Disclaimer: I don't own "Stargate: Atlantis." Neither does fyd818, although she does quite an awesome job of writing stories for it. This idea is also, sadly, not entirely mine, it being the sequel to another author's 'fic and all. If you want this to make sense, read "Vindicated" by fyd818 first. If you don't want this to make sense, translate it into . . . I dunno . . . Swedish or something. You figure it out.

Synopsis: AU. Sequel to Vindicated. Ronon, once falsely accused of a murder, is now back home with his wife, Teyla, and their daughter, Allie. Ronon's partner on the police force, John, has married Teyla's best friend, Elizabeth. I don't think you really need character outlines. Just watch the show sometime.

Rating: T

Warnings: Violence, but not in this chapter (although Ronon gets whacked on the head with a pencil).

Pairings: Ronon/Teyla established, John/Elizabeth established.

Spoilers: "Vindicated" and anything from "Stargate: Atlantis" with Ronon in it. So most of seasons two and three.

Title: Into the Shadows

Author: SpaceMonkey0941

Part 1/?

Dedication: To fyd818, the true creator of this AU: THANK YOU SO MUCH for letting me in on it! (I also stole your formatting, just so that people who are already into the series already aren't toooooo confused. Megatacklehugs sweetie!)

Into the Shadows

by

SpaceMonkey0941

Chapter 1

A Rude Awakening

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"Yeeheehee . . . Daddy! Stop tickling me!"

Teyla Dex stood leaning in the doorway of her apartment, smiling tolerantly as she watched her four-year-old daugher Allie attempt to squirm out of the grasp of her father, Ronon Dex. The big, dreadlocked man was smiling as he tickled his daughter's feet, a smile that Teyla had seen more and more often after Ronon had returned two months previously.

She was still watching the horseplay, laughing as Allie picked up two pencils and held them like Bantos rods, scowling "intimidatingly" at her father, when the phone rang. Ronon looked up, but Teyla motioned for him to keep playing. He turned back to his daughter just in time to be whacked soundly on the head for his inattention.

Teyla smiled and shook her head as she picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Dex? This is Commander Lorne. May I please speak to your husband?" came the familiar voice of Ronon's commanding officer at the police force.

"Certainly Commander," Teyla responded, then, placing a hand over the mouthpiece, she called into the living room, "Ronon, Commander Lorne would like to speak with you."

A few seconds later, Ronon appeared in the doorway, rubbing his head ruefully.

"Do not complain," Teyla admonished as she handed him the phone. "It was your idea to start her training so young."

Ronon grunted and turned away from her. Teyla laughed and went back into the living room, where Allie was still stick-fighting an imaginary enemy. Teyla crossed the room to crouch beside her daughter, her hands covering Allies on the sticks and correcting their position slightly.

As she tutured Allie in various fighting stances, Teyla heard Ronon finish talking to his boss, hang up the phone, and come back into the room, but when he didn't say anything, she looked at him, and immediately stood.

Ronon looked more serious than she had seen in months, his eyes dark with emotion. Dreading the answer, Teyla whispered, "What happened?"

It took him a few seconds to respond; he looked like he was fighting an inner battle. When he did say something, it was in a low, hoarse voice that reminded Teyla horribly of the day that they had recieved the information that Ronon was wanted for murder.

She sank into an armchair, her eyes locked with his as he said the three words that would once again throw their lives in turmoil.

"Kell got out."

To Be Continued. . .

A/N: Hey folks! Sorry for the short chapter, but I realized (just now) that I had promised fyd I'd do the sequel three or four weeks ago, and that I hadn't actually written anything yet. So. I'm now off to write chapter two, and possibly chapter three, if Verne (my muse) is feeling inspired.