Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.

Together Again

Copyright 2009 awakethepassion

1.

“Good morning, Colonel.”

Oh, crap. John put the fork's he'd just picked up down on the tray and looked around. His belly twisted and he suddenly felt sick on his stomach. This was supposed to be a good day and he felt like he was about to step into a lion's den. Somehow he managed to smile at the attractive red head standing beside him.

“Morning, Doc.” He added another slice of toast to the already overloaded plate of bacon and eggs and reached for a lid to cover it. “How are you?”

“I'm fine, Colonel.” She eyed the plate. “Do you need some help with that?”

She smiled at him but he could sense a trap. Time to get out of here, Sheppard. Brushing past her, he reached for a glass of orange juice and added it to the tray with his coffee.

“Thanks but no thanks.” He shook his head. “Sorry to run, Doc. But somebody's waiting on me.” He hefted the tray in his hands and started to brush past her.

“Ah,” She gave him a knowing smile. “I heard that Doctor Walker was being released today.” She cocked her head slightly. “I take it she's feeling better?”

“Tons.” He returned her smile. “Now, if you'll excuse me...I'd like to get this to her before it gets cold.”

Disappointment flashed across her face and before she could step in front of him again, he scooted around her and took off as fast as he could. Damn it. He didn't want to look like he was running away but he knew he was. And he had a good reason.

Carson was letting her go today.

He was grinning by the time he got to the infirmary and his grin got even wider when he saw her sitting up in the chair by the bed. She had changed into a pair of scrubs and with her auburn hair brushed back off her face, she looked so young as she sat there talking with Lorne. The younger man had been released days before but Carson hadn't cleared him for duty yet. It didn't bother John that he often came by just to see her and he knew that it helped ease some boredom for the both of them. Still, he couldn't help but tease the Major.

“You here again, Lorne? If I didn't know better I'd swear I had some competition.”

She looked up and her amber eyes sparked with fire when she saw him headed her way. He set the tray down on the table beside her and then leaned in for a quick kiss. She eyed it warily when he stepped back then looked up at Lorne and grinned.

“Stick around, Evan. If it's anything like yesterday I'm sure he's got enough to feed an army on that plate.”

Lorne laughed and gave John a look. “Thanks but I think I'll pass.” Turning toward Sheppard, he held out his hand. “Glad I saw you this morning, Colonel.” A shadow crossed his face. “I'd like to talk to you later if you're not to busy.”

“How about tomorrow?” John glanced at Susan. She was giving him a questioning look but she didn't say anything. “After I get her settled?”

“Settled? What am I? A house?” She poked John in the leg with her bare foot.

“Sounds good, Colonel. Thanks.” Evan laughed, then he nodded at Susan and stepped away from them.

Susan waited until he was out of earshot before she looked at Sheppard. “What was that all about?”

“What?” He pulled the table between them. Dragging up a chair, he sat down and busied himself with uncovering the plate. Without looking at her, he pushed the glass of juice toward her.

“Don't 'what' me, John Sheppard.” She leaned back in the chair and crossed her arms over her chest. Without her make up, her face was pale and wan and she still looked a little tired. But at least she was laughing and that was a good sign.

“Boy, are you suspicious this morning.” He rolled his eyes and grinned. “What the hell is Carson giving you anyway? Smart ass pills?”

“Yeah,” She drawled. “I took a whole bottle this morning.”

“Good.” He smiled around a mouthful of toast. “Then you'll need something to wash 'em down with. Drink your juice.”

“I hope you plan on leaving some of that for me?” She reached for the plate.

“Nope, it's mine.” He playfully pulled the plate back toward him.

“So, that's why you've got two forks.” She took a swallow of the juice and made a face. “Ick. Canned.”

“Quit complaining.” He laughed and slid the other fork across the table. “And eat your breakfast. I don't plan on spending all day in here.”

“Oh,” She smirked, picked up the fork and snagged a piece of the bacon before he could snatch it back. “Something special going on today?”

