took a deep breath, pressed the begin glyph and set the device on the nightstand. She lay back and felt the bed shift as Sedge hopped up and settled herself on the end.
“Here goes everything, Sedge-Girl.”
She closed her eyes…
Elizabeth felt the sunlight first, warm on the tops of her arms and legs, and glowing red behind her eyelids. The grass was cool and damp beneath her and she felt the moisture start to chill her a little through her thin pink tee-shirt and flannel pajama pants.
“At first, I wondered when you were going to show up,” she heard an intimately familiar voice say from above her. “Then I started to wonder if you were going to show up. About three weeks ago, McKay told me that I should just give it up.”
John paused. “It’s been five months, Elizabeth.”
She cringed inwardly at hearing her given name. “I know," she replied quietly, keeping her eyes closed.
Elizabeth was still, listening to John’s breath above her like a soft breeze.
“Well, McKay’ll be glad to know that his device works at least.”
Suddenly there was silence, and Elizabeth opened her eyes quickly, blinking in the bright summer sunlight. “John?”
She sat up, terrified that he had simply left and unsure of the way that things worked in the strange dreaming that the device had created.
“John?”
Elizabeth looked around almost frantically until she saw him already some distance behind her.
“John!”
She was up and running in his direction. “Wait! Please!”
He stopped. He waited.
“I…” she almost stammered as she reached him. “I..” she said hesitantly, uncharacteristically at a loss for words.
John turned.
“I missed you.”
He gave her an incredulous look.
“I’ve missed you so much… too much…”
“You missed me, so you didn’t use the one way that we can see each other?” he asked in disbelief.
“I’ve never been Beth,” she said abruptly, knowing that she wasn’t making any sense to him, but not knowing how else to explain. “I’ve been Elizabeth, and Liz, even Lizzie once. But I’ve never been Beth.”
She tried to meet his eyes, so dark and shuttered to her after five months.
“You’re the only one that’s ever seen me as Beth.”
“Elizabeth, you’re not making any sense.”
“I know; I know,” she said holding up her hands. She took a deep breath.
“I’m not coming back to Atlantis.”
“Elizabeth…”
She held up a hand to interrupt him. “…I’m not coming back to Atlantis, John. Still, what happened, that last night, it wasn’t just a one night stand.” Elizabeth worried her bottom lip. “It wasn’t a one night stand. But…”
“But?” he prompted.
She took a deep breath. “It was more than I expected.”
He waited for her to continue.
“I didn’t know I was a Beth…” She sucked on her bottom lip a moment, intensely aware that John was watching her every movement. “And Beth is someone that couldn’t do what Elizabeth did; leave you as easily as she left Simon. Beth can’t hide anything from you. Beth can’t keep anything back from you.”
Elizabeth took a deep breath as if preparing to dive into deep water. “If I’m Beth, I have to be with you. And I’ve never done that John… never…” she confessed. “It’s like when the Asurans put me in that nightmare and only you could get me out. You were the only one that could save me, and I was lost without you.”
John took a single step forward.
“It scares me how much I need you. It scares me how much I love you. So I… I stayed away… I’m sorry,” she said in a soft whisper, ducking her head.
“Lizabeth…”
John stepped the rest of the way to her and reached for her chin. He tilted her head up so that he could look in her eyes.
“Lizabeth… I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you. I can’t tell you when it’ll end. I can’t even tell you where this is going. But I can promise you that I will cherish you… Elizabeth... ‘Lizabeth… Beth… I will cherish you. I will love you, not matter what. You’re what’s been missing in my life and I never fully realized it until that night…And I know now that we just fit together,” he said with a small grin.
“Yes…” she agreed.
“Be scared, Elizabeth. Hell, be terrified, I know I am. But be here; be with me.”
She let herself look into his eyes, so nakedly honest and almost surprisingly open; more open than she had ever seen them.
“So what, we’ll be scared together?”
“We’ll be in love together,” he corrected her.
“In love,” she murmured.
