AN: This story came to me after watching a movie. I don't know why, but it did.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. Wish I owned the characters but sadly I don't.

Summary: Ever think that Doctor Weir would get tired of the mindless flow of questions the scientists and other personnel ask her? Read, and find out how she handles the situation.

Pairing: Sheppard and Weir

Extra Note: The italic wordsare Elizabeth's thoughs.


Chapter 1 The Need to Relax

'I can't take anymore of this,' Elizabeth thought heading back to her room. It was just about 11:00 am, and she had just gotten out of the last meeting scheduled for that day. 'Thank God it's over.' She knew what the scientist had to say was important but three hours and thirty minutes were more than anyone could handle. With no meetings for the rest of the day, no off world missions, and no scientists, she could finally get the much needed rest and relaxation she'd been waiting for. She was thankful she had given everyone the rest of the day off, and she valued times like this and hoped not to get bothered. 'A bubble bath sounds nice,' she thought. She was almost to her room. All she needed to do was turn the corner and she would be there. But, she stopped suddenly, frozen in her tracks. 'Damn!' she thought peaking around the corner.

"Doctor Weir!" Two scientists' voices could be heard. They knocked repetitively on her door.

"Maybe, she's not here," said Zalenka.

"Well, obviously, but we still need to find her." Doctor Weir recognized McKay's voice as well.

"She does need to take a look at this new technology," Zalenka agreed.

"Well, she must be around here somewhere," Rodney said. "We still haven't checked the mess hall, her office, the control room-"

'Maybe I can hide on the balcony,' she thought

"Or the balcony," McKay finished.

'It's not safe to go anywhere. I'd been really looking forward to that bubble bath too.' But, she pushed that thought out of her mind. There were other pressing matters at the moment. 'I need to find a place to go.' She saw the two scientists were coming straight towards her. She slowly backed up, and then she fled down the hall and around the next corner. She leaned up against the wall sighing with relief, as the two of them went down the other corridor. 'What's with these guys? I told them to take the rest of the day off. There must be somewhere safe I can hide out just for a little while.' Her wish was granted, for she hadn't realized at that very moment she was leaning against a door. As if by magic, the door opened swiftly, and she fell inside.

Colonel Sheppard had been unsuccessfully trying to read a few more pages of his War and Peace novel at the very moment she fell in. Thud…she had fallen into the room, and the doors whooshed shut.

"Elizabeth?" He asked surprised. He got off his bed and helped her up. "Are you alright?"

'How embarrassing was that. He looks worried. I'd better answer him.' "Yes, I'm fine," she answered, but her eyes pleaded for help.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I need a place to stay for a little while."

"Sure, you can stay here" he said curiosity present on his face. "But, you better tell me what's going on."

"Let me get this straight," John said sitting on the edge of the tube. "You announced you and everyone else could have the rest of the day off, and they are still asking you questions?"

"Yes," Elizabeth answered, as she lounged in the tub of water and bath bubbles.

"I can't believe them," John said. "Sometimes a person needs a brake once in a while. They should be able to understand that."

"People just get so excited when they discover anything, and I'm supposed to be the first one to know. I'm not saying I regret being in the loop of things, but sometimes I just need a brake," she said taking a hand full of bubbles and blowing them at John.

He grinned, as some of the soap suds hit his nose. "You just relax in here for as long as you want."

"Thanks you, this is nice of you to let me use your bath tub."

"You're welcome; besides, it's a good way to relax after a hard day. It takes away the stress."

"So what were you doing before I fell in on you?"

He laughed along with her remembering what had happened. "I was reading my book."

"Did you get far?"

"No," he answered leaning closer to her. "It tell you the truth, I was getting bored."

"That's understandable. It's a long book."

"Yeah, I know. I was just hoping to get through it eventually."

"I'm sure you will."

Silence followed for a few minutes until she remembered something.

'I'm so stupid.' "I forgot to bring clothes to change into." All she had with her was her Stargate uniform. It was highly uncomfortable and not very good to relax in. 'I can't believe I didn't get an extra change of clothes.'

"I'd loan you something of mine," he said. "But I'm afraid everything would be at least two sizes to big."

"It's fine," she said. "I'll just wear my uniform."

But John knew better than that. He also hated the itchy fabric the uniforms were made out of, and he was usually seen after hours in a comfy sweat shirt and jeans.

"I'll just make a quick trip to your room," he said standing up.

"No, John, you don't have to. Really I'll be fine."

"It will give me something to do…besides I know how uncomfortable our uniforms are. He winked at her knowing how she felt.

"Thank you," she said. 'That's so sweet of him.'

She told him where to find the clothes, and he left his room making it his mission to bring back something for her to wear.

To Be Continued…

AN: I know that their uniforms are probably the most comfortable things in the world, but for this story, they aren't.

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