Cheeky-Cookie

FIC - The Silk Series, [NC-17], R/W, 6/?

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:42:59 GMT

Title: Silky Opportunity (part 6 of The Silk Series)
Author:cheeky_cookie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/ Weir

Silky Voice (Part 1)
Silky Skin (Part 2)
Silky Touch (Part 3)
Silky Lips (Part 4)
Silky Moments (Part 5)

Thanks to angelsdee & heimedall for beta. Hugs!

The clock at the side of her bed showed 1:00 am.

Elizabeth lay snug in her warm bed, the sheets tousled from her movements;
she was immersed in a very vivid dream about Ronon… whipped cream and chocolate sauce.
A naughty smile playing on her lips.

Startled awake, Elizabeth blinks as she listens to Carson’s hurried voice.

“Dr. Weir! We have a problem. President Lavien from PXM-024, he’s refusing to wait another minute.
He’s demanding to see you about the trade now.”

“I’ll be there soon Carson,” Elizabeth shouts through her door and rubs her face.

**

15 hours later, with just some minor breaks for food and such, they where no where near a solution.
Elizabeth felt this urge to bang her head on the table as hard as she could.

She was getting the distinct feeling that Lavien was stalling, but for what and why? Suddenly from outside,
she hears the tell tale signs of the Stargate coming to life.

“Excuse me, gentlemen. I have to deal with this.”

Joining Chuck at the controls, she looks at him with a questioning gaze.

“It’s Colonel Sheppard’s IDC.”

“Weren’t they supposed to be back within an hour?” She asked and Chuck shrugged.

“Go ahead, Colonel.”

“We’re going to be a bit late; the people need some help during this rain,” Elizabeth can hear the faint tapping of rain over the radio.

“Any idea how long?”

“No, but we will check in later or if we need some help.”

Elizabeth made a face; she really wanted to be there when they got back, as much for them as for her.

“Thank you for letting me know, John. Good Luck. Atlantis out,” Elizabeth stood there contemplating, when suddenly Carson touched her elbow.

“Lass? Lavien is asking for you.” He told her. Elizabeth muttered to herself.

“Carson? Did you manage to find out what he really wants?”

“Eh… yes. He wants you. Turns out that he’s love-struck.
A woman in his escort says that the President can’t get you out of his mind, how you look,
smell and negotiate… she said more, but…” Carson cut off with a blush. “This is his way of courting you.”

Elizabeth looks stunned for a moment. This wasn’t what she had expected at all.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“I wish I was,” Carson said shaking his head.

Elizabeth cursed to herself. “Why me?”

“Okay, this is what we will do,” she started pinching at the bridge of her nose and letting out a yawn.
“I will give him a few hours more, then you,” God, I’m too tired to think straight.

Carson places a hand on her shoulder.

“You need some rest,” he said in a concerned tone. “What if you go back in there and wrap things up for today.
Then you go and get some sleep.”

“Carson, that’s the best idea I’ve heard all day.” She said and he gave her a reassuring smile.

**

Carson’s plan went smoother than she would have thought.
When Lavien found out that they could spend the night on Atlantis, he was eager to agree,
making Elizabeth narrow her eyes suspiciously at him. “What’s he up to now?”

With tired steps she finally got the chance to head for her quarters. One corner away,
she could hear voices talking in a strange language, cautiously she peeked around the corner.
It was Lavien and two of his guards.

Without revealing herself she almost took off running in the opposite direction.
Wondering what she would do, she found herself outside Ronon’s room; she looked around,
and then thought to herself. “Why not?”

He won’t mind and he’s out of the “country”. Taking one last peek around, she snuck in.
His room was neat and tidy, at his desk she could see some picture frames and the curiosity was too big.

Stepping towards it she could see that the pictures were of the team; John and Teyla laughing,
Rodney pouting and there was even one of her, standing on the control room balcony to welcome the team back.
Putting the frame back she noticed a T-shirt hanging on the chair.

Brushing her hand over it, she recognized the print of John’s favorite football team;
smiling to herself she picked it up and buried her nose in it like a teenager.
Closing her eyes it was almost like he was standing next to her.
The T-shirt smelled like fire, wood, amber and something that was just Ronon.

Exhaustion overwhelmed her again and she yawned before she took off her uniform.
Slipping Ronon’s t-shirt over her head and with a dreamy smile,
she feels like she is being hugged by him, surrounded by his scent, she slid under the cover and was asleep within seconds.

- - - - - -

Ronon’s mood was sour, he was covered in mud and there had been no Elizabeth greeting them back.

He missed seeing her and, even with Carson telling them that she’d been up for ages and needed some rest,
his mood didn’t waver as he couldn’t just catch up with her in her quarters.

With heavy steps he walked to his room, staring anyone down who dared to look at him.
Stepping in to his dark room, he froze, somebody had been in here; correction WAS still in there.
Letting his eyes adjust to the darkness he looked around. Someone was sound asleep in his bed.

Taking two quick steps towards the bed, the intention to scare the person who had violated his privacy he looked down at the sleeper, getting closer he thought he recognized the hair that was sticking up over the cover.

With a tender hand he brushed away some hair that had fallen over her face. Elizabeth, Liz! In his bed, a pleased,
masculine smile grew on his lips. Peeling off the muddy clothes and leaving them in a heap,
Ronon steps into the bathroom to take a shower.

Letting the warm water wash away the mud and his dark thoughts he could feel his tiredness taking over.
Quickly he dries himself off and pulled on a pair of boxers.

Looking down at her, thinking of the complexity that is Elizabeth, suddenly he recognizes the t-shirt she’s wearing.
“She looks better in it than me”

Silently sliding under the cover, her back against his chest, Ronon slips one hand under her head and
drapes one arm over her sliding his hand onto her stomach drawing her flush to him.

Unexpectedly she turns in his arms, a small smile playing on her lips.
Pressing herself closer to him, he can hear her mumble: -Ronon… I love how you smell.

With that she buries her head in his chest. Ronon grins at the sentiment like a fool.
Taking a deep breath inhaling her scent, he wraps his arms around her before closing his eyes and letting himself drift away.

- - - - -

Elizabeth’s vivid dream had returned, she’s in Ronon’s bed, one strong leg between both hers and his hand…

They were under her t-shirt, drawing lazy circles around her left nipple.

She moans low and arches her body just a little; she is rewarded with a low growl and a voice;

“ Liz, open your eyes...” Her eyelids flutter, then she’s wide awake.

“Wha… Ronon. When did you…?”

With desperation she’s not yet willing to accept she pulls him down for a kiss, he moves over her pressing against her,
but keeping the majority of his weight off her. Reluctant to let him go, she sucks in his bottom lip.
Placing both her hands on his face and with her thumbs she caresses his skin.

“I missed you…” Elizabeth says, pausing to look deep into his eyes.
Ronon bends his arms slightly and lets his lips smooth down her cheek to her ear.

“Elizabeth…” she feels a shiver through her body at his voice. She can feel her nipples getting hard and wanting his touch.

“Ronon, I need you.” She whispers at him stroking his shoulders.
He lets out a groan and she feels it down her spine causing her to arch her body against his.

Slowly he trails her jaw with light kisses, at the nape of her neck he stops to nuzzle for a moment before sliding down;
he pushes back and slips his hands under the hem of her t-shirt.

Little by little he lifts up the shirt, letting his fingertips dance over her ribs. Stopping with the fabric just under her breasts,
he leans down and tastes her skin, feeling her taking a deep breath in as he does so.

He takes a quick glance at her face, her eyes closed and lips parted with a rose blush on her cheeks.
Without hesitation he removes the t-shirt and takes in the sight of her, pale freckled, smooth skin.

Bending down he takes a nipple in his mouth, circling it with his tongue, he can feel her eyes on him, so he wets a finger
and starts to circle her other one with it. The double sensation makes her call out his name,
feeling herself getting wet and unintentionally spread her legs oh so slightly…

He glides down even further, leaving a wet trail down her stomach.
He slips a finger under her panties and caresses her skin above her pubic hair just to tease.

Sliding his fingers slowly over the fabric, his index finger slips under, gently running his finger through the curls of her pubic hair
to finally reach her core, aching for his touch. She feels his thumb graze her clit, moving in circles.

He can smell her and the scent of her arousal is driving Ronon crazy; with a low growl he strips her of her panties,
his hands on her ass, lifting her up against his mouth before the sensation of his tongue working its way down to her center takes over.

His beard scratches at her skin, his breath hot as he circles her lips, before finally plunges his tongue deep into her.

Elizabeth trembles from the emotion; she can feel him pull back a little, taking her clit with him in his mouth.
A short pause and he plunges back in to her silky folds. She can feel her body shake as the heat builds up.

Ronon adds his thumb and with a load moan she feels the release,
bucking wildly with her hips Ronon has to steady her with his hands so he can press a small kiss on her core.
Looking up at her, he sees her eyes are closed and a small tear sliding down.

Startled he slips to her side, collecting her in his arms, pulling her close.

“Elizabeth?” He strokes away the tear with his thumb, lifting up her chin.

“Sorry; it was just so… wonderful,” She smiles at him, “and I had a miserable day yesterday, so this was just so overwhelming.”

Snug at his chest she starts to tell him all that happened, Lavien, the guards outside her room and
how she had ended up here, in his bed.

“I felt safe here, surrounded by your things. I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be,” Ronon says, as he runs his hands down her back soothingly.

FIC - The Silk Series, [NC-17], R/W, 5/?

Thu, 28 Dec 2006 20:37:59 GMT

Title: Silky Moments (part 5 of The Silk Series)
Author:cheeky_cookie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/ Weir

Silky Voice (Part 1)
Silky Skin (Part 2)
Silky Touch (Part 3)
Silky Lips (Part 4)

Warnings: Muse said FLUFF, fluff it is!

Thanks to angelsdee for beta. Hugs!

Elizabeth walked down the corridor deep in her own thoughts, vaguely noticing the people when she passed them, saying “Hello.”
All they saw was their leader caught up in thoughts and they didn’t look further.

Entering the mess hall, she stopped for a moment and looked around.
Remembering why she was there, she took up a tray of food and found Ronon at “their” table.
She sighed slightly when she sat down, lost in thoughts once more and Ronon,
who had been watching her since she stepped in the room softly said, “Elizabeth, are you okay?”

With sad eyes she looked up at him and whispered, “I wonder if it ever gets easy, losing men…”

“You mean,” he began to ask before she nodded her head.

“He didn’t make it,” she said as she turned her gaze to the table. “
The wound was too severe. Carson did everything in his power,” she said before her voice trailed off.

Ronon reached out and put his hand over hers in a comforting gesture.
She put her other hand over his and blindly looked on their intertwined hands. Silently they sat for awhile,
when Elizabeth looked up at him once more.

“I’m glad you’re here, Ronon,” she said softly. “You understand me so well and with you I can be Elizabeth, not Dr. Elizabeth Weir,
leader of the Atlantis expedition.” He smiled at her and allowed her to talk, getting it off her chest.
“It’s hard to not be affected since we live so closely here. It’s like losing an old friend; sure I don’t know their whole life history,
but,” she trailed off as she tried to regain control of her raging emotions.

