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OK I'm looking for opinions :P Should this be longer, should it stay the same or should anything be changed?? I like it but something's just not sitting well...(oh and I need a better title :P)
Sarah looked up from her position behind the counter. The store had been pretty empty all day, the weather outside was pouring with rain and it seemed to have scared people off. The two people entering didn’t seemed too fussed by the rain, in fact they were laughing about something or other.
The guy, quite good looking, messy brown hair and a cheeky smile was absolutely soaked, the woman, thing with brown curly hair had been clever enough to wear a jacket with a hood on it.
“I’m not use to this weather anymore,” the guy said. “It’s kind of fun to be in the rain.”
“You want to go out and jump in some puddles?” the woman grinned lopsidedly then turned to Sarah. “Is there anywhere I can hang my jacket for a few minutes?”
“I’ll take it,” Sarah replied.
She watched as the woman unzipped her jacket and the guy slipped it off her shoulders for her, handing it to Sarah.
“Thanks,” the woman said.
“OK lets find something for Teyla,” the man said, looking around the store. “OK…you find something for Teyla…”
“Why is that my job?” the woman asked, still smiling.
“Because…it is…” the man picked up a white t-shirt from the pile in front of him and held it up.
“No, John,” the woman said, taking it off him, folding it and putting it back down perfectly. “White isn’t practical.”
Sarah smiled slightly, glancing at their fingers subconsciously looking for wedding rings. She noted there wasn’t even an engagement ring to be seen.
“My point exactly…” the man, John, said picking up another shirt. “Hey you’d look nice in this.”
He held the fluro yellow t-shirt up to the woman and she glared at him.
“John…we’re shopping for Teyla…”
“But it’d still look good on you,” he grinned.
“It’s fluro yellow,” she stated.
“You’re no fun,” he put the t-shirt back down messily and they moved onto the wall.
Sarah walked over and picked up the shirt, folding it nicely and putting it back on top of the pile. “So you’re shopping for a daughter?”
The woman smiled in amusement but John froze in his spot.
“Oh we’re not…no…not a daughter, a friend,” John said instantly.
The woman smiled. “We just work together.”
Could’ve fooled me, Sarah thought. “Oh sorry I just assumed…”
“It’s OK,” the woman said.
“Did you need help with anything?” Sarah asked.
“Actually we just wanted an excuse to go shopping, we both live down in Antarctica and don’t get a chance to do much of it…we’re just in Colorado Springs for a couple of weeks and figured we’d come up to Denver for the weekend, do some shopping…we left two of our co-workers down the street in the computer store,” John explained.
“Antarctica? That’s different. What do you guys do down there?”
They glanced at each other before John turned back to Sarah. “Scientific research station.”
Scientists? They didn’t really look much like scientists. Obviously her confusion was apparent because John smiled at her.
“I fly helicopters and she’s the base leader,” he explained. “The scientists are down the road poking holes in ancient technology…”
The woman made a noise that vaguely resembled a snort and John glanced at her, they both smiled. Sarah figured there must be some kind of joke she wasn’t a part of in that sentence…
“We’re just happy to have a look around,” the woman said.
“OK, let me know if you need anything,” Sarah said, returning to her position behind the counter, but instead of flicking through the magazine she had been looking at all day she continued to watch them, somehow fascinated by this couple that swore they weren’t a couple.
“Elizabeth,” John called and the woman walked over to him as he held out a black tank top. “What do you think of this?”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “For me?”
“For Teyla!” John rolled his eyes. “Although now you mention it…”
She hit him playfully on the arm and turned around. Something on the other side of the store seemed to grab her attention and she walked over to it, picking a black jacket out from the rack.
“Now that would suit you,” John said, coming up behind her.
She smiled slightly to herself, for someone who was just a co-worker she seemed incredibly comfortable with the man standing so close behind her.
“Pity I don’t have a need for it,” she moved to put it back on the shelf but John grabbed it from her.
“Try it on,” he said.
Elizabeth looked at him dubiously. “When would I have a need for a jacket like that?”
“Well you’re the boss you could wear it whenever you wanted,” John said, taking it off the hanger and handing it to her. “Try it on.”
“It’s a waste of money,” she said, eyeing the price tag.
“Elizabeth, what else are you going to spend your money on?”
“Things,” she replied, taking the jacket from him and staring at it.
“Things like what?”
“Dog food,” she replied, not moving her eyes from the jacket.
“You have a dog?” John seemed surprised.
