A/N: It's been a long time lurking in the shadow's for me! I recently rememered that I still have an account and honestly haven't written a story in forever. This will be my first try at a Stargate Atlantis story. I've recently picked up on this fandom again and can't believe this show isn't on tv anymore… This started out with me trying to write a short oneshot, but the plot bunnies decided otherwise.
A Dance in Paradise
John hadn't seen Elizabeth smile this much recently. He was watching her from the other side of the bonfire. Her skin had gotten slightly tanned by the sun from Medarion, the tropical planet they'd been on for the day. He had to admit, the tan looked more than good on her. Her cheeks rozy from the drinks they'd been offered. Her cheekbones were just a little more visable than usual. The flames of the fire reflecting a glow on her smiling face. They certainly had been having a good time here. The atmosphere on the planet seemed just right from the moment they'd arrived. The beach, the ocean, the warmhearted people and not to forget the fertile fields with more than enough crops and kettle the planet would need. John smiled to himself. It almost felt like a vacation. One that was much needed as well, although that wasn't the reason for their visit.
Atlantis had again been dealing with a food crisis. Being cut off from Earth the last shipments of food and other neccesities had been 6 months ago. From that time on they'd been on portion control with the food. Three small meals a day and nothing more. Making sure everyone got what was neccesary to be fed for as long as they could stretch it out.
They'd ran completely out of stock five days ago.
Desperate to find a planet to form a treaty with, all teams had been send to different planets from the Atlantian database. It was on the fourth day that he and his team had gotten back from an uninhabited planet, when SGA-5 came back through the gate from their mission. All carrying a basket with different sorts of fruit and vegetables.
The Medarion people had been very helpfull and welcoming. Sending the team on their way with a token of good will. A self-providing, simple, yet civilised society with what seemed very kind and hospitable people. After the debriefing of SGA-5 Elizabeth hadn't wanted to waste any more time and decided to visit the planet immediately to start negotiating a treaty.
They'd been cautious when stepping through the gate at first. "It just all seems to good to be true" John had told Elizabeth before leaving Atlantis. "Let's keep our guard up a little and see from there what we'll find on the planet". Of course she had agreed with him. His team was armed and ready just in case. But when they'd set first foot on the planet, caution was the last thing on their minds. When their eyes had adjusted to the bright sunlight, they'd all looked around with awe. The stargate was located on a large rock, next to the ocean. The scenery was just wonderfull. Her eyes had followed the shoreline. Seeing the sandy beach and the palmtrees. In the distance there were some wooden huts visible.
The sound of childrens laughter filled the air. Elizabeth had beamed at John smiling. "Wow, look at this place!"
A couple of children had been playing tag at the beach. When the gate had activated they'd come up running towards the rock to see who was coming to visit them. The children had welcomed them with a lot of curious questions and had brought them to the huts on the shoreline to meet their leader. A middle aged man called Tharo.
Negotiations had been easy.
"We Medarions are gladly of help to the Atlantians", Tharo had told Elizabeth, smiling at her and bowing his head. "There's plenty here, more than we need. Feel free to make yourselves comfortable and relax with us".
He'd invited them to dinner. Which was, after four days of eating hardly anything, a more than welcome addition to this mission.
The sun had started to set, but the temperature was still comfortably warm. They'd eaten outside, sitting at a long table on the sandy beach. Teyla seemed to enjoy herself talking among the local villagers. Sharing stories of her homeworld. Rodney sat happy eating anything he could get his hands on. John sat next to Ronon. Elizabeth was laughing at a story Tharo was telling her and John caught her glancing briefly at him from across the table. Nodding shortly he smiled back at her. She seemed very at ease with the Medarion leader. Tharo had shown a keen interest in Elizabeth from the moment they'd arrived at the planet. John couldn't really wrap his head around it. He himself had been feeling very at ease the whole time he'd been on this World. Yet, Elizabeth talking to Tharo unsettled him a bit. "She seems to be having fun", Ronon observed. "This place is almost magical, no?".
"Yeah, magical", John muttered to himself. Just as the feeling of uneasiness came, it went away again. Making place for a relaxing buzz.
Some of the villagers had started a fire as a celebration for their guests. As the fire was growing larger and larger everyone started leaving the table and gathered among the fire.
"People, people!" Tharo shouted over the talking crowd. He was standing next to the fire. "In honour of our new friends, let's celebrate!" He put his hands up in the air and the whole crowd started cheering. "Music, please!"
A/N: What do you think, should I continue?