Once again, a faraway look appeared in her eyes as she sorted through her thoughts and feelings.
Ronon just waited, giving her time to think it all through. A single tear trekked down her cheek as she returned her focus to him.
“You know what I really need?”

He shook his head no as things rushed through his mind.
‘What could it be? I don’t have much, just myself, a few knives and,’
he thought before she leaned closer to him and lowered her voice even more.

“A hug,” she said in an almost pleading tone, “that’s all I need to feel safe, to feel that some one is on my side.”

Inscrutable he looks at her for a second, which feels like an eternity to Elizabeth.
He sees the hurt, sadness and vulnerability in her eyes.
Slowly but surely he lifts his other hand, tracing his thumb over her cheek to soothingly wipe the tear away,
reassuring her with his words. “Elizabeth, you can ask anything from me,” his deep voice flowed through her and she felt a weight lift. “Look,” he smiled at her, “meet me outside of the mess hall in 5 min.”

“Sure,” she said as she gave him a curious look. He stroked her cheek once more before he stood up.
She followed him with her eyes and saw him stop at the counter to talk to Mrs. Smith.
She smiled and nodded to him. ‘Ronon is probably flirting so he can get more rolls,’ she thought to herself.
He finally stepped out of the mess hall and Elizabeth collected herself. She rose up and took the tray with her, to put it away.
She gave Mrs. Smith an apologizing smile on her way out. Stepping out into the corridor, she didn’t see Ronon anywhere.
She began to walk down it when suddenly she was pulled in to an alcove.

Ronon wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Elizabeth,” he said in soft tone. “
It has been so long since I’ve been in a relationship with a woman. Seven years of running, you tend to just live for the moment,
trying to forget everything that makes you human. You shouldn’t have to ask for the simple comfort of a hug,”
he said in an almost guilty tone.
“I will try to be more accommodating of your needs if you could just remind me now and then that I’m not alone, okay?”

He felt her nod her head, her hair smoothing his skin, as she held on to his arms tight.
Elizabeth took a deep breath and let his warmth surround her, reveling in the feel of him.

Suddenly Ronon’s comm. sparks to life and invades their private moment. Reluctantly he answers, “Yes?”
He’s quiet for a second as he listens to the message coming over his earpiece. “I’ll be right over.”
He slowly releases her from the embrace, turns her to face, and places his hands on her cheeks, brushing a light kiss on her lips.
“That was Sheppard, reminding me of the training session.”

“I see,” she smiled as she felt her face flush from his gentle kiss. “I guess you better go before he comes looking for you.”

“Before I forget, I told Louise to bring you a ham and cheese sandwich and some tea to your quarters,”
he said as he ushered her out of the alcove by her shoulders.
“Go rest and call me if you need some company later, okay?”

“Thank you, Ronon,” she said in her normal, self-assured tone.
He had given her exactly what she needed to survive this day, a little human comfort and understanding.
“I feel much better now.”

FIC - The Silk Series, [NC-17], R/W, 4/?

Thu, 21 Dec 2006 07:27:09 GMT

Title: Silky Lips (part 4 of The Silk Series)
Author:cheeky_cookie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/ Weir

Silky Voice (Part 1)
Silky Skin (Part 2)
Silky Touch (Part 3)

Thanks to heimedall for beta. Hugs!

Elizabeth was on a mission.

A mission to get Ronon alone, she didn’t care where or when, she just wanted to catch him when he was alone. She knew one of his few favourite places was the training room. As she got close to the room, she ran in to Teyla.

“Teyla, have you seen Ronon?”

“I have,” she bowed her head and motioned back to the room, “we ended our session early, he has not yet regained full strength. From what I could tell, Dr. Beckett has been concerned the he is not taking it… easy?”

Elizabeth couldn’t help but smile at the description.

“Sounds just like Ronon.”

Teyla returned the smile

“True. If you will excuse me, Halling is waiting for me on the mainland.”

“Say Hello to him and Jinto for me and have a safe trip.”

They parted and Elizabeth moved to the training room, Ronon was lying flat on his back without his shirt on, his eyes closed and his breathing slowed to control his pulse.

She took in the sight of the half naked man, his bronze skin, gorgeous hair and his muscular body. She was startled when she suddenly hears him speak.

“Elizabeth, close the door and sit down for a while.”

“How did…”

“I could recognize you anywhere, even if I was blindfold.”

“Oh!” She blushed, but Ronon missed it, his eyes still closed. She took a step in and sealed the door with her command code.

“Ronon, I … we need to talk,” She began and took a seat beside him on the floor, crossing her legs and leaning her elbows on her knees.

“About?” He didn’t open his eyes, but she could see his yaw line getting tense.

“About what happened during the weapon practice,” she could feel the blush creeping up her cheeks once more.

“Oh…,” he tried to sound casual, but she could hear something off in his voice. “I’m not sorry for anything,” He said resolutely. “You turn me on in so many ways…”

“Ronon…”

“It’s enough to hear your voice in the briefings…” he continued cutting her off.

“Ronon, could…”

“And the vibrant dreams I have about you, at night…” he continued as if he couldn’t hear her or wanted to ignore her.

Finally he looked at her, eyes full of passion and desire.

“I don’t…”

“God! You have to stop hanging out with McKay!” She threw up her arms in the air and snorted. She leans towards him, seeking his lips for a kiss to ultimately shut him up. Breaking for air, Elizabeth could finally talk.

“I agree on everything you just said. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about…” A wide smile drove her to look at his gorgeous lips and her thought where gone. For once in her life, words escaped Elizabeth.

The need to touch him took over and she reached out with her hand, but he suddenly pulled her flush to his body. Being sprawled all over this hunk of a man was share bliss.

With his hands around her waist pressing her slightly down, she could feel the swell in his erection. Her breast pressed against his naked chest, making her want to toss away her shirt.

His lips devouring hers, his tongue probing deep, he catches her every breath. Forcing herself away from the kiss to catch her breath, she starts to trail her fingers over his arms, up to his face just to feel his smooth skin under her fingers.

She strokes her thumb over his bottom lip, his cheek, forehead, ears, following it up with light kisses. Pushing herself upright, she straddles his stomach. As she moved Ronon somehow manages to get her shirt off reviling Elizabeth’s black lace bra!

(Thank God for Victoria’s Secret) Elizabeth thinks.

Ronon sucks in a big breath at the sight of black lace covering Elizabeth’s silky white breasts. He reaches out with his hand, sprawling his palms over her breasts. Slowly he caresses the lace with a flirtatious grin.

“Beautiful,” Ronon whispers as Elizabeth closes her eyes and leans into his hands, she opens her eyes and slides her hand up his right arm, reaching his hand she mimics his touch. Squeezing at her own breast with his hand. Ronon growls low and she gasp at the sensation.

Intertwining her fingers with his, she takes his hand in both hers. Ronon mirrors hers with his, pondering about the different in size.

Goose bumps rise on his skin as she runs her fingertips down his arms. He closes his eyes and his left hand slides down to her waist squeezing.

Elizabeth smiles naughtily to herself and raises his hand to suck in his index finger watching as his eyes flings open. She locks eyes with him, running the tip off her tongue from the base of his finger to the top. She circles the tip a few times, then sucking the finger in to her hot mouth.

Mesmerized he stares at her mouth, bucking slightly with his hips, he try’s to speak, but can’t manage it. Elizabeth shake’s her head. Taking his other hand she leans forward, placing his arms above his head, lips inches away from his.

“Ronon? Do you trust me?”

“With my life,” he responds low in his throat.

He bucks with his hips once, to close the distance between talking and bliss. They kiss a again exploring each other, battling with tongues until Elizabeth releases his arms and pushes away.

Quickly she works her way down to his tattoo, when she licks it he sucks in a deep breath. She takes a little nip before continuing to his earlobe, she feels him shiver. She continues again, sliding her lips over his skin from the neck, over to his jaw line, letting his beard tickle her lips.

Slowly Elizabeth slides her lower body down, reaching the swell of his erection with her core. She can her herself moan over the sweet sensation of the friction between them. Natural she grinds herself against him, pressing her breast once more on him.

Ronon bucks with his hips again and Elizabeth pushes herself upright. Lost from the world she increases the grinding movement until she feels the wave coming in. Letting it build she feels Ronon putting his hands on her waist, holding her in place as she gasping his name.

Vaguely she hears his soft plea, “Elizabeth... please?”

Blushing slightly she slides further down between his legs, trailing her lips, tongue and nails on his torso. She grazes her lips on his nipples listening to his growls.

Leaving a damp trail down to his stomach, Elizabeth reaching the waist line of his pants and stokes a light path over his manhood.

She removes his pants, continuing to kiss his stomach, tracing his line of hair, avoiding the stiff member right in front of her.

Taking hold of his hard on, she lower her lips to it, letting a passionate breath pool over him, she sticks out her tongue and delicately brushes it over the top, teasing him. Elizabeth starts to circle his head, wrapping her lips around his swollen tip.

Taking him deep into her mouth, Elizabeth uses her tongue to trail down the underside of his cock. It only takes few strokes before he buck his hips up forcing himself into her mouth.

Teasingly she brushes her nails over his sack as she works him up, beginning slowly, and then working up to a frenzy.

With a load moan he comes, and breathes out her name. Cleaning up and nuzzling on his shoulder, she hears his rough low voice in her ear.

“I like when you ‘talk’.”

FIC - The Silk Series, [NC-17], R/W, 3/?

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 07:12:49 GMT

Title: Silky Touch (part 3 of The Silk Series)
Author: cheeky_cookie
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/ Weir
Spoilers: The Long Goodbye

Silky Voice (Part 1)
Silky Skin (Part 2)

Why, Oh why did I agree to this? I must have been out of my mind!
Elizabeth kicked herself mentally. Still she managed to smile at John Sheppard.

John was showing her a gun. He had thought it would be a good idea for her to be able to take care of herself
when she was out in the field. Plus, that an extra gun was always welcome whilst under fire.
John handed over it to Liz. It was the same kind that McKay used.

She weighed it in her hand and thought of the destructiveness of it, the damage such a small thing could cause.

John showed her how to check the gun, how to load it.

Elizabeth flinched at the click that sounded when John cocked the weapon for the first shot.

“Elizabeth? You okay? We don’t have to do this.”

She shook her head. “I have to learn this eventually. Now is as good time as any.”

John put out the first target and motioned for her to take a stand.

“Try to aim for its middle, so I can see what we have to work with.”

They both missed Ronon sneaking in and leaning against the back wall.

Elizabeth took a hold of the gun with both hands, aimed and glanced over to John. He nodded with a vague smirk.
She looked back to the target and squeezed the trigger.
The recoil was a bitch. She could feel the pounding in her arms when she lowered the gun.

Ronon pushed out from the wall and joined them.

“Sheppard! Lorne’s been trying for a few minutes now to get a hold of you. Seems like your com link is offline?”

