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Chapter 2:

Andorra – Puddle Jumper

The first thing he noticed when he saw her running through the forest was how graceful she was. The second was her beauty. Her wavy, dirty blonde hair framed her hard and immaculate face. Even with a number of men chasing behind her, Ronon could tell she was enjoying the chase to a certain degree. He smiled as he watched her run. She was undoubtedly beautiful, but Ronon knew better than to trust first impressions.

"Are you sure it's her?" He had asked wanted to be sure.
"Yes of course I'm sure" he said, obviously annoyed. Ronon sighed and moved to intercept the girl.

"Hello? Buddy you in there?" He herd John's voice and instantly snapped out of his memory. "Do you need Teyla to fix that?" he repeated, pointing to his head. Ronon raised his hand to his head, feeling a slight bump above his brow, and wet sticky blood beginning to dry.
"No it's fine"
"How did you do that anyway?"
"It was the girl." Rodney interjected, and smiled at John and Teyla's surprise.
"Really?" Teyla exclaimed, trying her best to hide amusement in her voice.
-"No"
-"Yes" Ronon and Rodney said at the same time.
"How did that happen?" John asked, still disbelieving.
Rodney began to open his mouth but Ronon intervened. "Never mind, she's waking."


Lenya stirred, completely unaware of her surroundings. Her body ached and the ground was cold and hard. As she moved a little bit more she sensed other people and immediately froze. How had she let this happen? Her people could not afford another stuff up from her.

"We know you're awake" a gruff and familiar voice asked. Caught, she slowly opened her eyes to see four people warily holding guns to her face.
She looked at the man with the dark, long dreadlocks closest to her. He seemed the more relaxed out of the four as he sat on the chair with his gun loosely in his hand, his emerald eyes glistening in the sun and his smirk that sent shivers throughout her body. Curiosity flared within her, but as she matched his voice to the one she remembered as Ronon, that curiosity quickly fizzled to anger.

She looked over the other three, the woman with a hard yet compassionate face, the wide eyed man from before was busy fussing over something noisy, and another man, tall with short hair. His eyes made him look soft, yet his strong demeanour said otherwise. She knew better than to act on first impressions.

"Who are you?" The man with the gun demanded. Leyna remained silent. This was not her first interrogation, she remained silent. "I said who you are?"
"John," the woman softly cut in, "perhaps we should try a different method?" The one named John became even more alert as the woman lowered her weapon, and crouched down to Leyna's height.
"My name is Teyla Emmagen, this is Colonel John Sheppard, this is Dr. Rodney McKay and that is Ronon Dex."
Leyna looked over to Ronon, he remained unmoved.
"We mean you no harm. Just a simple misunderstanding."
"You captured me." Leyna spoke, being careful not to let fear spill through her words.
"Yes, and for that we are sorry. We were tracking an energy reading and that lead us to you. I apologise for how you have been treated, although something tells me you are quite capable of taking care of yourself." She looked towards Ronon gesturing to a cut above his eyebrow.
Smiling Leyna said, "What is your point?"
"Her point?" the one called Rodney McKay asked, fiddling with his small computer, "her point is there is no conceivable reason as to why you are giving off an unidentified energy reading without so much as a devise on you."
Leyna froze. How was it possible that they had figured this much out about her with that little square computer? No matter what they did to her, she could not let them discover her secret.

"I have no idea what you are talking about" Leyna denied, hoping that the slight shakiness in her voice would go unnoticed. She heard Ronon stifle a laugh.
"Okay," Teyla asked, "Well then perhaps you can tell us why you were being chased?"
"I don't know."
"Teyla," the man named John groaned, "I think we can all tell where this is going to go."
"Well what do you propose we do then?"
"I say we give her to the people who want her." Ronon stated. Fear rippled through Leyna, and Teyla noticed Leyna's growing distress.
"No Ronon." She said sternly.

While they were debating what to do with her, Leyna took the chance to look around. It was a small circular sort of ship, and as she carefully twisted to look behind her, she saw what looked to be the control panel. Surprise welcomed itself as she recognised the symbols to be the language of the ancients. Who were these people? She decided to voice her questions.

"Where are you from?" she asked openly. The one she remembered as the Colonel answered first.
"A Village from another planet. A lot like this one."
Did they really think she was that stupid? "Well then how is it you have an ancestors ship?" she pointed out, raising her eyebrow.
"You know what this is?" the whiny one they called McKay asked.
"I'm not stupid." She replied bluntly. She felt a private sense of triumph as they looked at her dumbfounded and shocked that she recognised the ship. She couldn't help but smirk.

John sighed and lowered his weapon. "Okay, I think we got off on the wrong foot here. The reason you are here, is because we were curious as to what the energy reading came from. You were not supposed to be involved like this. We're sorry"
That seemed honest enough to Leyna. Surely she could give a little bit of harmless information in return.
"My name is Leyna Amill. And I came to Andorra in search of people."
"People?"
"Yes, people." She was stepping in touchy territory now. She reminded herself to be careful.
"What kind of people?"
"Just people."
"Just people in general?" John said disbelievingly,
"Yes."
"Great, I thought we were actually getting somewhere."
Leyna needed to leave. Needed to stay on the move.
"Am I a prisoner?" she asked,
"No you are not." Teyla answered.
"Well then you don't mind if I leave then." Leyna said and stood up. She noticed Ronon stood up with her, never missing a beat.
Looking to the Colonel for permission, Teyla stood out of her way.

As Leyna walked out of the ship, she knew something was wrong. The fresh air felt thick and stiff. She froze mid step.
"What is it? Whats wrong?" She herd Rodney McKay's panic stricken voice.
"Quiet" Leyna ordered harshly.
Ronon walked up beside her, scanning the thick forest. Things were way to quiet for her liking. A fuzzy sensation suddenly surrounded her body as three things happened simultaneously.

One, a knife was thrown directly towards Ronon's chest. Two, Leyna stuck out her hand towards the moving knife and froze it in mid air, inches from Ronon's chest earning gasps from the others behind her and three, men came running from everywhere, weapons the ready, surrounding them completely.

Crap! Leyna thought. I've really done it now.

To Be continued