Jennifer was exhausted. They had been going for hours, not running, but walking a lot faster than she was used to, and with the stupid rope around her wrists she was off-balance and clumsy, especially with him dragging her along. He was a lot bigger than her, and stronger, and she couldn't shake him off. "Can I at least rest for a bit?" she asked
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Or the woman who was now occupying a bed he'd been in only a few seconds ago.
He'd gotten up to get dressed, steeling himself for the walk up to the compound - his knee still hurt if he taxed it, even if he wouldn't admit it out loud - and barely got his pants on before turning to grab a shirt.
This was so not right on so many levels John didn't even know where to begin. ...well, maybe putting his shirt on first before trying to wake the bound and passed out woman in his bed might work. When he finished with his shirt, John ran a hand over his hair and sighed.
Limping the two steps over back to his bed, he tried shaking her awake. There was no way this would end well.
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"Colonel Sheppard?" She started tugging at the ropes on her wrists, but they didn't budge. "Where are we? Where's Rodney? and Ronon?"
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"Yeah, how about we get you out of that first," he said, wincing at the rope burn she was bound to get if she kept going on that way. "It's a long story, you'll wanna get comfy first."
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