Part Three "The Strange Case of the Missing Pertew"
Finally, I have found my muse again. I'm so happy I was getting worried there.
thanks to angw for being my beta :))
Title: The Strange Case of the Missing Pertew"
Author: Nicole
Chapter: 3/4
Rating: PG-13 (slight swearing)
Spoilers: none
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: J/T shippy
Summary: John figures out the perfect gift for Teyla..then he loses it
Previous chapters can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2977734/1/
Part Three
(sorry this took so long my muse had left me but it appears to be back with a vengence part four should be up w/n a week)
Hope you enjoy :)
John’s radio crackled to life. “Colonel, this is McKay do you copy?”
“I hear ya Rodney. Any luck?”
There was a pause. “I’m sorry, but no.”
John tried not to loose hope, but they had been searching for over and hour, and he was running out of time. Atlantis was a big city. Too big for any two men to search thoroughly in a few weeks, let alone a few hours.
John zoned out as his friend listed off all the areas he’d searched so far. This was getting them nowhere but he couldn’t give up. This was for Teyla for Pete’s sake. Not just some random person. No he wouldn’t lose hope...not for another 45 minutes anyway.
45 min later
“I am so screwed Rodney.” John slumped against the nearest wall and banged the radio against his already aching forehead several times.
“Okay look. I still have a few ideas. Go meet Teyla, talk about that “report.” I’ll radio you when I find it. I’ll make up something clever...like I need to speak with you a moment. Then I can hand you the gift.”
John couldn’t suppress his strangled laugh. “Rodney what the hell makes you think you’re going to find it in the next...say...20 minutes.”
There was a short pause. “Because I am the smartest person in the Pegasus Galaxy.”
Sheppard was too tired and upset to offer a good comeback, so he just let it go.
“Okay, I’m going to shower and then head towards her quarters.” And I have fifteen minutes to do it.
“Go and don’t worry. I’m on it.”
“That makes me feel soooo much better.”
“Shut up and get going.”
“Funny I was going to tell you the same thing” John quipped into the radio as he made a bee line for his desperately needed shower.
****
“You are right on time.” Teyla’s bright and sunny face almost made him forget all his frustration.
“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”
She stared at him blankly.
“Sorry Teyla, another of those Earth sayings. It just means I’m glad to see you.”
Her smile got wider. “I am glad to see you as well.” She stepped back and gestured for him to enter.
John felt his smiling fading as his anxieties returned. What the hell was he going to say? He hadn’t even bothered to take more than a glance at that oh so important mission report they were supposed to be discussing.
Teyla was expecting him to have questions for her. John sauntered into the seat she had obviously laid out for him. A desk made for one, didn’t normally have two chairs sitting by it. That damn report was laying face up, it seemed to be staring at him. Mocking him.
“Colonel. Is everything all right.” Her normally serene face was pinched with worry.
Shit.Had she been speaking to him? Or maybe it’s just your “dead man walking” expression idiot. Come on Rodney pull another miracle out of that hat of yours.
“We can do this another night if you wish.”
“No.” He almost jumped at the determination in his voice. Apparently his heart had already made up its mind. John smiled. “I mean I’m fine Teyla. Sorry if I seem a little distracted, today’s been...interesting.”
“I guess so.” Teyla still looked concerned, but she took her seat next to him.
The fabric of her shirt rustled as it brushed up against her desk, drawing his attention to her partially exposed mid-drift. He fought the urge to blush as she caught him staring.
“So how about that report,” he blurted.
“Report...oh yes.” Teyla began fiddling with the data pad lying on the desk. Her fingers drummed the top of it for a few moments before slamming it back onto the table.
John nearly tumbled from the chair, but managed to not so gracefully catch himself halfway down by grabbing onto Teyla’s thigh.
Real impressive. If only daddy could see me now. Great reflexes my ass. Cool under pressure. Not today. John suppressed a groan and went to pull himself into a normal upright position.
“I am so sorry John.”
“You’re sorry?” He lifted is gaze off the ground and found his face mere inches from Teyla’s soft, sad, eyes. All thoughts of even pretending to want to discuss the report vanished.
“It is my fault I startled you. Today has been interesting for me as well I suppose.”
She placed her warm, steady hands on his forearms and helped him sit up.
“Stressful huh?”
She gave him a broken smile. “You could say that.”
“Wanna talk about it?”
“No I do not think that would be wise.” She swallowed. “For various reasons.” Her eyes drifted down towards her lap.