“In love… Beth…my Beth. I’ve waited. I don’t want to wait anymore. I don’t want to lose any more time to things unsaid. I just want you… Let yourself want me too, please…”
She met his eyes, and bit her bottom lip a moment before asking, “I’ll meet you tomorrow night then?”
“Yes,” he answered. He gave her a huge grin. “Yes.”
“Can I get a kiss goodnight?” she asked with a small smile of her own.
He gave her a kiss that lingered on her lips even as Elizabeth woke in her own bed.
“Goodnight, John,” she whispered. “See you soon…”
Title: Dream a Little Dream (a second part to Better Later Than Never)
Genre: SGA; John/Elizabeth; AU of course
Rating: PG; rated for mild language
Timeline: Sometime during Season 4
Warning: Based on certain assumptions in regards to Season 4 spoilers. And well, it's me so, include high sugar/sap content. *grin*
Note: Time break indicated by ellipses and boldface.
This is a very, very quick continuation of Better Later Than Never and will make absolutely no sense if you haven't read that really. Though that story does stand on its own as that is the way that it was written.
That being said, oh boy is there a rating change between the two though. The first is NC-17 and this is only PG; just so that you're warned.
Dream a Little Dream
Elizabeth sat against her headboard and tucked her knees up tightly to her chest. She held the small Ancient looking object in her hands and rested them on top of her knees so that she could contemplate the device.
She had long since deciphered the blue jewel toned glyphs; John, Elizabeth, dream, transcendence, spirit, mind, body, join, and one that essentially meant, begin. Elizabeth lightly traced the begin glyph, wondering if John had already used his device. She wondered if he had been using it, and when he didn’t find her, thought it was because the device didn’t work. Or she wondered, had he thought that Elizabeth herself had simply chosen to not continue whatever it was that they had possibly started back on Atlantis.
“Does he think it was a one night stand for me?” she asked aloud, causing Sedge’s ears to perk up.
She had thought that her final night on Atlantis was the last time she would ever see John. She had been almost certain that she would never be allowed to return. And it still seemed to be the most likely possibility. She was back on Earth. She would remain back on Earth. John was on Atlantis; simple as that.
“Was it a one night stand?” she asked the hot, still night surrounding her.
Then Elizabeth felt the warm leaf pendant of her necklace rub against her skin lightly as she shifted on the bed. She had worn it everyday since John had given it to her.
Elizabeth smiled. “I guess not,” she murmured, fingering the necklace and feeling the simple engraving on the back, knowing every letter by heart.
She turned her attention back to the device.
“So why haven’t I used this, Sedge?”
The golden lab tilted her head, listening to Elizabeth’s voice.
“Because Dr. Elizabeth Weir, international diplomat and former leader of Atlantis,” she continued. “Is scared senseless of being, Beth,” Elizabeth answered herself.
She looked over to where Sedge sat attentively listening. The dog thumped her tail on the hardwood floor as she saw Elizabeth’s attention seemingly shift to her.
“I can be Dr. Weir. I can be Elizabeth. I can even be ‘Lizabeth. But I don’t know if I can be Beth,” she admitted. “Beth might loose herself in John. Beth might be in madly love with the man. Beth could be immeasurably hurt by him. And Beth misses him more than words can say,” Elizabeth said in a rush, still addressing Sedge.
“I’m scared,” she murmured, contemplating the device once more before rubbing her necklace in her fingertips like a touchstone. “But it wasn’t just a one night stand,” she said softly.
Elizabeth took a deep breath, pressed the begin glyph and set the device on the nightstand. She lay back and felt the bed shift as Sedge hopped up and settled herself on the end.
“Here goes everything, Sedge-Girl.”
She closed her eyes…
Elizabeth felt the sunlight first, warm on the tops of her arms and legs, and glowing red behind her eyelids. The grass was cool and damp beneath her and she felt the moisture start to chill her a little through her thin pink tee-shirt and flannel pajama pants.
