A/N – just a meaningless fan-fic with some of my favourite Wraiths. Also note this isn't going to appear in my other Stargate story 'season 1' ect. Just a pure good-ie green-ie Wraith story.

[ ] - Wraith or telepathic talk

{ } – flashbacks or dreams

( ) – thoughts

The Magistrate seemed shocked at the Wraith's sudden proclamation. Lidia was his best violinist, with a bright future ahead of her. But apparently Shawn wanted to take that away from her and imprison her upon his hive ship. Well…that's how it looked to the Magistrate. And the thought of defiance had crossed his mind, but it quickly died when Shawn looked over his shoulder at him with a glaze that could not be denied.

"Do we have a deal?"

Even though it sounded like a question, it offered very few answers the Magistrate could actually say. Nervously he glanced passed the Wraith, meeting Lidia's gaze. He wanted to say sorry, but it would make him look weak in front of Shawn. Something he just couldn't afford. But Lidia's face was calm and impassive. With a small nod of her head she gestured to the Magistrate that 'it was okay'. Lidia was a brave woman. The Magistrate had to admit that.

"Well?" Shawn urged, feeling his patience beginning to slip slightly.

The Magistrate straightened him-self and nodded deeply, unable to use his words under the Wraith's intense gaze.

"Wonderful. Simply splendid" Shawn exclaimed loudly, clearly overjoyed with the new piece of his collection.

The hand he had placed on Lidia's cheek lowered slowly to her wrist and then instantly he grasped it. Shawn jerked her painfully, causing her to follow him as he exited the office with post hast. She was sure if he gripped any tighter her wrist would completely snap, yet he didn't seem to care, or even notice the small bruising that had began to form.

He just kept marching forward, dragging her along with him until they reached his cruiser which was perched in a semi open feilded, amongst trees and foliage, near the Stargate.

A wave of instant chill hit Lidia like a slap round the face. The surrounding walls and layout of the whole cruiser looked like it was made completely out a strange organic flesh like material, with little light available. But Shawn took no notice; he just patched in certain coordinates into the bridge's console and within minutes the cruiser had left Lidia's home world, and flew right out of orbit, beginning their journey though the depths of space, to rejoin with their hives.

During that whole time, Lidia kept silent; now then glancing at Shawn, whose golden cat like eyes always met hers. His eyes kept scanning her, all over, as if he was undressing with those inhuman eyes. Which he was. Shawn was fully evaluating he could about the human female. He promised him-self that if he found one flaw, one single flaw in or on her, he would simply toss her to the drones for food. Yes, Shawn could be cruel; after all he was a Wraith. A Wraith with standards.

But the longer he looked on, the chases of her survival improved. She had very fair skin, smooth and as pale as cream. Figure was pleasing as well as her talents, in music and much more. As his eyes scanned her physically, his mind was scanning hers mentally. The human was smart, compared to others. She seemed capable of providing the company he craved for. She was well taught in manners yet still hugged onto a small flare of defiance. Just what Shawn liked.

A human with the ability to fight, yet won't unless needed to. Shawn didn't like those weak-willed broken worshippers already on his hive. They offered very little. But then again he didn't want a human who didn't know their placeconstantly. That would just damage his status among the hive. Shawn would not tolerate that from anyone. He had worked far too hard to gain the position and power he now held.

Lidia felt brave. The silence was maddening. So she licked her lips and spoke in her softest voice possible.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Lidia needed to know. She wasn't going to fuss over begging for her life. It was the tension she was pleading to end. And Shawn picked up on that. So he decided to be kind.

"No, human. I will not kill you…unless of course you displease me."

"Lidia…"

Shawn blinked "I beg your pardon?"

She raised her head, for the first time while in his company. "My name is Lidia…"

(Cheeky little minx…) Shawn thought while a small grin spread upon his lips. "Well then Lidia, I suppose you could refer to me as Shawn…although when in presence of other Wraith, it must be 'Master', 'Sir' or 'Commander'. Understood?" he spoke firmly, giving her no possible hint of refusal

Lidia just lowered her head again and nodded. For some reason Shawn felt bad. Somewhat guilty or perhaps even unsettled by the hum-…by Lidia's sudden reaction. The Wraith found him-self wanting to…hug…her. The very thought made him shiver. But he wanted something to be clear between him and Lidia.