“Oh, yeah that’s right.” John looked guilty for a second. He put it back in to his ear and tapped it. “Major?
Sorry about that. You rang?” John smirked at Elizabeth and Ronon. “Oh? That bad… I’ll be right there. Sheppard out.”

Liz looked puzzled at John. “What?”

“Oh nothing. It’s just McKay. He’s been fiddling with something Ancient and got stuck. Nothing to worry about.”
John waved his hand vaguely in the air. “Lorne and I can take care off it. Ronon?” He turned to the big guy.
“Do you have some time to teach Doctor Weir this?” He held out the gun to Ronon who glanced over at Elizabeth.
She was shaking her head with a plea in her eyes.

“Sure.” Ronon said.

“Thanks!” John was already half way out the door. “We’ll talk later, Elizabeth.”

Ronon turned back to Elizabeth who was still shaking her head.

“Ronon, please…” She hung her head. He stepped closer to her and raised her chin.

“Elizabeth.” he breathed before he captured her lips in a kiss.

Pulling her closer she could feel his hard on. Boldly she settled her hands on his ass, grabbing hold.
Pressing him against her. Startled he broke the kiss and smiled down at her.

“We’ve talked about this, it wasn’t you who shot me and you know it. Every time you look at me with those eyes I will kiss you,
never mind where we are, okay?”

Embarrassed she laughed quietly. “Agreed. But why do you want me to learn how to shoot?”

He looked her steadily in the eye. “Every leader should know this. Plus I don’t want you to shot as inadequately as Phoebus.”
He motioned to his injury.

Liz’s eyes where drawn to his abdomen and her gaze softened. Ronon growled and kissed her again.
She snuck her hands under his shirt sliding her palms over his warm skin, scraping lightly with her nails over the smooth surface.

She could feel a deeper growl growing in his chest.

Smiling she broke away, with a sigh she said, “I could get used to this.”

He reached down with his hand and soothed his thumb over her bottom lip.

“I don’t mind.” he said with rough voice, making her shiver in anticipation.

She nipped after his thumb.

“Hey!” He withdrew his hand, chuckling. “Now lets get on with the teaching.”

She took a deep breath. “Okay, but…”

“No buts, you can do this. Don’t be afraid of it.” He handed it over to her. “Now, just hold it, feel it and get familiar with it.
The more you know how it feels in you hand, the more confident you’ll become.

Fascinated she looked at his fingers while he showed on his own weapon.

“Take it with both your hands and get a good look at the target.” He could see how she tensed up immediately. “
Now relax and lower the gun. He moved to stand behind her. Again.” She raised her arms once more. A little less tense, but…

He leaned close to her ear with his mouth: “You’re still tense, focus on my voice. Now think of… kittens!”

“Kittens?” She giggled. Leaning back into his chest, she looked up at him. “Where do you know kittens from?”

Ronon chuckled. “McKay showed me a picture of his kitty.” He rubbed his hands over her arms. “Try it again.”

This time she did it perfectly!

“Now slowly pull the trigger.”

She got away one shot. When Ronon pulled the target in he looked at Liz.

“If this was Sheppard, you just killed his hair!”

They both burst in to laughter. He put it out again.

“Once more.” This time he put his hands on her hips. Just above her pants waistline,
under her t-shirt. Elizabeth closed her eyes to the sensation and tried to listen to his voice.

“Concentrate, just focus on the target. Disregard everything but the target.”

Yeah, right! Easy for him to say. His scent, his hands feeling so good.

She took a deep breath, he smelled like fire, wood and Ronon. She tried to pep talk to herself.
Kittens, she snorted to herself. She raised the weapon and zoomed in on the target. She fired away five shots in one row.
When suddenly she heard Ronon growling in her ear.

“Liz…” his rough voice said. “Put the safety on.”

Puzzled she did as he said, at the same time she noticed that his hand sprawled over her belly, pressing her back to his body.
The other hand had managed to unbutton her pants. Just as she realized that he dipped one finger inside her wet tunnel.
She took a deep breath and arched her back to his throbbing member.

He let the finger slide out and slowly circled her clit before plunging back in again.

She let out a load moan. Close to her ear Ronon breathed, “More?”

The response earns him a grinding to his crotch. He added one more finger, making her legs buckle.

He could feel her inner muscle’s working, contracting around his intruding fingers.
Adding his thumb to the equation, he could feel her starting to build up to an orgasm.
Just before she came, he sucked her earlobe, growling her name.
She came hard, gasping his name. Arching her back to Ronon, trying to grip his thighs.
His hand on her belly was the only thing preventing her from sliding down on the floor in a pool of satisfying lust.

Slowly he withdrew his hand, giving her small shivers.

Low he whispered in her ear, “I love how you say me name.”

Lorne/Other 7 The End

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 19:04:22 GMT

Title: Can you help?
Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 7/7
Yes there is a light in the end of the tunnel. LMAO

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA + added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

“Hey Gorgeous!”

Ella leaned in on Max, hugging him. “God! Your good for my self esteem.”

Max chuckled. “How could I not think you’re gorgeous, especially in that dress!” he whistled. “It’s drool worthy!”
He glanced at Lorne and saw that the man had forgot everything else around him,
including the woman beside him who looked furiously at the Major. His eyes where fixated at Ella and Max.
Max stroked Ella’s bare back. It got the desired effect; he could see Lorne’s eyes narrow.

“Max, dance with me?” Ella took his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. With Max’s arms around her she felt safe.
Max caught Karl’s eye and nodded in Lorne’s direction. He swung Ella so that she had her back to Marcus before
proceeding to slowly stroke her back, tracing the dress hem. Still looking at Lorne, Max saw the man make a fist.

When the dance ended, Carson was waiting on his turn.

Ella smiled at him. “Gee, I’m popular tonight.”

When Max passed Carson he whispered, “The Major looks like he’s ready to kill someone.
He’s been glaring at every guy in here.”

“Aye, I’ve noticed that. I’ll see what I can do to help.” He snuck his arms around her, managing to caress her innocently,
but from a distance it looked far from innocent as he whispered funny stories in her ear, making her smile.
To the casual observer it must have appeared very sensual, seductive even.
When Carson lifted his gaze to Lorne, the Major had pushed away from the wall.
Marching with distinct steps towards Ella and Carson in the corner. Frustration in his eyes and fists still clenched.

Carson cleared his throat. “Hmm, I think Major Lorne wants to talk to you.”
He then snuck away.

Ella turned around and there was Marcus. Catching her eye, he reached for her,
sneaking one hand around her neck and caressing gently. He pulled her in to a hungry and passionate kiss.

Sliding his hands down her body. Going on an adventure trip on her back, feeling her skin. He finally reached her ass.
Pressing her slightly against him. So she couldn’t avoid feeling his hard on.
When he ultimately broke for air, he looked at her.

“I swear, I was going to punch every guy in here, that so much as glanced at you.”
He touched her cheek. Finding her sweet spot behind the earlobe.

“Your where jealous?” Ella’s voice was tinged with doubt.

He nodded. “Even your brother and the way that Carson was…”

“Carson?” Ella looks puzzled. “He didn’t do anything. Wait a minute!” She looked directly at Karl.
He stood with Laura, Max and Liz. She motioned with her head to the gang. “We’ve been set up!”

Lorne turned around. They both started to laugh.

Karl drew Laura into his arms and kissed her and Max discretely pinched Liz in the ass before realising what he’d just done.
Holding up his hands in a defensive gesture as Liz turned on him. Everyone fully expected her to slap him and
were surprised when she advanced on him and pulled him into a kiss before taking his hand and dragging him to the floor.

Lorne turns to Ella, “I think they approve…all of them.”

“They better do! I’m not letting you go.” She takes a firm grip around his waist.

Lorne embraced her back. “I know what you mean. By the way, are you ready for some dessert?”

“Depends on what kind.” She looked naughtily at him.

He gave her a low growl. “The best kind, back in my room.” He hoisted her up on his shoulder, heading for his room.

They stepped into Lorne’s room closing the door behind them.

He took a seat in the sofa, sliding Ella down on to his lap. When Ella shifted to sit better,
he groaned and she could feel him growing excited.

She stroked his cheek, letting her hand trail a path down his chest. Starting to unbutton his shirt,
sneaking a hand in to touch his warm skin. Lorne took her hand, keeping it near his heart.

“You know, I really meant thank you. For keeping me company. I was going crazy.
Screaming at people in my head, unable to do anything. But you got to promise me one thing.”

“What?”

“Please, no more gossip magazines! Deal?”

Ella chuckled, “Deal!”

She tried to wriggle her hand free, feeling the urge to just touch him.

“Yeah and one more thing.” She waited patiently. He looked cheekily at her. “You own me a private strip tease!”

“Hey! You didn’t win and for that matter…you cheated! And you owe me a million!” She grinned at him. Lorne squirmed.

“True. Maybe we could call it a tie?”

“Sure. But next time, you just wait and see.”

Finally getting her hand free, she continued to unbutton his shirt.

When she finally got the shirt all unbuttoned, she got up. Taking her place on her knees between his legs,
leaning down on him, kissing away his breath.

She rubbed her breast on his, the silky fabric so soft, licking a trail down to his neck.
Finding a good nipping place behind his ear, making him moan.
Sliding her hands down his body she followed with her mouth and tongue. Tasting him, just learning the curves.

Reaching his pants she worked on the zipper. She couldn’t help but tease him,
sliding he tongue along his shaft outside his pants, leaving a wet trail.
She heard his breath catch, descending down the sofa, she finally got his pants and boxers of.

Licking the trail upwards, she circled his manhood. Teasing, wetting it with her tip.
With no going back she took him in her mouth, sucking and circling his whole length.

He shuddered and placed his hands on her shoulders, going after the one thing that was holding up the dress.
The zipper in the neck.
Frustrating he ask her, “Get the damn thing off already!”

With his cock still in her mouth, she reaches with both her hands. Glancing up at Lorne,
he looks with fascination at her mouth.

She murmured at him, “No hands.”

He chuckles. “Ella, you’re nuts.”

Unzipping the dress and he reached for her, wanting her to kiss him.
She repositioned herself, straddling him. The dress slid up over her legs. Sitting down on his thighs,
he finally got a hold of her breasts.

Running his rough hands on her skin, raising goose bumps. He slid the dress down to her waist, pulling her closer.
She plastered herself on him, loosing her mind in a breathtaking kiss.

He moved his hands to her thighs, sliding them up under her dress.
When he doesn't touch any fabric, he looks stunned at her.

“All night? No underwear… Wow!”

She blushed. “Well, as you've probably noticed, there isn't much room for it.”

Lorne nodded, while trying to place her pussy just on top of him.
Lorne applied just a little pressure and pushed her hips down and made her take all of his length at once, stretching her.

Looking at her, he could see that her eyes where closed, enjoying the feeling. She licked her lips and opened her eyes.
Balancing herself with hands on his broad shoulders, she lifted herself one tiny bit. Looking straight into his eyes,
Ella slowly started to move. Her eye’s rolled back with the sensation. She let out a groan. And he was right there with her.

