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24 January 2007 @ 07:31 pm
This is not that fic.  
I was writing Sparky comment!fik for naushika, and it got out of hand. Or just over the comment character limit, whichever.

Sparky, silly, established, PG-13-ish.


She does this on purpose, because she hates him.

"Elizabeth..." John groans, muffling some of the whine in his pillow. "It's six in the morning."

She's not even listening, because she's drying her hair, but he's pretty sure she won't take pity on him and let him out of their six-thirty meeting with Colonel Caldwell. She has a habit of scheduling things at completely ridiculous times of day, like because they're on a 28-hour clock in Atlantis she's no longer constrained to basic human standards of normal business hours.

It doesn't bother her, because she's a morning person. And a night person. Elizabeth doesn't sleep, ever, and he's tired.

Sure, he's been back from his latest mission for 24 hours already, but for most of those Elizabeth was in closed session deliberating the scientific budget, so it doesn't really count. Dammit, he wants to sleep for three more hours, have wild I-missed-you-all-week sex, and then curl up with her for the rest of the morning. Instead, here he is, the sad victim of a relationship with a workaholic who was built without an off-switch.

Really. Never sleeps, to the point where he doesn't even have a chance of turning her alarm clock off before it goes off in the morning. He thought he was an insomniac until he started staying the night in her quarters and keeps waking up to find her poring over Wraith writing samples at three in the morning.

She's still drying her hair, so he tosses a pillow at her to get her attention. "E-liz-abeth!"

"I'm not making up an excuse for you to Caldwell," she informs him. "I'm done in the shower, if you want it."

He mutters something that might be profane, and she smothers a grin, and damn if he doesn't forgive her right there for scheduling this meeting at an ungodly hour on a day when he doesn't even have to go off-world.

By the time he's out of the shower, she's gone, and by the time he makes it to their meeting -- ten minutes late, only -- there are already eighteen problems on the table and there's no way he's going to be able to go back to bed.

When the meeting's over, he hops in the transporter with her, and gives her one more item for her to-do list: "My place tonight. 2100. No later."

"Okay," she smiles distractedly, looking over the file in her hands. "But we've got that thing tomorrow, early..."

"You're kidding."


"Fine, fine. 2100, remember?"


She arrives at 23:30, naturally, by which point he's given up on the fancy Athosian candles and the bath he poured for them -- it was warm up until an hour ago, and even without jaccuzi jets, would have been great in the double-sized Atlantis bathtubs -- and he just tries to kiss her before she has the chance to object.

Too late. "I've still got some things to work on... Zelenka melted something down in the lab... should I go back to my quarters afterwards?"

He doesn't quite bang his head against the wall, but he thinks about it. "No, no, it's fine. I'll leave it unlocked. You'll have to wake me up in the morning, anyway."

She trails a hand down his arm. "You could... wait up for me?" There's lust in her eyes, the same expression that he secretly hoped for years that he'd one day be lucky enough to see on her face like this, but he'd sort of like his schedule to be inconvenient for her for a change.

"Sorry. I think I'm gonna turn in."

She pouts. Sometimes that works on him. Okay, most of the time, but only because he never really thought Elizabeth was the sort who pouts, and it throws him off.

"We could always do it in the mornings if you pushed those meetings back," he suggests. Two birds with one stone.

"Mmm, I'd just love to explain that one to Rodney, wouldn't you?"

"I'll do it," he immediately volunteers.

"You'd enjoy it too much."

She goes to check on whatever's on fire in the science labs, and he drains the bath and goes to bed.


When Elizabeth wakes him up, it's five a.m., and he doesn't realize he's even awake until it clicks that this sensation is too good to be a dream.

"'liz...?" He reaches for the clock, but she pins his hand to the bed and slides up his body, licking her lips.

She's naked, he realizes belatedly, and suddenly he's a lot more awake. He sees her naked a lot, in theory, but it has been a whole week.

"What's this about?" he asks, and wonders if she got tired of her Wraith Berlitz class.

"This," she says, hovering an inch from his mouth, "is a compromise."

She kisses him until he has to push on her shoulders a little, needing to catch up on air. Definitely awake. "You just don't want me to sleep through the meeting."

She smiles. "Any objections?"

"No. No objections. Can't think of any." He's babbling now, because she asked him a question but she's stripping him naked at the same time.

"Shush," she orders, but kindly, and he rolls her over in the blankets, and when the alarm goes off at 0600, she's the one to reach over and hit the snooze button.

It's definitely a compromise he can live with.

feel: cheerfulcheerful
Your *Mom*'s A Cylon!: big ol' flirtastrum_presul on January 25th, 2007 03:49 am (UTC)
Zomg! So awesome and cute and excellent, and you totally put my ficwriting to shame with your comment!ficgonecrazy.

