Six months later:

As the chattering around her continued, she began to feel nervous. She twirled her hair with one hand nervously while she waited. Was it normal for men to be late? Reva always thought that women were the ones supposed to be late on the first date. Well, either that or maybe he changed his mind.

Reva's mind stopped cold at the thought. What if he did change his mind? Reva sighed and looked further down at the white table as she could already feel the embarrassment running through her, turning her cheeks a warm red.

Suddenly, her head snapped up as she heard an irritated sigh near her. It was the person she was waiting for and he seemed out of sorts but still in good spirits. Reva smiled at him as he sat down.

"Why, Colonel Sheppard, here I was thinking that you were standing me up."

John chuckled as a smile broke out on his face, his hazel eyes twinkling lightly. "I'm a man of honour. I would never do that to a lady."

"I'm glad to hear it," Reva said quietly.

John got to his feet. "Anything in particular you would like me to get for you... food wise?"

"Surprise me."

John gave her a small wink before walking away to get dinner for the both of them. Reva's eyes wandered up and down John's long lean body as he turned and she did her best not to look down at his narrow waist or firm behind. Promptly, Reva cleared her throat and looked around the room for a moment, trying to quickly clear the thoughts running through her head. None of them were helping.

John returned without much delay and placed a tray in front of Reva. She looked down at it questioningly. She looked at John to see him smiling again as he took his seat.

"It's Salisbury steak," he informed her. "It's probably one of the best, if not the best thing they serve here. We should consider ourselves lucky. And we have jelly for dessert."

"Well, it sounds good."

After the first bite, Reva took the bottle of water from her tray and opened it, taking a short sip. John watched curiously. "Does it taste that bad?"

"No," Reva replied honestly. She cleared her throat as they continued. "So, what took you so long to ask me out? Was it Ronon? Scared he was gonna beat you up?"

John smiled. It was John's disarming smile that caused her heart to beat a little faster and make her hands turn clammy. "I think I can handle Ronon..."

They shared a small chuckle. John's eyes lingered on Reva for a little longer. "There are no other siblings I should know about, is there?"

Reva shook her head and shrugged a little. 'No... No I don't think so," she said as though giving it a lot of thought. "What about you, any siblings?"

"One," John replied. 'A younger brother. Don't see him much since I'm always here but I do try." John quickly changed the subject. "Tell me what it was like growing up on Sateda. Do all the boys have military style training, the girls are all taught how to make a home?"

"What has my brother been telling you?" Reva asked with a small frown.

"Not much really," John replied. "He doesn't talk about it much."

Reva nodded faintly. She wasn't surprised to hear that. She knew Ronon could keep things inside when it meant a lot to him. "Well," she started, noticing that she had John's full attention. "All children are taught some military training, since it could someday come in handy. Ronon and I were taught by our grandfather but he stopped teaching me when I was around nine or ten. He thought it best that I find a good man, marry and have babies and all that other good stuff."

"You didn't agree?" asked John.

Reva shook her head. "No, I always wanted to be like Ronon," she said honestly. "After he learnt something new he would take time out of other studies to teach it to me. He always looked out for me."

"I'm surprised you never ran into him during the seven years."

"When he was a runner? Yeah, I thought of that too but there are many, many planets and I guess we were just never on the same one at the same time."

There was a slight pause after Reva stopped talking and she played with her food as she looked down at it, chuckling softly. John gave her an enquiringly look but she answered his question before he could ask it.

"I'm sorry, I must be boring you already."

"No, you're not," John said quickly, assuring her.

Reva suddenly remembered the one thing she had been meaning to ask John for a while. "Does McKay have a particular problem with me?" she asked slowly.

It was John's turn to chuckle. He took a sip of his own water and shook his head slightly. "No, well, he does have a problem, well maybe a few, but it's not with you."

"Then what is it?"

"Well... on Earth people consider Rodney to be... did you have arrogant and condescending people on Sateda?"