As if she hadn’t even though about the fact he didn’t know she had a dog she looked at him in surprise.
“Sort of…she lives with someone else now,” she muttered, her mood suddenly switching.
John frowned and touched her lightly on the shoulder. “You OK?”
She didn’t answer, refusing to look at him directly. “I’m going to try the jacket on,” she said eventually, looking up at Sarah.
“Go ahead, there’s a mirror on your right…” Sarah replied, still completely intrigued by the relationship between these two.
Elizabeth walked over to the mirror and slipped the jacket on. It fit perfectly. She zipped it up and looked at it for a few moments.
“See, perfect,” John said, digging through a bin full of hats next to him.
He picked up a light blue one and walked back over to Elizabeth, placing it on her head and smiling as he stood behind her.
“Funny,” she said, pulling the hat off.
“What?” John shrugged as he took the hat back from her. “I thought it was cute.”
“Cute? Great John, just what I need…to be cute,” she replied.
“You never know, it could help with your wonderful leadership skills,” John threw the hat back into the bin and continued searching through them for something else.
She glared at him then looked back at the mirror. “Good to know you have such confidence in my leadership…”
“I just said it could help…at least take the jacket,” he looked up at her. “Seriously you look…great…”
She looked back at him and Sarah noted the genuine smile that passed between them. She wondered for a moment if it was wrong to want to know what was going to happen with these two next. If they weren’t already or didn’t get together at some point in the near future she would be surprised.
“Thanks,” she said, still smiling. “But I really don’t know…it just seems like so much money to spend on a jacket I’ll never get the chance to wear.”
“I’ll make sure you get a chance to wear it…” John said. “Look I’ll buy it for you…I don’t have a dog to buy food for…unless of course you include Rodney…”
Elizabeth smiled and slipped the jacket off. “You know what? Next time we’re back here I’ll come back and see if it’s still here…if it is I’m meant to have it…”
“That could be years away…” John said.
She put it back on the hanger and hung it back on the shelf. “John…we’re shopping for Teyla not me…”
Just then two more men walked through the door.
“All I’m saying is its inefficient, how would you feel coming back here and having to work in…” one of the men was saying.
“Rodney…maybe you should save the whining for private,” the other man cut him off, and Sarah straight away picked his Scottish accent.
“Private?” John asked, smiling at them. “Sounds interesting…”
The Scottish man glared at him. “You know what I mean.”
“Sure he does, because Sheppard is a mind reader,” Rodney muttered.
“Would someone please make Elizabeth buy that jacket,” John nodded to the jacket Elizabeth had placed back on the shelf.
Sarah noted the instant change in the interactions between John and Elizabeth at the entrance of these other men. They were standing further apart and the casual flirting had instantly stopped. John’s tone of voice had even changed.
Elizabeth folded her arms across her chest. “Would someone please remind John that we’re shopping for Teyla not me…”
“OK lets go before you two get into any arguments over who we’re shopping for,” Rodney muttered, turning around and walking out of the store.
Elizabeth walked over to the counter and took her raincoat back from where Sarah had hung it up.
“Thank you,” Elizabeth said.
“You’re welcome, enjoy your trip back to Antarctica,” Sarah smiled at her.
“Thanks,” Elizabeth smiled and then they were gone.
It was three hours later that John wandered back into the store, walking straight over and grabbing the jacket off the shelf. Sarah smiled, instantly knowing what he was up to.
He turned to her, holding the jacket up. “You got any pants to match this?”
“Black?” Sarah asked, glancing at the clock.
Technically the store was closed in two minutes, but she wanted to help this guy, she liked him.
“Yeah, in whatever size she is…” John said.
Sarah grabbed a pair of black pants off the shelf and handed them to him. “How about these?”
“Perfect,” he said.
Sarah brought it all over to the counter and scanned it into the computer. She opened her mouth to tell him the price but he shook his head, handing her his credit card.
“I don’t want to know,” he said.
“Then don’t look at the receipt,” she smiled as she handed it to him to sign.
“Ouch,” he mumbled, signing it and handing it back. “Don’t worry bout the receipt…”
“What if she wants to bring it back or exchange it?” Sarah asked automatically.
“She won’t be able to she’ll be further away than you could possibly imagine,” John smiled as he took the bag from her. “Thanks.”
“I hope she likes it,” Sarah replied.
“She will. Not that she’ll find out I’ve bought this until her birthday, it’ll be months before she can murder me for doing this,” John grinned. “OK I gotta run before they notice I’m missing.”