*glees* So cute.
Your *Mom*'s A Cylon!: Guh Gorgeous Torri (Dark Faith)astrum_presul on January 25th, 2007 04:10 am (UTC)
Hee, and clearly, I was overwhelmed by your excellence when writing out my comment. I do know the art of spaces, I swear!
Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on January 25th, 2007 07:23 am (UTC)
No no, it was better without spaces!! :)

I do not put your ficwriting to shame, and stop saying mean things about yourself! :-P

I'm glad you liked it.
Human Collaborator Flunkie Pool!fic Muse: J/E - Fallingjoyfulfeather on January 25th, 2007 03:59 am (UTC)
Guh. Love! Glad they could work out some kind of compromise. ;) Adorable and a great ficlet!
Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on January 25th, 2007 07:28 am (UTC)
Yay!! Thank you! :) I'm also glad they could work out a compromise, because I was at work after closing and hungry and wanted to go home already. ;)

*squeeeee!!* I missed my obsessive pairing of joy and silliness!!
a universal sighnaushika on January 25th, 2007 05:59 am (UTC)
Oh my God, BEST (PSEUDO-)COMMENT FIC EVER! So cute and fluffy and Sparky, eee! It's like it's my birthday all over again. :D And it's really damm hot, this image of John Sheppard being all plan-y with the candles and the bath, and I just envision him spending hours making everything totally perfect.

*sighs contentedly now that she's had a Little Red fic fix*
Little Red: sga - shep would-be hero - ethelineshermmylittleredgirl on January 25th, 2007 07:31 am (UTC)
Yayyyy!! I was worried about you with your jonesing and whatnot. *smooshes*

HEE! I hadn't thought about Shep planning it, though that is extra super cute! I think most of the time he'd just throw things together, but I love that image. Awww! I like nervous!romanic!Shep. (... and in saying that, I think I just became the fan that all the cool kids hate. Noooo!)
anr: sheppardweir judasanr on January 25th, 2007 06:08 am (UTC)
eee! sparky!fic! And it's cute, and sweet, and funny, and so perfectly them! Yay!
Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on January 25th, 2007 07:34 am (UTC)
Eeeee... Nessie Nessie Nessie! *clings and smooshes*

I miiiiiss you! And dude, I just was spoiled for something with an icon on my flist, I don't even know what, but it was an IMAGE I HAD NOT SEEN OMG and it was SHIPPY and I started hyperventilating and had to go lie down. (I exaggerate, but only a LITTLE.) This is why my parents never wanted me to watch teevee.

We must needs get together and squeee sometime soon, yes? (I think I need a Sparky!hug icon for moments like this where I start clinging to your sleeves.)
anranr on February 8th, 2007 03:29 am (UTC)
Well, I would be clinging to yours if you weren't already clinging to mine so that works out nicely. And we really must! Everytime I look for you online these days, you're never there. (Or maybe it's that I'm never there. Hmm.) :(
Nike: Close Quartersnikej on January 25th, 2007 07:50 pm (UTC)
Instead, here he is, the sad victim of a relationship with a workaholic who was built without an off-switch.

Heee! Bless 'em. *loves on fic*
miera_c: always lookingmiera_c on January 26th, 2007 01:36 am (UTC)
babylil on January 26th, 2007 01:26 pm (UTC)
I could not date Elizabeth if that's the time she would expect me to wake up in the morning. I'm just sayin'. (Because clearly that is the barrier to me dating Elizabeth Weir...)

Very cute fic though, and very much identifying with John there. He needs his rest!
Tammy - never give up, never surrender: SG1 - Jack Fishing - besydbesyd on January 30th, 2007 04:28 am (UTC)
Squeeee!!! LittleRed!Sparky!fic! [dances a happy dance]

You have made my day. And after zooming over to check out your flist icons, my night has just been made, too! So much squeeeee!!!!!!
Little Redmylittleredgirl on January 30th, 2007 04:39 am (UTC)
*tilts head*

flist icons?

YAY FOR SQUEEEE!! Will you be around at all this week to look over a new fic of mine? It's not yet done, but it's Sparky, and future-y, and I'm really not sure if it's good or not... but I'd like to make it as good as possible without scrapping it completely. (Ringing endorsement, eh?) So no heavy lifting required, just if you've got the chance to look something over, I'd love you to take a peek!

Tammy - never give up, never surrender: RL - Squee Bag - besydbesyd on January 30th, 2007 01:53 pm (UTC)
I just was spoiled for something with an icon on my flist

That's what got me interested in looking. And I found a lovely pic of Mom & Dad that made me ever so happy. 'Course, that might not have been what you were talking about, but that's definitely what made my night. (Though my big, epic dream was more similar to the Nora Roberts movie I watched than BSG, but what the hey.)

Will you be around at all this week to look over a new fic of mine?

Why, yes, actually. Feel free to send any time. :^D
Little Red: sga - sw not subtle - thefakeheadlinemylittleredgirl on January 30th, 2007 04:36 pm (UTC)
Ohhh. No, mine was Sparky, actually, but I'm pretending I didn't see it so I can't tell you. :-P

I don't watch BSG anymore... Though I do get all "awww!" whenever I see Mom & Dad icons, because, awwww.

Now I just need to FINISH said fic before I go in for wisdom-teeth-yanking!! I totally didn't expect you to actually be free right away. Thanks a bunch, babe. :)
marceedeem_diva_z on February 18th, 2007 05:40 am (UTC)
Cutey McCute-cute and all kinds of other goodness. Thanks, I needed that!