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The first time John admits to being able to hear Atlantis’ voice is the first time he wakes up in EJ’s room and finds her standing in the shower, having a one-sided conversation with thin air as she washes her long hair. They’ve only been dating, though both of them are loathe to use that term, for a couple months and it’s the first time they’ve spent an entire night together. Their relationship is still new and developing, both of them still learning each other, so he hesitates a moment before clearing his throat and asking, “Emma, who are you talking to?”
EJ startles only slightly before she answers, “Atlantis.”
John is stunned and a little bit jealous because at this point, he assumed that Atlantis spoke only to him. So, of course, the only response he can give is, “You can hear her too?” as he strips off his underwear and joins EJ in the shower. EJ smiles indulgently at him, shakes her head, and says, “Don’t worry, John, you’re still her favorite,” as she pulls his naked body close to hers. John feels Atlantis’ heartfelt agreement and warm affection in the back of his mind before her consciousness moves away to give them privacy as John dips his head to kiss EJ’s smile.