Pulling his face closer, she kissed him hot and passionately.

Breaking for air she said, “Do you know how long I've wanted this?”

He jerked with his hips, panting, “Probably as long as me.”

Keeping up the pace, Lorne now had full access to her breasts. His lips and tongue sucked them, making her nipples ache.
The sensations made them both lose track of space and time. Lorne slid one hand down between them,
finding Ella’s clit with his thumb. A few strokes and Ella arched her back to get closer.

She cried out his name and a few thrusts later Lorne followed her, burying his face in the crook of her neck moaning.

Both panting, coming down, Lorne leaned back and put his hands on her cheeks. Caressing gently with his thumbs,
“Did I hurt you?”

Ella looked at him with a delighted grin. Shaking her head she replied, “That was… amazing, breath taking.
They teach you that in Major school?”

Marcus laughed quietly, “Nope, that was all me”

A quick shower later, Lorne was lending her a T-shirt. Putting on some boxers himself. Ella was making up the bed.
She took a seat when she’d finished.

Lorne opened a drawer and pulled out a box. Turning towards Ella he asked, “You still want dessert?”

“What? I thought…” She trailed off, blushing.

He chuckled. “I mean this.” He waved a box of Chocolate Chip Cookies.

“Oh, you’re sneaky!”

He nodded, “Yup, that I am.”

“Plus, you owe me a rematch of strip poker. I was wining and you know it!” He pouted.

Ella just laughed at him, “Sure, in time. When I have more cloths on.”

He grinned. “You know it won't help.”

“Shut it and give me the cookies!”

Taking a seat opposite her, he handed over the cookies.

- - - A month later - - -

Max was sitting in Dr. Weir’s office. Trying not to look at her luscious lips.
And failing miserable.
Elizabeth chuckled. -Max, have you heard a single word I just said"?
-Delicious... Hmm...what? Oh yeah that… tearing his eyes away.
-Well, the missions are going great. We only have one problem...
Elizabeth looked puzzled. -Problem?
-Yeah... a big one.
-Big? It's not Major Lorne and Ella, right?
-Well not exactly. It's Karl.
-Karl?
-Every time since Ella joined us... Major Lorne is treating her like another soldier.
But I would bet my money on that when they are off duty, she is the Major... He chuckled.
Elizabeth snorted. -What about Karl?
-Every time we are out on missions it's now Ella that tells the stories.
About Karl and his childhood... So he's afraid now that some soldier would have a sister who also are in the SGC...
Elizabeth let out a low chuckle of laughter.
-Max, your nuts!! When she stopped laughing she was swept of her feet in to his arms...
Stealing a kiss, he smiled at her... -It helps...

Fin
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6

Lorne/Other 6

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 22:05:34 GMT

Title: Can you help?
Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 6/7
Yes there is a light in the end of the tunnel. LMAO

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA + added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

- - - Cadman's Place - - -

“You’re sure you have time for this?” Ella looked at Laura.

“Oh definitely! Just to see the other marines faces”. She chuckled. “They need this, hell WE need this!”

Laura tossed Ella what looked like a wrinkled peace of cloth, as big as a football.

“What's this?” Laura laughed.

“That's the dress!”

Ella began to unwrap it. It felt like silk, black shimmering silk.
She looked at it in horror. “This little thing?” her voice shook. “Will this really fit me?”

-“Hmm, well yes and no. It’s not exactly supposed to cover all of you. Go, put it on!”

Ella did so then stepped back into the other room.

Laura took a deep breath. “ It never looked like that on me. “Spin, let me see how it looks on you.”

The silky fabric clung to Ella’s body like a second skin. The arms were bare,
with a wide collar of glittering stones around the neck keeping the dress up.
Other than that she was covered only in the front, her back bare. Ella tried to look over her shoulder to see how it looked.

She shook her head. “I can’t wear this! Karl will kill me.”

Laura reassured her, “Leave Karl to me. The main question is how many heads are you gonna turn?”

“Probably none.” Ella chuckled.” But maybe…” she got a distant look in her eyes.

“What? Who? Tell me!” Laura tilted her head. “It’s Max!”

“Sorry, no. Not that I haven’t tried, but he’s been like a brother for too long.”

“But then who? You haven’t been here THAT long. HA! It’s Major Lorne, right?!”

Ella could feel herself blush, trying to shake her head. But it was too late.

“Aww, you couldn’t have done any better. Lorne is the sweetest thing. He’s a real gentleman.
So, Ella. Are you pleased with the dress?”

With a dreamy face and touching the fabric, she looked at Laura. “Oh yes. I love it. Thank you so much!”

“It’s nothing, sweetie. Anyway, now that I see it on you… That dress was made for you.
So, this is the plan. Leave the dress here and come back two hours earlier tomorrow night.
We can chat, get dressed, sip some Athosian wine and just hang out?”

“Sounds good!” Getting dressed Ella added, “And I’ll tell Karl and Max to pick us up here?”

Laura nodded and gave Ella a hug. “See you tomorrow.”

Next evening, Ella knocked on Laura’s door.

Having a blast, they laughed and came up with silly things. The wine did help some too.
Finally they both slipped into their dresses. When Ella saw Laura’s dress, a short fire-truck red dress
with a whole lot off cleavage her yaw dropped, gasping she finally manage to say, “Wow! That’s… short!”

Laura snorted and twirled.

“I can tell you right now that Karl will LOVE that outfit.” Ella laughed.

Laura sported a satisfied smile at Ella’s comment. She then winked at Ella.
The knock on the door signaled that the boys had arrived. Laura motioned for Ella to go get that.

“I’m just gonna put on some lipstick.”

Ella let in Karl first and Max motioned for Stacks to step back so he could close the door.
Karl started to talk right away. Max turned after closing the door and caught a glimpse of Ella’s back.

“WOW!” He put his hand over his heart. “Your killing me, Stacks!”

Karl turned to see what he was talking about. Max took Ella’s hand and spun her around. Karl’s eyes nearly popped out.
Then Max dipped her over his arm, twisted an imaginary moustache and said with an oily voice,
-“I think I change my mind. I love you”! He wiggled his eyebrows towards Karl.
Trying to catch her breath from laughing to hard, Ella just grinned.

Far away she can hear Karl’s shocked voice. “Sis, you can’t wear THAT! There’s a piece missing!”

At that moment Laura steps in the room. “Why not?”

Ella and Max turn their eyes on Karl. He simply stood there, his jaw dropped as he faced Laura.

She repeated. “Why can’t she wear that?”

Karl tries to collect himself and they can see a blush starting to form on his cheeks.

-Lieutenant Cadman.” He shakes his head. “Laura.” Finally the shook fades and he manages to say,
“Ain’t that dress illegal in some states?”

Everybody just burst into laughter, all the tension leaving the room.

“So, everybody ready? They are waiting for us.”

Walking the short distance to the mess hall, as they approached they could hear music and chatter. The hall was filled with people and somebody had hung a banner with the text: ‘Welcome Back’ and somebody had added a piece of paper at the end reading: ‘Sleepy head’.

Karl chuckled. “Way to go, Cadman! Nice sign.” he nudged her in the side.

Laura actually blushed. “I do my best!”

Scanning the room, Ella found what she was looking for in the far back. Surrounded by a crowd of females, sat Major Lorne.
She took in his sight, like someone starving for food. Black chinos and a crispy white shirt, two buttons undone,
he looked gorgeous! He was laughing and smiling. Ella felt a knot in her stomach. She tore her gaze away,
just missing that Carson snuck away from the same table – Carson being the one who’d told the story that got everybody laughing.

Carson shot an eye to Karl and winked. Mission accomplished.

What Ella also missed was that Lorne hadn’t taken his eyes from her since she stepped in to the room.

He caught a glimpse of her bare back before he lost her in the crowd. Interesting. . Suddenly Doctor Weir stood by his side.

“Major Lorne, could you come with me? There’s some one I like you to meet.”

But I know everybody here, he thought to himself. What had gotten in to Liz?
First she had shown up and helped him pick out his outfit and now this. She took him straight to where Ella and the others stood.

“I don’t think you two have been properly introduced. “Major, meet Lieutenant Stackhouse.”

Lorne took her hand in his, her hand shaking slightly. She glanced up at him through her eyelashes and smiled shyly. She could feel his thumb rubbing the back of her hand. Feeling the blush creeping up her cheeks as she realised how nice his hands were.

“Thank you Ella.” he said with his low voice, “For everything.” He didn’t let her hand go and she could feel the warmth spread through her body.

Doctor Weir cleared her throat. “Time for dinner.”

Slowly Marcus let her hand slide free. Finally breaking eye contact when Liz took hold of his arm and gently tugged him towards the table.

- - - Dinner - - -

Ella had no memory of what they ate or what she talked about. The only thing she clearly remembered was Lorne sitting opposite her with Liz at his side. Stealing his attention. Finally dinner was over.

After everybody had helped to clean the room someone had turned up the music. People started to mingle.

Max invited Laura to dance and Karl looked questioningly at Ella.

She nodded. “Love to!” He swept her away. Slowing down he looked seriously at her,
“I’m sorry for my reaction to your gorgeous dress…”

She shook her head. “That’s okay sweetie. It’s nice to know somebody is on my side.”

“Yeah, but it’s just that I forget sometimes that you are all grown up.” Karl smiled down at her.
“But you do know that every guy in here is ogling at you? Even the Major.” Ella felt her gaze wander over to Lorne and their eyes locks. The laugh that was just about to bubble up was suddenly silenced. She broke eye contact, blushing.

When the song ended, Nat the lab assistance broke in and wanted the next dance.

Karl smirks, “Sorry, I’m taken. Nat don’t give him as much as a glance over.”

“Well?” He urges.

Ella sighs to herself. “Sure.”

Of course it’s a slow dance and Ella cursed to herself yet again. Sure enough it took about two seconds before he started to get grabby. The second time it happened Ella hissed in his ear, “Do that again and I’ll break your arm!”
He flinches and she continues, “Now walk away.” She squinted at him.

He sneaked away and she stepped to the side, joining Max by the wall.

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5

Weir/Dex

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 06:08:57 GMT

"The Silk Series (Part 2)"

Title: Silky Skin
Author: cheeky_cookie
Characters: Weir/Dex
Category: Ship Pairings
Genres: Fluff
Chapters: 1

"The Silk Series (Part 1)" Silky Voice
(Wasn't intended as a series, but I was on a roll. LMAO)

Elizabeth sat on the edge of the bed in the infirmary. She looked down at her bare feet, whilst listening to Carson.

“There doesn’t seem to be any side effects from Phoebus’ presence in you…” she tuned Carson’s voice out, wiggling her toes.
She thought about John, who just been released.

Oh and God! What about Ronon? I… she shot him! Elizabeth winced with pain and guilt.
She knew deep down that it wasn’t her fault, but that didn’t ease the pain.

“… And Ronon.”

Her head snapped up to look at Carson when she heard his name.

“What about Ronon? Is he okay?”

