"Walking Elizabeth Home" Cam/Elizabeth Fic (4/12)
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Title: Walking Elizabeth Home
Genre: Fluff/romance; smut
Rating: This part is still PG, maybe PG-13
Timeline: Sometime early season 4 for SGA
Note: Spoilers for the cast change that most know about, but just so you're warned, I used the spoilers and ran with them. Also, while the fic is rated NC-17 over-all, I think that maybe you could read everything but those parts and still get the gist of the story, since, honestly, it's just a relationship plot.
Timebreaks indicated by typeface change and ellipses.
Cameron walked into the Mess and saw Elizabeth sitting quietly, a tablet in her hand and tapping a small stylus between her fingers.
“Here you are,” he greeted her.
“Here I am,” replied with a smile.
“More studies on how long it takes for people to start going crazy when they send more than two dozen geniuses and a bunch of marines across a galaxy and ask them to live together in an Ancient city?” he asked, indicating the tablet in her hand with a small nod.
She grinned, then slowly turned the tablet so that Cameron could see what she was doing.
“Solitaire?”
Elizabeth gave him a little shrug. Cameron set the folded board he was carrying down on the table and sat across from her. He set down a little box next to the board and Elizabeth heard its contents rattling softly. Carefully, he unfolded the plain board covered in a large grid.
“Not chess,” Elizabeth said, a question in her tone.
Cameron gave a small, involuntary shudder. “Not chess,” he confirmed. “I can’t stand chess,” he added without further elaboration. “No, this is Go. It’s like the deviously complex and demented offspring of chess and checkers.”
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow.
“Now,” he said, opening the small box to reveal a small collection of black and white stones. “The simple object is to have as much territory as possible while preventing your opponent from taking either your territory or your pieces.”
Cameron started separating out stones and dividing them into two small piles, white on his side, black on Elizabeth’s. “We take turns placing our stones on the board,” he explained. “Black goes first, and since you’ve not played before, you get nine turns to begin without me placing any stones.” He indicated the nine star points for her to place her stones on and she did so carefully.
“Once you place your stone,” He set one of his own white stones on the board. “You can’t move it, so you have to be careful that you’re certain.”
Elizabeth nodded in acknowledgment of his direction.
“A liberty, is an empty intersection next to a stone.” Cameron pointed out the spots around his stone that he meant. “And stones can be joined in chains.” He helped Elizabeth add one of her stones to a black one already on the board. “Now you can think of that as more like one large stone and all those points around them are the liberties for that chain.”
“You capture a stone when you take away its liberties. And there’s a no-ko rule,” Cameron added. “That just means we can’t repeat the same patterns and get stuck in a game of back and forth tag.”
Elizabeth smiled and nodded. “No tag backs,” she said.
“No tag backs,” he agreed with a grin. “The game ends when there’s no more territory to be gained or stones to be captured.”
Elizabeth nodded, watching while Cameron placed a stone on an intersection of lines before she did the same with one of her own.
“So who taught you?” she asked.
“Doctor Lam did actually,” Cameron replied with a grin. “It’s not all excitement and Gate travel at the SGC.”
Elizabeth smiled.
“It’s hard finding a partner to play with though.”
The former Atlantean leader tapped her tablet. “That’s why solitaire.”
Cameron met her eyes. “But that takes for granted that there’s no one to play with,” he said with a grin. “And it’s always to more fun to play with someone else,” he said, his bright, blue eyes glimmering with amusement.
“So… no partners then?” Elizabeth asked cautiously, setting a stone down.
“Not for a while… no,” the colonel replied. “You play a lot of solitaire?”
Elizabeth was thoughtful for a moment, considering the subtext that flowed beneath their conversation.
“Solitaire is uncomplicated,” she said finally.
“You don’t strike me as the type of person that likes uncomplicated,” Cameron observed, setting one of his own stones down next to hers.
“Sometimes the complications aren’t worth the cost. Sometimes you have to play solitaire because pulling another person into a game with you would be…” she considered her words. “Irresponsible.”
