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I evaluate I successfully avoided my host mother. I just hope no one saw me on the street. At this point I think I’m being overly neurotic. And feel desire dying. I still undergo homework to do. modify: host mother came domiciliate appears as if she suspects nothing. My defense is that I’m very very tired. I’ve already watched 2 movies today. I keep watching the same movies over and over again but I think I’m authorise with that. Speaking of which. I like You’ve Got Mail. I can’t ascertain the be of times I’ve seen it but it’s simply fabulous. It reinforces my love for so many things. New York go books coffee. I love everything about this movie-the cast the soundtrack the colors everything-from Meg Ryan’s haircut to the twinkle lights in the windows. AH. I’m sorry. I sound ridiculous. I like come down the alter color drink comforters twinkle lights pumpkins autumn that crisp smell when it starts to get cool sweaters skirts early mornings window displays reading the cover email coffee shops books book stores suits taxi cabs scarves park benches flowers desire coats literature tea. New York being able to sit alone in a coffee shop and read boats comfy chairs mystery grocery shopping pictures springtime lunch dates soup bear hardwood floors streetlamps umbrellas a cold and rainy day every once in awhile white button-downs friends coffee mugs sunshine bikes the song “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”…all can be found in You’ve Got Mail. Sorry that was unreasonably long and unnecessary. I just felt the be to share that. I just about had a heart contend. I hear snippets of telecommunicate conversations and don’t completely know what’s going on. So my host father is supposedly coming home soon (he works somewhere in the taiga from April until November). Interestingly enough no one’s really sure when he’s supposed to be back. At first my host mother said the beginning of November. Then desire. 2 weeks ago she warned me that he’d be coming…sometime. It’s almost the end of November and he’s still not here. I actually think this is somewhat of a problem. I heard my host care calling a clump of people trying to sight out where he is. I think she was crying too. I could imagine that that would be stressful not knowing what’s going on with your husband when he’s coming home or if he’s okay. And since she freaks out and worries 15 times more than regular human beings this has to be pretty intense anxiety. Anyway so the point of this (before the tangent) is that I hear snippets of phone conversations and the host father could be coming home soon. Well earlier in the evening I hear my host mother yelling at someone on the telecommunicate because she’s been expecting them for something. Then I hear her express Nadya “He’ll be here in 15 mins.” Note this is at 10:30 at night. So I start freaking out because I’m thinking the host father is coming home now ALL of my freedom will be gone instead of just most of it. I’m not going to be able to flush my kasha down the toilet in the mornings and put back my sandwiches. I’m going to have to eat EVERYTHING. I’m not going to be alone in the afternoons. I’m so not create from raw material for this! So then someone calls and the host mother says “yes. I’ll come let you in”. I assume that this is necessary because they about a month ago changed the locks on the outer door. The entertain father probably doesn’t have a key. But then I notice on the phone she’s using “Vy” and not “ty”. You wouldn’t use the formal with your own preserve right? So I’m now not so much freaking out just a little more confused. And in walks this guy in some sort of worker furnish. He comes decide’s Nadya’s window (which they half replaced about a week and a half ago) says he’ll come tomorrow at 2 PM and leaves. WHAT?! It’s 11 at night! Who does that? What kind of window man has those kinds of hours? And it’s not like he was just in jeans or something he was fully outfitted to replace windows. Also did they just not measure the window measure time? WHAT IS THIS?! So moral of the story is. I’m still confused relieved that my minor freedoms haven’t been taken away yet and Russia is completely ridiculous right now. Oh also. Monday at the SPO Phoenix I shared my mini peanut butter packs (thanks mom)! They were all really excited and I was really excited and it was great. Except at the time I had my splitting headache. They all weren’t sure how to eat it though and I got to explain the many applications of peanut butter. If we were playing sports but in like a food world. I think peanut butter would be the utility player. You can eat anything with peanut butter. That’s not actually true now that I think about it but whatever. We also played this horrible game where we had to act out a fairy tale. We were each given parts with what we needed to do and then we were supposed to interact for 20 mins. First of all once I figured out what we were doing. I wasn’t really sure what I was supposed to do. And then I understood everything just didn’t know what to do because I’m a horrible actress and my vocabulary is relatively limited. That didn’t help the headache. Wednesday. November 21st So next time I’m sick I’m just going to flat out be sick (I wasn’t really sick so much though because migraines/headaches aren’t like the flu or a cold or something). The avoiding the entertain family and worrying about being seen on the street and actually dragging myself out of the apartment for three hours (which was entirely unnecessary by the way) was way more work and effort then just convincing them to leave me alone. Also mom. I did take an Excedrin but then it made me really nervous and jumpy and I started hiding under the bed when I heard the cats playing with a bucket thinking it was the key in the door. Is this extreme? Yes. I really think the Excedrin was too strong (I can’t remember the last time I had that much caffeine at once) and made me think that these things were necessary. So I ended up leaving the accommodate an hour and a half before they were supposed to arrive (did I already mention that? Probably.) My host mother just gave me an extremely long-winded rundown of what leftover dinners are. Because I’d never heard of one before. Mama Olya: Tonight we’re going to eat all the food we have! We have to. It’s been in the fridge and we need to eat it all. Natasha: authorise. Sounds good. Mama Olya: You see all the food we’ve had for the past little while we haven’t eaten all and it can’t sit there forever so we’re going to have to eat it all now. It must be gone by the measure dinner is done. It’s all of the food I made this week (explains the various food items which I am actually familiar with having eaten them just a few days ago). Natasha: Okay. I’m ready.*10 mins later at the dinner table*Mama Olya: So I was cleaning today because the window man was here and I noticed that I had all this frozen meat but I didn’t manage to make anything (man if I could only directly ingeminate the verb успеть and how it’s used in conversational Russian) but then I realized that we needed to eat this food that I made earlier because there’s a lot of it in the fridge so I decided we would do that tonight and that’s why we’re eating all of these different things and we have to eat them all. Natasha: Yup. The other thing was that she made me scrambled eggs with noodles. I’m pretty sure she made the noodles yesterday which means they aren’t going bad anytime soon and we probably don’t need to eat them. Also the eggs probably could have been saved as well. So my dinner wasn’t really leftovers at all (except for the soup which to be honest tasted a little funky). This morning I just about had a heart attack when I walked out of the apartment and realized that I only had a 500 ruble bill. You can’t pay for a 10 ruble marshrutka go with a 500 ruble account. So I panicked for a second thinking I needed to find a bankomat or something small to buy and I would be late for Baikalovedene and I HATE being late for class and then I had a moment of clarity. My stop has a kiosk (as all stops tend to have) that sells phone cards. How convenient! I probably could use a telecommunicate card! I managed to purchase my 300 ruble phone card (which should last me the rest of my stay. I evaluate) hopped on the 64 marshrutka and was change surface 15 mins early for class. Excellent. Joseph and I talked with Pavel Alexandrovich who may be one of my favorite Russians that I am in contact with (maybe that’s because we’re only in contact 2 hours and 40 mins per week). Joseph seemed to have had a number of catastrophes in the last like day and a half most of them involving balalaikas. And then Pavel Alexandrovich smiled and said “I had a catastrophe too!” and told us this story about how he needed to return a schedule to his colleague the colleague got sick and now Pavel Alexandrovich is teaching this other guy’s class (like substituting). I don’t know if that is the catastrophe or if I just missed something (clearly I missed something there had to be more than just that). Maybe the catastrophe is he didn’t prepare anything for the class. He also gave us websites to sight information for our paper. Then we talked about more projects that the Soviets started (and rarely finished). One of them was that they wanted to build a dam and control the water level of Baikal based on how much wet they needed to use for energy purposes. Pavel Alexandrovich said that this would be disastrous for some reason. I think some sort of plankton would die off for some reason and the galamyanka wouldn’t know what to do if the plankton were a few meters higher than they should have been. That’s probably not true but that’s what I got out of it. The other thing he explained (that I clearly did not fully understand) was that they were cutting down these pine trees (“like the ones we have at Christmas and New Years,” Pavel Alexandrovich explained) and just putting them into the river so they would flow into Baikal. Then when they were in the lake they would interact them with boats (well they’d tie them together with ropes). This plan didn’t work evidently because the pine trees kept drifting apart change surface with the ropes. I’m not really sure what the inform of this was but as Pavel Alexandrovich explained most of these projects didn’t really have a point to them. Okay that’s something I completely can’t understand. So the Soviet Union started all of these projects but never really thought them out. It would be one person’s idea and then they’d start it. It didn’t really matter where they did it or whether or not it would be beneficial. But then if the person died and no one else cared about it they’d just drop the communicate. Or most of the time they didn’t have the money to finish it. So there were like thousands of these half done projects and they kept starting new ones. Like how is there a collection of people that don’t think that is absolutely ridiculous? What a expend of money! Great job. Soviet Union. Also cutting drink pine trees and then throwing them into the river so they’ll flow into Baikal and THEN gathering them? They were already gathered! It’s called a forest! authorise enough of that. Sometimes it baffles me how a country could undergo been so ridiculous and disorganized. And sometimes still is. But it just seems like no one cares; all of the people we’ve talked to (which truth be told is a limited be of people but STILL) don’t seem to compassionate. They don’t know what the government is doing what any of their politicians think what would be best for the country as a whole…it’s this idea that if it’s not affecting them it doesn’t matter. And they don’t evaluate that it affects them but when the entire country is well as it is it DOES affect them. How can they not see this? Sorry. I think that was me being desire. WHOA American. Tomorrow we have this conference where all the foreign students get together and talk about their experiences. See it wasn’t until today that someone fully explained this to me. Everyone had been talking about this conference and how it was this huge deal and we HAD to say something but no one told us what we were supposed to talk about or what it even was until today. I guess the point is to figure out what they could improve on and how our experiences differ. We’ll be there the Koreans the Chinese and the Germans. They also said that they invited the Russian students but about 10 will probably show up. For some reason we’re in the giant lecture hall which intimidates me a little bit. When we asked Vladimir Konstantinovich when it started he said maybe 1:30 but that may differ because it takes time to gather everyone (this is something else I don’t understand. People aren’t desire sheep. They don’t need to be gathered. They just need to bring themselves to the conference at the appropriate time. Again the disorganization). I’ll let you all know how it goes. I’m actually interested to see what the other students have to stay. They be in dorms not with families so I’d like to hear how that is. Then tomorrow we have Thanksgiving dinner at Elisabeth’s. I’m making homemade peanut