Carson looked seriously at her. “Aye, Lass. It was a close call and a tricky operation, but I managed to stabilize him.
He’s still sedated, but it will wear off later.”

“Can I see him?” Elizabeth cringed a little when she heard the desperation in her own voice. “Please?”

Carson pondered her request for a moment and then nodded.

“Okay then, but after that you have to promise me to go to bed and rest. I’m keeping you here one more night for observation.”

She nodded. “Of course, Carson. Where is he?”

Carson extended his arm to her and she stepped down her feet hitting the cold floor. Carson showed her to a room in the back.
She heard the machines making noises before she saw Ronon, and there he was.
In the middle of the room in a white hospital gown laid Ronon, pale and unmoving.

God, what have I done? Why Ronon? Did Phoebus know how much he is starting to affect me? My feelings for him…

Elizabeth pondered this as Carson lifted Ronon’s shirt and showed her the wound that had been inflicted.
The blood was already starting to seep thru the dressing.

She reached out with her trembling hand, wanting so much to take away the pain.
Instead she covered her mouth with it, smothering a sob.

Carson pulled up a chair for her. “Here. Sit for a while and keep him company.
Let him hear a familiar voice.” Elizabeth glanced at Carson and he nodded reassuringly. “I’ll be right outside. Take your time.”

He then left the room, leaving Elizabeth with her thoughts.

She steeped closer to the bed; leaning over it she reached out once again with her hand. This time she touched his cheek and forehead.
Smoothing down along his face, two fingers finding their way to his tattoo. Feeling his pulse. Reassured by the steadiness of his pulse and cool skin she grasped down and lifted his shirt.

With light fingers she traced the out lining of the dressing.

She whispered to him that she was sorry. “There are so many things that I wanted to tell you… How much I’ve come to enjoy your company. Even those times we just sat in contemplative silence over lunch.”

She pulled the chair closed and sat down. Taking his hand in hers, smoothing it over her cheek, she could finally admit to him that he was the man in her thoughts that day after the meeting and always.

“And I’m so sorry for shooting you.” She could feel the tears start to pour down her cheeks.

Ronon could feel the pain in his body from the wound, then suddenly he heard voices.
One male and one female. He couldn’t quite make out what they where saying.

Then unexpectedly he could feel a silky hand touching his face, smoothing away the pain. Now he could hear her voice clearer.
With astonishment he heard her confession; the torture and blame in her voice over what had happened and felt the first of her hot tears falling on his hand.

In a low voice he said, “Don’t.” His voice was rougher than usual. He reached with his fingers to trace away her tears from her cheek.

“Not your fault.”

Elizabeth was startled. “Ronon?” Their eyes met and Elizabeth looked away in shame. “It was my fault, I let this happen!”

“Not you, her!”

Elizabeth let out a sob, “I was so afraid you wouldn’t make it.”

“I’m alright. Here!” he patted at his side. “Come lay down for a moment, let me hold you.”
He murmured. “Liz, get in the bed, don’t make me come and get you.”

She shook her head. “I’ll hurt you, again.”

“No, you wont. I promise I won’t break.” He just looked at her with confidence. “You could never hurt me. I need you close, to feel you are safe.”

Caving in to both his voice and his reassurances she climbed onto the bed.
He held out his arm and she snuggled in tight. She could feel his firm grip on her back, letting her know that he still had his strength.

Putting her lips to his throat she gave him a soft kiss.

He growled. “Liz… She looked up at him and was caught in a searing kiss.

Her hand snuck up under his shirt, caressing his velvety skin. Breaking the kiss she gave a frustrated moan.

He chuckled. “I said I wont break, but this is as frisky I can get right now. But later…”

Elizabeth chuckled, “Sorry, I got carried away.”

He pulled her in tighter. “Now, just close your eyes and get some rest with me.”

She took one look at his tired eyes and could feel him sneaking his hand under her shirt, rubbing her back soothingly.

She let her own hand rest over his heart, fingers fanned out.

She could feel her eyes slide shut, before she drifted away the last thing she remembered was hearing him whisper, “Silky hands.”

Half an hour later, Carson glanced through the door into Ronon’s room, wondering if he had missed Elizabeth going back to her bed.

But no, there she still was, curled up at Ronon’s side. Both were sound asleep. Carson quietly closed the door and thought to himself.
"And here I was dreading having to tell her to rest."

Carson chuckled to himself, it’s not easy to boss around you own boss.

Fin.

Lorne/Other 5

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 20:49:58 GMT

Title: Can you help?

Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 5/?

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA + added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

Marcus was having the most wonderful dream ever: A big comfy bed and a warm woman, plastered all over him.
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her even closer, feeling her whole body flush against him.
He sought out her lips, finding them he nibbled on the lower lip before deepening the kiss.

Breaking for air he hears her voice, “Major?”

“Mmmm.” Marcus replies, cupping her cheek. Starting to trail his fingers down her jaw,
sliding his thumb over her lower lip,
feeling the tip of her tongue touching it.

She sighed deeply, trying to find her voice. “M-major? Open you eyes, please.”

Doing so, he was caught in her green eyes.

She continued, “Not that I'm complaining but have you noticed that you can move?”
She beamed at him.

“Hmm, no. But I don't need to. This is a dream.”

Ella chuckled. “I can help you with that and she pinched his ass.”

“Hey! Ouch!” He started to laugh, a good deep rumbling laugh.
When he quietened down he looked at her, winked and said, “And Carson didn't think I could get frisky!”

Ella blushed in embarrassment. Realising how it looked and what she was doing with her boss she put her hands on his chest pushing him away slightly.

“Look.” “I didn't.” They said at the same time.

There was a knock on the door and they both snapped their heads to it.

“Doctor Stackhouse? Is everything okay? Major Lorne's monitors are going crazy out here.”

“Ehh… yes and no. Go wake up Dr. Beckett.”

She slid out of the bed, avoiding his eyes.

“Ella?” She held up her hand to him and shook her head. Still no eye contact,
just to avoid him seeing the tears in her eyes, “Don't!”
In a rush she just grabbed a pair of pants and a T-shirt; Lorne's Air Force one, and left.

Nearly running out the door, she collided with Carson. “Ella, what's happening?”

She waved back into the room. “It's Major Lorne.”

Carson took her hand and tried one more time, “What about the Major, Lass?”

With trembling voice, “Look for yourself.”

Carson hesitated for a second, took a deep breath and peeked in.
Dragging Ella with him he saw Lorne sitting up and waving a hello.
He let Ella go and cried out his disbelief, which made all the lab technicians jump and quickly gather in the doorway.

Ella quietly stood at the back of the room by the door watching, her eyes lingering on Lorne.

How could she have fallen for him already? They had never even talked before, no getting to know each other.
Sure, after everything that Karl and Max has told her about all those missions, it felt like she knew him well.
She knew that he was a kind man, taking care of his team with a smile for anyone who needed one.
And she now knew he was a good kisser too. Shaking her head she buried it in her hands.
It's hopeless, why should he like me. I just got here.

She sneaked out of the room. Leaving the celebration she missed Lorne's long gaze after her.
More people kept coming; it just showed how much he was liked in Atlantis.
Nobody noticed Ella getting into her room.

Inside it was dark and she tumbled to her bed. Crashing down on it tears started to flow.
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door.

“Go away!” She yelled while trying to dry he eyes. The door slid open and Ella was furious.

“Who do you think…”

She was interrupted when a voice said softly, “Stacks, sweetie.”

“Max, is that you?”

“Who else?”

She just shook her head, a sob escaping. “Oh Max.”

He approached the bed and took a seat, leaning back on the headboard.
Patting his chest he motioned for her to snuggle up to him.

“Come, tell big brother Max everything. Let it all out.”

Cosseted by Max's strong arms, she just poured everything out.

Finally she let out a hiccup. “And the worst thing is… I love him.
How stupid is that, saying I’m in love with a man I barely know? But it’s true and…”

Rubbing her back, Max says, “Shh sweetie. It’ll be okay, you'll see.”

“But… he’s my boss and he’d never be interested and even if he was it’s impossible!”

“Why can't I fall in love with you instead? Would be so much easier!”

Max chuckled. “Darling, if that was the case don't you think it should have happen by now?
We've know each other for about 25 years now.”

“True.” Ella sighed. “But still...” Exhausted she fell asleep.

Max kissed her forehead. “Major Lorne better be good to you!” He snuck out.

Suddenly Ella's com-link made a sound. “Ella? Are you there lass?”

Ella answered with a sleepy voice, “Yes, I'm here Carson.”

“Could you come to my office? “

“Yeah, just need a shower.”

“Okay, come when you’re ready.”

Looking at the time it was almost time for dinner.

- - - Carson's office - - -

Carson met her in the doorway, taking her in his arms and giving her a hug.
“You did it! You figured it out!”

Ella looked puzzled. “What did I do?”

“The plants in the field were a species closely related to the Eucalyptus plant,
so your shot did the work without us knowing it.”

Finally she understood what he was meaning. “That's pure luck! But good luck.”

“By the way.” Carson looked curiously at Ella, “The Major has being asking for you.”

Ella shook her head. “Tell him I'm busy.” To her embarrassment she blushed. “Please?”

Carson nodded reluctantly, “If that's what you want then, but you know you have to meet him eventually, right?”

Ella closed her eyes and let out a soft, “Yes.”

“Are you okay lass?”

“No, but hopefully I will be.” Yeah right!

He followed her out and watched her glance into Lorne's room. Visitors were still pouring in.
Carson moved closer so he could see Ella's face. The longing in her eyes as she was watching Lorne.
She smiled sadly and turned her gaze away, walking out.

Aha! Carson thought to himself...

Suddenly Carson heard Doctor Weir’s voice on the com-link.
“Carson, could you come to my office, and bring Ella with you.”

“Sure.” Carson ran after Ella.

- - - Liz Office - - -

Entering the room they found Sheppard, Ronon, Teyla, Max, Karl, Cadman and Doctor Weir.

Liz motioned at Ella, “Thanks to Lieutenant Stackhouse we have our Major back.
So what do you all think of a ‘Welcome Back’ party?”

“With food, drinks and civilian clothing?” said Cadman. She was bouncing in her chair, winking at Beckett.

“Yeah, that was what I had in mind. All personnel will attend. Lorne and Ella will be the guests of honour.”

Ella started to shake her head. “But I didn't bring any fancy clothes with me.”

“Don't worry honey!” Laura nudged Ella in her side. “ have something you can borrow.
It'll fit you perfect! After this just follow me.”

“Okay, that’s nice of you. Thanks.”

“So.” Liz looked around the room, “7 o’ clock tomorrow evening then. See you all there.”

Everybody nodded and scattered. Laura took Ella's arm, “What about dinner first, then the dress?”

“Sounds good, I'm starving!” Ella smiled brightly at her new friend.

- - - Mess Hall - - -

“Meatloaf, not inspiring but tasty. So Ella, how do you like Atlantis so far?”

“It's a gorgeous place. If you can fall in love with a city that is, and everyone is so friendly, like you.”