“Teyla you can-” Crap. There was no fighting his urge to blush this time. John felt his face turning all shades of red. He grimaced and quickly removed his hand that he had somehow forgotten was not only resting on her thigh, but had at some point gotten a mind of it’s own, and had begun rubbing her leg in a soothing motion.
Hell John, why don’t you just ask her to do a strip tease while you’re at it.
He buried his face in his now sweaty palms. “This is not how I pictured this evening going at all Teyla. I’m such as ass.”
“John you are not an ass. And what did you have in mind for this evening. I am going to assume you could not care less about that report.”
“Why would you say that?” He mumbled into his hands.
“Because I do not care about it either.”
John’s head snapped up. “Say what?”
Much to his annoyance Rodney choose that moment to radio him.
“Teyla this might actually be important. Hold that thought.” He pleaded while he backed towards her door.
Her eyebrows had reached her forehead, but she didn’t object.
John stumbled out into the hallway. “Why the hell do I turn into a bumbling idiot whenever I’m alone with her?”
“Don’t worry Colonel. It’s not just when you’re alone with her.”
The thought of choking McKay was suddenly very appealing. “Look I just made a total ass of myself in there so you better have something other than insults to offer...me.”
Rodney was giving him that “I’m a genius grin” while holding the no longer missing gift out in front of him. At that moment John couldn’t agree more.
“You’re a genius McKay!”
“I know.”
“How...where...when?”
Rodney shook his head. “It’s too long and complicated for your brain to process, especially right now I think. Let’s just say, I looked in the last place we would have thought too because it was too obvious.”
“What?”
“Oh for...I found it in the same storage room where I caught you inspecting it. The...whatever it is, had fallen in between to boxes, you probably dropped it in your haste to hide it from me.”
John knew he was gaping at his friend but he didn’t care. “You’re the best Rodney.” He snatched it from McKay and gave it a quick once over. “It looks okay still.”
“I took the liberty of dusting it off for you.”
“Thanks. Really.”
“Don’t go getting all weepy on me, just get in there and do whatever it is you were planning on doing in the first place.”
John smiled and patted Rodney on the back before hiding the item behind his back. Once situated he opened the door and re-entered Teyla’s room, determined not to screw it up this time.
feedback is loved and adored. What did you think:))
thanks to angw for being my beta :))
Title: The Strange Case of the Missing Pertew"
Author: Nicole
Chapter: 3/4
Rating: PG-13 (slight swearing)
Spoilers: none
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: J/T shippy
Summary: John figures out the perfect gift for Teyla..then he loses it
Previous chapters can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2977734/1/
Part Three
(sorry this took so long my muse had left me but it appears to be back with a vengence part four should be up w/n a week)
Hope you enjoy :)
John’s radio crackled to life. “Colonel, this is McKay do you copy?”
“I hear ya Rodney. Any luck?”
There was a pause. “I’m sorry, but no.”
John tried not to loose hope, but they had been searching for over and hour, and he was running out of time. Atlantis was a big city. Too big for any two men to search thoroughly in a few weeks, let alone a few hours.
John zoned out as his friend listed off all the areas he’d searched so far. This was getting them nowhere but he couldn’t give up. This was for Teyla for Pete’s sake. Not just some random person. No he wouldn’t lose hope...not for another 45 minutes anyway.
45 min later
“I am so screwed Rodney.” John slumped against the nearest wall and banged the radio against his already aching forehead several times.
“Okay look. I still have a few ideas. Go meet Teyla, talk about that “report.” I’ll radio you when I find it. I’ll make up something clever...like I need to speak with you a moment. Then I can hand you the gift.”
John couldn’t suppress his strangled laugh. “Rodney what the hell makes you think you’re going to find it in the next...say...20 minutes.”
There was a short pause. “Because I am the smartest person in the Pegasus Galaxy.”
Sheppard was too tired and upset to offer a good comeback, so he just let it go.
“Okay, I’m going to shower and then head towards her quarters.” And I have fifteen minutes to do it.
“Go and don’t worry. I’m on it.”
“That makes me feel soooo much better.”
“Shut up and get going.”
“Funny I was going to tell you the same thing” John quipped into the radio as he made a bee line for his desperately needed shower.
****
“You are right on time.” Teyla’s bright and sunny face almost made him forget all his frustration.
“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”
She stared at him blankly.
“Sorry Teyla, another of those Earth sayings. It just means I’m glad to see you.”