“Why?” Cameron asked carefully.
“It might be too distracting for both people. It might keep them from doing everything that they needed to be doing,” Elizabeth replied, setting down a stone next to one of his.
“But aren’t they…” he paused, considering his own words. “A little less happy?” Cameron asked. “I mean, what if they both want to play, but don’t because they’re worried about it being too… irresponsible.”
“Sometimes you just have to play Solitaire, even if you’d rather be playing Go,” she replied after a moment.
“Well, that just seems a little lonely to me,” he responded quietly, setting yet another white stone down on the almost filled board.
“A little maybe,” she conceded. “But you just find other things to make you happy or give you fulfillment.”
They played in silence for a while.
“I could probably play Solitaire instead,” Cameron said finally. “But I like playing Go. I like the push and pull of the game. I like how the pieces find a kind of balance together in the end. I like how you have to learn about your opponent and how you play together and against each other.”
He risked a glance at his opponent. “I like playing Go with you in fact.”
“That’s just because you have a limited amount of people here for partners,” Elizabeth suggested quietly.
“No,” Cameron countered. “ No, I don’t think that that’s it,” he said slowly.
But before he could say anything else, a small group of officers entered the Mess carrying trays of food.
“Hey, Go,” Lieutenant Abrams said with a grin. She sat down next to Elizabeth. “Mind if I play the winner?” she asked brightly.
“No,” Elizabeth replied. “Here, why don’t you play with Colonel Mitchell?” she suggested, quickly grabbing her tablet and getting up from the table.
“But you’re not done with your game,” the young officer protested. “You still have plenty of moves left.”
“No,” Elizabeth replied. “No, that’s okay. I’m done,” she said, looking at Cameron. “I’m just going to go. I’ve got my Solitaire,” she added, holding up her tablet slightly. “I’ll see you later.”
Cameron watched her leave the Mess before looking down to contemplate the board. He saw that Elizabeth had essentially won the game, but that she had done it by keeping her pieces in a isolated, complicated pattern to hold her territory…
Title: Walking Elizabeth Home
Genre: Fluff/romance; smut
Rating: This part is still PG, maybe PG-13
Timeline: Sometime early season 4 for SGA
Note: Spoilers for the cast change that most know about, but just so you're warned, I used the spoilers and ran with them. Also, while the fic is rated NC-17 over-all, I think that maybe you could read everything but those parts and still get the gist of the story, since, honestly, it's just a relationship plot.
Timebreaks indicated by typeface change and ellipses.
Cameron walked into the Mess and saw Elizabeth sitting quietly, a tablet in her hand and tapping a small stylus between her fingers.
“Here you are,” he greeted her.
“Here I am,” replied with a smile.
“More studies on how long it takes for people to start going crazy when they send more than two dozen geniuses and a bunch of marines across a galaxy and ask them to live together in an Ancient city?” he asked, indicating the tablet in her hand with a small nod.
She grinned, then slowly turned the tablet so that Cameron could see what she was doing.
“Solitaire?”
Elizabeth gave him a little shrug. Cameron set the folded board he was carrying down on the table and sat across from her. He set down a little box next to the board and Elizabeth heard its contents rattling softly. Carefully, he unfolded the plain board covered in a large grid.
“Not chess,” Elizabeth said, a question in her tone.
Cameron gave a small, involuntary shudder. “Not chess,” he confirmed. “I can’t stand chess,” he added without further elaboration. “No, this is Go. It’s like the deviously complex and demented offspring of chess and checkers.”
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow.
“Now,” he said, opening the small box to reveal a small collection of black and white stones. “The simple object is to have as much territory as possible while preventing your opponent from taking either your territory or your pieces.”
Cameron started separating out stones and dividing them into two small piles, white on his side, black on Elizabeth’s. “We take turns placing our stones on the board,” he explained. “Black goes first, and since you’ve not played before, you get nine turns to begin without me placing any stones.” He indicated the nine star points for her to place her stones on and she did so carefully.