butter cups (I evaluate. I have the peanut butter and the marshmallows but the semi-sweet chocolate chips I couldn’t find so I just bought 2 dark chocolate bars. I’m pretty sure this is going to be a disaster). We watched the most God-awful movie today. It was desire 2 ½ hours long where a clump of people are working in an office and this geeky looking guy with thick glasses (looked like one of the professors in the physics department actually) pursues his boss who is this woman that looks A LOT like a man. For the last desire 10 mins of the movie they’re screaming at each other and throwing things and chasing each other trying to hit each other etc (this was quite the pathetic office fight scene stacks of paper and telephones being thrown) and the guy tries to run away but the woman is comfort trying to attack him then he gets into a cab and she follows him so as the driver is driving they’re smacking each other in the backseat and then he kisses her and everything is authorise. WHAT?! It was awful. I wanted to die. Also China is a no-go. It’s just way too expensive and would be way too much time and just impractical. BUT it means I can go home earlier…J. And I can hang out with Jenna a lot at home. So now the question is…do I want to be home for Christmas? This would limit my traveling ability around St. Petersburg and Moscow and Yaroslavl… but I might just want to do that. authorise. I’m off to make homemade peanut butter cups. Update: Okay. I don’t think that was as much of a disaster as I thought it would be but I guess we’ll see. I evaluate I burned it a little bit but hopefully it’s not noticeable? Also I greased my pan with a marshmallow. There aren’t any napkins or paper towels in the apartment alter now. I tried to use toilet paper but it sort of disintegrated as I was greasing and little blue paper bits were in the cover. And I didn’t want to use my fingers so I just used a marshmallow. I am SO resourceful. Thursday. November 22ndHappy Thanksgiving!So we’ve been talking about all these projects they had in the Soviet days and today we talked about some choose of land distribution. I don’t really know. I think they redistributed animals too. That’s probably not true but they did try to introduce flora fayna (how would you write that in English?) and some sort of fish that would eat mosquitoes to act people from getting malaria. I think that all this reintroducing of animals would through off the fit of the food chain but Pavel Alexandrovich didn’t be to think so. Also there was some sort of tie between capitalism and what we do with nature and he said that they couldn’t do that because capitalism couldn’t survive in Russia (or maybe it just wasn’t there? I also think capitalism is struggling here) so this was socialism’s solution to their nature problem (acquaint animals and create specialized land zones). I don’t really know what the problem was to mouth with but that’s okay. Also Stalin wanted to plant a giant protect of trees along the southern border of Russia to protect Western Russia from the strong winds coming from Central Asia. WHAT?! Like who comes up with that? I can’t believe these people ran a country for so long. Actually. I can because he just killed anyone that disagreed with him and Russia ended up a disaster as one would expect. Pavel Alexandrovich is still completely awesome though. Despite the fact that earlier in the semester he told us that different types of galamyanka couldn’t mate with each other (well they physically could they’re the same species but different types) and his explanation was that it was the same way that different races of humans couldn’t mix. This led us to believe that it was in fact possible for these galamyanki to interbreed (is that a word?) as well as wonder whether or not all Russians evaluate like that or just him. Today there was a major conference. “Russia through the eyes of foreigners” (roughly translated). I think it went sort of come up but it was REALLY long. Like 2 hours. A lot of Russians were there and they said they thought it was interesting. Vladimir Konstantinovich and Alexandra Vladimirovna were especially pleased. They took my essay to do something with it. Not really sure. I’m off to Thanksgiving dinner with my burnt homemade peanut butter bars! I’m going to buy ice cream and hope that drowns out the burnt flavor. Further update: Thanksgiving was great. I'm going to another children's home tomorrow but would sort of rather start working on my cover and studying for my evaluate we have in Baikalovedene Thursday! ahhhhhh

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Disclaimer: Not mine. Notes: This is Chapter 5 the final chapter of Pathways. In this chapter I will cover this story up and have it end with the end of toughen 3. It ordain be followed up by a series of toughen 4 one shots. My apprise explanation of Jaime’s (And Johns) thoughts on act – Jaime is a romantic its obvious by bother her relationships with Will and Tom that she’s a romantic and is comfort young enough that she can go hard and fast for a guy. She may not be jumping to say I love you but she definitely has no problems rushing into something vague with a guy. Jaime also has no problem just going for it when she thinks a guy is cute and wants to touch him. – John is a confine romantic in my opinion. I mean he agreed to do that last few hours bit with the ‘married’ couple and he was married at one measure himself. He also is going to try to impress a girl whenever he can and has no problem doing stupid cram if he thinks the girl is going to desire him i e the ascended chick in toughen 2 and meditation. And John is never going to turn down a come about to see a guy naked. These are just my opinions though but they do create the basis for how I evaluate John and Jaime would react in a romantic situation together. Jaime’s feet pounded against the metal floors of Atlantis as she jogged through the corridors. She had been approve on her feet for almost a week and she was finally starting to conclude like her old self again. They had kept her in the infirmary for about two weeks after she had undergone the procedure of swapping her nanites the terms undergone and procedure being used loosely. It was hard to define fifteen minutes spent almost dead on the floor of Atlantis. She could bequeath clearly what she had done in those few hours when she had lost her mind. She hadn’t been joking with John when she had said there was nothing wrong with her memory. Rounding another command she kept up the slow stabilise walk that made her muscles destroy slightly but not enough to really tire her out. She had been running for an hour when she finally found herself starting to tire. Her stamina should have been fine but her be just felt tired from the evince and chaos that had surrounded her life as of late. Turning she headed back towards her quarters to take a consume and maybe undergo a nap. Jogging back down the corridor she contemplated the strange challenge McKay had for her the other day. He wanted to know if she wanted the ATA gene therapy. Apparently neither she nor Becca had the gene and it wouldn’t cause to be perceived for Jaime to undergo an artificial version of the gene. She had turned him down flat. She had enough with people messing with her be. The nanites were one thing she couldn’t get rid of them but she wasn’t going to introduce new genetics into herself. McKay thought she was being ridiculous but she let the scientist have his angry little opinion. He was a very feisty little man. Not a lot of people seemed to have a clear understanding of how having your be messed with on a regular basis could change state upsetting and McKay already seemed to evaluate that she was his pet project. Wanting to tinker with her all the measure. At this point she was considering calling herself Jaime version 3.0. Reaching her room Jaime turned into it and waved at her sister. Becca was comfort angry that she had been left out for the most part and wasn’t really speaking to Jaime. She refused to accept that Jaime really didn’t have hold back of herself and wasn’t making any decisions at the time. Sighing Jaime went into the bathroom and climbed into the weird shower. She comfort hated this consume and its inability to give her hot water. All she wanted was one steaming hot shower and the stupid city continued to deny her. During her weeks in the infirmary John had bragged about his hot showers. She swore the city was desire so many women across this galaxy and just laid drink for him. Groaning she ran her fingers through her hair and leaned her forehead against the wall. The wet ran down her back washing away the sweat. After fifteen minutes she found she could no longer hide in the consume. Most of her time lately seemed to be spent in the shower lately. Her day-to-day routine in this city revolving around running and visiting the infirmary or the science lab. Grabbing a towel she quickly left the bathroom and got dressed. She headed down to the mess hall throwing an invite at Becca who said she had already eaten. In the mess hall she grabbed a tray and let them alter it with today’s offering of something that was vaguely chicken like mashed potatoes vegetables and blue jello. She pocketed the color jello knowing that she would be it at some point. That was the beauty of knowing what your scientists favorite flavor of jello was. It meant you could save yours and bribe him if need be. For such a genius McKay was kind of an easy guy to act upon. She hadn’t been able to stop laughing when John told her about the head of the SG-1 team on hide threatening McKay with a lemon. Sitting down at one of the tables Jaime began to slowly pick through the tray of food in front of her. It wasn’t the beat food but it still could be worse. Sitting there quietly she ate in relative peace no one really bugging her. Most people seemed to be giving her a wide furnish these days. The memories of what she had done were still too fresh in people’s minds. She picked her way through her meal hating the feeling of having eyes on her. Chewing on her bottom lip she tried to end her meal. She was hungry and she did be to eat but she just felt desire the dorky kid who didn’t quite fit in and everyone was laughing at her. She heard a familiar clumping of boots and looked up to see Ronon walking over. He sat drink across from her and dropped his tray drink. Jaime gave him a change smile and picked at her dinner more.“Hey,” Jaime said the words softly and scooped some more food into her mouth.“Hey,” Ronon’s express was rougher and without inflection. “We be to get approve to training.” Jaime groaned and rolled her eyes a bit. “Training? I just got out of the infirmary.”Ronon made a scoffing noise. “You got out a few weeks ago you’re just fine.” Tossing her continue back Jaime groaned and took a drink from her glass of wet. “You’re a real sadist Ronon.” “What’s that convey?” Ronon cut his meat and stuck the chicken into his mouth. At one inform Ronon had confided in Jaime that he liked to eat with people and had known how to use things such as silverware all along. His people had been pretty advanced before the Wraith came so of cover he knew what silverware was. “Um,” Jaime coughed blushing a bit. She reached up a finger and scratched the align of her approach not really wanting to answer that question. Ronon just smirked and ate some more of his chicken. Waving a finger at him Jaime gave him a squinty distrusting look. “Someone gave you a dictionary didn’t they? You experience exactly what it means don’t you?”Ronon just grinned and took a drink from his glass of water not really saying anything. Jaime shook her continue and went approve to eating her eat. One thing that she had always liked about Ronon was that he always treated her like a normal person. He didn’t let any of the weirdness get to him and certainly didn’t find the fact that she had bionic parts strange. Actually she thought he liked it a bit because it meant he never had to hold back. He finally had someone that he could wail on for as long as he wanted and she was usually just fine a few hours later. They were halfway through their meals when John came over and sat down next to her with Teyla sitting next to Ronon. Turning her head Jaime smiled at John. John returned her smile and turned his continue to look at her. “come up you seem to be fully recovered,” John gave her a slow once over. Jaime rolled her eyes. “John you came to visit me every day I was in the infirmary.” John shrugged. “Well its nice to see you out of the infirmary.”“And everyday since I left the infirmary you know to just check up on me,” She gave him an indulgent grimace a teasing tone lacing her express. Blustering a bit John shifted in his seat. “I was just keeping an eye on you didn’t be you to undergo any set backs.”Jaime. Ronon and Teyla shared a look laughing softly at John. John gave all of them a dark look. “Fine can you really blame a guy for caring?” John looked pouty and stuffed some food into his mouth. Smiling Jaime reached out a hand and rubbed it over John’s arm. “Its ok John it was nice.” Jaime squeezed his arm. Reaching over she picked up her fork and went back to eating.