“Maybe.” He grinned slyly. “Depends...”

“Depends on what?” Her cheeks were starting to get flushed and her eyes were sparkling with laughter.

John couldn't help but laugh. She was happy and he hadn't seen that look in her eyes for a long time. He gave her a leering look and slid his foot under the table. He edged the toe of his boot along the side of her foot and up along the back of her leg. “Depends on how long its going to take me to get you out of those scrubs...”

“Damn it, you again! Am I gonna have to turn a hose on you, Colonel?”

John nearly dropped his fork. He looked up, saw Carson bearing down on them and his face flushed slightly. Pulling his jacket down, he crossed his legs and tried to hide his growing erection. “Don't know what you're talking about, Doc.”

Carson just gave him a look. He turned to Susan and smiled. “Is he bothering you, lass?”

“Not yet.” Susan smirked.

Carson sighed and ran his hand over his face. “God, its the both of ya. You do know that the two of you are the hot topic around here, don't you?”

“How hot are we?” Susan tried not to giggle.

He looked at John and wagged an accusing finger at him. “You have been a bad influence on this sweet young lady, Colonel. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“That's not all he's been.” Susan grinned. Carson groaned then laughed and rubbed a hand across his forehead.

“Watch it, babe.” John grinned when he saw the sly look on Susan's face. “You're making him blush.”

Susan just shrugged and leaned back in her chair, her smile faltering a little at the sudden pressure on her back. “Ouch.”

“You okay?” John started to get up but Carson waved him back down.

“Will you stop worrying.” Susan shifted just a little in the chair. “I'm just a little sore.”

“She's alright, Colonel.” Stepping around him, Carson had her lean forward so that he could tug up the back of the scrub top. He checked the bandage and then nodded his approval. He patted her shoulder and stepped back so that he could include John in as well. “I removed the stitches this morning so all you should need to do now is to keep it clean and change the dressing.”

John's eyes brightened. “Does that mean I can get her out of here?”

Carson winked at her, crossed his arms and tapped his chin thoughtfully with his finger. “I'm not sure...perhaps I should keep you another day, lass. Just to make sure you're healing nicely.”

“Think about it, Doc. Let me take her out of here and I will be out of your hair.” John laughed. “If you let me take her home now, your infirmary will be peaceful at last.”

“If it gets rid of you...” Carson chided him. “Then all right.”

John grinned like a school boy.

“But...” Carson warned him. “Nothing and I mean nothing strenuous until that cut has a chance to heal some more.”

“Doc...” John tried not to whine.

“I mean it, Colonel. After your performance yesterday...” Carson shook his head and then he laughed. “I know he's a trial, lass. But as soon as you're finished here I'll have a nurse come over and help you dress-”

“I'll do it!” John piped up and grinned wickedly. “And if you'll give me the stuff, I'll take care of her bandages too.”

“What did I just say about your performance yesterday?” Carson eyed him.

John winked at Susan and then held up his hand. “I'll be a good boy. I promise.”

Carson made a face and then turned to Susan and placed a hand on her shoulder. “I know I shouldn't but I'm turning you over to him, lass.” He sighed and gave John a look. “I just hope you can survive it.”

“Don't you mean if he survives it?” Susan's lips twisted in a wry grin. “Keep a bed ready, Doc. Because he might be the one that ends up in here next.”

“Sounds like a challenge.” John winked at her.

“More like a promise.” She winked back.

Carson just shook his head. Red faced he waved a hand at them. “Off with the pair of ya before I change my mind.”

2.

“Comfortable?”

“How many more times are you going to ask me that?”

“Until you give me an answer I like.”

She sighed and leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder. “You don't have to hover.”

“I'm not hovering.”

“Really?” She slid her arm around his waist. “Then why are you two steps behind me every time I turn around?”

“Carson told me to keep an eye on you, so I'm keeping an eye on you.” Being careful of her back, he slipped his arm around her. “But if you'd rather have my hands...I can arrange that.”

