Chapter 4 – Lost Loves
Her fingers slid across the wet tiles as she was grabbing for some kind of surface to hold on to. He back slid across the tiles as well as his hands held onto her thighs. He continued to fill her body over and over. Her dark blue eyes locked with his light blue as he continued to…
All thoughts were cut off from her brain as the lights in the room went out and pitch blackness filled the room. The only thing that could be heard was the panting of their breath and the water.
"Did you forget to pay your electric bill again?"
"No Dear." John panted as he tightened his arms around Nevaeh to make sure she didn't slip out of his arms, but they both froze as the lights went out but stilled his movements.
"Oh God, John don't stop." Nevaeh all but begged as her hands came to his biceps and held on.
"Uh, babe I can't see what I'm doing in the dark." John stated with a chuckle.
Nevaeh couldn't help as she giggled. "John you're already inside of me…What that whole back and forth motion is controlled by the power of this city?" She asked with a smirk on her face.
John shook his head. "Well no, but I should put you down and go see if the comms work and see if Rodney did something stupid like always."
Neveah chuckled. "Okay fine, bring a candle in here so I can at least finish my shower, but we will be finishing this once you've established contact with McKay. I want to take full advantage of you threatening me not leaving your bed."
John carefully sat her on her feet before he stole several kisses. "I promise were staying in bed I will hold you as my captive. Just let me make sure were not being attacked by the Wraith and we'll get back at it and I promise to make it worth your stay." He stole a couple of more kisses as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist before he grabbed a couple of candles and light then for her.
John grabbed the small flashlight off his pants that were sitting across the hamper as he clicked it on and went in search of his comm. "I swear if this is Rodney's fault I'm going to kill him babe. You won't have to lift a finger." John stated loud enough he knew Nevaeh could hear him over the water.
"Oh don't worry, if it is McKay's fault, I'll make sure no woman in this city find him desirable. He will have blue balls for months." Nevaeh threatened as she continued her shower.
John chuckled as he put his comm in his ear before taping it. "McKay this is Sheppard come in…"
As soon as the blackness filled the infirmary Ronon's hand reached out and snatched the doc and held onto her. He watched to make sure she didn't get hurt. "Doc, are you okay?" His deep voice asked.
Olivia laughed softly as she realized the two hands that grabbed her belonged to Ronon. "I'm really hoping the hands that are grabbing me are yours Ronon and not some night vision goggle wearing Wraith."
Ronon chuckled softly. "Yea it's me Doc."
Olivia shook her head as she reached into the back pocket of her cargo pants and pulled her pin light out and clicked it on. "Okay well it's not much light but it's enough so we don't trip over anything in here." She shined the small light up at Ronon. "Come on; let me get you stitched up. I don't want you bleeding all over my infirmary."
Ronon nodded. "Where do you want me?" He asked.
"Sit on the bed, I'll be right there." Olivia reached over and grabbed the suture tray she'd almost had back before Ronon snatched her up. She finished pushing it to the table as she stood on the floor looking up at him. "Jesus Christ your huge. I need to find a step stool to reach you. It's either that or were about to get very personal with each other." Olivia stated.
"Whatever is easiest for you doc. How do you want to do this?" Ronon asked.
Olivia cocked her head sideways. "Well this damn pin light is only going to be so bright." She shook her head as she carefully hopped up on the bed as she felt Ronon grab her forearms to steady her. "Okay once again we are about to get really personal, but I have to see what I'm doing. I don't want to jab the needle in your eye." She moved around a little as she had him turn slightly to face her before she put her pin light in her mouth.
"I wouldn't blame you if you did doc; not after the way I have been towards you the last 6 or 7 weeks." Ronon admitted. "I deserve whatever you do. If you wanna give me a nasty scar you can."
Olivia chuckled. "Chic's dig scars; if I really wanted to hurt you I'd tell every woman in the city you were impotent."
Ronon's head jerked back as he searched for her eyes behind the pin light and smirked as he listened to her laugh. "That is just…That is not right doc."
"Maybe not right but very fitting if you think about it." Olivia pointed out. For the first time since she'd been back to Atlantis she saw a real smile spread across the Satedan's face. "You have a lovely smile. I'm curious why you do not do it more often?" She asked as she cleaned the open wound with gauze first.
Ronon's smile immediately disappeared. "Maybe I need to find reasons to smile and haven't had any." He stated truthfully.
"I will have to change that. I would like to see your smile more." Olivia said.
Ronon cleared his throat as he felt her stab a needle into the cut to numb it. The pinch was never that bad. "I do not see you smile often either. Any particular reason why?" He asked curiously.
Olivia sighed heavily after she threaded the needle and began making small stitches. "Maybe…I mean. I don't know what I mean." She finished the four stitches. "Done…"
"Hey, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable…Does it have anything to do with the way you freaked out when you found out I was from Sateda?" Ronon asked curiously.
Olivia swallowed hard as she nodded before she moved away from Ronon slightly but his hands reached out and grabbed her forearms again to make sure she didn't fall off the bed. The little pin light was enough light to see her put the unused suture supplies back on the tray along with her rubbed gloves that she peeled off her hands.
Ronon watched as she licked her lips as she got comfortable on the bed.
"I…um – I met Eric four and a half years ago, when I first came to Atlantis. We sort of hit everything off. He was an only child and so was I. We were both from the state of California back on Earth. The more we talked the more we realized everything we had in common. One thing led to another and we fell in love. Two years later we got engaged."
Ronon cleared his throat. "Don't tell me this is like one of those chick flicks that Sheppard is always talking about where the boy and girl meet and the boy gets killed in battle." He stated.