“Bye,” Sarah said.
John waved as he ran out the door back into the rain.
Sarah looked up from her position behind the counter. The store had been pretty empty all day, the weather outside was pouring with rain and it seemed to have scared people off. The two people entering didn’t seemed too fussed by the rain, in fact they were laughing about something or other.
The guy, quite good looking, messy brown hair and a cheeky smile was absolutely soaked, the woman, thing with brown curly hair had been clever enough to wear a jacket with a hood on it.
“I’m not use to this weather anymore,” the guy said. “It’s kind of fun to be in the rain.”
“You want to go out and jump in some puddles?” the woman grinned lopsidedly then turned to Sarah. “Is there anywhere I can hang my jacket for a few minutes?”
“I’ll take it,” Sarah replied.
She watched as the woman unzipped her jacket and the guy slipped it off her shoulders for her, handing it to Sarah.
“Thanks,” the woman said.
“OK lets find something for Teyla,” the man said, looking around the store. “OK…you find something for Teyla…”
“Why is that my job?” the woman asked, still smiling.
“Because…it is…” the man picked up a white t-shirt from the pile in front of him and held it up.
“No, John,” the woman said, taking it off him, folding it and putting it back down perfectly. “White isn’t practical.”
Sarah smiled slightly, glancing at their fingers subconsciously looking for wedding rings. She noted there wasn’t even an engagement ring to be seen.
“My point exactly…” the man, John, said picking up another shirt. “Hey you’d look nice in this.”
He held the fluro yellow t-shirt up to the woman and she glared at him.
“John…we’re shopping for Teyla…”
“But it’d still look good on you,” he grinned.
“It’s fluro yellow,” she stated.
“You’re no fun,” he put the t-shirt back down messily and they moved onto the wall.
Sarah walked over and picked up the shirt, folding it nicely and putting it back on top of the pile. “So you’re shopping for a daughter?”
The woman smiled in amusement but John froze in his spot.
“Oh we’re not…no…not a daughter, a friend,” John said instantly.
The woman smiled. “We just work together.”
Could’ve fooled me, Sarah thought. “Oh sorry I just assumed…”
“It’s OK,” the woman said.
“Did you need help with anything?” Sarah asked.
“Actually we just wanted an excuse to go shopping, we both live down in Antarctica and don’t get a chance to do much of it…we’re just in Colorado Springs for a couple of weeks and figured we’d come up to Denver for the weekend, do some shopping…we left two of our co-workers down the street in the computer store,” John explained.
“Antarctica? That’s different. What do you guys do down there?”
They glanced at each other before John turned back to Sarah. “Scientific research station.”
Scientists? They didn’t really look much like scientists. Obviously her confusion was apparent because John smiled at her.
“I fly helicopters and she’s the base leader,” he explained. “The scientists are down the road poking holes in ancient technology…”
The woman made a noise that vaguely resembled a snort and John glanced at her, they both smiled. Sarah figured there must be some kind of joke she wasn’t a part of in that sentence…
“We’re just happy to have a look around,” the woman said.
“OK, let me know if you need anything,” Sarah said, returning to her position behind the counter, but instead of flicking through the magazine she had been looking at all day she continued to watch them, somehow fascinated by this couple that swore they weren’t a couple.
“Elizabeth,” John called and the woman walked over to him as he held out a black tank top. “What do you think of this?”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “For me?”
“For Teyla!” John rolled his eyes. “Although now you mention it…”
She hit him playfully on the arm and turned around. Something on the other side of the store seemed to grab her attention and she walked over to it, picking a black jacket out from the rack.
“Now that would suit you,” John said, coming up behind her.
She smiled slightly to herself, for someone who was just a co-worker she seemed incredibly comfortable with the man standing so close behind her.
“Pity I don’t have a need for it,” she moved to put it back on the shelf but John grabbed it from her.
“Try it on,” he said.
Elizabeth looked at him dubiously. “When would I have a need for a jacket like that?”
“Well you’re the boss you could wear it whenever you wanted,” John said, taking it off the hanger and handing it to her. “Try it on.”
“It’s a waste of money,” she said, eyeing the price tag.
“Elizabeth, what else are you going to spend your money on?”
“Things,” she replied, taking the jacket from him and staring at it.
“Things like what?”
“Dog food,” she replied, not moving her eyes from the jacket.
“You have a dog?” John seemed surprised.
As if she hadn’t even though about the fact he didn’t know she had a dog she looked at him in surprise.