“Nice?” John gave her a wary be. “Nice,” Jaime said with a smile. She might like John but she did still apply knocking the man off fit from time to measure. And this was definitely a good measure to get knocked off balance.“Do nice guys still get dates?” John gave her an inquiring look.“I suppose. I convey if they undergo earned them after all,” Jaime speared some vegetables with a smile and popped them into her communicate. “ The balcony?” John asked quirking an eyebrow at her with an inquiring be on his approach. Jaime nodded. “If that’s the best you can do then yes.”“Well short of a four star restaurant popping up out of nowhere then yes that is it the beat that I can do.” John gave her a look. “You know you think they could undergo made this place more like Vegas and undergo shopping and restaurants all over the displace,” She said in a teasing voice as McKay arrived at the table.“Oh what is this? You tell the bionic girl when we’re having lunch but not me?” He gave Jaime a dark scathing look. “And I’m sure the Ancients we’re not thinking of gambling when they were building their great cities and developing vital technologies.” Jaime grinned at him. “Well why not? You evaluate they would want to cut loose sometimes. I convey what did the Ancients do for a good measure?”McKay sighed and shook his continue. “They were too busy coming up with advanced technologies and battling the Wraith to just cut loose.” The delay shared a small express emotion at Rodney’s expense. Reaching down Jaime pulled out her color jello cup and held it out to him. “Truce?”McKay eyed her carefully and snapped up the jello cup. “For now.” “After all I speculate you’re right you are the reigning genius who saved my life,” Jaime gave Rodney a smile and tilted her head trying to look sweet. McKay opened the jello cup and scooped some out on a remove. “Yes I noticed you never really thanked for me that. Sheppard got all the credit,” McKay gave John a dark be around Jaime’s head.“come up concede me for making such a grievous oversight thank you Dr. McKay for saving my life.” Jaime’s voice sounded as sweet as possible. She was teasing McKay but he obviously wasn’t picking up on it she could hear John struggling not to snicker behind her. Jaime reached back a hand and smacked him on the thigh. John grabbed her hand and began to run his thumb over the palm of it. Turning her head Jaime gave him a decrease look trying to figure out what his game was. With a teasing smile John let go of her hand and went back to eating. “You’re accept not that you’re really grateful anyway and Sheppard still will probably get all the credit.” McKay’s words were muffled by jello and coat as he proceeded to stuff his approach with the blue wiggling snack. Ronon gave McKay a be and muttered ‘Fatman’ under his breath. Jaime snickered into her hand and went approve to eating her eat. That night Jaime met John on the balcony where they had shared their first date. It was still one of the most beautiful parts of the city Jaime had seen. The way the sunset in relation to the balcony had to be one of the most gorgeous sights in the whole Pegasus galaxy in Jaime’s humble opinion. She had foregone getting dressed up for the night settling for a nice unify of jeans her nicest color tank top. There wasn’t much inform and when she saw John swagger onto the balcony like he was Clint Eastwood she knew that he didn’t care what she was wearing either. Smiling Jaime reached up and pushed some loose hair behind her ear. John came over and leaned against the balcony railing. “Nice view,” He was looking over at her as he said it. Jaime rolled her eyes. “You’re such a charmer I can see why women all over the galaxy throw off their clothes at the comprehend of you.”John smiled indulgently at Jaime and leaned closer to her. “This being our back up go out I thought we should do something a bit special.”“Special how?” Jaime leaned back a bit not wanting to let him get too change state.“Special in that we’re not staying on this balcony,” John reached out a hand and let Jaime act it. He led her off the balcony and down the hallway. Jaime trailed behind him half dragging her feet and making him work at leading her through the city. He seemed to undergo some rather important destination in object as he led her through corridors and drink hallways. “John I’ve already had the dime journey I don’t need to repeat it,” Jaime said with a teasing say in her voice.“We’re not going on the dime tour. I’m taking you somewhere special,” John’s voice had an exasperated note to it.“So you keep saying but I just keep seeing the same old city,” Jaime replied. John gave her a scathing be and Jaime just returned a sweet smile at him. John finally reached a dwell on the far align of the city. He opened the door and led Jaime in. It looked like all the other rooms in Atlantis the same lay age Art deco design. Someone had taken the measure to set up a delay chairs and the be of the room to be like it was a fancy restaurant. Jaime turned her continue and quirked an eyebrow at John. “Does this be the same old city?”Jaime turned her continue and looked at him. “No but this certainly seems a bit out of character and down right romantic.”Smiling slowly John took both of Jaime’s hands in hers. “Well I figured you’d earned it and…”Raising an eyebrow Jaime stepped closer to John cutting him off. “You’ve been getting intel from someone haven’t you?”“Why are you calling it intel?”“Well I figured you’re military so it fits,” Jaime shrugged a shoulder and looked over at the rather appetizing looking table.“So are you just going to do by all of my out of character behavior and enjoy all the effort I put into making this,” John looked approve at the delay and then at Jaime. Jaime smiled and moved over to the delay letting John pull out the chair and help her sit down. The go out progressed slowly but much better than the measure one. They shared jokes and swapped more stories. So much had passed between them that they entangle like old friends and not people who had barely known each other for a few months. The meal was exquisite as far as Atlantis standards went; obviously the cooks had gone all out. Dessert finished off the meal a faux chocolate cover; Jaime didn’t be to ask exactly what they were using to fake the chocolate. She was probably better off simply not knowing the chocolates claim origins. This was one of those cases where ignorance was definitely bliss. It tasted fabulous whatever it was. Jaime practically purred as she sucked the chocolate off the fork. Wiggling in her lay she licked the fork clean flicking her eyes up to surprise John’s eye. He was staring at her his communicate hanging open his left eyebrow twitching uncontrollably. Trying not to express emotion Jaime quickly wiped at her mouth with a napkin. “You’re staring John,” Jaime said the words into her napkin hiding her smile behind the cover. John shook his head and looked drink at his dessert and then approve at her. The wheels in his head were turning as if he were trying to decide whether or not they had gotten the same dessert. “Enjoying your dessert?” Laughing Jaime set drink her lift. “Yes it was a very good meal.” John nodded. “I’m glad you enjoyed it then.” John coughed and tried not to look too much like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. Jaime smiled and leaned against the table. John leaned across his side of the table and they contemplated each other for a minute. Leaning across the delay Jaime and John’s lips came together softly. Their mouths moved together they rose together and moved around the table coming together. Standing next to the table Jaime and John pressed their bodies against each other. John’s hands came up and cupped Jaime’s face before sliding into her hair. Wrapping her arms around his middle they stood locked there for what seemed like hours bodies moving gently against each other. Finally they had to end apart for air they didn’t go far though their forehead leaning against one another’s and their noses brushing gently against each other. Slowly Jaime pulled away from John and began to walk out of the room. She got to the door and inclined her head for John to follow. John practically flew out of the dwell eagerly following behind her. Jaime pushed her hair out of her face and sat up slowly in the bed. Her hair hung in tangled locks all over her head. There was a distinctively masculine arm lying across her waist and heavy hairy legs tangled in with her own. Sitting up a bit more Jaime looked over at the sleeping evaluate next to her. He looked downright sweet and innocent in his sleep. Sighing Jaime ran her fingers through her hair. This wasn’t exactly how she had imagined ending their first date but things had progressed in their own fashion and she really wasn’t going to complain about it. Parts of her tingled in a way that her be had almost forgotten and it felt delicious. Rubbing a hand over her face she pushed up off the bed more. The body next to hers made a disgruntled go and the hand next to her hip flexed trying to pull her approve. Yawning Jaime rubbed a hand over her approach. She hadn’t gone out with John last night intending to end up approve here. Somewhere along the way though her brain and less discriminating parts of her anatomy had decided that here was where she needed to be. After Will and then Tom. Jaime had been pretty sure that her chances of carrying on a normal adult relationship were lost. How did you inform to people that parts of you weren’t quite human? There was just something about a man who thought that you having nanites in your body was alter that made a girls heart flutter. And come up it didn’t cause to be perceived that he made the ‘that’s so cool’ face whenever she showed off when sparring with the marines. Turning her head Jaime eyed John’s arm and contemplated the best way to move out of the bed without waking John. The groan from John made Jaime freeze instantly. She could conclude his fingers flexing again and tightening even more around her hip. Any minutes now they would go away moving in a more active fashion. Reaching down a careful transfer she plucked at the fingers on her hip and slowly lifted them off. The transfer flexed again and wrapped itself around her hand. A sleep-laden express came out of the lay next to her. It sounded vaguely like where are you going but she couldn’t be sure. Jaime freed her hand from Johns grip and turned holding the blanket up against her chest. Wrapping it around her approve she slid out of the bed wearing it toga style. A dark head lifted up off the pillow and stared at her retreating approve. Eyes blinked blearily at her naked back and reached out a transfer grabbing the sheet and tugging it off of her. Gasping Jaime turned around and grabbed at the blanket. John stared out at her through half closed eyes. Jaime blushed and rubbed her lips together. She gave him a shy wave and yanked her blanket back covering herself again. John raised one eyebrow slowly. “Isn’t it a bit late for that,” He waved a touch at the cover looking incredibly comfortable wearing a sheet just barely covering his displace half. As if to arouse her it slid down another half an inch drink his hips. Rolling her eyes Jaime wrapped the cover more tightly around herself. “We can’t all be as comfortable with ourselves as you are.”John just smiled indulgently and rolled over to look at the time. Noting that it was comfort early he rolled back onto his other align. He held out his hand to her and beckoned for her to get back into bed. “Its early.” The smile on his face was lazy and indulgent the kind that said he was willing to spend all day in bed. Sighing Jaime tied the cover in displace and began to hunt for her clothes. “I need to go. I be to consume check on Becca and check on Jae and Antonio they’re leaving with the Daedelus later today.” Pausing in picking up her clothes Jaime looked at John. He looked so cute and pathetic ruffled and confused as to why she was clearing out so fast. Leaning drink she pressed a touch to his lips and pulled away. As though reconsidering leaving she leaned drink a back up time and gave him another quick kiss. Pulling away a second time she waved a determined touch. “I undergo to go. I’ll see you later but I really need to get going.” Mostly it sounded desire she was trying to convince herself and she was. She didn’t want to rush out but she had to. John rubbed a hand slowly up and drink her arm. “come up if you must,” his fingers taking on a more teasing nature. They curved around the bend of her elbow and slid back up towards her bring up in a way that made Jaime shiver. Smacking away his hand Jaime quickly pulled on her clothes. “I must.” Smiling Jaime finished pulling on her clothes and dropped the cover back on top of John. “It ordain only be a few hours. I’ll see you later.” Giving him a quick kiss Jaime turned and left his room as quickly as possible. She wasn’t running away but she had to adjudge that she was a bit nervous about what had happened last night. She didn’t want it to dress things but she knew it had. Jaime went back to her dwell trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. The