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A/N Nerwen Aldarion: This fic has a story behind it, before I wrote Atlantis fics I wrote Star Wars fics and one of the fics I came up with but never wrote was one called All is Fair in Love and War, it was a cute funny fic that was close to my heart because it was all about mistakes and miscomunication well I loved it so much my sister and I decided to convert to an Atlantis fic and like a sign that it was meant to be I heard a song called Far Away by Nickelback that seemed to have been written for this fic. I challenge you to either listen to or find the lyrics to this song and I gurantee you will see what I see when you hear it; this story.

A/N Tinuviel Undomiel: My sister has been bugging me and bugging me to write this fic and FINALLY I was able to get somewhere with the Shwier portion of this fic, hopefully you'll all enjoy it I know we do.

All is Fair in Love and War

Prologue: Far Away

I love you

I have loved you all along

And I miss you

Been far away for far too long

I keep dreaming you'll be with me and you'll never go

Stop breathing if I don't see you any more

Far Away: Nickelback

The galaxy is a busy place, ships zooming by, stars collapsing unto themselves and the ever present between the Traterans and the Rumarans. But there were moments when it seemed to stand still and these were the moments Teyla Emmagen cherished.

She was curled up on the windowsill her knees to her chest and her head resting on her knees. Wearing only a white robe she stared out the window as the first streaks of dawn appeared. She smiled at the rising sun and the world which was just beginning to awaken. Life was far from perfect but at this moment you could disregard that fact and almost believe in the childish dreams you long to come true.

Teyla heard the shifting of the bed and knew someone else had awakened a long with the rest of the world. She softly walked over to the bed and lay back down cuddling up to Ronon Dex.

"Wake up," she whispered in his ear as she gently kissed his temple.

Ronon smiled and laughed, "Are you trying to kill me?"

She shook her head, "I'm just making sure you fulfill your promise." She kissed him long and tenderly on the lips then began a trail of kisses on his jaw.

"What promise?" He asked and groaned a little as she began to kiss his chest.

"Last night," She explained, "you said you were going to make love to me all night long when in fact you made love to me once and promptly fell asleep."

He laughed and turned her on her back and rolled on top of her, "Far be it from me to go back on a promise."

The reasons for Ronon's promise had been simple, he had returned from a mission that had taken longer than expected. It still astounded him how much he could miss her after only a few days it amazed him even more how quickly he fell in love with her. After being together for over a year he hadn't tired of her and by now he knew that he never would.

They didn't leave the bedroom until the afternoon rolled in. "I've got that meeting with O'Neill," Ronon reminded her as he grabbed a bite to eat from the fridge.

"Don't forget to unpack," She told him. He made a face and she laughed, "I'm serious I've got things to do today."

"What things?" He asked as he grabbed her playfully.

"Shopping things," She explained and he walked away.

"Okay I'll go before you say I have to go with you."

Mission debriefings were usually simple, there were the few when an operative did something wrong at which point O'Neill chews said operatives heads out. But none could be as important as this one.

Ronon knew that the information he'd obtained on the mission could potentially be vitally important to the Traterans. This could be proof that the last Altera still existed, but that was it, a possibility. That was why he hadn't told Teyla, there was no need to raise hopes over a possible dead end.

"The information you found has been decoded," Jack O'Neill began, "You were right it does mention the last Altera." He let that sink in before he continued, "The information is several months old but it does specify where he was at the time and that the Rumarans are after him."

Ronon nodded, "What do we do?"

"Keep an eye out for him."

He blinked, "That's it? He's the last Altera we have to find him."

"We don't have his current position, a name, a description; I'm not going to waste man power on this."

"It wouldn't be wasting anything; this is the edge we've been needing in the war."

"The galaxy is huge; the odds of us finding him with what we have…it would be like looking for a needle in a very large haystack." Jack sighed, "Even if you did find him it could take years."

"I'm willing to do it."

"I'm not willing to let you, you're the best damn operative we've got and I can't afford to have you running across the galaxy on a fool's errand," Jack told him sternly, "put it to rest Dex, that's an order"

Teyla stared at the test in her hand, the bright color standing out. At first it was the chilling fear that swept her followed by the stronger emotion of joy.

She heard the door to the apartment open, quickly shoving the test in the drawer; she whirled around to see Ronon storming through the doorway.

"What's wrong?" She asked drawing from past experiences to calm him down as quickly as possible before he started breaking things.

"O'Neill isn't willing to take risks." Ronon growled, "It may cost us the war."

Teyla held up her hand to stop him, "What risks are you talking about?"

"I found information about the last Altera."

Teyla was stunned, "The last Altera? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wasn't sure until the information I found was decoded."

She shook her head, "I don't understand."

"The information is old," He explained, "We don't know where exactly he is or anything."

"And you want to find him." She finished.

"Yes."

"But Ronon with as little information as you have…" Teyla began to realize what was going on, "You want to go! On a mission that could take years!"

"Teyla we are talking about the last Altera, this could turn the tide of the war."

