As soon as the sun brakes over the horizon, John gets up and leaves a still sleeping Teyla in the shelter. He slowly drags his tired body to gets some firewood. He gets it roaring hot and Teyla begins to wake up.
Teyla can see the concern look on his face when he checks on the supplies.
"John?" she says softly.
He turns to look at her and sighs, "We have enough to eat for this morning, but we are pretty much out of food and water after this."
Teyla gets up out of the shelter and sits next to him by the fire. They both agree that they need to find themselves a fresh water source and some things they might be able to eat. After they were done doing that they plan on trying the radios again to contact Ronon and Rodney. They knew that if they could, Ronon and Rodney would've got in contact by now, but they tried any way.
They walk down towards a valley and see a small stream. They try the water; it is cold and tastes almost sweet. Teyla also observes a grove of trees to there east with loads of fruit. The bright colors fruits that were available to them astonish them and there were varieties that Teyla has never seen before.
They gather a supply that will last them for the day and bring it back to the campsite. John suggests doing some exploring and Teyla comes along. They head south of the encampment and go into the woods. They walk for over an hour. They are about to head back, but John notices an old structure in the distance. As they get closer, they can see that it is a small cabin. It is a little run down, but it looks better then their shelter.
They cautiously go in. They are happy to find a fireplace, a table, cookware, etc. There is small bed in the corner and plenty of warm blankets on top of it. The place has a think layer of dust everywhere, some holes in the roof, but other wise it is in fair condition.
Teyla volunteers to retrieve their supplies at the campsite after John finds some tools to fix up the place. He tells her to leave the radio on just in case there is trouble, but none occur and she returns in no time. She helps John with fixing and cleaning the place.
While Teyla is cleaning she finds a journal and begins to read. Her eyes widen and she quickly runs to shows John.
Day one:
I don't know how I got here and I can't find my way back. I plan on finding a dry place to sleep and try again tomorrow.
Day two:
Found a source of water and unique fruit, but still no sign of other people and still no way out of here.
Day five:
I plan on going north today. Maybe I will find others beside myself.
Second entry of this day: A little way from my encampment I found a village with lovely people. They have offered me to stay, but I am not comfortable with them yet. I told them where I've been staying. They suggest that I stay the night and eat with them. They also say that they will help me make me a better shelter until I am ready to return their village.
Day 6:
Several men in the village are carrying tools and supplies close to where I was staying. It is set in a clearing deeper in the woods, but I am fine with that. We start chopping down some trees and gather rocks for the foundation. After a hard days labor I decide to go back to the village until my new home is complete.
John looks unsettled, "Well, I guess that explains the house and where we can meet some people." John noticed a detailed map drawn in the journal. "Well, if you're up to it, tomorrow we'll go check it out."
John washes up and with some of their water they got earlier and after he pulls a few blankets off the bed and lays them close to the roaring fire in the fireplace.
"What are you doing John?" Teyla asks.
"I am giving you the bed. I'm sure it's a lot nicer than the floor. Unless you want to go sleep back at the shelter," he says with a wink.
Teyla grins back at him, "No. I do not wish to do that." They both settle into their beds and they both fall asleep.
In the middle of the night, John can hear an unfamiliar, muffled sound. Once he is more alert her realizes that it's Teyla crying. He gets up to check on her.
He gently puts his hand on her shoulder. She is startles and quickly rolls over to look at John. Her face is drenched with tears.
"Teyla?" he says softly. "What's wrong?"
Teyla sits up and begins to wipe her face dry, "I… I am sorry John. I did not mean to wake you."
"It's ok," he reassures her. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"I just had a dream that I was not able to see my people again. I began to feel alone and that's when I started to cry. I am sorry," she tries to say without crying again.
John gives her a serious look, "Hey. You are not alone. I know it's not the same, but I'm here. I won't leave you."
He pulls her close to him and she rest her head in his chest. She begins to sob again. John lies down on the bed next to her and keeps her close. After she cries herself to sleep, he is able to doze off.