“Once you place your stone,” He set one of his own white stones on the board. “You can’t move it, so you have to be careful that you’re certain.”
Elizabeth nodded in acknowledgment of his direction.
“A liberty, is an empty intersection next to a stone.” Cameron pointed out the spots around his stone that he meant. “And stones can be joined in chains.” He helped Elizabeth add one of her stones to a black one already on the board. “Now you can think of that as more like one large stone and all those points around them are the liberties for that chain.”
“You capture a stone when you take away its liberties. And there’s a no-ko rule,” Cameron added. “That just means we can’t repeat the same patterns and get stuck in a game of back and forth tag.”
Elizabeth smiled and nodded. “No tag backs,” she said.
“No tag backs,” he agreed with a grin. “The game ends when there’s no more territory to be gained or stones to be captured.”
Elizabeth nodded, watching while Cameron placed a stone on an intersection of lines before she did the same with one of her own.
“So who taught you?” she asked.
“Doctor Lam did actually,” Cameron replied with a grin. “It’s not all excitement and Gate travel at the SGC.”
Elizabeth smiled.
“It’s hard finding a partner to play with though.”
The former Atlantean leader tapped her tablet. “That’s why solitaire.”
Cameron met her eyes. “But that takes for granted that there’s no one to play with,” he said with a grin. “And it’s always to more fun to play with someone else,” he said, his bright, blue eyes glimmering with amusement.
“So… no partners then?” Elizabeth asked cautiously, setting a stone down.
“Not for a while… no,” the colonel replied. “You play a lot of solitaire?”
Elizabeth was thoughtful for a moment, considering the subtext that flowed beneath their conversation.
“Solitaire is uncomplicated,” she said finally.
“You don’t strike me as the type of person that likes uncomplicated,” Cameron observed, setting one of his own stones down next to hers.
“Sometimes the complications aren’t worth the cost. Sometimes you have to play solitaire because pulling another person into a game with you would be…” she considered her words. “Irresponsible.”
“Why?” Cameron asked carefully.
“It might be too distracting for both people. It might keep them from doing everything that they needed to be doing,” Elizabeth replied, setting down a stone next to one of his.
“But aren’t they…” he paused, considering his own words. “A little less happy?” Cameron asked. “I mean, what if they both want to play, but don’t because they’re worried about it being too… irresponsible.”
“Sometimes you just have to play Solitaire, even if you’d rather be playing Go,” she replied after a moment.
“Well, that just seems a little lonely to me,” he responded quietly, setting yet another white stone down on the almost filled board.
“A little maybe,” she conceded. “But you just find other things to make you happy or give you fulfillment.”
They played in silence for a while.
“I could probably play Solitaire instead,” Cameron said finally. “But I like playing Go. I like the push and pull of the game. I like how the pieces find a kind of balance together in the end. I like how you have to learn about your opponent and how you play together and against each other.”
He risked a glance at his opponent. “I like playing Go with you in fact.”
“That’s just because you have a limited amount of people here for partners,” Elizabeth suggested quietly.
“No,” Cameron countered. “ No, I don’t think that that’s it,” he said slowly.
But before he could say anything else, a small group of officers entered the Mess carrying trays of food.
“Hey, Go,” Lieutenant Abrams said with a grin. She sat down next to Elizabeth. “Mind if I play the winner?” she asked brightly.
“No,” Elizabeth replied. “Here, why don’t you play with Colonel Mitchell?” she suggested, quickly grabbing her tablet and getting up from the table.
“But you’re not done with your game,” the young officer protested. “You still have plenty of moves left.”
“No,” Elizabeth replied. “No, that’s okay. I’m done,” she said, looking at Cameron. “I’m just going to go. I’ve got my Solitaire,” she added, holding up her tablet slightly. “I’ll see you later.”
Cameron watched her leave the Mess before looking down to contemplate the board. He saw that Elizabeth had essentially won the game, but that she had done it by keeping her pieces in a isolated, complicated pattern to hold her territory…