Day 55, morning; Hallways, Radio; Attn: Elizabeth (and Peter) [F]

[j_sheppard]

John stopped running a couple of hallways from his quarters, using the walk back to cool down. This morning, he felt the years the wraith had taken. He was still breathing a little fast by the time he made it through his door. He toed off his running shoes and pulled off his shirt, using it to wipe the perspiration from his face and neck, checked

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[dr_liz_weir]

She and Peter had risen together this morning, and as much as she loved the simple domesticity of preparing for the day together, there was, at the same time, a sense of daring about it. Peter felt it too, she could tell, and they'd shared a conspiratorial grin as they'd stepped into the corridor together. 'Let anyone try to say anything about it,' it seemed to say.

They'd not taken two steps toward the transporter when Elizabeth's radio signaled. "Good morning Major," she greeted the voice that had signaled her. "What can I do for you?"

[j_sheppard]

"I was checking to see when you wanted to meet for breakfast," John answered, shucking his sweatpants and boxers. "I just got back from my morning run, so I'm going to hit the shower first, but I could be in the mess in... fifteen or so."

[dr_liz_weir]

"I'm on my way there now," Elizabeth said with a smile. "That'll give me time to touch base with a few folks, so I think your timing is perfect."

[j_sheppard]

"Great, I'll see you then," John answered, starting the shower. "Sheppard out."