"I'm afraid there's a little more to it than that. We got married a year later; we went off-world for our honeymoon to this quaint little village. We were staying at an inn. 24 hours into our marriage and honeymoon. A stranger approached us while we were walking on the outskirts of the village; we were minding our own business and just enjoying the fresh air. The man wanted my wedding ring and Eric refused to let him have it. I watched as the stranger shot Eric in front of my eyes and tried to take me. I was able to get out of his grasp and run back to the village and radio Atlantis for help. By the time Sheppard and Teyla got here, Eric was dead."
Ronon could feel the pain and sadness rolling in waves from her body as silent tears slid down her cheeks. "What does that have to do with Sateda?" He asked softly.
"The man who killed him; he was Satedan. I can never forget his face or the Satedan tattoo on his throat. When we first met I do not know if I learned to block the tattoo out of my mind or just did not notice you with it, but I didn't see it on you so I didn't know that was where you were from. I am sorry for the way I freaked out though. I shouldn't assume all Satedan's are the same way." Olivia sniffled softly. "I stuck it out for 6 months before I couldn't control my depressing any more. I couldn't stop crying and I couldn't do my job. Elizabeth had me go back to Earth to see the solitude I needed so badly. A year later and I'm finally ready to come back."
Now Ronon felt like a bigger dick. Ronon carefully moved closer to the crying doctor. He carefully reached out and wrapped his arm around her. He could handle just about anything, but a crying woman; especially one who sounded so heartbroken it was definitely his weakness. As she spoke of her husband she sounded as if her soul had been removed.
Ronon cleared his throat softly. "You know you remind me of Melena." He hadn't spoken of her in years; even thought she was never far from his mind on a daily basis. "Well you and Jennifer remind me of her."
Dr. Jennifer Keller was a new doctor in Atlantis, she was a quite shy blonde girl and most of the new Marine recruits wanted to take her out but she wasn't into jarheads. Like her; she and Olivia were two of the youngest doctors on Atlantis.
"So who is Melena?" Olivia asked through sniffles as she felt Ronon lean away from her for a second before he returned with a box of tissue and handed her one. "Thank you." She took it and wiped her nose and eyes as she attempted to calm herself down.
Ronon looked down at the small woman he had his arm around. "Melena was someone very special to me. We'd known each other since birth, grew up as friends and school mates on Sateda."
"Was she your wife?" She asked softly not trying to overstep her own boundaries.
Ronon shook his head negatively. "We were supposed to be bound but suddenly the wraith started to show up and I tried to get her safe passage off of Sateda, but she was a healer like you and Jennifer. Though her stubborn streak reminds me more of you, how you won't leave the infirmary until every patient has been seen by you. I've noticed that about you. Even if you're not the doctor in charge for that night you physically walk around and make sure you've tended or spoken to every person in this room." He smiled softly.
"You cared for her very deeply…I can see it in your eyes and all over your face." Olivia noted as she watched him nod in answer to her question. "Bound? You said you were supposed to be bound; what does that me exactly?"
"I believe it's your planets version of marriage; but we don't do the huge ceremonies. We exchange rings alone or in front of our families if we want and that's it." Ronon cleared his throat again. "Melena was hard headed and stubborn and she wouldn't leave she went straight to the hospital as the darts started coming through the gate. I joined my warriors and we fought off as many as we could. Once everyone in my platoon was killed by the wraith I retreated to the hospital. I was going to get Melena and get her out of there."
"She didn't go did she?" Olivia frowned; she already knew the answer to the question, but asked anyways.
Ronon shook his head once again. "I tried to convince her once more to leave but her heart was so big, she didn't want to leave everyone behind. I guess her way of thinking was if everyone stayed the Wraith might not see them as a threat and leave Sateda without actually killing everyone." Ronon frowned at the thought of his beautiful Melena and her big heart and loving ways. "She…She was standing near the window when an ammunition blast blew up and engulfed her in flames. She was dead before her body hit the floor."
Olivia had a new pain in her heart to go along with losing Eric. She now felt sadness for Ronon's lost love. Olivia reached over and took one of his huge hands in both of hers. "I'm so sorry Ronon."
Ronon could see the sorrow in her eyes; her very green very jade colored eyes. They were the most amazing green eyes he'd ever seen in his life. He shook his head. "You don't have anything to be sorry about. It wasn't your fault."
"It wasn't your fault either. Especially when you say she was as stubborn as me. If I were in her shoes I couldn't leave my people behind either. Maybe she knew she was going to die and wanted to be there when she did. No one knows the reasons anyone does anything." Olivia pointed out.
Ronon shook his head. "I'd like to think that she wouldn't want to die at all."
"Oh no, I don't imagine she did…it's just one of those 'what if' theories." Olivia stated.
Ronon nodded. "I know what you meant Doc. Look, is it okay if we start over? I know we didn't get off to a good start and I know it was my fault for being a jerk."
"Sure, why not; I can always use another friend." Olivia admitted.
Olivia blinked as the lights in the infirmary powered up as well as the doors sliding open. A few minutes later and her comm crackled in her ear.
"Uh sorry about that everyone; we had a small power surge in the lab." Rodney's voice stated. "There's no quarantine or emergency in the city so go on about your business."
Olivia rolled her eyes as she shook her head as she and Ronon hopped down off the bed. "I should get this place cleaned up a little the teams that were stuck off-world are going to need their physicals before I can go to bed."
Ronon nodded his understanding. "Yea, I have a training class in ten minutes."
"Try not to send any marines this way please. I'm going to have my hands full enough without having to kiss some marines boo-boo for them because the big bad Ronon Dex gave them a leg sweep." Olivia teased.
Ronon cracked a small smile. "I'll do my best Doc."
Olivia laughed as she watched him leave the infirmary. She couldn't quite shake the feeling that things were going to be VERY different for her now on Atlantis and she was welcoming it all.