“At first, I wondered when you were going to show up,” she heard an intimately familiar voice say from above her. “Then I started to wonder if you were going to show up. About three weeks ago, McKay told me that I should just give it up.”
John paused. “It’s been five months, Elizabeth.”
She cringed inwardly at hearing her given name. “I know," she replied quietly, keeping her eyes closed.
Elizabeth was still, listening to John’s breath above her like a soft breeze.
“Well, McKay’ll be glad to know that his device works at least.”
Suddenly there was silence, and Elizabeth opened her eyes quickly, blinking in the bright summer sunlight. “John?”
She sat up, terrified that he had simply left and unsure of the way that things worked in the strange dreaming that the device had created.
“John?”
Elizabeth looked around almost frantically until she saw him already some distance behind her.
“John!”
She was up and running in his direction. “Wait! Please!”
He stopped. He waited.
“I…” she almost stammered as she reached him. “I..” she said hesitantly, uncharacteristically at a loss for words.
John turned.
“I missed you.”
He gave her an incredulous look.
“I’ve missed you so much… too much…”
“You missed me, so you didn’t use the one way that we can see each other?” he asked in disbelief.
“I’ve never been Beth,” she said abruptly, knowing that she wasn’t making any sense to him, but not knowing how else to explain. “I’ve been Elizabeth, and Liz, even Lizzie once. But I’ve never been Beth.”
She tried to meet his eyes, so dark and shuttered to her after five months.
“You’re the only one that’s ever seen me as Beth.”
“Elizabeth, you’re not making any sense.”
“I know; I know,” she said holding up her hands. She took a deep breath.
“I’m not coming back to Atlantis.”
“Elizabeth…”
She held up a hand to interrupt him. “…I’m not coming back to Atlantis, John. Still, what happened, that last night, it wasn’t just a one night stand.” Elizabeth worried her bottom lip. “It wasn’t a one night stand. But…”
“But?” he prompted.
She took a deep breath. “It was more than I expected.”
He waited for her to continue.
“I didn’t know I was a Beth…” She sucked on her bottom lip a moment, intensely aware that John was watching her every movement. “And Beth is someone that couldn’t do what Elizabeth did; leave you as easily as she left Simon. Beth can’t hide anything from you. Beth can’t keep anything back from you.”
Elizabeth took a deep breath as if preparing to dive into deep water. “If I’m Beth, I have to be with you. And I’ve never done that John… never…” she confessed. “It’s like when the Asurans put me in that nightmare and only you could get me out. You were the only one that could save me, and I was lost without you.”
John took a single step forward.
“It scares me how much I need you. It scares me how much I love you. So I… I stayed away… I’m sorry,” she said in a soft whisper, ducking her head.
“Lizabeth…”
John stepped the rest of the way to her and reached for her chin. He tilted her head up so that he could look in her eyes.
“Lizabeth… I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you. I can’t tell you when it’ll end. I can’t even tell you where this is going. But I can promise you that I will cherish you… Elizabeth... ‘Lizabeth… Beth… I will cherish you. I will love you, not matter what. You’re what’s been missing in my life and I never fully realized it until that night…And I know now that we just fit together,” he said with a small grin.
“Yes…” she agreed.
“Be scared, Elizabeth. Hell, be terrified, I know I am. But be here; be with me.”
She let herself look into his eyes, so nakedly honest and almost surprisingly open; more open than she had ever seen them.
“So what, we’ll be scared together?”
“We’ll be in love together,” he corrected her.
“In love,” she murmured.
“In love… Beth…my Beth. I’ve waited. I don’t want to wait anymore. I don’t want to lose any more time to things unsaid. I just want you… Let yourself want me too, please…”
She met his eyes, and bit her bottom lip a moment before asking, “I’ll meet you tomorrow night then?”
“Yes,” he answered. He gave her a huge grin. “Yes.”
“Can I get a kiss goodnight?” she asked with a small smile of her own.
He gave her a kiss that lingered on her lips even as Elizabeth woke in her own bed.
“Goodnight, John,” she whispered. “See you soon…”