okelay
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langford_u
Second Chapter
i decided to take a small break from homework to post this.
it's the second part of my fic.
im not really sure if i'll write a 3rd part.
so, enjoy
It had been a few days and the rumour mill had calmed down a bit but the joke’s hadn’t stop.
John had been soaked 3 days in row and everytime he had ended on elizabeth’s office
Only now, he had his own change of clothes.
Elizabeth even managed to take a picture.
She had a crazy idea and wanted to prove it.
She was having lunch with Dr.Sheppard that day.
“ John, you know what I was thinking? “ time to set the plan in motion, thought Elizabeth.
How is it possible that everytime something weird happens and you suggest a headline, it happens”
John looked at her, grinning “are you saying Im the spy?”
“im saying it’s odd.
What better source than one of us, don’t you think?” and it sure as hell wasn’t her.
And unless someones’s bugged my office- and I checked- there’s no one else”
Rodney was still pissed at having to check for bugs in her office ‘ a waste of time’ he said ‘ I could be working right now’
“and why would I do that?” He wanted to laugh
“saying you’re with me, helps you with your stalkers, it helps your reputation, it’s fun, I don’t know.
And besides, you don’t seem all that upset with the paper”
He almost seemed to enjoyed it. Going to her office totally wet, undressing, the whole deal.
“wouldn’t you like to know if it was me?”
“is that a confession?”
Elizabeth wanted him to say it, and maybe she’d go easy on him
you know me, liz, when have I confessed anything?”
“john, you are so dead”
John had do it. But the paper didn’t know who it was.
He sent them an anonymous email with the headline.
Nothing more.
He wasn’t sure why he’d done it. Just seemed fun.
The next day, on the front page of the Langford Daily, there was a photo on Dr.John Sheppard, wet and shirtless, standing on the middle of Dr.Weir’s office.
“Here they go again” said the paper.
“Dr. Sheppard has had a terrible luck this week, getting completely soaked 3 times and being forced to go to Dr.Weir’s office to change.
She haid she had “enjoyed the view” and everyone else should too.
John went to Elizabeth office to talk with her about this article in the late afternoon.
He found her totally soaked, water dripping on the floor and drying her hair with a towel in nothing but a red bra and a white tank top.
“Hey, John”
she called when she heard the door open
“there’s a note for you on my desk”
And there it was.
And envelope that said clearly
“for Dr.John Sheppard. From : friends in campus”
he opened it and read
“We thought you should enjoy the view too.
Ps: Don’t forget to take a photo”
it's the second part of my fic.
im not really sure if i'll write a 3rd part.
so, enjoy
It had been a few days and the rumour mill had calmed down a bit but the joke’s hadn’t stop.
John had been soaked 3 days in row and everytime he had ended on elizabeth’s office
Only now, he had his own change of clothes.
Elizabeth even managed to take a picture.
She had a crazy idea and wanted to prove it.
She was having lunch with Dr.Sheppard that day.
“ John, you know what I was thinking? “ time to set the plan in motion, thought Elizabeth.
How is it possible that everytime something weird happens and you suggest a headline, it happens”
John looked at her, grinning “are you saying Im the spy?”
“im saying it’s odd.
What better source than one of us, don’t you think?” and it sure as hell wasn’t her.
And unless someones’s bugged my office- and I checked- there’s no one else”
Rodney was still pissed at having to check for bugs in her office ‘ a waste of time’ he said ‘ I could be working right now’
“and why would I do that?” He wanted to laugh
“saying you’re with me, helps you with your stalkers, it helps your reputation, it’s fun, I don’t know.
And besides, you don’t seem all that upset with the paper”
He almost seemed to enjoyed it. Going to her office totally wet, undressing, the whole deal.
“wouldn’t you like to know if it was me?”
“is that a confession?”
Elizabeth wanted him to say it, and maybe she’d go easy on him
you know me, liz, when have I confessed anything?”
“john, you are so dead”
John had do it. But the paper didn’t know who it was.
He sent them an anonymous email with the headline.
Nothing more.
He wasn’t sure why he’d done it. Just seemed fun.
The next day, on the front page of the Langford Daily, there was a photo on Dr.John Sheppard, wet and shirtless, standing on the middle of Dr.Weir’s office.
“Here they go again” said the paper.
“Dr. Sheppard has had a terrible luck this week, getting completely soaked 3 times and being forced to go to Dr.Weir’s office to change.
She haid she had “enjoyed the view” and everyone else should too.
John went to Elizabeth office to talk with her about this article in the late afternoon.
He found her totally soaked, water dripping on the floor and drying her hair with a towel in nothing but a red bra and a white tank top.
“Hey, John”
she called when she heard the door open
“there’s a note for you on my desk”
And there it was.
And envelope that said clearly
“for Dr.John Sheppard. From : friends in campus”
he opened it and read
“We thought you should enjoy the view too.
Ps: Don’t forget to take a photo”