Her smile got wider. “I am glad to see you as well.” She stepped back and gestured for him to enter.
John felt his smiling fading as his anxieties returned. What the hell was he going to say? He hadn’t even bothered to take more than a glance at that oh so important mission report they were supposed to be discussing.
Teyla was expecting him to have questions for her. John sauntered into the seat she had obviously laid out for him. A desk made for one, didn’t normally have two chairs sitting by it. That damn report was laying face up, it seemed to be staring at him. Mocking him.
“Colonel. Is everything all right.” Her normally serene face was pinched with worry.
Shit.Had she been speaking to him? Or maybe it’s just your “dead man walking” expression idiot. Come on Rodney pull another miracle out of that hat of yours.
“We can do this another night if you wish.”
“No.” He almost jumped at the determination in his voice. Apparently his heart had already made up its mind. John smiled. “I mean I’m fine Teyla. Sorry if I seem a little distracted, today’s been...interesting.”
“I guess so.” Teyla still looked concerned, but she took her seat next to him.
The fabric of her shirt rustled as it brushed up against her desk, drawing his attention to her partially exposed mid-drift. He fought the urge to blush as she caught him staring.
“So how about that report,” he blurted.
“Report...oh yes.” Teyla began fiddling with the data pad lying on the desk. Her fingers drummed the top of it for a few moments before slamming it back onto the table.
John nearly tumbled from the chair, but managed to not so gracefully catch himself halfway down by grabbing onto Teyla’s thigh.
Real impressive. If only daddy could see me now. Great reflexes my ass. Cool under pressure. Not today. John suppressed a groan and went to pull himself into a normal upright position.
“I am so sorry John.”
“You’re sorry?” He lifted is gaze off the ground and found his face mere inches from Teyla’s soft, sad, eyes. All thoughts of even pretending to want to discuss the report vanished.
“It is my fault I startled you. Today has been interesting for me as well I suppose.”
She placed her warm, steady hands on his forearms and helped him sit up.
“Stressful huh?”
She gave him a broken smile. “You could say that.”
“Wanna talk about it?”
“No I do not think that would be wise.” She swallowed. “For various reasons.” Her eyes drifted down towards her lap.
“Teyla you can-” Crap. There was no fighting his urge to blush this time. John felt his face turning all shades of red. He grimaced and quickly removed his hand that he had somehow forgotten was not only resting on her thigh, but had at some point gotten a mind of it’s own, and had begun rubbing her leg in a soothing motion.
Hell John, why don’t you just ask her to do a strip tease while you’re at it.
He buried his face in his now sweaty palms. “This is not how I pictured this evening going at all Teyla. I’m such as ass.”
“John you are not an ass. And what did you have in mind for this evening. I am going to assume you could not care less about that report.”
“Why would you say that?” He mumbled into his hands.
“Because I do not care about it either.”
John’s head snapped up. “Say what?”
Much to his annoyance Rodney choose that moment to radio him.
“Teyla this might actually be important. Hold that thought.” He pleaded while he backed towards her door.
Her eyebrows had reached her forehead, but she didn’t object.
John stumbled out into the hallway. “Why the hell do I turn into a bumbling idiot whenever I’m alone with her?”
“Don’t worry Colonel. It’s not just when you’re alone with her.”
The thought of choking McKay was suddenly very appealing. “Look I just made a total ass of myself in there so you better have something other than insults to offer...me.”
Rodney was giving him that “I’m a genius grin” while holding the no longer missing gift out in front of him. At that moment John couldn’t agree more.
“You’re a genius McKay!”
“I know.”
“How...where...when?”
Rodney shook his head. “It’s too long and complicated for your brain to process, especially right now I think. Let’s just say, I looked in the last place we would have thought too because it was too obvious.”
“What?”
“Oh for...I found it in the same storage room where I caught you inspecting it. The...whatever it is, had fallen in between to boxes, you probably dropped it in your haste to hide it from me.”
John knew he was gaping at his friend but he didn’t care. “You’re the best Rodney.” He snatched it from McKay and gave it a quick once over. “It looks okay still.”
“I took the liberty of dusting it off for you.”
“Thanks. Really.”
“Don’t go getting all weepy on me, just get in there and do whatever it is you were planning on doing in the first place.”
John smiled and patted Rodney on the back before hiding the item behind his back. Once situated he opened the door and re-entered Teyla’s room, determined not to screw it up this time.
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