Here For You

It had only been early this morning when Hauling had gone through the stargate. He had gone to the planet Hapano to visit old friends, as well as make a trade agreement between them Hapanian people and the Athosians. Teyla had been sparring with John when he interrupted them.

"Teyla, we must speak." Hauling said as he halted abruptly at the door of the gym. Both Teyla and John stopped and looked towards the Athosian man.

"Go," John said to Teyla, letting her know that he didn't mind if they stopped for a moment or two. Besides, he needed a break and for Hauling to just show up like that, meant it must be important.

John sat down on the floor and let his back rest on the wall. He tried his best to listen to what Hauling was saying, but they were on the other side of the room and Hauling was speaking quieter than usual. Must have something to do with the mainland, John thought to himself. Then he heard a small scream come from Teyla. She covered her mouth in either shock or fear. John wasn't quite sure. She turned away from Hauling and pulled away from him when he tried to reach for her. "We could not have known1" Hauling said loudly in an attempt to calm Teyla from whatever it was that was upsetting her.

John quickly stood and crossed the room straight for Teyla. He looked to Hauling for some kind of explanation, but received none. John wasn't quite sure what to do. Give Teyla the space that she had obviously wanted from Hauling, or pull her close to comfort him and comfort her. Fortunately Teyla had made that decision for herself. She stepped towards John, tears now running down her face, and rested her head on his chest. John wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer, rocking her back and fourth. He didn't say anything, knowing that it was unnecessary at the time. He looked to Hauling again, hoping he would explain something to him. John had never seen Teyla so upset like this.

"I am sorry Teyla. There is no one who could have ever thought this possible." Hauling said to Teyla then nodded to John respectfully, and then, just left. As quick as he came, he was gone.

"Teyla what's wrong?" John asked after a while, looking down to her intently.

She looked up to him with an expression he had never seen before. "I have to go," She said. He didn't question her for some unknown reason when she said this.

"I'm coming with you." Was all he said. Wherever it was she was going, he was not letting her go alone. He placed his hands onto her face and wiped her tears away with his thumbs. He reached down and took her hand. "Then I guess we should get going." He saw a smile on her face form as she looked at him.

"They are friendly people John. We need not bring weapons." Teyla informed John as they quickly changed into more suitable clothing.

"Maybe we should consider…" John began.

"Do you not trust me?" Teyla asked John, her seriousness not hidden at all.

"Of course I do Teyla." John defended his reasoning and self. "I'm just saying that maybe it would be best if we brought something to defend ourselves, should something happen." John said.

Teyla stood there and looked at John. She knew he only wanted to look out for her. "Bring only a small weapon then." She said.

"You sure?" John asked.

"Yes."

The stargate activated and Teyla and John turned towards each other. John stretched out his hand to her. She took it and a moment later they stepped through the stargate together.

When John and Teyla reached the small settlement, they were greeted by one of the Athosians who had stayed behind from Hauling's trip to Hapano. "This way Teyla," the Athosian guided the two of them, urgency filling her voice. The Athosian stopped at the entrance to a tent. "I will leave you alone, but I must warn you that she is not well."

"We understand," Teyla said in a quiet, shaky voice through her tears.

John pulled the flap to the tent open, which were much like the Athosian ones, from behind Teyla and let Teyla enter first, following her as she stepped through.

Teyla walked unusually slowly towards the bed. When she reached the bed on the other side of the tent, she fell down to her knees in front of the woman before her. "Nadia," she said in a quivery voice that John could barely hear. The woman lying on the bed slowly turned her head towards Teyla and opened her eyes.

John stood just behind Teyla, deciding that it was best for him to just keep his distance, but couldn't help but asking, "Teyla who…" But before he could finish Teyla replied, "My sister." Teyla brushed the woman's dark hair out of her face and took her hand. "Nadia- I- I'm so sorry." Teyla said to the woman, emotion filling her voice.

The woman looked to Teyla and smiled a small smile. "Don't be," she said in a weak, whispery voice. "You did nothing wrong." Teyla just forced a smile behind the tears that were running down her cheeks. "Teyla, look at me." Nadia said. "I want you to do something for me," she said looking at Teyla, but then to his surprise, John too. "

"What is it?" Teyla asked.

"I…" her voice grew weak as she went on. "I want you to take care of her." She said her voice so quiet and soft, it was barely audible.

"Who?" Teyla asked.

"Isabelle." Nadia said using every strength she had left. After a few more deep, slow and weak breathes Nadia spoke, "Teyla… I love you," her words trailed off as they got softer and softer.

Teyla started shaking her head back and forth, as she realized what was happening. "No… no, no. Nadia!" Nadia's eyes closed slowly, but as they did, they looked relieved to be doing so. Teyla began crying aloud, running her hand over her sisters' soft skin, and through her hair. "Nadia," she whispered quietly. She was gone.

John quickly saw what was happening and bent down to the same level Teyla was sitting at, and wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close to him and letting her know he was there. "Nadia," Teyla cried in what was barely a whisper, her tears filling her eyes still.

"Sshh…" John said as he rested his head onto her shoulder, trying to calm her down just a little. "I'm here for you," he said then kissed the top of her hair. Even a small gesture like that was a risk and now wasn't the time to be getting into the definitions of their relationship. But it felt right. And her reaction was a lot more than he had even hoped for. Teyla pulled her arm up and wrapped it around his neck, her fingers entwined with his hair next to his ear. But still tears were running down her face. To be reunited with her sister after all these years and then to only have her die minutes later. "Who's Isabelle?"

TBC

I just kind of quit writing this fic for a while, but I assure you there will be more regular updates. Hopefully by Monday again. But I have to work on Dreams, my other fanfic. Hope you enjoyed and please review. Any input would be greatly appreciated.