“Sort of…she lives with someone else now,” she muttered, her mood suddenly switching.
John frowned and touched her lightly on the shoulder. “You OK?”
She didn’t answer, refusing to look at him directly. “I’m going to try the jacket on,” she said eventually, looking up at Sarah.
“Go ahead, there’s a mirror on your right…” Sarah replied, still completely intrigued by the relationship between these two.
Elizabeth walked over to the mirror and slipped the jacket on. It fit perfectly. She zipped it up and looked at it for a few moments.
“See, perfect,” John said, digging through a bin full of hats next to him.
He picked up a light blue one and walked back over to Elizabeth, placing it on her head and smiling as he stood behind her.
“Funny,” she said, pulling the hat off.
“What?” John shrugged as he took the hat back from her. “I thought it was cute.”
“Cute? Great John, just what I need…to be cute,” she replied.
“You never know, it could help with your wonderful leadership skills,” John threw the hat back into the bin and continued searching through them for something else.
She glared at him then looked back at the mirror. “Good to know you have such confidence in my leadership…”
“I just said it could help…at least take the jacket,” he looked up at her. “Seriously you look…great…”
She looked back at him and Sarah noted the genuine smile that passed between them. She wondered for a moment if it was wrong to want to know what was going to happen with these two next. If they weren’t already or didn’t get together at some point in the near future she would be surprised.
“Thanks,” she said, still smiling. “But I really don’t know…it just seems like so much money to spend on a jacket I’ll never get the chance to wear.”
“I’ll make sure you get a chance to wear it…” John said. “Look I’ll buy it for you…I don’t have a dog to buy food for…unless of course you include Rodney…”
Elizabeth smiled and slipped the jacket off. “You know what? Next time we’re back here I’ll come back and see if it’s still here…if it is I’m meant to have it…”
“That could be years away…” John said.
She put it back on the hanger and hung it back on the shelf. “John…we’re shopping for Teyla not me…”
Just then two more men walked through the door.
“All I’m saying is its inefficient, how would you feel coming back here and having to work in…” one of the men was saying.
“Rodney…maybe you should save the whining for private,” the other man cut him off, and Sarah straight away picked his Scottish accent.
“Private?” John asked, smiling at them. “Sounds interesting…”
The Scottish man glared at him. “You know what I mean.”
“Sure he does, because Sheppard is a mind reader,” Rodney muttered.
“Would someone please make Elizabeth buy that jacket,” John nodded to the jacket Elizabeth had placed back on the shelf.
Sarah noted the instant change in the interactions between John and Elizabeth at the entrance of these other men. They were standing further apart and the casual flirting had instantly stopped. John’s tone of voice had even changed.
Elizabeth folded her arms across her chest. “Would someone please remind John that we’re shopping for Teyla not me…”
“OK lets go before you two get into any arguments over who we’re shopping for,” Rodney muttered, turning around and walking out of the store.
Elizabeth walked over to the counter and took her raincoat back from where Sarah had hung it up.
“Thank you,” Elizabeth said.
“You’re welcome, enjoy your trip back to Antarctica,” Sarah smiled at her.
“Thanks,” Elizabeth smiled and then they were gone.
It was three hours later that John wandered back into the store, walking straight over and grabbing the jacket off the shelf. Sarah smiled, instantly knowing what he was up to.
He turned to her, holding the jacket up. “You got any pants to match this?”
“Black?” Sarah asked, glancing at the clock.
Technically the store was closed in two minutes, but she wanted to help this guy, she liked him.
“Yeah, in whatever size she is…” John said.
Sarah grabbed a pair of black pants off the shelf and handed them to him. “How about these?”
“Perfect,” he said.
Sarah brought it all over to the counter and scanned it into the computer. She opened her mouth to tell him the price but he shook his head, handing her his credit card.
“I don’t want to know,” he said.
“Then don’t look at the receipt,” she smiled as she handed it to him to sign.
“Ouch,” he mumbled, signing it and handing it back. “Don’t worry bout the receipt…”
“What if she wants to bring it back or exchange it?” Sarah asked automatically.
“She won’t be able to she’ll be further away than you could possibly imagine,” John smiled as he took the bag from her. “Thanks.”
“I hope she likes it,” Sarah replied.
“She will. Not that she’ll find out I’ve bought this until her birthday, it’ll be months before she can murder me for doing this,” John grinned. “OK I gotta run before they notice I’m missing.”
“Bye,” Sarah said.
John waved as he ran out the door back into the rain.