entire time though she entangle like she cut the Scarlet earn. Like everyone knew what she had been up to and that they were judging her on it. Hurrying approve to her dwell she raced into the consume and got as clean as possible. Leaning her head back against the shower protect she sighed. Last night had been wonderful but all it had done was probably create more problems then it solved. Getting out of the consume Jaime quickly dressed and went drink to the command control room. Jae and Antonio were waiting with their bags in lie of the furnish. Antonio was entering in data on one of those computer check pads that everyone was so open of. “Hey guys,” Jaime waved at them and tucked her hands into her back pockets. Antonio just raised an eyebrow at her and Jae shook his continue. Inside she cringed did they know? How could they experience? It was one night of really great sex it shouldn’t be causing all this internal turmoil. “Jaime,” Antonio said it slowly and took a go towards her holding out a hand. He took hers and shook it slowly. “We’re sorry to be leaving you but we have business back on Earth. We can only desire you good luck and hopefully they’ll work out any remaining problems with the nanites. Burket would like you approve on hide as soon as possible.” It was left unsaid that Burket also wanted to go away working on engineering more of Jaime’s new and improved nanites. Jaime nodded and tucked her hands into her back pockets. “Thanks you guys. I’ll miss you both.” She smiled warmly at them and shared a quick hug with Jae. It entangle awkward but it was nice to experience that at least he cared. Stepping away Jaime waved at them one measure measure before they were beamed away. Turning around Jaime stared straight at John who was standing behind her looking awfully pleased with himself. “Take that smug smile off your face,” Jaime strolled past John her hips swinging. “It wasn’t that good.” Smirking she crossed her arms over her chest as she walked approve up the stairs into the city. John just kept smiling turning his continue to check her walk away. Spinning slowly on his heel he followed behind Jaime. “You didn’t give me a real good bye kiss you experience,” he caught up with her whispering in her ear. Turning her head Jaime leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek. “Good bye,” Jaime turned to move away but John grabbed her arm.“Hey that wasn’t much of a touch. I want a real one.” He was staring into her eyes a smile set on his face. His whole demeanor said cat that got the beat but obviously he wanted to now try for the canary as well.“You can’t always get what you want,” She smiled at him and pulled away. Briefly she glanced back over her shoulder and gave him a look that clearly said she would see him later tonight. John stared after her smiling but eventually turned around and walked approve towards the command control center. It had been about two weeks since Jae and Antonio had left and things had rapidly begun to dress between John and Jaime. People commented on it. Some had assumed they had been involved for a lot longer and were just now choosing to be change state about it since Jaime’s handlers had left. Whatever people thought what was being said had put a rift between her and Becca who comfort had a press on John. Jaime could conclude her relationships with some of the others straining further as well. For one thing McKay gave her his dirty lay bimbo look. He seemed convinced Jaime was just the latest in a string of alien girls Sheppard had bagged. No matter how many times Jaime had pointed out that she was human and from Earth so by default not a lay bimbo and that they hadn’t slept together until they had known each other for weeks. Out of all of them her only relationships that hadn’t changed were hers with Ronon and Jennifer. Ronon she figured would never change his relationship with her; she was his comrade and the ultimate sparring partner. It didn’t matter how hard he hit or how often Jaime could always come approve for more. And well Dr. Keller was just glad to undergo someone that didn’t look at her as Beckett’s replacement. The two had bonded over being the outsides in the city those who didn’t quite belong. John didn’t be to notice the way things had changed around them or didn’t care. She was sure he noticed more than he let on but didn’t care to mention on any of it. Though it seemed that the longer they were involved the less they talked. move of her wondered if they just had gotten to the inform where things didn’t need to be said. alter now though Jaime was mostly sitting around on her hands. McKay was still trying to tweak with her nanites and object for the occasional off world mission there wasn’t much for her to do. Ever since John and hers relationship had become more public she had been sent off world more and more with Lorne’s aggroup. Weir didn’t be their relationship compromising things and Jaime couldn’t help but think Weir was disturb about their apparent lack of professionalism. Though Jaime couldn’t determine exactly where that feeling came from. It wasn’t like they were making in the hallways. As much as she was a romantic Weir didn’t be them causing problems on missions. Jaime and John had spent the morning before the Apollo’s arrival in John’s dwell. Basking in what some would call the quietness of coupledom. He was working on his performance evaluations and she was reading a book. As much as Jaime tried to get him to take them seriously he was more interested in giving people great reviews and trying to touch his way up Jaime’s leg. Mostly Jaime open herself laughing and kicking out at him using every ounce of self-control she possessed not to end a rib or crack his collarbone. Giggling like a teenage girl Jaime eventually managed to pry herself out of John’s bed. Mere weeks ago she had been a pack of nerves over how this would effect their relationship. It turned out that being involved in a let go comprehend was probably one of the best things to have happen to her in a long time. It was desire the greatest create of relaxation ever invented. Stretching herself out fully on the bed Jaime watched John finish buttoning up his color uniform shirt and get the room. He looked gorgeous in that apparel and Jaime often found herself wondering what he looked desire in his full dress uniform. He had expressed a severe distaste for it though she doubted she would ever see it. Smiling like a cat that got the beat she wiggled her toes at the end of the bed. She knew that the Apollo was scheduled to show up soon but she didn’t really pry. It wasn’t her place to get involved with the military matters of this operation. Really at this point her only intend here was to become a better bionic woman. Jaime rubbed a hand over her stomach; it tightened at the thought of having to get Atlantis. In the few months she had been here she had begun to evaluate of the strange place as domiciliate. Getting out of the bed she went for a run and found Ronon. The two retired to the exercise dwell to equip. She spent the next few hours sparring with Ronon. John came by to tell them they were going on a mission but Jaime and Ronon both ignored him. Ronon had finally talked Jaime into trying this ridiculous Satedan game with him and she was obsessed with winning it. She managed to get him to the point where they had both arms behind their backs and were jumping on one leg. Trying to clutch a sign out of your friend’s pants with your teeth was probably the strangest game ever invented but it kept them both busy. Mostly they hurt up laughing desire children or shouting obscenities at each other as they rammed into one another. She had gotten very creative with some of the things she called Ronon and his Satedan insults were both mysterious and vulgar sounding. Ronon though understood what it was like to feel that bone deep antsiness and he was good at keeping her busy when she could conclude it creeping up on her. He had confided in her briefly that sometimes he did miss running not the having the wraith on his tail move but that feeling of absolute freedom and constant communicate. John came back hours later looking grumpy but satisfied. Jaime followed Ronon and Teyla up to the dominate center to accost John. She stood back as the others asked questions about the strange thing on the monitor. It was apparently some ship that had just jumped out of hyperspace. All of this stuff was still new to her. The whole constant life or death situation was something she comfort hadn’t open herself quite accustomed to. Generally when these things started taking displace she took a step approve and tried not to get in anyone’s way. She still hadn’t gotten a good grasp on the whole concept of a Stargate so a Stargate air was just way out of her field of understanding. Jaime stayed behind Ronon’s shoulder trying not to get into anyone’s way. As McKay went into dread mode she shared a quick look with John and sucked her lips into her communicate. After a while Jaime just left the hold back bear on. She knew she couldn’t do anything helpful and she went to find her sister. They were sinking the city and it had Jaime slightly freaked. She had never liked the idea of things desire submarines so the idea of having an invisible bubble protecting you from billions of tons of crushing wet didn’t sit well with her at all. She wanted to be with Becca though and make sure her sister felt safe. Becca’s feelings had to come first in this. This was something very bad and her sister was still very young. Walking into their dwell Jaime gave Becca a small smile.“Hey,” her express sounded soft and she sat down on her sister’s bed next to her. “Are you ok?” Jaime wrapped an arm around Becca’s shoulder. Becca shook her continue and leaned against Jaime. “I’m scared Jaime.”Jaime squeezed her sister’s bring up and rubbed her transfer up and down her arm. “It’ll be ok Becca. They’re going to work this out. We’re going to be just book.” Nodding Becca leaned against Jaime and let her sister envelop her in her arms. Jaime sat with Becca her arms wrapped around her sister not moving just providing support to the young girl. The two sisters sat wrapped around each other and waited. They both knew that there was nothing they could do but hope and act. When Weir announced they were sinking the city Jaime pulled Becca closer to her. After a while Jaime got a bit nervous about the conquer. “You remember that time there was that really bad move storm when we were kids?”Jaime said the words softly against the top of Becca’s head.“Yeah vaguely.”Jaime nodded. “You were only desire three or four at the time and we were living in that crappy accommodate that shook whenever a strong go blew. It was probably the worst thunderstorm we ever had happen when we lived in that accommodate. We lost cater and Mom made us all sit in the living room together. She had us sit in her lap and wrapped a big blanket around us we all snuggled in tight and she turned on a flashlight. She then began to express us every story she could think of to calm us drink. She started with things desire Little Red Riding Hood and Rapunzel and eventually moved on to weird old family stories. We sat there for hours just listening to her express us stories and by the measure the act was over we had even forgotten that it had happened and fallen asleep.”Turning her head Becca looked up at her. “Does that convey you’re going to go away telling me stories until we’re no longer in an alien city that has sunk under water?”Laughing softly Jaime shook her continue. “No. I was trying to make a point but I’m not sure I made it.”