Laura waved her hand dismissively. “Please, I have an ulterior motive!” She chuckled. “Your brother!”

“What?” Ella started to giggle. “Don't tell me! You’re interested in that goofball?
Nah, I'm just kidding with you. He's the best. Good with kids, loves animals and old ladies.
” She laughed. “But I thought you and Carson…”

“Hmmm....well. I had a crush on him and... you read the report, right?” Laura was now red.

Ella nodded. “Yes.” she looked to Laura for an explanation. “And?”

“It's like this. One or two times after THAT when we were kissing he called me Rodney.
I think I freaked him out a little.”

“Oh… OH! I'm sorry.” Elle looked at Laura and they both started to laugh!

After calming down a bit Ella asked, “Sooo what about Karl? What do you wanna know?”

“Well everything! How was he growing up?”

“Haha, okay. One time he and my other brothers decided that I wasn't allowed to play with them.

I was 10 and a GIRL.” Ella chuckled. “So he told me that if I could beat all four of them, I could play with them.
That made me so angry! One month later I beat the crap out of all of them!
They had so many cuts and bruises that Mom got real upset,
I don't think they ever told her where they got them from.”
Ella and Laura laughed long and hard.

“But…” Laura looked puzzled. “How could you beat them?”

“Max helped me. He showed me every trick he could!”
Ella grinned smugly and proceeded to tell Laura everything there was to know about one Karl Stackhouse.

Karl, Beckett and Max had something else in mind.

“So, guys! How do we get them together?”

Max looked at the other two men.

Karl frowned, “Do we want to?”

Max laughed at his friend. “She can't be your baby sister for ever. She needs to grow up, meet a man.
And could she find any better than The Major?
You do know he's been smitten over her since you started to tell him about her, right?”

Karl looked baffled at Max. Then he thought about it.

“You’re right, he's always the one asking for more. Huh, to think.
I only talked about her to ease my and the men’s minds when on a mission.”

Carson nodded. “Aye, that explains a lot. I've noticed that the members assigned to
your team always bounce back quicker. But I didn't know it was because of you.”

Karl blushed a little. –“Gee, Thanks Doc.”

All three laughed. “So, what about the Major then?”

Max shook his head and smiled. “After I checked up on Stacks I went to Lorne's room.
Starred him down good and asked when he was gonna marry our Stacks! I swear!
It was the first time I’d ever seen him blush.” Max grinned. “He's hooked for real!”

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4

Lorne/Other 4

Sun, 29 Oct 2006 21:47:56 GMT

Title: Can you help?

Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 4/?

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

- - - Breakfast - - -

The mess hall was filled with people. In one corner Ella spotted Liz.
She put in an extra gear. “Doctor Weir! I have an idea!”

In her excitement she said it fairly loud. Everybody went silent.

Ella cleared her throat, “Just an idea.” she said, waving her hand vaguely in the air. “Carry on!”

Everyone started to talk amongst themselves.

”Who's she?”
“Lieutenant Stackhouse. Karl's sister.”
”Karl has a sister?”
“Arrived yesterday.”
“She knows Max too.”
“Max, huh?”

Catching up with Doctor Weir, Ella leaned down and with a low voice said,
“Can you send a team to Lorne's planet?”

”Of course. We're full booked today, but tomorrow… Why? What did we miss?”

Ella showed her the picture and told her the theory. Liz stood up.
“I'll try to bump up Team Sheppard as soon as possible! I'll get back to you.”

Max looked puzzled when Doctor Weir took off. He turned to Ella. “Time for breakfast,
I'm starving!”

Ella giggled, “There's no bottom in you.”

Ronon and Teyla waved to them at a table, motioning for them to come and sit.
Joining them, Ronon asked Ella if she was coming to the training.

”Of course! Karl has talked a lot about your training methods.”

”Oh.” Ronon looked funny at her. “Did he also tell you that I beat him every time?”

”Yeah, but then again that's no surprise. Hell I almost bet him every time!”

”You?” Ronon had an indescribable expression on his face.

Ella nodded. “Yup, me! I've beaten him since I was 10 and he's four yours older than me.”

”Is this true?” Teyla looked at Max.

”Yes, very much so and I hate to admit it but she beats me to…”

”Lieutenant Stackhouse…” Ronon began.

“Please call me Ella.”

”All right... Ella, I'm looking forward to seeing you at training.”

”I'd be honored to get a lesson from you, Ronon. Shall we go?”

- - - Training Room - - -

Ronon was a very popular teacher. He thought them the rough basics.
Ella stood at one side overlooking the training. After 30 minutes, Ronon pointed at her.

“After Max it's your turn.”

“Sure.”

She warmed up, keeping an eye on Max. Sure enough, his back hit the floor,
a knife poised over his throat. Helping Max up, Ronon nodded to Ella.

She stepped onto the mat, facing Ronon. He assessed her as she stood there watching him. With a roar he rushed her. She let her gaze slide to the left, arching an eyebrow, confusing Ronon. Did he miss something? He hesitated for a split second and the palm of her hand slammed in to Ronon's solar plexus. With a grunt he stumbled back with the force of the blow. Looking down at his hand he realized that it was gone!

Ella said, “Are you looking for this?” She offered him the knife back.

A murmur of surprise went through the room. Ronon glanced from the knife to Teyla.
She shrugged and shook her head.

“Want to try again?”

He took the knife back, eyeing her. She turned her back to him stepping in to
the middle of the mat. This time he went for surprise.
Getting close in on her he finally got her on her back.
Holding the knife to her throat.

“Do you give up?” He murmured in her ear.

“Why?” said Ella and pushed herself closer to him and purred in his ear,
“I just wanted you close, so I can do this.” She then darted out with her tongue
and licked his tattoo. Ronon, perplexed eased his grip on her,
giving Ella her chance. She pushed him away, getting him flat on his back.
And by some strange fluke she had the knife again.

Holding the knife over his heart she said, “You’re dead, Mister.”

She got up and reached for Ronon. He looked emptily at her,
shook his head and started laughing. Taking her hand, he got up.

“Ella.” he said and pulled her in for a hug. Whispering in her ear he continued,
“Good one!”

Leaning her head back Ella gave up a laugh. “Now boys and girls, I must go.
Major Lorne is waiting for me.”

- - - Heading out, walking to the lab - - -

Carson met her in the doorway. “Liz says that Shep's team wont make it till tomorrow.”

“Well, that's better than nothing, right?”

“Aye, we're still looking over his blood tests.”

“Good, I will go over the files one more time. If you need me I'm in Lorne's room.” Stepping in she asked, “How's your day so far?”

** Well, the nurse didn't raise the headboard so I've been counting coloured tiles on the ceiling. And I still can't move, so pinching was a no go. **

“Ah! I see some one left me a magazine. Never heard of it.”
She showed it to Lorne. ‘Click’ was the name, lots of famous people on the outside.

** Marcus groaned to himself, NO not that kind of magazine. Gossip! Argh! **

Ella went to her own bag and pulled out another one. She held them in front of him.
“Click or Tactical Advantage?” She looked sneakily at him. “Well, which do you chose?”

***Please, please take...***

“Yup, Click it is!” She giggled to herself.

She knew exactly the face Lorne would have made, she'd seen it in Max's face when she teased him.

“But first it's time for the medicine.” With that done, she kicked of her shoes and took her place in the bed. “Now let's see ‘A guy tried to run off with Eva Longoria’s
underpants on the set of Desperate Housewives’ Haha, well you guys fall for everything!”

** Is there a picture? **

“‘Paris Hilton turned 25 on February 17th’ Who? Never heard of her.
She's too skinny and I always thought guys liked something to hold on to.
‘Music industry officials reveal that Britney Spears uses voiceovers on her songs. Apparently a Swedish girl has been put over Britney’s voice so it would sound better’
If you have to cheat your no real singer, right?” Ella flipped through the magazine.

** No more, please. You’re driving me insane. You’re going to pay for this somehow! **

She glanced over at Lorne. “Nah, I think I have tortured you enough. How about this?”
She picked up the other one. Did you know that the P90 could fire 900 rounds a minute?
Oh and listen to this: ‘P90 L. The L option adds an integrated laser sight projected from below the barrel. The LV variant is equipped with a visible laser, while the LIR variant has an infrared laser. The lasers have three internal settings: "off"
(to prevent accidental activation), "low-intensity" (combat training and extended battery life), and "high-intensity" (maximum visibility).
The laser on/off switch is a green button located under the trigger grip.
The battery compartment is located below this button.’”
She nodded to herself. “I want one of those!”

Carson popped his head in. “Are you still here? Everybody's gone for dinner.”

“Dinner? Wow, time really does fly here! Are you going now and can I join?”
Ella's stomach made a noise.

“Aye, but just a quick bite. Okay.”

She turned to Lorne. “When I come back it's time for some poker. I'll bring the cards.”
She winked.

After dinner she stopped by her room. A quick shower and she felt like a new woman.
Sweat pants, a training top, matching jacket, bare foot and spiky hair.
Perfect, for scaring away men. She chuckled to herself.
Oh and don't forget the cards.

Back at the lab, the little table was set up on the bed between them.

“So Major, what are we playing for? Money? Sure.”

Dealing the first round, and she won. No cheating, of course.

An hour had passed when Ella said, “Major, you now owe me a million dollars.”

** Yikes **

“Or… I have a deal for you. How about strip poker?”

** Damn it! Why does she choose that when I can't move, or win for that matter? **

“The deal is that if you win you can keep the money, and the bonus. But if I win…”
She glanced at him, blushing, “You owe me when you’re back on your feet. Deal?”

** By the look on her face and the blush he figured it had something to do with "Major Dimples" Yup, deal! **

She shuffled the cards, dealt them and he… Won!

“What? How did you do that? You just lost 1 million dollars, but now you win?”
She took of the jacket.

** Yes-s-s, now we're making progress **

Once more dealing the cards and another win for the Major. Ella muttered to herself,
but took the top off. She was now sitting opposite Lorne in her sweatpants and bra.

** Lorne could feel his pulse picking up speed **

Shaking her head, “I wonder what Karl meant by you cheating.
You’re in a coma, you can't move!”

The third deal:
Lorne: Queen of Hearts.
Ella: King of Hearts.
Lorne: Ace of Hearts.
Ella: King of Spades.
Lorne: Queen of Spades.
Ella: 2 of Spades.
Lorne: Ace of Spades.
Ella: 2 of Hearts.
Lorne: Queen of Club.
Ella: 2 of Clubs.

“Damn it! You win again! And a fair victory it was. “

She slowly took of her pants, sitting opposite Lorne in her unsexy boxers and sport bra; she looked straight in his eyes. She cringed a little; it was the first time any guy has seen her with this little clothes on. Well, a guy she liked any way.
And he's a superior officer...GAH!

Suddenly her com-link burst to life; Doctor Stackhouse?
Major Lorne's pulse is picking up a lot.” The nurse sounded concerned.

Think Stacks, think! She tapped the link, “I thought it might do that.
It's a good sign. I will keep a close eye on him. Please believe it, please!