"If the rules I set are followed, then there shouldn't be any trouble. I am not as brutal as other Wraith, but I have an image to keep up. So…do as I say, when I say and we could achieve a very enjoyable life…and no, I do not mean it in a sexual sense.... Unless, of course, you are offering…" Shawn said in a firm voice, but it faded into a somewhat strained husky tone, barely a whisper when his mouth was at the shell of her ear.

But Lidia merely glanced at him and then scooted away slightly, trying to hide the faint blush that was glowing upon her cheeks. The Wraith had quite a mouth on him, she had to say. Course she wouldn't actually say it to him directly, but somehow she knew he already heard that thought, and kindly discarded it for now.

Shawn wanted to keep him-self on a professional level with Lidia. Rumours had spread from hive to hive about relationships developing between Wraith and worshipper. Tales of love and romance, more than just mating and stress relief sex. The thoughts seemed bizarre to many, Shawn included.

He made a promise to him-self

(This human is merely a worshipper…no attachments must be formed…no emotions must be exchanged and there was absolutely no room for love. Not in this Wraith's life time)

But those words soon faded to the back of Shawn's mind when he glanced back at Lidia, whom was sitting at the base of his chair, hugging her knees into her chest with her head resting upon the top of them.

She was tired, nearly asleep to be precise. Maybe it was the fast track of all the excitement she had experienced in the last hour or two. Or maybe it was the cold temperature of the ship. Shawn read from records that some humans became very tired in cold conditions, which is actually quite foolish. They would be more opened to the cold and even slip into hyperthermia. And once that happens, their lives are at risk. Death was almost always certain in many cases.

The thought angered Shawn and with a rough jag of his foot he forcefully woke Lidia from her little nap.

She made the cutest yelp he's ever heard a human make. He couldn't hold back the small sniggered that slipped through the cracks of his teeth.

"Time to join the main hive ship, come along my dear, the sooner we reach my quarters, the better" Shawn said as he stood up, pulling Lidia up by her arm.

She didn't protest; she just followed in silence. It made it all the more easier. And it stayed that way until they reached one of the many rooms in one of the many hallways.

After the first five right turns, a number of narrow hallways followed by two left and then one decent up a level Lidia was completely and utterly dizzy. All the halls looked the same, made out of the same organic flesh like material the small cruiser was. But this hive, as Shawn put it, was double, maybe even triple the size of the cruiser. A flying Wraith maze.

Lidia was busy staring at the somewhat creepy ceiling coating of flesh to even notice that she and Shawn had stopped in-front of a section in the hall. To Lidia's amazement part of the hall shifted on its own accorded and opened up, like a flower to a bee, revealing a large room, which surprisingly enough was more human like than what Lidia originally thought. The room harboured a table and chair set for two, oddly enough a large window with a slightly large yet single bed settled along side it. Some of the walls had patches of red that stood out greatly amongst the dark blue or purple of rest of the wall. But like the cruiser, and the hive, the room was freezing. And all Lidia had to protect her-self from the chilling cold was a thin white dress that rivaled the design of a night-gown. But she shook off her shivers and further inspected the room.

What looked to be like closed doors were dotted around the room. One could only tell the doors were there by the outline crack they made in-between the frame and wall. But both wall and door were made out of organic flesh. Lidia hoped at least one was a bathroom.

Shawn grew impatient of Lidia's dilly-dallying and pushed her into the room, ever so slightly, before he followed. The door to the room folded closed after. Shawn just stood there, hands linked behind back again, while he watched Lidia scan the room.

(Humans…such curious creatures) he mused as he followed Lidia's movement around the room, watching as she grazed here hand over the texture of the table and chair. When she reached the window she seemed astounded by it.

Just a simply layer of shielding separated her from the depths of deep space. Stars constantly dotted the black velvet of the vacuum galaxy. She was even brave enough to touch the shielding window, causing a small ripple in its surface. Enough to make her lightly giggle, before she restrained her-self.

(A human with self-control…cute…)

Shawn coughed slightly to get Lidia's attention. "Is everything to your liking, my dear? The bathroom is to your right. Just simply wave your hand down the side of the right side to open and close It." he instructed, soon to settle down upon his bed after, near Lidia.

She however kept silent for a few moments. Looking from the direction of the bathroom to around the whole room, before she finally settled her sight upon Shawn.

"Where do I sleep?"

Shawn couldn't help it. he grinned…"There's only one bed, my dear"

A/N – okay, I hoped you liked it. Stay patient, some better chapters will come. Please review and tell me what you think. More Wraith fics will come.