Author's Note: Sorry for the MAJOR delay, but this has been the first day off I've had in... ... ...well, a while, lol. Enjoy!


Elizabeth quickly turned the key, unlocking the door and immediately followed it through into her apartment. She turned her body and slowly closed the door sighing in relief when she heard the distinctive click of the lock. One of her hands was resting on the door at eye level and she rested her forehead on it in relief.

"Why is this so hard?" she whispered tearfully, feeling moisture falling onto her hand. She circled around so that her back was leaning against the wall and wiped the evidence of her tears away with the back of her hand before she threw her keys onto the table by the door.

Energy seemed to seep out of her body with every second that she remained leaning on the wall so she forced herself to stand on her own and warily walked further into the room, her eyes automatically falling to the phone which wasn't plugged in. For a second she felt the need to plug it back in but the thought of the suffocating feelings she had experienced earlier destroyed the urge instantly, instead she took her cell phone out of her bag and gently placed her finger on the off button.

It rang before she could press down.

She stared at the screen in shock, not knowing what to do. He knew she was here and that she had her phone so she couldn't exactly ignore him. Taking a shaky breath she answered the call.

"John?"

"I miss it too," he blurted out, his voice rushing out in one breath. "You're not alone Lizabeth."

"I know," Elizabeth whispered back, slowly standing up, using the wall to support her. She made her way over to her window and moved the curtain out of the way. "Where are you?" She asked when she couldn't find him.

"Standing outside your door," he told her, proving it when a knock sounded. She let her arm drop and ended the conversation, as she moved towards the door. She rested her forehead on the door and an accompanying thud from behind the wooden surface suggested that John had done the same. "Are you going to let me in?" John asked gently, and although she couldn't see it, his hand was mirroring hers where it rested on the door, phone in hand.

Slowly, she pushed herself up. Her hand shaking slightly as she turned the key and then the handle. The door creaked as it opened and revelled John standing there, phone in hand with a hopeful, but concerned look on his face.

"Hi," he said simply, a small smile ghosting across his features. Elizabeth's eyes shimmered slightly, and he could see the evidence of her earlier tears on her face."Hi," she said breathlessly, standing aside so he could come in. She closed the door and for some reason couldn't pull her eyes away from the surface. If she did she would have to look at him and that would bring with it a whirlwind of emotions that she didn't have the energy to control.

Unfortunately, John had a different idea. She felt his hand gently palm her shoulder increasing the pressure until she had no choice but to turn. She bit her lip and slowly pulled her eyes upwards, meeting his.

"You're a fan of Chinese food I take it?" He stated with a small smirk, his humour covering up his lack of comfort. And that burst the dam; with a sound mixed between a laugh and a sob Elizabeth collapsed into him, her arms going around his neck as she buried her face in his chest. Like a mirror image of their first hug, John looked surprised, but this time he didn't hesitate in returning the favour, placing a kiss in her hairline and feeling at home for the first time since coming to Earth.

Atlantis didn't seem so far now.