"But you have no information you would be searching for years, anywhere and everywhere, you would be throwing your life away," she continued lowering her voice to almost a whisper, "You'd be throwing me away."

"If I don't do this I'd be throwing the war away."

"There are some things more important than the war!"

"Like what?!"

The words hung in the air that now seemed frigid with anger.

Teyla stared at him caught between wanting to slap him and telling him just what he would throw away. Instead pain filled her eyes, "I can't believe you said that."

"I'm thinking about more than just us," Ronon explained, "I'm thinking about everyone." He started towards the door, "I just…I need to think about what to do."

He about ran into Elizabeth Weir as she walked in through the door. One look at the occupants and she could tell something was wrong.

"What happened?" She asked once Ronon left the apartment.

Teyla shook her head, "He found some information about the last Altera."

"I heard about that." Elizabeth had studied the Altera for as long as Teyla knew her, any information about the last Altera that existed she was sure to know it

"…well he wants to go after him." Teyla explained.

Elizabeth was confused, "But there is barely any information about him."

"I know but he's willing to go after him on a mission that could take years!" Teyla sighed, "He's angry because I don't think he should go…I don't want him to do any thing he'll regret or…leave anything behind."

Elizabeth knew that Teyla was talking about more than just herself, "What are you talking about?"

Teyla reached behind her and opened the drawer pulling out the test. Elizabeth's eyes widened, "Is that a…?"

"Yes."

"This means that you might be…"

"Yes."

"Oh my gosh you're pregnant!" She exclaimed pulling Teyla into a hug, "How? When?"

"You know how and I don't know when," Teyla told her, "And I'm not even completely sure but I have all the symptoms."

"Well we have to find out," She grabbed Teyla's hand, "let's go to the infirmary."

They met Laura in the infirmary; she was busy drooling over Carson. Lorne and Rodney had a running bet as to when Carson would ask her out.

Once Teyla and Elizabeth explained their reason for their visit Laura stopped drooling and started shrieking, "Oh my god you're pregnant!"

"Alls I took was a test, I'm not sure."

"You can check right?" Laura asked Carson.

"Aye but it will take a little while lass," He explained.

"I'll wait," Teyla said, "I'm a little anxious."

An hour and a half later she was still anxious but now so were Laura and Elizabeth. "How long can it take to get a yes or a no?" Laura asked to no one in particular.

"I'm here," Carson announced bearing the results. All three girls crowded around him, he smiled at Teyla, "Congratulations."

With that it was a chorus of screams and hugs as everyone spoke at once. What was she going to get the baby? Did she want a boy or a girl? Did she have any names? Was Ronon going to propose? And how would she tell him?

That question had Teyla stumped which made Laura go into a tizzy as she spouted idea after idea, each one became more and more elaborate.

When they reached the apartment door Elizabeth said the one sensible thing, "Why don't you just sit him down and tell him?"

"That sounds reasonable," Teyla agreed, "and I shall as soon as I can speak to him…alone."

She walked into her apartment and she found it empty, "He must still be out," Teyla remarked a sinking feeling settled in her stomach. She looked at the counter and saw a note; she gasped when she read it and handed it to Elizabeth.

"Don't wait for me," Elizabeth read aloud.

Laura snatched it away, "Maybe it's not what you think, maybe he's meaning 'don't wait for me to eat dinner' or 'don't wait for me to go to bed'?"

Teyla wasn't listening; she was calling the hanger bay, "Is Ronon there?"

"He took his ship out half an hour ago, said something about a mission."

She nodded as a lump in her throat formed, with shaky fingers she dialed Jack's office, "Was Ronon sent on a mission?" She choked out.

"No," Jack said, "Why?"

"He's gone," She whispered and dropped the holophone as the tears fell.

Six months later

Teyla rushed down to the debriefing room as quickly as her pregnant belly would let her. She was seven months along and she had spent the last six of them in a haze, a confused and depressed haze, waiting for news on Ronon and now there was something.

She walked into the room to see Sam and Jack talking to Terrin Dalton a childhood friend of hers from her home world of Athos. When they saw her she saw the look in their eyes and the uncertainty about whether or not to tell her in her condition.

"I can take it," She told them, "What I can't take is not knowing anything."

Sam and Jack exchanged looks before Jack spoke, "You know Terrin," She nodded, "Well he was assigned to locate Ronon."

"Did he?"

Terrin stood up, "Yes I did, and I found him on Baldusha…at a bar." He hesitated before continuing, "He expressed great anger at the Traterans, particularly you General O'Neill and you Teyla. Needless to say I felt that he would not return willingly."

"I don't understand." Teyla said.

"He said that he was through with the war if the Traterans were unwilling to take risks, that he would find the last Altera on his own."

Teyla looked at him hopefully, "Did you tell him about the baby?"

Terrin sighed, "He said that nothing would make him return."

Teyla nodded and tears sparkled in her eyes, "I'll have to have him declared a traitor," Jack said softly.

"I understand," She whispered and quietly walked away with the realization that she was truly alone.

TBC

A/N: Awww so sad for Teyla, things get interesting when Ronon returns and the problems begin. Please Review