A/N: Thank you for the reviews. Here is another attempt to just let the characters take me where they want to go. For those waiting RoryFaller has not tagged this yet. Strong T rating for some of this chapter.

Rodney felt someone move beside him and for a second he panicked as his eyes flew open. The dim light of the room revealed a figure sitting on the opposite side of the bed. His brows furrowed and then he remembered what happened all night. A grin broke over his face and he leaned across the bed to wrap his arms around her waist.

Jennifer squeaked as she was tugged back onto the bed next to her boyfriend.

"Where do you think you're going?" Rodney growled as his lips nibbled on her neck. His desire for her came back as strong as last night when they'd made love for the first time. "It's not even 5 AM."

"G-guards," she muttered as her body melted against Rodney's, betraying her resolve.

"What about them?" He continued to nip and kiss his way across her naked shoulder. "They obviously didn't hear us last night."

Jennifer felt him chuckle against her as his masterful mouth began once again to worship the skin beneath it. His hands moved over paths that were just becoming familiar to him as she fought for rational thought. "Guard changes at 5am. I'll leave… oh… before next one… ah… and… then you leave after…"

Rodney's hands were playing over her body like she was a priceless grand piano. Each sigh and sound was music to his ears. He just had to hear the greatest sound he ever produced again before the day began.

John drank his second coffee of the morning. He'd barely slept last night after being awoken by a sound he knew well. Unfortunately it was one he hadn't produced from a woman in quite some time.

Major Lorne joined him and looked as disturbed and exhausted as he did. "By the look on your face I see you heard last night's activities? I think we had the rooms on either side."

"They were off duty, so I'm not going to toss them. I think some discipline and separation might do the trick," John stated, seeing Lorne nod in agreement.

"It's gotta be Sergeants Mehra and Carter. I can't see Dusty with any other guy since Carter's made it clear he's got the hots for her," the Major said. "I'll confront them when we get back to Atlantis. No use embarrassing them further."

"I'm not sure they'd consider it embarrassing." John laughed.

Jennifer walked in as John and the Major were chuckling. "Good morning," she said unable to keep a smile off her face as she grabbed the thermos from the table and a cup. The physician knew Rodney was a man of many talents and that his vast intellect held more information than she could process. But what he knows about a woman's body... Even several hours later she couldn't come up with the words to describe the most mind-blowing experience of her life.

"You're well rested Doc. You must not have had a room near the stairs." John pushed the seat next to him out with a foot and smiled.

"What?" Jennifer stopped in her tracks as she started to pour the coffee.

"Let's just say a couple of my soldiers were… not sure how to put this delicately…" John glanced at Lorne.

"Getting to know one another," Lorne offered, avoiding Jennifer's eyes. It was obvious he was uncomfortable talking about this with her.

Jennifer couldn't prevent her body from reacting. She set the cup down, felt her face flame up and quickly turned to hurry to the stairs. I'm going to kill him!

"No way!" John nearly shouted after he watched Doctor Keller turn scarlet and leave.

"None of our guys will lay a finger on her," Lorne added. "She's one-hundred percent untouchable."

"When did Ronon get back?" John added. He felt his chest tighten as he knew what that would mean for his team dynamic.

The Major's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he looked over John's shoulder. "No way. I must be having a nightmare."

"Sorry if you're interested, but Ronon's got a crush on the doctor. I just can't believe he'd sleep with her off-world and in a room next to mine." John shook his head as a conversation he'd had once with the Satedan came to mind. I guess he's ready for a woman now.

"It's not Ronon, sir," Lorne said, still looking stunned.

"Is it one of ours?" John knew what that meant. Master Gunny Richards was probably going to kill someone.

"One of yours," Evan said, shaking his head to clear his vision. "I think I'm going to shoot myself because this universe is really not fair."

"What are you babbling on about? I might as well go rouse McKay for pointless chatter."

"Oh, he's up, sir. And getting an earful." Lorne nodded.

John turned and his own mouth dropped. "I… He… No, he could barely talk to her if I didn't prod him along."

"Some prodding, sir."

The stunned men watched Jennifer pin Rodney to the wall with her finger stabbing him in the chest and her other hand clenching and unclenching.

John and Evan saw Rodney place his hands gently on her shoulders and flinch after her hands seemed to slap his chest to push him back. McKay pulled her into his arms and whispered something in her ear before he looked up and saw two sets of eyes staring at them.

His eyes narrowed and a scowl passed over his face. The physicist moved one arm around Jennifer's shoulders and pushed her down the corridor out of their line of sight.

"McKay and Keller?" Lorne questioned as John only shook his head.

"After the racket they made last night we sure can't say it's the quiet ones."

The End

A/N: Sergeant Carter is an OC, who was actually mentioned in Rising P1, but I've developed him in other stories. I reference a conversation from Sunday between John and Ronon.

Thanks for following this. I might do some other stories at a later date, but this is the last chapter of this little ficlet. I hope you enjoyed.