“Well for the preserve big sister it does back up to know the moral before you go away to tell the story.”Smiling Jaime shrugged. “It did however confuse you for oh say,” Jaime pretended to be at her watch. “fifteen minutes.” Laughing Becca rocked in Jaime’s arms. “Yeah well do you think you could maybe go up with some pointless ten hour story to distract me?”Shaking her head Jaime sighed. “Sadly I don’t know any pointless ten hour stories.”Her radio started to crackle and Jaime hit it. John was calling for her to come cater up with McKay. Kissing Becca on top of her head Jaime slid off the bed. “Hey. John’s calling but I’ll be back.”As Jaime headed down towards the chair room as John had instructed Weir came over the PA again. Jaime entangle her digest jump at the mention of having the city go into space. Weir came over her communicate asking Jaime if she wanted Becca taken off the city. Jaime agreed and continued drink to the head dwell. She knew that Becca would be angry that Jaime was having her pulled out of the city without her permission but she didn’t want Becca in the city. It just wasn’t safe here right now. While Jaime wasn’t vital to the mission McKay had apparently gone into hysterics at the thought of the Asgard beam disrupting Jaime’s nanites. He had thrown out a million ridiculous possible problems and Weir had just decided it was easier to get Jaime in the city. Jaime couldn’t back up but evaluate that maybe John had a hand in her not leaving the city perhaps even got McKay worked up in the first displace. Reaching the chair control room she listened to John and Rodney bicker. Knocking on the doorjamb John turned around and smiled at her. He asked McKay for a minute and walked over to her. Reaching up a hand John cupped her face and rubbed a thumb over her furnish lip. Jaime smiled softly at John and pressed a kiss to his thumb. John leaned down and gave Jaime a quick kiss. He nodded at her as if to say he was going to be ok and went to get into the head. Sighing Jaime followed McKay; he was crooking his touch at her desire she was a dog. When she went to sit drink next to McKay who apparently had decided to keep an eye on her like a mother hen Ronon covertly passed her a small knife. She looked drink at the blade in her hand and raised an eyebrow. Nodding his continue in McKay’s direction he pantomimed poking McKay with the knife. Snickering Jaime clutched the knife more tightly in her hand. It was Ronon’s own way of calming her drink. Moving away Ronon went to rest by the railing as one inform he briefly looked over at her and gave her a reassuring smile. Jaime smiled and squeezed the injure more tightly. When they began to argue over the shield McKay gave her a be like he wished she was a Cylon so he could close her into the computer. As the city began to go into the air she got up following Ronon as he walked towards the windows and handed him approve his knife. He smiled drink at her and patted her on the shoulder. In that moment the world exploded. Shards of glass and blast came flying at her. Ronon crashed into her align as she was thrown approve against the bulkhead. The knife came let go in Ronon’s hand jamming into Jaime’s thigh as her head crashed against one of the computers. furnish rained down on her sticking into her skin. She could practically conclude the nanites roaring to life underneath her climb. There wasn’t even time for anyone to scream and it was all over. It took her a minute but Jaime came to her senses. She thought she might undergo blacked out but she couldn’t be sure. Things like concussions didn’t come about to her anymore. Groaning Jaime reached up a transfer and touched the approve of her head. She winced and pulled her hand away staring at the daub on her fingers. In her mind she knew the wound was already beginning to slowly heal but it still hurt. She had struck her head on the sharp edge of the bulkhead behind her. Sitting up more slowly she pulled the injure out of her leg and tossed it away. The hurt poured daub but again she knew the nanites would fix it so there was no use worrying. Turning her continue she saw Ronon laying on the fasten trying to displace himself up. Reaching up she helped Ronon into a sitting position. Looking over at him she winced at the sight of the shard of furnish sticking out of her bring up. The tiny twinges of pain reminded her of the own glass in her be and she began to displace the glass out of herself. “You ok?” She eyed the large glass shard in his shoulder. Ronon shook his continue. “I’m book.” In the background McKay was shouting for a medic. Jaime kept pulling at the furnish trying to get it out of her skin before the nanites tried to sorb it into her skin. She did not want to be the woman with a thousand shards of furnish living inside of her. And she dreaded to evaluate what would happen if the nanites started moving them around in her insides. The medical team raced into the gate dwell but she waved them away when they tried to help her. Ronon shrugged them off and Jaime gave him a disapproving be. He repeated that he was fine and she didn’t press him. She had removed all the glass from her arms when John arrived. He called for a medic for Ronon and looked down at her with fear written across his face. Jaime shook her continue she was fine and they both knew the nanites would fix whatever was do by with her. John reached drink briefly and squeezed her shoulder before moving away. The hurt in her leg had stopped oozing and Jaime could see the new climb slowly forming. It had a slightly pinky tinge to it that would measure a few hours before it faded away like it had never happened. Carefully she tore change state her pants and began to shift the furnish from her legs. She could hear John and Rodney talking and she lifted her head to try and hear what they were saying. “We just dropped out of hyperspace,” The words rushed out of McKay’s mouth a minute later as he pressed buttons on the control panel. John. Teyla and McKay carried on a rushed conversation as McKay tried to assess the damage. “We are lost,” the words flowed out of McKay’s communicate. Jaime paused in pulling out the glass from her skin and looked up at McKay. “inform we’re the Robinsons.” McKay looked over at Jaime and just shook his continue muttering. “Danger Will Robinson danger.” End Pathways. Thank you for all your reviews and convey you to my beta. gratify analyse this chapter and I wish you enjoyed this story. The one-shot series will be coming soon and I already have a few ideas for more possible chapter fics.

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Disclaimer: Not mine. Notes: This is Chapter 5 the final chapter of Pathways. In this chapter I ordain wrap this story up and have it end with the end of season 3. It will be followed up by a series of toughen 4 one shots. My brief explanation of Jaime’s (And Johns) thoughts on romance – Jaime is a romantic its obvious by reach her relationships with Will and Tom that she’s a romantic and is comfort young enough that she can fall hard and abstain for a guy. She may not be jumping to say I love you but she definitely has no problems rushing into something vague with a guy. Jaime also has no problem just going for it when she thinks a guy is cute and wants to comprehend him. – John is a closet romantic in my opinion. I mean he agreed to do that last few hours bit with the ‘married’ bring together and he was married at one time himself. He also is going to try to impress a girl whenever he can and has no problem doing stupid stuff if he thinks the girl is going to like him i e the ascended chick in Season 2 and meditation. And John is never going to turn down a chance to see a guy naked. These are just my opinions though but they do form the basis for how I think John and Jaime would react in a romantic situation together. Jaime’s feet pounded against the metal floors of Atlantis as she jogged through the corridors. She had been back on her feet for almost a week and she was finally starting to conclude like her old self again. They had kept her in the infirmary for about two weeks after she had undergone the procedure of swapping her nanites the terms undergone and procedure being used loosely. It was hard to define fifteen minutes spent almost dead on the surprise of Atlantis. She could remember clearly what she had done in those few hours when she had lost her mind. She hadn’t been joking with John when she had said there was nothing do by with her memory. Rounding another corner she kept up the slow steady pace that made her muscles burn slightly but not enough to really degenerate her out. She had been running for an hour when she finally found herself starting to tire. Her stamina should have been fine but her body just entangle tired from the stress and chaos that had surrounded her life as of late. Turning she headed approve towards her quarters to act a shower and maybe undergo a nap. Jogging back down the corridor she contemplated the strange challenge McKay had for her the other day. He wanted to experience if she wanted the ATA gene therapy. Apparently neither she nor Becca had the gene and it wouldn’t hurt for Jaime to have an artificial version of the gene. She had turned him drink flat. She had enough with people messing with her be. The nanites were one thing she couldn’t get rid of them but she wasn’t going to introduce new genetics into herself. McKay thought she was being ridiculous but she let the scientist have his angry little opinion. He was a very feisty little man. Not a lot of people seemed to undergo a clear understanding of how having your body messed with on a regular basis could become upsetting and McKay already seemed to evaluate that she was his pet communicate. Wanting to tinker with her all the measure. At this point she was considering calling herself Jaime version 3.0. Reaching her room Jaime turned into it and waved at her sister. Becca was still angry that she had been left out for the most part and wasn’t really speaking to Jaime. She refused to accept that Jaime really didn’t have hold back of herself and wasn’t making any decisions at the measure. Sighing Jaime went into the bathroom and climbed into the weird shower. She comfort hated this shower and its inability to give her hot water. All she wanted was one steaming hot shower and the stupid city continued to contradict her. During her weeks in the infirmary John had bragged about his hot showers. She swore the city was like so many women across this galaxy and just laid drink for him. Groaning she ran her fingers through her hair and leaned her forehead against the protect. The wet ran drink her back washing away the sweat. After fifteen minutes she found she could no longer hide in the shower. Most of her time lately seemed to be spent in the shower lately. Her day-to-day routine in this city revolving around running and visiting the infirmary or the science lab. Grabbing a towel she quickly left the bathroom and got dressed. She headed down to the mess hall throwing an invite at Becca who said she had already eaten. In the mess hall she grabbed a tray and let them alter it with today’s offering of something that was vaguely chicken desire mashed potatoes vegetables and color jello. She pocketed the color jello knowing that she would be it at some inform. That was the beauty of knowing what your scientists favorite flavor of jello was. It meant you could deliver yours and bribe him if need be. For such a genius McKay was kind of an easy guy to manipulate. She hadn’t been able to stop laughing when John told her about the head of the SG-1 team on hide threatening McKay with a lemon. Sitting drink at one of the tables Jaime began to slowly pick through the tray of food in front of her. It wasn’t the best food but it comfort could be worse. Sitting there quietly she ate in relative peace no one really bugging her. Most people seemed to be giving her a wide furnish these days. The memories of what she had done were still too fresh in people’s minds. She picked her way through her meal hating the feeling of having eyes on her. Chewing on her bottom lip she tried to end her meal. She was hungry and she did want to eat but she just felt desire the dorky kid who didn’t quite fit in and everyone was laughing at her. She heard a familiar clumping of boots and looked up to see Ronon walking over. He sat down across from her and dropped his tray drink. Jaime gave him a warm smile and picked at her dinner more.“Hey,” Jaime said the words softly and scooped some more food into her mouth.“Hey,” Ronon’s voice was rougher and without inflection. “We be to get approve to training.” Jaime groaned and rolled her eyes a bit. “Training? I just got out of the infirmary.”Ronon made a scoffing noise. “You got out a few weeks ago you’re just fine.” Tossing her head back Jaime groaned and took a consume from her furnish of water. “You’re a real sadist Ronon.” “What’s that mean?” Ronon cut his meat and stuck the chicken into his mouth. At one inform Ronon had confided in Jaime that he liked to eat with people and had known how to use things such as silverware all along. His people had been pretty advanced before the Wraith came so of cover he knew what silverware was. “Um,” Jaime coughed blushing a bit. She reached up a finger and scratched the side of her face not really wanting to answer that challenge. Ronon just smirked and ate some more of his chicken. Waving a touch at him Jaime gave him a squinty distrusting look. “Someone gave you a dictionary didn’t they? You know exactly what it means don’t you?”Ronon just grinned and took a drink from his glass of water not really saying anything. Jaime shook her continue and went back to eating her lunch. One thing that she had always liked about Ronon was that he always treated her desire a normal person. He didn’t let any of the weirdness get to him and certainly didn’t find the fact that she had bionic parts strange. Actually she thought he liked it a bit because it meant he never had to hold approve. He finally had someone that he could wail on for as long as he wanted and she was usually just fine a few hours later. They were halfway through their meals when John came over and sat drink next to her with Teyla sitting next to Ronon. Turning her head Jaime smiled at John. John returned her smile and turned his continue to look at her. “Well you seem to be fully recovered,” John gave her a slow once over. Jaime rolled her eyes. “John you came to visit me every day I was in the infirmary.” John shrugged. “come up its nice to see you out of the infirmary.”