Title: Battle of Wills
Author: YappiChick
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.
Author's notes: Thsi is my expanded response to MrsB's "heated argument" challenge over at GW.
Teyla couldn't remember the last time she had ever felt so insulted. Looking at Sheppard, her anger flared again. How dare he stand there, smiling that arrogant smile. Finally, she had enough. She had to say something. Calmly, she said, "I can not believe you think this is true."
He smirked, knowing he was right. "Of course it is. Even McKay's told me so," he shot back.
Teyla shook her head. There was no way she could possibly believe him. "I disagree. Perhaps it is because you are his friend he told you that. But, Colonel, believe me when I say that you are wrong."
Sheppard couldn't believe his ears. How could she look at him and seriously think he wasn't right? Maybe Beckett should check her eyesight, he thought. "Listen, don't get all defensive just because you aren't right. If it makes you feel any better, I'd say you come in a close second," he paused. "Well, maybe third. Ronan is serious competition."
Seeing that the conversation wasn't productive, Teyla took a step back. "Then perhaps it is best that we stop this discussion."
Sheppard invaded her personal space. He leaned close to her face. "Not until you admit it."
Teyla shook her head. "I am afraid I can not, Colonel. My people find lying to be a despicable act," she said.
He rolled his eyes. Sometimes she could be so feisty, he thought. "It's not lying when it's true."
Of all the stubborn people she had met in her life, Sheppard had to be one of the worst, she decided. "Colonel," she started, "I do not thin--"
This had gone on long enough. "Teyla, just stop. I'm right and you're wrong. Do you want me to get Elizabeth involved?" he asked, knowing her response.
Teyla's eyes widened. How dare he threaten her? However, there was no way she would allow for her friend to get dragged into this mess. Besides, she had a feeling Elizabeth would agree with John. "No!"
Sheppard nodded. Finally, progress, he thought. "Then say it."
Teyla mumbled, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing her concede her point.
Sheppard broke out into a smile. "What was that? I couldn't hear you."
Teyla met his gaze, fire burning in her eyes. "I said 'You have the best hair on Atlantis.' Happy?"
Sheppard ran his hand through his hair. "You bet."