A/N: Another oneshot, or not. My computer has been defragging for over twenty four hours so this is written on my school laptop. I only write one shots on it since I have no clue when I'll be able to upload.

John was awake long into the night. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't sleep, or why he didn't feel tired. It was 0100 in the mourning. He was lying on his bed, wide awake. Something just didn't feel normal to him. It was almost surreal; something like a sixth sense.

He heard a gentle knocking on his door. He felt no need to pretend to be asleep so he stood up and walked over to it. He opened the door with his mind, feeling lazy. He wasn't shocked to see who it was.

Teyla was standing there alone, looking slightly bedraggled. Her hair was a mess, as if she'd been tossing and turning during her sleep. Her eyes held a thousand thoughts and emotions. He wasn't going to go into all that.

"Teyla?" He asked. "What are you doing here?"

She seemed uncomfortable. "I had another nightmare." She glanced at her feet. "You said I could come to you if I had any nightmares, no matter the time."

John shrugged his shoulders, gesturing for her to enter. "Yeah, I remember." He closed the door behind her.

She sat down on his bed, wrapping her arms around her torso. "It's cold." She murmured to herself.

John quickly closed the door to the balcony. He grinned. "I was hot, but then again I sleep in a little more than you do."

Teyla laughed at the joke, grateful for the humor.

He sat down next to her. "Do you want to talk about it?" He placed his arm around her shoulder in a friendly gesture of trust.

Teyla looked at him, fidgeting nervously with her hands. "I am alone in Atlantis. I check your room… you are not there. I check all the room, there's no one to be seen."

John listened intently, rubbing her shoulder with his hand to comfort her. "What happens then?"

"I find myself on a hive ship. I seem the faces of everyone…" Teyla stopped, unable to go on.

He pulled her into a hug. He rubbed her back gently. "It's okay, you don't have to continue."

For several minutes, he continued to hold her. He wasn't sure what she was feeling, but he did everything he could to comfort her. This was the side of Teyla that only he saw. Even then, he only saw it occasionally. This nightmare must've been worse than most.

To John, Teyla was more than a friend; she was more than someone he loved; she was some he would do anything for. He would do anything she asked of him. She was like a soul mate for him. Together, they made a whole. She would tell him things she had never even told her own people.

She withdrew from his arms, and then took a deep breath. "I watch as everyone I've ever cared about are fed upon."

John wasn't sure how to respond. To say anything would diminish the meaning of it. He looked down at his hands. He was suddenly very uncomfortable. "I'm not sure how to respond." He admitted. "To say anything……"

Teyla took his hand into hers. "All I can ask is that you be here for me."

John forced a nervous smile. "I think that's about all I can do. Want me to get some water?" He asked.

"Yes, thank you." Teyla replied.

He stood up and walked out of his quarters and down the hall. He used the transporter to take him to the cafeteria. He opened the door to the kitchen and grabbed two cups from the shelf. He filled them with water from the water tap. He then started back to his quarters.

He opened the door and couldn't help but smile. Teyla was lying down on his bed, fast asleep. He placed the cups on the nightstand and looked at her. She was sleeping so peacefully that he couldn't wake her. He pulled the covers over her and climbed into the other side of his bed.

"Good night Teyla." He said softly as he turned and fell asleep instantly, almost as if something had finally relaxed inside him.

XXX

He awoke to the sun streaming in through the balcony door's clear window. He carefully slid out of bed. He felt a bit odd with Teyla sleeping in his bed. That wasn't to say it wasn't a personal fantasy of his, he had many of those, but he kept them to himself. He cared for Teyla far more than that.

He took a drink from one of the cups of water he'd grabbed the night before. The water was slightly lukewarm, but nonetheless refreshing. He still didn't have the heart to disturb Teyla.

In the silence of the room, he could hear her gentle breathing. He could see by the expression on her face that she was sleeping better than she had in awhile. He wondered how long she'd been having nightmares; it had only been tonight that she had come to see him.

He sat down besides her and just watched her. It only took a few moments for her eyes to slowly open. She rolled over. He smiled. "Good mourning Teyla." He tilted his head to one side. "I didn't have the heart to wake you."

Teyla suddenly became alert. "Where am I?"

"My room." He held up a hand. "Don't worry, nothing happened. I went to get you some water and you fell asleep while I was getting it. You were sleeping so peacefully when I got back that I just couldn't wake you."

Teyla glanced at him. "This was more than I wished to put you through."

"Don't mention it." John replied.

"I should return to my own room." Teyla said, sitting up.

"Alright. " John opened the door to his quarters with his mind. "See you later today?"

Teyla nodded and left the room.

XXX

John was working with Rodney in the chair room later that day. He had been noticing a lot of gossip going around the city since he'd left the cafeteria during the morning meal. Groups of scientists would stop talking as he entered the room. Fortunately, the military personnel had refrained from doing anything of the sort.

"So, what happened last night with Teyla?" Rodney asked.

John refrained from hitting the idiot. "Absolutely nothing." John left no room for argument.

"Really?" Rodney didn't seem convinced. "I heard from several people, who in turn said they'd heard from several other people, that Teyla left your room early this morning."

"You're making your way towards a black eye Rodney." John warned.

"It's obvious how you feel about her, why do you even attempt to hide it?"

John sat up and grabbed Rodney. He pinned the flailing scientist against the wall. "How I feel has nothing to do with it." John said menacingly. "I don't care what you heard or saw. Teyla is my friend, nothing more." John was practically yelling.

Rodney had fear in his eyes. "Okay, okay… I get it."

"No you don't. I offered her a shoulder to cry on, a friend to confide in. That you would even think that I'd abuse that trust is….." John was at a loss for words, he raised his fist. "Furthermore, if I hear from anyone else about this, I will plant my fist in your face."

John dropped Rodney and left the room. He slammed his fists against the wall. The mere thought of abusing Teyla's confidence in him like that made him angry. He cared for her far more than that. He wouldn't ever do anything that would violate her trust, and he hated that Rodney thought he would.

He placed a hand on his forehead. In hindsight he probably shouldn't have threatened Rodney, but he'd felt so damn mad about the whole thing. He'd be lying if he didn't hope that one day he'd have a chance to explore that part of their relationship, but all he wanted right now was to be a true friend.

That was a trait he wasn't sure the rest of the world shared.

A/N: THE END or TBC if I get enough reviews. This is blackmail….. hah hah had.