“Right, Doctor Stackhouse. I'll just make a note of it. Good Night.”

“Phew!” Turning to Lorne, “Now see what you made me do. But it is true.
It's a very good sign, for you not for me. This means that you’re conscious,
but can't move. And that you’ve probably been aware the whole time listening to me
and my talking.”

Putting the table down, tucking Lorne in, she turned of the light.
Laying in the dark he can hear her voice, “I wonder what the penalty is for calling your boss sweetie and playing strip poker with him?”

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

Lorne/Other 3

Mon, 23 Oct 2006 20:40:42 GMT

Title: Can you help?

Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 3/?

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

“Now we have to head back to Carson, it’s almost 17:45. Bye guys!”

Karl and Max left her outside the lab.

“Before you go, Karl. Can you drop off the photos you took while on Lorne's mission?”

”Sure, sis. See you tomorrow at breakfast. 6:30!”

Stepping in Carson looked up, “Right on time! Everything is done. I even put in a computer.”

”Great! I knew I’d forgotten something. Oh and I almost forgot to tell you. You lock the room door the same way as in your quarters.”

”Good to know, I mean if he change his mind on getting frisky!” Ella joked. She peeked in to the Major’s room. “Looks perfect!”
Opening the door further she addressed Major Lorne, “Major, I'm just going for some dinner. Will be back in an hour.”

** I'll be right here, believe it or not. Just figure something out, and soon. I'm really craving for some choc... **

“Chocolate Chip Cookies! Damn it! I hope I remember to pack some.” Ella swore to herself. She smiled at Lorne.
“Keep your fingers crossed! See you later, sweetie.” Turning around Ella shook her head.
Did I just call him sweetie? God hope nobody heard it, especially not him.

- - - Casa Weir - - -

“Please come in and welcome!”

Carson and Ella sniffed the air. “Mmmm smells good, Doctor Weir.”

”Please call me Liz.”

Beaming back Ella said, “It smells gorgeous, Liz.”

Carson nodded his agreement.

The dinner was coming to an end and Liz was putting on some coffee.

”Now, tell us. What is this theory you have about the leaves?”

Liz took her seat. Ella took out some pills. “Here, I want you to taste these. Just put them under your tongue and let it melt. Eucalyptus leaves combined with some of the herbs found on various planets give wonderful results. They are good for your, skin, eyes, hair and can speed up the healing process.” Ella trailed of with the science talk. Then she glanced at her watch and gasped! “Time flies! I promised Lorne to be back an hour ago.”

Liz cleared her throat, “So I guess you and the Major get along. If that's so we will not keep you.
Your research is amazing and we would love to hear the rest later.”

Carson nodded. “It's fascinating.”

”Thank you so much, both of you. Liz, Carson. For dinner and the warm welcome.”

“Anytime.”

Ella rushed back to the lab, or as she called it Home 2, with her breath in her throat.

She panted, “Sorry, Major. For being late.” She started to tell him of the evening while she checked his vitals: pulse, eyes, and reflexes. “Have you behaved? No pinching the nurses?” She smirked. I'm gonna give you a shot of this.
It's something I've been cooking up in my spare time.
It will help you get better, hopefully and at least help the wound heal faster. You'll get one tonight, then 3 a day for a week.”

Pushing her bed closer to Lorne's while she was talking she looked down and saw the mission photos lying there.

“Strange, he actually remembered what I told him, maybe the two of us can get a clue from these.”

The beds finally side by side, she took a seat beside him and picked up the photos. Turning to Lorne she said,
“Karl has a great eye for details, maybe we have missed something.”

The first one showed a view of a green field. Tilting it towards Lorne she said, “You’re standing with the gate to your backs, right?”

The next one was of Max, grinning. She showed it to Lorne. “He's such a goofball, my Kitten.”

** Bwhahaha Kitten?! Oh, Max is so gonna get it! **

She leaned against him and he got a whiff of her perfume. Chocolate/Vanilla.
The photo she was showing him now was of him smiling.
He thought he heard her mumble Major Dimples. Stealing a look at her face, he could see she was blushing.
Maybe he had heard it right.

Flipping through the rest of them, she returned to the first one.

” I wonder where on the planet you got shot? Here?” She tapped the photo on her chin. “I'll have to ask Max or Karl.”
Ella put down the photos and took Lorne's hand, cradling it between hers. “Don't worry, we will figure this out.
I'm a genius you know.” She winked at him.

Putting his hand down, she took his file. “Maybe we can find something in here.” Talking to herself, to Lorne, twisting all the theories she could come up with. After four hours she rubbed her eyes. “I'm starting to get cross-eyed. What time is it?”
She gasped. “That much, no wonder then. Time for sleep, we have lots to do tomorrow. Is it okay if I don't part the beds?
I'm too tired to get up.” She yawned as if to prove her point.

** Okay with me. I can't do anything any way. Just don't snore. **

Lowering the headboards she tucked in the Major. Rolled over to the far end of her bed and fell a sleep in two seconds.

She was sound asleep, leaving Lorne to his thoughts.

When the alarm went of Ella was wide-awake. She turned to Lorne; her head dropped a few inches when she saw no change. “It was too much to think that it should happen over night, right? But I wished... really wished.”

** Yeah, me too. **

She jumped out of bed and gave Lorne his shot.

”I'm going for breakfast, cause you’re already hooked up to yours.” She tapped the bag.
“After that and my training, it's time for you to show me what you can.”

A nock on the door and Max peeked in. “ Thought that you maybe needed a guide.”

”Oh absolutely!”

Max stepped into the room and looked at Major Lorne.

”Is our boss gonna be all right?”

”It's too early to tell, but we're not giving up. By the way, Max. Where exactly did the Major get shot? I mean the location.”

He took the photos. “That's easy.” He tapped on top of the first one. “We were running for the gate and were just 30 meters out.”

”So you where in the field?” Impatiently she waited for the answer.

“Yes. Why?”

“I have an idea. Just need to talk to Doctor Weir. Is she up now you think?”

”Yeah, should think so. She usually takes the time to eat with the teams.”

Chapter 1
Chapter 2

Lorne/Other 2

Wed, 18 Oct 2006 18:32:39 GMT

Title: Can you help?

Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 2/?

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

Somebody had raised the backboard so he was sitting. His eyes were open,
but there was no movement at all.

“Squirt!” Ella snapped her head back to the other man.
“Karl! Are you cheating the Major in cards?”

Karl laughed. “Naa, he's the one cheating. I keep looking over my shoulder.”
Ella was drawn into a bear hug. “You finally made it to Atlantis, sis!! About time!”
She giggled and drew him into a headlock.

“Right! So you admit that you like to get your butt kicked by a girl?”
She ruffled his hair as he squirmed. He laughed. “You wish! I know…”

“Kids!” Carson stepped in. “We have rooms for beating each other up.
They’re called training rooms. Now Ella, meet Major Lorne!”

Karl stepped back, letting Ella approach the bed.

“Lieutenant Ella Stackhouse, Major Marcus Lorne.”

She took his right hand and said, “Hello Major! How are you feeling today?”
She looked at him quizzically, like if he would say something back,
but of course he didn’t

** Hey! I'm doing fine. I just can't move my body at all,
and I have been screaming at Karl but he can't hear me. **

Ella turned to Carson. “Fill me in, Doc.”

Carson blinked. “Well he's been like this since they brought him home.
He blinks, but that's a reflex. We don't know if he can hear us.
Other than that he's fine.
The wound is healing nicely. But he's in a coma and I we’re at a loss as to what to do.” She could hear the small strain of defeat in Carson’s voice.

“I once came across a woman who had been in a coma for 5 years.” Ella said,
“Her husband had nearly given up, when he got in touch with me.
For about a month I cared for her. Reading to her, massaging her muscles,
watching TV, I even slept in the same room so she wouldn’t be alone.”

Carson and Karl looked intrigued by the story.

“So, did she wake up?” Carson’s eager voice interrupted Ella's thoughts.

“Actually, yes she did. One day she just sat up in her bed and told me to stop reading those boring magazines to her.”
Ella chuckled and the two men joined her.

“Was it one of your weapons magazines?” Karl pushed his sister in the side.

Ella laughed, “Hell yes! You know me to well.”

Karl glanced over at Carson. “She reads those magazines like other woman read Harlequins.”

Ella just grinned and shrugged her shoulders. “That's me!”

“Now back to business my friends. What do you need from me?”

Ella looked at Carson. “Let me think. A sofa. I can use this…” She pointed to the table with Lorne's cards, “…as a desk.
Oh and a TV?”

“You got it. Do you want a bed too? We can just roll one in from the other room.”

“Sure, if it's okay with you?”

“Well, Lass. I don't think he’ll be getting frisky with you.” Then he winked at Lorne.

And if I want him to get frisky? Ella thought to herself trying to suppress a telltale grin. Her favorite photos of the ones her brother sent home were with this man.
Always smiling. In her head she’d dubbed him Major Dimples. Ella winked at Carson,
but kept her thoughts to herself. “So we have a plan!!

“Why don't you let Karl show you around and then meet back here at 17:45?
By then we will have everything ready for you. Deal?” Carson waited for their answers.

“Sure.” said Karl, “I'm off duty right now. And I have a surprise for my sister.
See you later then Carson.”

Karl and Ella walked out of the room, heads close together. Carson shook his head in amusement and thought to himself.
Atlantis will never be the same.

“Come on, I'll take you to the training room. Teams one, two and three are practicing.
Team two is Lorne's and my team. I want you to meet the third member. Just wait and see!”

The door opened to reveal Ronon extending a hand to a man lying on the floor.
Eight pairs of eyes turned to the two stepping in.

“Hey, everybody! Look who I found in Major Lorne's room.”

Puzzled they all looked at Ella, except the man who had just stood up.

“STACKS! Come give me a big hug!”

“Max? Is that you?”

Karl grinned, “SURPRISE!”

Ella threw herself into Max’s arms.

In the mean time Karl said to the others,
“Meet my baby sister Lieutenant Ella Stackhouse.”

Still in Max's arms, she turned to the others.

Karl pointed everyone out to her. “That's Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard,
Teyla and Ronon is the big guy who just taught Max a lesson.
The guys over there are team three.”

Ella looked at Max. “And you I know, Kitten. But what team are you on?”

Kitten? Everyone in the room looked thoroughly confused and exchanged puzzled expressions. They'd seen the big guy in combat and he was no kitten. Ah well.

“I'm on Major Lorne's team, like you.” Max said.

“Me?” Ella replied.
“Yup, you’re teaming up with us. Didn't Carson tell you?”

“I don't think so, but then again I was concentrating on the Major.”

Sheppard took a step forward. “How is he doing?”

“I could say fine, but he's still in a coma. First thing tomorrow I will look
everything over and see if I can find anything.”

“Just get him better. We all miss him.”

“I'll do my best, Sir!”

He smirked. “Call me Shep when we’re off duty.”

“Sure... Shep.” They shook hands.

Teyla bowed her head and Ronon took Ella's arm, nodded and said,
“When you have time come and join the training. Every morning before breakfast.”