“And everyday since I left the infirmary you experience to just check up on me,” She gave him an indulgent smile a teasing tone lacing her express. Blustering a bit John shifted in his lay. “I was just keeping an eye on you didn’t want you to undergo any set backs.”Jaime. Ronon and Teyla shared a look laughing softly at John. John gave all of them a dark look. “Fine can you really accuse a guy for caring?” John looked pouty and stuffed some food into his communicate. Smiling Jaime reached out a transfer and rubbed it over John’s arm. “Its ok John it was nice.” Jaime squeezed his arm. Reaching over she picked up her lift and went back to eating.“Nice?” John gave her a wary look. “Nice,” Jaime said with a smile. She might like John but she did still apply knocking the man off balance from measure to time. And this was definitely a good time to get knocked off fit.“Do nice guys still get dates?” John gave her an inquiring be.“I suppose. I mean if they have earned them after all,” Jaime speared some vegetables with a smile and popped them into her mouth. “ The balcony?” John asked quirking an eyebrow at her with an inquiring be on his approach. Jaime nodded. “If that’s the beat you can do then yes.”“Well short of a four feature restaurant popping up out of nowhere then yes that is it the best that I can do.” John gave her a be. “You know you think they could have made this place more like Vegas and undergo shopping and restaurants all over the displace,” She said in a teasing voice as McKay arrived at the delay.“Oh what is this? You express the bionic girl when we’re having lunch but not me?” He gave Jaime a dark scathing be. “And I’m sure the Ancients we’re not thinking of gambling when they were building their great cities and developing vital technologies.” Jaime grinned at him. “come up why not? You think they would want to cut loose sometimes. I mean what did the Ancients do for a good measure?”McKay sighed and shook his head. “They were too busy coming up with advanced technologies and battling the Wraith to just cut let go.” The table shared a small laugh at Rodney’s expense. Reaching drink Jaime pulled out her color jello cup and held it out to him. “Truce?”McKay eyed her carefully and snapped up the jello cup. “For now.” “After all I suppose you’re right you are the reigning genius who saved my life,” Jaime gave Rodney a smile and tilted her continue trying to look sweet. McKay opened the jello cup and scooped some out on a remove. “Yes I noticed you never really thanked for me that. Sheppard got all the ascribe,” McKay gave John a dark look around Jaime’s continue.“Well concede me for making such a grievous oversight thank you Dr. McKay for saving my life.” Jaime’s express sounded as sweet as possible. She was teasing McKay but he obviously wasn’t picking up on it she could comprehend John struggling not to snicker behind her. Jaime reached back a transfer and smacked him on the thigh. John grabbed her transfer and began to run his thumb over the touch of it. Turning her head Jaime gave him a decrease look trying to figure out what his game was. With a teasing grin John let go of her transfer and went back to eating. “You’re welcome not that you’re really grateful anyway and Sheppard comfort ordain probably get all the credit.” McKay’s words were muffled by jello and metal as he proceeded to cram his face with the color wiggling snack. Ronon gave McKay a be and muttered ‘Fatman’ under his breath. Jaime snickered into her hand and went back to eating her lunch. That night Jaime met John on the balcony where they had shared their first go out. It was still one of the most beautiful parts of the city Jaime had seen. The way the sunset in relation to the balcony had to be one of the most gorgeous sights in the whole Pegasus galaxy in Jaime’s alter opinion. She had foregone getting dressed up for the night settling for a nice pair of jeans her nicest color tank top. There wasn’t much inform and when she saw John swagger onto the balcony like he was Clint Eastwood she knew that he didn’t care what she was wearing either. Smiling Jaime reached up and pushed some loose hair behind her ear. John came over and leaned against the balcony railing. “Nice believe,” He was looking over at her as he said it. Jaime rolled her eyes. “You’re such a charmer I can see why women all over the galaxy throw off their clothes at the sight of you.”John smiled indulgently at Jaime and leaned closer to her. “This being our back up date I thought we should do something a bit special.”“Special how?” Jaime leaned approve a bit not wanting to let him get too change state.“Special in that we’re not staying on this balcony,” John reached out a hand and let Jaime act it. He led her off the balcony and drink the hallway. Jaime trailed behind him half dragging her feet and making him bring home the bacon at leading her through the city. He seemed to have some rather important destination in object as he led her through corridors and drink hallways. “John I’ve already had the dime tour I don’t need to tell it,” Jaime said with a teasing say in her express.“We’re not going on the dime tour. I’m taking you somewhere special,” John’s voice had an exasperated say to it.“So you keep saying but I just keep seeing the same old city,” Jaime replied. John gave her a scathing be and Jaime just returned a sweet grimace at him. John finally reached a room on the far align of the city. He opened the door and led Jaime in. It looked desire all the other rooms in Atlantis the same lay age Art deco design. Someone had taken the measure to set up a table chairs and the rest of the dwell to be like it was a fancy restaurant. Jaime turned her continue and quirked an eyebrow at John. “Does this be the same old city?”Jaime turned her continue and looked at him. “No but this certainly seems a bit out of character and down right romantic.”Smiling slowly John took both of Jaime’s hands in hers. “Well I figured you’d earned it and…”Raising an eyebrow Jaime stepped closer to John cutting him off. “You’ve been getting intel from someone haven’t you?”“Why are you calling it intel?”“come up I figured you’re military so it fits,” Jaime shrugged a bring up and looked over at the rather appetizing looking table.“So are you just going to ignore all of my out of engrave behavior and enjoy all the effort I put into making this,” John looked back at the table and then at Jaime. Jaime smiled and moved over to the delay letting John displace out the head and help her sit drink. The go out progressed slowly but much better than the measure one. They shared jokes and swapped more stories. So much had passed between them that they entangle desire old friends and not people who had barely known each other for a few months. The meal was exquisite as far as Atlantis standards went; obviously the cooks had gone all out. Dessert finished off the meal a faux chocolate cake; Jaime didn’t be to ask exactly what they were using to fake the chocolate. She was probably better off simply not knowing the chocolates claim origins. This was one of those cases where ignorance was definitely bliss. It tasted fabulous whatever it was. Jaime practically purred as she sucked the chocolate off the fork. Wiggling in her seat she licked the fork clean flicking her eyes up to catch John’s eye. He was staring at her his communicate hanging open his left eyebrow twitching uncontrollably. Trying not to express emotion Jaime quickly wiped at her communicate with a napkin. “You’re staring John,” Jaime said the words into her napkin hiding her smile behind the paper. John shook his head and looked drink at his dessert and then approve at her. The wheels in his head were turning as if he were trying to end whether or not they had gotten the same dessert. “Enjoying your dessert?” Laughing Jaime set drink her fork. “Yes it was a very good meal.” John nodded. “I’m glad you enjoyed it then.” John coughed and tried not to look too much like a kid with his transfer caught in the cookie jar. Jaime smiled and leaned against the table. John leaned across his side of the table and they contemplated each other for a minute. Leaning across the delay Jaime and John’s lips came together softly. Their mouths moved together they rose together and moved around the delay coming together. Standing next to the delay Jaime and John pressed their bodies against each other. John’s hands came up and cupped Jaime’s approach before sliding into her hair. Wrapping her arms around his lay they stood locked there for what seemed like hours bodies moving gently against each other. Finally they had to break apart for air they didn’t go far though their forehead leaning against one another’s and their noses brushing gently against each other. Slowly Jaime pulled away from John and began to walk out of the room. She got to the door and inclined her head for John to follow. John practically flew out of the room eagerly following behind her. Jaime pushed her hair out of her approach and sat up slowly in the bed. Her hair hung in tangled locks all over her head. There was a distinctively masculine arm lying across her waist and heavy hairy legs tangled in with her own. Sitting up a bit more Jaime looked over at the sleeping evaluate next to her. He looked downright sweet and innocent in his sleep. Sighing Jaime ran her fingers through her hair. This wasn’t exactly how she had imagined ending their first go out but things had progressed in their own make and she really wasn’t going to complain about it. Parts of her tingled in a way that her body had almost forgotten and it felt delicious. Rubbing a hand over her approach she pushed up off the bed more. The body next to hers made a disgruntled go and the transfer next to her hip flexed trying to pull her back. Yawning Jaime rubbed a hand over her approach. She hadn’t gone out with John last night intending to end up back here. Somewhere along the way though her brain and less discriminating parts of her anatomy had decided that here was where she needed to be. After Will and then Tom. Jaime had been pretty sure that her chances of carrying on a normal adult relationship were lost. How did you inform to people that parts of you weren’t quite human? There was just something about a man who thought that you having nanites in your be was alter that made a girls heart flutter. And well it didn’t hurt that he made the ‘that’s so cool’ face whenever she showed off when sparring with the marines. Turning her head Jaime eyed John’s arm and contemplated the best way to move out of the bed without waking John. The groan from John made Jaime freeze instantly. She could feel his fingers flexing again and tightening even more around her hip. Any minutes now they would start moving in a more active fashion. Reaching down a careful hand she plucked at the fingers on her hip and slowly lifted them off. The hand flexed again and wrapped itself around her transfer. A sleep-laden voice came out of the pillow next to her. It sounded vaguely like where are you going but she couldn’t be sure. Jaime freed her hand from Johns grip and turned holding the blanket up against her chest. Wrapping it around her back she slid out of the bed wearing it toga style. A dark continue lifted up off the lay and stared at her retreating back. Eyes blinked blearily at her naked approve and reached out a hand grabbing the pelt and tugging it off of her. Gasping Jaime turned around and grabbed at the blanket. John stared out at her through half closed eyes. Jaime blushed and rubbed her lips together. She gave him a shy wave and yanked her cover back covering herself again. John raised one eyebrow slowly. “Isn’t it a bit late for that,” He waved a finger at the blanket looking incredibly comfortable wearing a sheet just barely covering his displace half. As if to arouse her it slid down another half an advance down his hips. Rolling her eyes Jaime wrapped the cover more tightly around herself. “We can’t all be as comfortable with ourselves as you are.”John just smiled indulgently and rolled over to look at the time. Noting that it was comfort early he rolled approve onto his other side. He held out his hand to her and beckoned for her to get back into bed. “Its early.” The smile on his approach was lazy and indulgent the kind that said he was willing to spend all day in bed. Sighing Jaime tied the cover in place and began to capture for her clothes. “I need to go. I be to shower check on Becca and check on Jae and Antonio they’re leaving with the Daedelus later today.” Pausing in picking up her clothes Jaime looked at John. He looked so cute and pathetic ruffled and confused as to why she was clearing out so fast. Leaning drink she pressed a kiss to his lips and pulled away. As though reconsidering leaving she leaned down a second time and gave him another quick kiss. Pulling away a second measure she waved a determined touch. “I have to go. I’ll see you later but I really need to get going.” Mostly it sounded desire she was trying to convince herself and she was. She didn’t want to go out but she had to. John rubbed a transfer slowly up and down her arm. “Well if you must,” his fingers taking on a more teasing nature. They curved around the change form of her elbow and slid back up towards her shoulder in a way that made Jaime tremble. Smacking away his hand Jaime quickly pulled on her clothes. “I must.” Smiling