TITLE: Filling
the empty hours
AUTHOR: Me, dragontamerno3, Steffy
RATING:
PG
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
PAIRING: John/Wraith Queen... or
is it?
TIMELINE: Allies
WORD COUNT: 207
DISCLAIMER: Not
mine. Wish it was, but I can't claim it. Hell, I can't even think who
owns it right now.. Someone will remind me later.
I sighed to myself as it was announced that the gas thing was going to take hours and then I groaned to myself when I was instructed to take care of the Queen… whatever her name is. I watched from my chair as she paced a bit, then sat down and paced a little more. I took in her appearance, trying not to make it look like I was suspicious, because she was paranoid as is. Or was I the one that was paranoid? That doesn't matter. I slowly took in her disturbingly nice look and shivered at the thought. "Is something the matter?" The Queen asked.
"Nope. Just want this to be over with, ya know?" I answered.
"According to your doctors it could take a very long time." She replied and took a seat right next to me.
"Yup."
"That leaves many empty hours." She continued.
"Yup."
"Many things can happen…" She gave me the weirdest smirk, almost like she was hitting on me.
"Yup."
"So what would you suggest we do to fill those long, lonely hours?" Her smirk grew wider, now it was kinda hungry. Creepy.
"Well, I have an idea." I smiled at her.
"Yes?" She sat up straight.
"Lets play poker."