Author's Note: Another little Jen/Ronon ship... As you know I like the whole white knight rescuing the maiden theme, but this time, it's Jen who has to do the rescuing. Some of the earlier chapters are really short - but it picks up speed and suspense as it goes. :P I also need to REALLY, really, give props to KeiraMarcos for her story "In the Dark". She had a great idea about a broken radio and I borrowed it, modified it, and made it a major plot point. So a huge thanks Keira! I hope you don't mind. It's a great idea, I just took the seed and ran with it!
So without further blithering, here's the story! Hope you enjoy!
ONE
Jen's stomach climbed into her throat as she cowered in the bushes, straining to make herself as small and silent as possible. Her heart beat so loudly against her ribs she was sure they'd hear her. Flattening her body against the muddy ground, she gaped wide-eyed through a crack in the branches as the soldiers dragged Ronon away. He'd known they were coming and had forced her down behind the deadfall before they'd appeared out of the trees.
He wasn't fighting.
Instead he was letting them take him away.
Taking them away from her.
Under threat of a dozen muskets, they'd ordered him to drop his gun. Which he'd done, adding the twist of tossing it deep into the trees.
Jen knew he'd done it partly to keep them from gaining an obviously superior weapon, and partly so he could leave it behind for her.
It had earned him the wooden end of a rifle slammed up against his head.
She'd almost cried out. Almost revealed herself.
Fight back she screamed in her head, listening to a soldier's laugh of victory as he bound Ronon's hands behind his back.
Wait for Sheppard. He'd ordered.
Damn him.
She knew they were taking him to die.
It was all her fault.