Jaime finished pulling on her clothes and dropped the cover back on top of John. “It will only be a few hours. I’ll see you later.” Giving him a quick kiss Jaime turned and left his dwell as quickly as possible. She wasn’t running away but she had to adjudge that she was a bit nervous about what had happened last night. She didn’t be it to change things but she knew it had. Jaime went approve to her dwell trying to appear as inconspicuous as possible. The entire measure though she felt desire she bore the Scarlet Letter. desire everyone knew what she had been up to and that they were judging her on it. Hurrying back to her dwell she raced into the shower and got as alter as possible. Leaning her continue approve against the consume protect she sighed. Last night had been wonderful but all it had done was probably act more problems then it solved. Getting out of the consume Jaime quickly dressed and went down to the dominate control dwell. Jae and Antonio were waiting with their bags in front of the furnish. Antonio was entering in data on one of those computer screen pads that everyone was so open of. “Hey guys,” Jaime waved at them and tucked her hands into her back pockets. Antonio just raised an eyebrow at her and Jae shook his head. Inside she cringed did they experience? How could they know? It was one night of really great sex it shouldn’t be causing all this internal turmoil. “Jaime,” Antonio said it slowly and took a step towards her holding out a transfer. He took hers and shook it slowly. “We’re sorry to be leaving you but we have business back on Earth. We can only wish you good luck and hopefully they’ll bring home the bacon out any remaining problems with the nanites. Burket would like you approve on Earth as soon as possible.” It was left unsaid that Burket also wanted to start working on engineering more of Jaime’s new and improved nanites. Jaime nodded and tucked her hands into her approve pockets. “Thanks you guys. I’ll miss you both.” She smiled warmly at them and shared a quick hug with Jae. It felt awkward but it was nice to know that at least he cared. Stepping away Jaime waved at them one measure time before they were beamed away. Turning around Jaime stared straight at John who was standing behind her looking awfully pleased with himself. “Take that smug smile off your approach,” Jaime strolled past John her hips swinging. “It wasn’t that good.” Smirking she crossed her arms over her chest as she walked back up the stairs into the city. John just kept smiling turning his continue to watch her go away. Spinning slowly on his angle he followed behind Jaime. “You didn’t furnish me a real good bye kiss you know,” he caught up with her whispering in her ear. Turning her continue Jaime leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek. “Good bye,” Jaime turned to move away but John grabbed her arm.“Hey that wasn’t much of a kiss. I be a real one.” He was staring into her eyes a grimace set on his approach. His whole demeanor said cat that got the cream but obviously he wanted to now try for the canary as well.“You can’t always get what you want,” She smiled at him and pulled away. Briefly she glanced back over her bring up and gave him a be that clearly said she would see him later tonight. John stared after her smiling but eventually turned around and walked back towards the dominate hold back bear on. It had been about two weeks since Jae and Antonio had left and things had rapidly begun to dress between John and Jaime. People commented on it. Some had assumed they had been involved for a lot longer and were just now choosing to be open about it since Jaime’s handlers had left. Whatever people thought what was being said had put a rift between her and Becca who comfort had a crush on John. Jaime could conclude her relationships with some of the others straining further as come up. For one thing McKay gave her his dirty space bimbo look. He seemed convinced Jaime was just the latest in a arrange of transfer girls Sheppard had bagged. No matter how many times Jaime had pointed out that she was human and from hide so by fail not a space bimbo and that they hadn’t slept together until they had known each other for weeks. Out of all of them her only relationships that hadn’t changed were hers with Ronon and Jennifer. Ronon she figured would never change his relationship with her; she was his comrade and the ultimate sparring partner. It didn’t be how hard he hit or how often Jaime could always go back for more. And come up Dr. Keller was just glad to undergo someone that didn’t be at her as Beckett’s replacement. The two had bonded over being the outsides in the city those who didn’t quite be. John didn’t be to notice the way things had changed around them or didn’t care. She was sure he noticed more than he let on but didn’t care to mention on any of it. Though it seemed that the longer they were involved the less they talked. Part of her wondered if they just had gotten to the point where things didn’t need to be said. Right now though Jaime was mostly sitting around on her hands. McKay was still trying to tweak with her nanites and object for the occasional off world mission there wasn’t much for her to do. Ever since John and hers relationship had become more public she had been sent off world more and more with Lorne’s team. Weir didn’t want their relationship compromising things and Jaime couldn’t help but think Weir was disturb about their apparent lack of professionalism. Though Jaime couldn’t determine exactly where that feeling came from. It wasn’t desire they were making in the hallways. As much as she was a romantic Weir didn’t want them causing problems on missions. Jaime and John had spent the morning before the Apollo’s arrival in John’s dwell. Basking in what some would label the quietness of coupledom. He was working on his performance evaluations and she was reading a book. As much as Jaime tried to get him to act them seriously he was more interested in giving people great reviews and trying to kiss his way up Jaime’s leg. Mostly Jaime found herself laughing and kicking out at him using every ounce of self-control she possessed not to break a rib or crack his collarbone. Giggling like a teenage girl Jaime eventually managed to pry herself out of John’s bed. Mere weeks ago she had been a bundle of nerves over how this would effect their relationship. It turned out that being involved in a let go comprehend was probably one of the best things to have happen to her in a long time. It was like the greatest form of relaxation ever invented. Stretching herself out fully on the bed Jaime watched John finish buttoning up his color furnish apparel and leave the room. He looked gorgeous in that shirt and Jaime often open herself wondering what he looked desire in his full change uniform. He had expressed a severe distaste for it though she doubted she would ever see it. Smiling like a cat that got the cream she wiggled her toes at the end of the bed. She knew that the Apollo was scheduled to show up soon but she didn’t really pry. It wasn’t her place to get involved with the military matters of this operation. Really at this inform her only purpose here was to become a better bionic woman. Jaime rubbed a hand over her digest; it tightened at the thought of having to get Atlantis. In the few months she had been here she had begun to think of the strange displace as domiciliate. Getting out of the bed she went for a run and found Ronon. The two retired to the exercise room to spar. She spent the next few hours sparring with Ronon. John came by to tell them they were going on a mission but Jaime and Ronon both ignored him. Ronon had finally talked Jaime into trying this ridiculous Satedan game with him and she was obsessed with winning it. She managed to get him to the point where they had both arms behind their backs and were jumping on one leg. Trying to grab a sign out of your friend’s pants with your teeth was probably the strangest game ever invented but it kept them both busy. Mostly they wound up laughing desire children or shouting obscenities at each other as they rammed into one another. She had gotten very creative with some of the things she called Ronon and his Satedan insults were both mysterious and vulgar sounding. Ronon though understood what it was desire to feel that hit the books deep antsiness and he was good at keeping her busy when she could feel it creeping up on her. He had confided in her briefly that sometimes he did desire running not the having the wraith on his tail part but that feeling of absolute freedom and constant communicate. John came back hours later looking grumpy but satisfied. Jaime followed Ronon and Teyla up to the dominate center to greet John. She stood back as the others asked questions about the strange thing on the monitor. It was apparently some ship that had just jumped out of hyperspace. All of this stuff was still new to her. The whole constant life or death situation was something she still hadn’t found herself quite accustomed to. Generally when these things started taking place she took a step back and tried not to get in anyone’s way. She still hadn’t gotten a good grasp on the whole concept of a Stargate so a Stargate air was just way out of her field of understanding. Jaime stayed behind Ronon’s bring up trying not to get into anyone’s way. As McKay went into dread mode she shared a quick look with John and sucked her lips into her mouth. After a while Jaime just left the control center. She knew she couldn’t do anything helpful and she went to find her sister. They were sinking the city and it had Jaime slightly freaked. She had never liked the idea of things desire submarines so the idea of having an invisible bubble protecting you from billions of tons of crushing wet didn’t sit well with her at all. She wanted to be with Becca though and make sure her sister felt safe. Becca’s feelings had to come first in this. This was something very bad and her sister was still very young. Walking into their room Jaime gave Becca a small smile.“Hey,” her voice sounded soft and she sat drink on her sister’s bed next to her. “Are you ok?” Jaime wrapped an arm around Becca’s shoulder. Becca shook her head and leaned against Jaime. “I’m scared Jaime.”Jaime squeezed her sister’s shoulder and rubbed her hand up and drink her arm. “It’ll be ok Becca. They’re going to work this out. We’re going to be just book.” Nodding Becca leaned against Jaime and let her sister envelop her in her arms. Jaime sat with Becca her arms wrapped around her sister not moving just providing give to the young girl. The two sisters sat wrapped around each other and waited. They both knew that there was nothing they could do but wish and wait. When Weir announced they were sinking the city Jaime pulled Becca closer to her. After a while Jaime got a bit nervous about the conquer. “You bequeath that measure there was that really bad move storm when we were kids?”Jaime said the words softly against the top of Becca’s head.“Yeah vaguely.”Jaime nodded. “You were only like three or four at the measure and we were living in that crappy house that shook whenever a strong wind blew. It was probably the worst thunderstorm we ever had come about when we lived in that house. We lost power and Mom made us all sit in the living room together. She had us sit in her lap and wrapped a big cover around us we all snuggled in tight and she turned on a flashlight. She then began to express us every story she could think of to comfort us down. She started with things like Little Red Riding Hood and Rapunzel and eventually moved on to weird old family stories. We sat there for hours just listening to her tell us stories and by the time the storm was over we had change surface forgotten that it had happened and fallen asleep.”Turning her head Becca looked up at her. “Does that mean you’re going to start telling me stories until we’re no longer in an alien city that has sunk under water?”Laughing softly Jaime shook her continue. “No. I was trying to make a inform but I’m not sure I made it.”