“I'm trying to heal and you're trying to put me back in the infirmary.” Susan sighed and nestled into the curve of him. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his heart beat.

“Want to go back inside?” He asked lazily.

“No.” John had found a bench somewhere and he'd put it on the balcony. Now they were curled up on it, sitting in the warm sun outside their quarters. She felt so comfortable, so warm and protected even if he was trying to drive her completely crazy. Perfect time for some payback.

John laughed. He leaned his head back and adjusted the sunglasses on his face. He shifted slightly and stretched out his long legs, resting his heels on the edge of the railing. He'd already kicked off his boots and the cool breeze blowing up from the ocean felt good on his bare feet.

Getting the feeling that he was being watched, he looked down to see Susan looking up at him. “What?” he asked. He wondered if she was going to ask him about the scratches on his face. But apparently, she didn't have that on her mind.

“Nothing.” She eased her hand over his chest. Idly, she started to undo the buttons on his shirt.

Her hand felt cool on his skin when she slid her hand over his belly and he shivered. “Whoa, girl. Didn't Carson tell you to take it easy?”

“Like I'm going to listen.” She trailed her finger over the thin line of hair that disappeared beneath the waist band of his jeans. She grinned and toyed with the snap on his jeans and made a tsk tsk sound. “Anyway, I think that was you and I don't believe you were listening very well, Colonel Sheppard.”

“Well, if you weren't doing that...” She tugged at his zipper and a soft sigh escaped his lips when her fingers brushed over him. “Are you trying to put me in the infirmary now?”

“I'm not doing anything that you weren't trying to do to me.” She looked down with surprise. “I thought these jeans looked a little tight. Since when did you start going commando?”

“Since I got involved with you.” He grabbed her hand but he didn't pull her exploring fingers away. “What do you think you're doing?”

“What? I can't lay my head in your lap?” Susan pressed a wet kiss to his chest. Pursing her lips, she blew out a long slow breath and the sensation on his skin sent a tingle up his spine.

“You're not exactly aiming for my lap.” He growled.

“Don't get technical.” She wriggled her free arm around his back and gave him a quick pinch that made him gasp. Her hand slid lower and he felt her tug at the back of his shirt. He raised up enough for her to tug it free so that she could slide her fingers over his skin and down over his hip.

“What else did Carson give you besides those smart ass pills?” John was finding it suddenly hard to breathe.

“For me to know and for you to find out.” She kissed him again, swirling her tongue over him until he thought he was going to pass out. She nipped at his nipple and he jerked slightly, making her laugh. “And these must be new.” She rubbed her hand over his thigh. “Because I don't think that I've seen this orange stitching before.”

“I thought you were weak.” He swallowed hard and slid his hand over the back of her neck. He was starting to feel a little weak himself. He trembled when she lowered her head and grazed her lips over his bare belly. Using his free hand he gripped the arm rest of the bench so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

“I was in that infirmary for three weeks, Sheppard. Plenty of time for me to get some strength back. And besides...what I've got planned for you is not going to take that much effort.” She trailed a hand over the seam of his jeans and then slipped her fingers inside. “As long as you don't move a whole lot any way.”

“You expect me not to move?” He felt her hair brush against his belly and his groin tightened.

“If you don't kick me off this bench we'll be okay.” She gently tugged him free and he groaned. “And as long as you help me like this...”

He felt her hot breath on him and he nearly did fall off the bench when he felt her tongue flick over him and down the length of his shaft. “Jesus Christ, woman...”

“Do you want me to stop?” She teased him with her tongue and he groaned.

He didn't answer, just tangled his fingers in her hair so that he could guide her slowly on his rock hard erection. She took her time, taunting him with her lips and nibbling at him with her teeth until he thought he thought he was going to explode.

Her fingers tightened on his hip and she rested the other on his thigh as she took him in her mouth. He jerked, a startled gasp escaping from his lips when she started to suck him like a lollipop. He shifted his hips and she mumbled when the head of his penis nudged the back of her throat but she didn't stop.