“Thank you.”

Chapter 1

Lorne/Other

Sun, 15 Oct 2006 19:17:12 GMT

Title: Can you help?

Author:cheeky_cookie
Characters: Lorne/Other
Category: Fluff, Sex....
Genres: ?
Chapters: 1/?

Warning: I realized that I like to write backgrounds to people.....LOL
I've used some names from SGA added some people made up in my twisted mind *g*

Thanks to goldie_gal & merathanel for the Beta.

Carson stood at the landing pad, overlooking the off loading.
The Daedelus had finally arrived with more supplies.
Atlantis was running out of a lot of things,
but especially medical stores.

“Antibiotic - Check! Blood bags - Check!” Standing there,
counting in his head and checking the papers, he suddenly heard a questioning voice.

“Dr Beckett?”

“Yes?” Slowly he turned around, eyes still on the pad.
Glancing up he saw a woman in uniform, an unfamiliar female in uniform.

“Wha…” Before he could finish the question, she embraced him in a tight hug, then leaned back to look him straight in the eye.

“Thank you so much!” she said, placing a kiss on his lips.

Gently grabbing her arms and pushing her away, he looked puzzled.

“Look here lass. I don't mind beautiful woman kissing me, but do I know you?”

She blushed just a little and said, “I'm sorry, I got a little carried away there.
My name is Ella Stackhouse.” She looked at Carson to gauge his reaction and
after a while he recognized the name.

“Ah! Karl's sister. I think he might have referred to you as ‘squirt’.”
Carson smiled brightly at Ella.

“Yes, that would be me. But you can call me Stacks. A
nyone who saves my brothers life is a friend of me.” Ella blinked at Carson.

He chuckled and replied, “The way he was whining I might have saved his life.”
They smiled at each other, sharing the joke.
“So Karl finally managed to get you over to Atlantis?”

“Yes, now that I'm done with my medical education and military training.
Doctor Weir wanted me here, said something about nurses refusing to go
off world with the teams?”

Carson’s expression changed showing concern, “Yes. Well it really is needed.
It would significantly cut down the time for the soldiers in pain.
Or if something strange should happen.”

“Strange?” With a perplexed expression Ella looked at Carson.

“Two days ago Major Lorne's team, with your brother, was on a mission.
They got ambushed by the people and…”

“Is Karl okay?” Ella cut in; her voice trembled as she spoke.

“Aye. He's fine, but the Major wasn't that lucky. He was shot with an arrow in the leg, when they where running for the gate.”

“That doesn't sound so strange.”

“Aye, but the arrow must have been laced with something, because he’s in a coma.
He’s alive and the wound looks much better. Everything appears normal,
it’s as if he’s just asleep.”
Carson shook his head.

“What?!” Ella tried to remember what the Major looked like from the pictures that her brother had sent her back at the base. She’d heard many a story about their missions
and knew how well liked the Major was. “So you don't know what it is at all?”

“No, not yet. But maybe you can help? I think you have a week to settle in before
the real work starts, maybe just take a look at the samples we have been taking…”

“Of course, anything. I know what a resource Major Lorne is.
So if it's okay with Doctor Weir?”

“Come on.” Carson handed the pad to his assistant and showed the way.
“Lets go introduce you to Elizabeth, then a quick stop at your quarters.
I’ve arranged it for you to get one close to the lab.” He grinned at her.
“Then I will happily show you around Atlantis.”

- - - In Doctor Weir's office - - -

Carson moved so that Doctor Weir could get a look at their guest.

“This is Lieutenant. Ella Stackhouse.”

Elisabeth smiled and extended her hand. “So you are Stackhouse’s famous little sister?”

“Gee, what has he been telling everybody?” Ella laughed and blushed.

“No, no nothing like that. I meant your work in the medical field.
You have an article published about the medical properties of eucalyptus leaves
if I’m not mistaken.
Very interesting and out of the box thinking.”

“Ah, that!” Ella looked relived. “If you want to know more, just ask.
I'd be happy to share my thoughts.”

Dr Weir beamed. “I would love to discuss the article!
How about later, say dinner at my place? We have to take any chance we get,
it's not often we have down time here.
There’s always something happening. Does six a clock sound good?
Carson, would you interested too?”

“What?” Carson replied with a glimmer in his eyes.
“Interested in dinner or the article?” He winked at Ella.

Letting out at little laugh, Elizabeth shook her head. “Carson, you know what I mean!”

“Aye lass, I’d love to join you” He glanced over to Ella.
“If that's okay with Ella.” Ella tilted her head, “Er, Stacks?”

Ella had just been standing there, listening to the two colleges bickering.
Secretly smiling to herself.

“Sounds good to me. Food and good friends, can't go wrong there.”

Elizabeth nodded. “Six at my place it is then, Carson will show you the way.
Casa de Weir is serving Three Cheese's and a Bean.”
At Ella’s puzzled expression Elizabeth added,
“Don't ask, just come and taste it.”

“Just one more thing before we go” Carson said,
“Stack's and I were talking about Major Lorne on our way over here.”

“Yes.” Elizabeth looked interested. “What about the Major?”

“If it's okay with you, I was hoping to spend my first week here looking in to that case? It always helps to have a fresh pair of eyes.”
Ella looked at Elizabeth, trying to convince her with her eyes.

“You’re off duty this first week so Major Lorne case is yours if you want it.
Do everything you can. He’s important to us.” Elizabeth looked Ella firmly in the eye.
“Just ask Carson if there's anything you need. He will show you where everything is.”

“Thank you, Doctor Weir. I’ll do my best.”

Carson showed Ella to another door in Weir's office and said,
“This way. It's a short cut.

Walking down the Atlantis corridor, Ella looked around, eye's wide on everything.

“This place is gorgeous! I’m going to enjoy looking over everything.”

Carson just smiled at her amazement and shook his head. “Lass, this place is hug!
Even our first team here hasn’t explored everything yet.” He stopped in front of a door.
“This is your place. Just wave your hand in front of this.” He showed her what to do,
“It's sealed with your DNA, so only you can use it. Now take your time, unpack your
things and come to the lab when you’re ready. We are just three doors down on the left. I'll be rounding up the proper files for you.” Then, with a wave, “See you later.”

Ella stepped into her room. A bed, dresser, desk and sofa. Not much, but enough.
Ella smiled to herself. It looked good. The sun made patterns in the room through the painted glass. She spotted her bags on the bed and walked towards them.
Ella spoke quietly to herself, “Well! Unpacking first, then a shower.
God, I hope there is a shower.” She peered in to the connecting room and
smiled to herself, “Yess!”
It would be nice to get out of the uniform and just have her own comfortable clothes on.

After a quick, but nice shower she pulled on her sweatpants and a top.
She ran her fingers through her short wet hair, letting it fall into her usual
style of tufts and spikes.

Ah, this was more like it. If anybody who’d never seen her out of uniform saw her now,
they would have sworn they didn't know her.
The uniform called for a more conservative hairdo than she preferred.

Sticking a pen behind her ear, Ella headed out the door.

Walking down the corridor, she counted the doors. Third on the left.
The door was open and she could hear Carson talking to a lab assistant.
From what Ella could gather they were discussing some samples Sheppard’s team has brought back from the planet Major Lorne’s team last visited.

Carson looked up and said, “Yes, can I help you?” It took him all of two seconds to recognize her. “Stacks?” Ella grinned at him.

“Well, it's my week off so you'll get used to it.” She patted her hair with love.
“Always had a life of it's own and I'm to lazy to grow it longer.
So, what you got for me Doc?”

He looked over at the nearby desk. “I've collected the most interesting cases here,
with Lorne’s on top. Just look through the others when you have time to get
yourself up to speed.”

Ella nodded and looked around the place.

“Forgive me.” Carson said motioning to the other occupant of the room,
“This is Nat. Nat, meet Lieutenant Ella Stackhouse.
She's assigned to this lab and Major Lorne's team.”
They shock hands before Nat continued with his work.

“So where's the Major?” Ella asked.

Carson pointed to the far back. “We have some rooms down here, where the city can monitor the patients and give them some privacy.
We didn't want him to lie out here when it gets too hectic. These are really handy,
you can make them as big as you like. The walls extend.” He opened the first door.
A man looked up from his cards. Ella was fixated on the Major.
Major Lorne had his cards on a small table in front of him.

Weir/Dex

Sat, 07 Oct 2006 11:37:50 GMT

First Weir/Dex fic I've ever written. Be kind! Please?! ;0)

FIC - The Silk Series, [NC-17], R/W, 6/?
Title: Silky Voice (part 1 of The Silk Series)
Author: cheeky_cookie
Characters: Weir/Dex
Category: Ship Pairings
Genres: PWP

Elizabeth was in a meeting, a debriefing with Colonel Sheppard's team. It had been a calm mission.
Ronon and Teyla were giving their report. The worst thing was that Elizabeth had developed a fascination with Ronon's deep voice.
It almost felt like silk on Elizabeth’s skin.

Her thoughts where trailing away and she closed her eyes momentarily, feeling her nipples getting hard.
She was getting wet listening to that voice.

“Doctor Weir?”

Her head snapped up and she looked at John, a blush starting to creep across her cheeks. “Yes?”

“We're done, you feel okay?” Sheppard looked at her.

“Yeah, just didn't get enough sleep last night.” She tried to sound convincing.
Elizabeth pinched her nose bridge and said, “Thanks for the debriefing. Glad that everything when well.
Now I have a prior engagement.”

The team departed and Elizabeth hurried into the other smaller room, locking it behind her. She brushed her hand over her nipples, franticly unbuttoning her pants. Finally with a load groan she slid one finger inside herself.

Thinking of Ronon's fingers, the feel of his skin, his deep voice, his arms.

Elizabeth groaned and added one more finger.

Her mind focused on Ronon, his hair and his scent. Now she was oh so close, when suddenly she heard a nock on the door.

No, not now!

She heard a voice. “Doctor Weir? Elizabeth? You okay?”

It was Ronon, his voice was the thing that made her come - hard! Her legs trembling, panting hard, she managed to reply.
“I'm okay.” Please go away.

Straightening herself, she unsteadily walked to her desk pulling up her pants, looking for a tissue to wipe her fingers on.
He knocked again. She finally made it to the door, clutching the tissue in one hand behind her back.

Opening the door, she leaned on the doorpost. Ronon stood just outside.

Taking in a deep breath, looking at Liz blushed face Ronon asked, “You sure you're okay?” His voice running like silk.

Her knees gave out just a tiny bit. He noticed it. He caught her in his arms. Sliding one arm around her waist.

Having her flush against his chest he looked her in the eyes and leaned down, catching her lips in one searing kiss.
Upon breaking it, he pulled her arm out. She had dropped the tissue.
He took her fingers in his mouth, sucked them clean and broke the silence.

“Elizabeth. Just tell me when you need me.”

Fin

Silky Skin (Part 2)
Silky Touch (Part 3)
Silky Lips (Part 4)
Silky Moments (Part 5)
Silky Opportunity (Part 6)