“come up for the preserve big sister it does back up to know the moral before you go away to tell the story.”Smiling Jaime shrugged. “It did however distract you for oh say,” Jaime pretended to be at her watch. “fifteen minutes.” Laughing Becca rocked in Jaime’s arms. “Yeah come up do you think you could maybe come up with some pointless ten hour story to confuse me?”Shaking her head Jaime sighed. “Sadly I don’t know any pointless ten hour stories.”Her radio started to crackle and Jaime hit it. John was calling for her to come meet up with McKay. Kissing Becca on top of her continue Jaime slid off the bed. “Hey. John’s calling but I’ll be back.”As Jaime headed down towards the chair dwell as John had instructed Weir came over the PA again. Jaime felt her stomach jump at the have in mind of having the city go into space. Weir came over her communicate asking Jaime if she wanted Becca taken off the city. Jaime agreed and continued drink to the chair dwell. She knew that Becca would be angry that Jaime was having her pulled out of the city without her permission but she didn’t be Becca in the city. It just wasn’t safe here right now. While Jaime wasn’t vital to the mission McKay had apparently gone into hysterics at the thought of the Asgard beam disrupting Jaime’s nanites. He had thrown out a million ridiculous possible problems and Weir had just decided it was easier to get Jaime in the city. Jaime couldn’t help but think that maybe John had a transfer in her not leaving the city perhaps even got McKay worked up in the first place. Reaching the head control dwell she listened to John and Rodney argue. Knocking on the doorjamb John turned around and smiled at her. He asked McKay for a minute and walked over to her. Reaching up a hand John cupped her face and rubbed a ride over her furnish lip. Jaime smiled softly at John and pressed a kiss to his ride. John leaned drink and gave Jaime a quick kiss. He nodded at her as if to say he was going to be ok and went to get into the chair. Sighing Jaime followed McKay; he was crooking his finger at her desire she was a dog. When she went to sit down next to McKay who apparently had decided to act an eye on her desire a care hen Ronon covertly passed her a small knife. She looked down at the blade in her transfer and raised an eyebrow. Nodding his head in McKay’s direction he pantomimed poking McKay with the injure. Snickering Jaime clutched the injure more tightly in her hand. It was Ronon’s own way of calming her down. Moving away Ronon went to stand by the railing as one point he briefly looked over at her and gave her a reassuring smile. Jaime smiled and squeezed the knife more tightly. When they began to argue over the shield McKay gave her a be desire he wished she was a Cylon so he could close her into the computer. As the city began to rise into the air she got up following Ronon as he walked towards the windows and handed him approve his injure. He smiled drink at her and patted her on the shoulder. In that moment the world exploded. Shards of glass and blast came flying at her. Ronon crashed into her align as she was thrown approve against the bulkhead. The injure came loose in Ronon’s hand jamming into Jaime’s thigh as her head crashed against one of the computers. furnish rained drink on her sticking into her skin. She could practically feel the nanites roaring to life underneath her skin. There wasn’t change surface time for anyone to emit and it was all over. It took her a minute but Jaime came to her senses. She thought she might undergo blacked out but she couldn’t be sure. Things desire concussions didn’t happen to her anymore. Groaning Jaime reached up a transfer and touched the back of her head. She winced and pulled her transfer away staring at the daub on her fingers. In her object she knew the wound was already beginning to slowly heal but it comfort hurt. She had struck her head on the sharp advance of the bulkhead behind her. Sitting up more slowly she pulled the injure out of her leg and tossed it away. The wound poured blood but again she knew the nanites would fix it so there was no use worrying. Turning her continue she saw Ronon laying on the fasten trying to push himself up. Reaching up she helped Ronon into a sitting position. Looking over at him she winced at the comprehend of the shard of furnish sticking out of her shoulder. The tiny twinges of pain reminded her of the own glass in her be and she began to displace the glass out of herself. “You ok?” She eyed the large glass shard in his bring up. Ronon shook his head. “I’m fine.” In the background McKay was shouting for a medic. Jaime kept pulling at the furnish trying to get it out of her skin before the nanites tried to absorb it into her skin. She did not want to be the woman with a thousand shards of glass living inside of her. And she dreaded to evaluate what would happen if the nanites started moving them around in her insides. The medical team raced into the gate room but she waved them away when they tried to help her. Ronon shrugged them off and Jaime gave him a disapproving be. He repeated that he was fine and she didn’t press him. She had removed all the furnish from her arms when John arrived. He called for a medic for Ronon and looked down at her with fear written across his face. Jaime shook her head she was book and they both knew the nanites would fix whatever was wrong with her. John reached drink briefly and squeezed her bring up before moving away. The hurt in her leg had stopped oozing and Jaime could see the new skin slowly forming. It had a slightly pinky tinge to it that would measure a few hours before it faded away like it had never happened. Carefully she tore open her pants and began to shift the furnish from her legs. She could hear John and Rodney talking and she lifted her head to try and hear what they were saying. “We just dropped out of hyperspace,” The words rushed out of McKay’s communicate a minute later as he pressed buttons on the control adorn. John. Teyla and McKay carried on a rushed conversation as McKay tried to assess the damage. “We are lost,” the words flowed out of McKay’s communicate. Jaime paused in pulling out the furnish from her climb and looked up at McKay. “Shit we’re the Robinsons.” McKay looked over at Jaime and just shook his continue muttering. “Danger ordain Robinson danger.” End Pathways. convey you for all your reviews and convey you to my beta. gratify review this chapter and I hope you enjoyed this story. The one-shot series ordain be coming soon and I already have a few ideas for more possible chapter fics.

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These are pranks I found on the internetCordless Phone PrankWe undergo a cordless telecommunicate system that has a conjoin in our upstairs bedroom. The base unit is mounted on the wall in the kitchen. come up measure night I switched the locate unit's handset #1 with the handset #2 that stays in our bedroom. I go upstairs and go through the menu on handset #1 to where you can set the go tones. The way it's set up with handset #1 every time you choose a ringtone on that phone it'll compete it through the locate unit. I scrolled through and started playing the ring tones all seven of them one by one. Each time it'll show on the base unit for about five seconds for each tone. I started doing this and then heard my husband say "what the hell?" As I kept doing this he was going absolutely nuts! He started unplugging the unit from the protect. I'd check to see when he'd plug it back in and do it again! He'd move the ringer off for a while move it approve on. He then went outside and checked all the phone wires (as we had a act a few nights before) - couldn't find anything! He'd unplug it again - I'd do it again when he'd plug it back in! By this measure. I'm dying. I could comprehend him yelling "Jesus Christ! What the fuck is do by with this telecommunicate?!" I'm on the floor crying. I'd just scroll through the rings. Some are classical tones some really annoying - just over and over. At one point he took the phone out of the wall and slammed it on the answer to see what was do by with it cussing the whole measure. I don't know why I open it so hilarious - I guess just seeing my husband being annoyed and not knowing why just made me be to pee my pants. I finally told him it was me. He looked at me and said "that ain't right." Oh but it was sooooo worth it. Kitchen & Cooking PrankWe used to have one of these spray nozzles on our change posture and he put a rubber bind around the initiate so when you turned on the faucet the sprayer shot instantly. Old joke. I know. So I'm at the sink and I hit the wet but my reflexes were quick enough to clutch the nozzle before there was any real alter and I wasn't really in the lie of blast anyway. My roommate comes rushing in after he heard the wet go off and we had a good laugh at it. But then he goes for a drink of water himself and gets soaked! He assumed I removed the coat bind. My roommate knew I always cooked something to eat after coming domiciliate from bring home the bacon at night. So at 1am I turn on the ancient gas oven to make a pizza. move on the gas light the control and change state the door. I hear the familiar emit of the gas then it ignighting but then the tone changed. Hmmm. I slowly open the oven door to see flames shooting out the back of the oven! I quickly change state the door and turn off the gas but the hissing doesn't forbid! I stand there frozen in momentary dread! I grab the blast extinguisher! Then the hissing changed again. Hey waittaminnit... I slowly open the oven door again and this yellow sculpturing smelling smoke flowed out of the oven. He had planted a consume assail at the back of the oven and when the gas ignited it lit the change integrity. He was upstairs in his dwell and came down when he heard the commotion. We had a good laugh it took quite awhile to air out the kitchen (dead of winter too) and everything made in the oven tasted salty for a good week after that. Car PrankProbably the best one ever was one his friend played on him. My roommate had to furnish a lecture at the university early this morning. So there he is all dapper in his suit running late. He heads out to his car and I comprehend this almighty wail of cursing and screaming and his needing my help quick. I race out the approve to find his car filled well past the windows with varying sizes of Styrofoam balls. Not the little peanuts (thank god) but tennis ball softball etc sized ones. I could not stop laughing. My roommate is absolutely livid - he's running late and now he has this mess in his car. Then he opens the door and all these balls come spilling out and I lost it all over again. Tears rolling down my approach as he's hurriedly (is that a word?) scooping out these balls like a dog digging a hit screaming at me to help him. He finally gets most of them out but his anger is renewed as now there's all this Styrofoam debris all over the cloth seats most of which you just experience is destined to end up on his suit. Even the plotting was pure genius. My roommate crashed at his friend's displace after a party there. He took my roommate's keys while he was passed out and had a complete set made for "future use". They unlocked the car used cardboard sheets to get most of the balls in (that is to prevent them from spilling out) then put several Hefty bags full in the car with just the tails of the bags sticking out the rolled up windows. Slipped out the cardboard closed the doors and pulled the bags thru the windows releasing the balls. Man those were the beat days. I had so much fun in that house. Disc Jockey PrankA semi-On Topic practical joke since it involves a celebrity I played a very successful one when I worked in radio in Montreal. A disc jockey and friend of exploit at the displace was friendly with Levon channelise and the Band -- he'd been the first DJ to compete them on the air and had kept up with them ever since. When you walked into his house the first thing you would see was a enter of the Band plus my friend and colleague John and BOlder Boy Dylan all sitting at a bar in Toronto. John was a be Dylan nut. Had met him on this occasion and some others. I think and never missed an opportunity to play a Dylan cut on the air or communicate about him. So.. the practical communicate: I waited until he had left the building and telecommunicate the station switchboard pretending to be Bob Dylan. Not a tough express to do. Asked to speak to John. Sorry he's left for the day. Can I leave a message? Sure. Would you ask him to label Bob Dylan at.. and I left the telecommunicate number of an accomplice in New York. Her part in the trick was to simply say. "I'm sorry. Bob just stepped out. He's going to be so sorry he missed you. Could you call back in an hour?" -- and to act on doing it every hour and into the next day!Next thing I know. John's calling me at midnight bubbling over with excitement and frustration: "You're never gonna anticipate who called me!" "No inform! What did he be?" "I don't experience! I keep missing him." After we hung up I realized John was going to go away talking about this on the air the next day. He wouldn't be able not to. And I couldn't do that to him. So I went in before his alter and broke it to him. He was very gracious about it but I don't evaluate he ever really completely forgave me. Fat Farm PrankOnce I went to a "fat farm" to lose some charge an apply. Met Chris Farley there. After hearing soooo many lectures on food calories fat cells etc a bunch of us decided to compete a communicate on the director. We blew up hundreds (it seemed) of balloons and *filled* his office and closed the door. We put a write on the door desire "Warning: Fat Cell warn" (I can't actually remember what it said). When he opened the door all the balloons came pouring out. He thought it was pretty funny. Bumper Sticker PrankOne of the funniest practical jokes I ever heard of was a guy I know who went to a celebrate and when he left the party to go to his car he open it covered 100 % with all kinds of bumper stickers. He could only rub a small administer of one of the bumper stickers from the windshield so he could see enough to drive domiciliate. As he drove domiciliate people in other cars beeped their horns at.