He was trying not to move but he couldn't help it. She was driving him crazy. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Her mouth was so hot...so wet and she was getting him juicy with her saliva.

“God...” he moaned. “You're driving me crazy...I...I can't hold on much longer.”

He almost heard the pop as the head of his member slid out of her mouth. “So don't.”

She whispered over his skin and he twitched, swelling against her wet lips. He was leaking pre-come and she slid her tongue over him lapping at him like a cat with a bowl of cream. His whole body was trembling and he knew he wasn't going to last.

He twisted his fingers in her hair and arched his hips up off the bench. Her mouth opened and he slid back into her wet warmth. He felt the pressure in his belly and he gritted his teeth, trying to hold on but he knew it was useless. He tasted blood and knew he'd bitten his bottom lip when he exploded and came inside her mouth.

She held him firm, her nails digging into him as she sucked him dry and left him limp and out of breath . When she finally and let him slide spent and empty from her mouth, he collapsed against the back of the bench and waited for his body to stop shaking.

Raising her head, she wiped the back of her hand across her lips. He was so tired but he managed to open his eyes and look at her when she eased up and rested her head against the curve of his shoulder. Her face was flushed, her lips so wet and inviting that he couldn't resist.

He bent his head and she looked up at him. Neither one of them said a word when their lips touched in a soft sensual kiss. Her lips parted and he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her cool sweetness mixed with his hot spice. He groaned as cool air brushed over him when he shifted slightly. He was getting hard again and he knew that he had to have her.

It had been so long and his body ached to feel her under him but he didn't want to hurt her.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide and full of passion. Easing the blanket off of her, she stood up and reached out for his hand. His fingers wrapped around hers and he helped her pull him up off the bench. She tugged at him and he followed her back inside and down the short hall to their bedroom.

“Wait.” He pulled her back to him and wrapped his arms around her gently. “Maybe...maybe its too soon.”

“I didn't hear you complaining a few minutes ago.”

“Susan...Suzie Q...” He faltered not really knowing what to say. After everything she'd been through...how could she be so strong? So determined?

“No.” She whispered and pressed a finger to his lips. Then she reached up and he tensed. A slight smile crossed her face when she touched the thin white lines on his face. “Its been too long and I'm tired of waiting.”

“But I don't want-”

“No.” She told him. “I already made up my mind, Sheppard. It's over and its done. And everything else can wait.” She ran her hands over his chest, her fingers teasing under the cloth of his shirt and over his shoulders. She slid the material off of him and he let her go long enough so that she could tug the thing off of him and drop it on the floor. “Do you remember what you said to me yesterday? Because right now all I want is you naked and on your back.”

“How did I ever find a woman as strong as you?” He smiled.

“You made me that way.” She returned his smile and rested against him. “Do you remember the first time we met?”

“Yes...” He cocked his head and chuckled softly at the memory. “What about it?”

“Do you remember all of it?” She teased him. “And make it fast because I really really want you on your back.”

“I remember enough and don't rush me woman.” He cupped the round curves of her ass and pulled her so close that there wasn't a breath of air between them. “I especially remember that cute top you were wearing and those awfully tight pants.”

“Is that all?” She smirked. “Just how cute my ass was?”

“Better than that.” His breath was soft and hot when he leaned close to whisper in her ear. “Every woman has some fantasies, Suzie. Tell me yours and I'll make everyone of them come true.”

“So you do remember.” She gasped and her eyes widened slightly. She raised her hand and traced her thumb over his bottom lip. “And I just told you what I want.”

“Oh, you want more than just me on my back.” He smiled softly and eased his hands under the tee shirt she was wearing, being careful not to touch the bandage on her back when she raised her arms. “Tell me, Suzie Q. Tell me what you really really want.”

“Make love to me.” She kissed him gently. “And I don't mean hot monkey sex either. I want you to go slow...because I want to feel every hard inch of you inside me.” Then she grinned. “And after my back is really healed...”

“Hot monkey sex?” He whispered, skimming his hands along her full curves.

“Hotter.” She breathed against his mouth.

God Damn! He felt a rush of heat and tingles rippled across his belly. He wanted her so much...needed her even worse. Her skin was so soft and he had to make himself be tender with her when all he wanted to do was strip her naked and throw her down across the bed.

“I'm not going to break, Sheppard.” She laughed and slid back into his arms.

“No, but I might.” Her breasts pressed against his chest and he pulled her closer, holding her gently. He rested his head against her shoulder and breathed in her scent. “Do you know how much I missed you?”

“Yes.” She leaned against him and slipped her arms around his neck. “Just as much as I missed you.”

They were quiet for awhile and just stood there, holding each other. There was so much John wanted to tell her but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Not now...not when she was standing so warm and willing in his arms. But he knew there was one thing that he had no trouble telling her. His erection pressed hard against her belly and he felt a shiver of need curl through him. Slowly, he raised his head and looked down at her.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Her eyes softened and then she gave him a wicked grin. “And I'll love you even more when you help me get these damn pants off so I can prove it.”

He just looked at her for a second and then he started to laugh. He kissed her again and did as she asked. Easing the sweat pants down over her hips, he moved her back and she sat down on the edge of the bed so that he could pull them off her long legs. Quickly, he pushed his own jeans down over his hips. Kicking them off his feet, he dropped to his knees and leaned in to place a soft wet kiss on her belly just above the waist band of her white cotton panties.

“Mmm...I wonder if you taste as good as you smell.” His fingers teased along the outside of her thighs and he felt her tremble under his touch.

“Why don't you find out?” She spread her legs and he eased between her knees when she braced her hands on the bed and scooted forward.

Without a word, he pressed his mouth to her cotton covered mound. She shivered and did some wiggling of her own when he sucked at her.

“Damn it, Sheppard...” She was panting heavily now. “I might have to marry you if you keep that up.”

He slid his hands under her, pulling her even closer. He sucked at her harder and her panties got even wetter. “Are you asking me?” He murmured against her.

He looked up when she didn't answer and grinned. Her head was back and her eyes were closed. Her breasts were just inches from his mouth and he couldn't resist sucking a rosy tip into his mouth. She groaned and dug her fingers into the comforter when he tugged at her with his teeth.

“Suzie Q?” His voice was a silky whisper when he let her go and raised up to brush his lips over hers. “I asked you a question.”

“Would you want me that much?” She panted against his mouth.

“Yes.” He whispered against her lips. A part of him was afraid they were going too fast but a bigger part of him hoped that she meant what she'd said.

“Because you love me or because you don't think anyone else would want me?” She sounded like she was teasing but he didn't believe it.

He looked at her and his expression softened. Raising a hand, he traced his fingers over her cheek and down over her neck to her chest. He stroked her breast, rubbing his thumb over the nipple until it turned hard under his touch.

“You know how much I love you and I don't want anyone else to want you.” He whispered. “You are mine.”

She laughed and leaned into his touch. “Do you promise to let me spank you and tie you up once in awhile?”

That made him grin. “Maybe...if you promise to get on your hands and knees for me.”

Her eyes sparked with lust and...love. She slipped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently.

“Then I'm asking. ” She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. “Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard...will you marry me?”

Carefully he peeled the panties off of her and tossed them on the floor. Holding her tightly, he rolled over on his back so that she straddle him. His breath caught in his throat as the tip of him nudged at her entrance and then he was inside of her.

She leaned forward, braced her hands on his shoulders and slowly began to rock back and forth on him. He began to move with her, matching her thrust for thrust and he heard her whimper when she fully took him inside her slick channel.

Reaching up, he brushed the hair out of her eyes and gently gripped her arms so that he could pull her against him. He kept his eyes locked with hers and he saw the love and the need burning as hot in her eyes as it was in his.

And there was only one word that he could say.

“Yes.”

Author's note: It's not over kids! There's still that hot monkey sex to come...*wink*