Reva nodded her head, understanding what John was attempting to say diplomatically. A couple hours later the date ended and John walked Reva to her quarters which she found kind of sweet. Once reaching the door Reva opened it easily and she remained silent as John took hold of her slightly sweaty hand and kissed the back of it gently. If John noticed anything he didn't say it. Afterwards he gave her the same disarming smile.

"I do hope we can do this again," he said, his tone full of hope.

"I hope so too," Reva replied.

She watched as John's smile widened before saying a quick goodnight and leaving her side. Once of was out of sight, Reva walked into her quarters. A heavy sigh left her and she sat down on her bed. The night had been nice, short, but nice. She got to know a little more about Sheppard personally and spend some quality time with him.

It had taken a while for him to ask her out. At first she did think it was because of Ronon, not that he would beat him up but because they were friends. And it wasn't always the best for friends to touch each other's siblings.

Without bothering to change her clothes, Reva lay down on her back and stared up at the blank, blue ceiling. So far, everything seemed to be working out nicely being here. She had gotten to know people easily, thanks for her brother and John. She learnt about the procedures and all the rules of the base but Reva was sure she was still learning them.

Another sigh left Reva's lips as she exhaled heavily. As of yet, she still didn't really do anything in Atlantis yet but she was hoping something would come through.


Reva panted deeply as she ran through the heavily wooded area. She needed to escape the Wraith that were right behind her. Surely they couldn't catch up so easily; she had a big head start. As a branch caught her cheek, it left a bloody mark making Reva stopped in her tracks. She cupped the wound with her hand, hissing through her teeth as the pain made itself known.

The footsteps coming towards her echoed loudly and Reva turned to face the noise. It was much closer than she thought. They were coming and nothing would stop that now. As Reva felt her legs shake, she backed herself against the thick trunk of a tree and leaned against it, still cupping the wound on her cheek. She bent over slightly, panting heavily, feeling unable to go on.

Within seconds, she was surrounded by six Wraith, all of them pointing their weapons directly at her. Reva subtly looked between them before watching as the leader came forward, his long white hair flowing around his shoulders wildly. Her eyes didn't waver as the Wraith pulled the gun from his waist and shot at her, causing her to recoil, ignoring the pain that it caused to move so sharply.

But nothing happened.

Reva removed her arms from around her torso and straightened as she looked at the enemy before her. The lead Wraith was frowning heavily down at the gun in his hands. He attempted to use it once more. It sounded but it wasn't the sound it normally made and nothing shot out at Reva. She frowned also and the Wraith guards looked at each other, wondering what was happening.

The Wraith threw his gun to the ground before stepping on it violently. He turned quickly and took a weapon from one of his guards and turned it on Reva and pulled the trigger. The different noise sounded again but this time it was louder and seemed more familiar to her.

A startled yelp escaped Reva as a banging noise sounded on the sky above them. Reva frowned as she looked at it. That wasn't supposed to happen. It sounded again, jerking Reva from her sleep.

She bolted upright in her bed, clutching at her chest. She ran a hand through her hair as she thought through what happened. A noise echoed again and Reva realised that the door chime was the sound coming from the Wraith's weapon. She shook her head, feeling stupid for not realising what was happening and she hopped off the bed and opened the door.

It was a person she recognised as Lieutenant Rivers. He gave her a concerned smile. "Are you alright in there, miss?" he asked politely.

Reva shook her head in confusion for a moment before realising what he meant. "Oh, yes, I'm fine," she said quickly. "I was just taking a nap. Is something wrong?"

"No, I bring a message. Ronon would like you to meet him at the shooting range."

"When?"

"He said as soon as possible."

"Alright, thank you," Reva said clearly.

Rivers nodded once turned back down the hallway. Reva didn't waste any time. She checked that her clothing was in place and that she looked presentable and she went down to the shooting range. She had been there a couple times before but she never stayed long. At the moment, she didn't have the opportunity to ever use a gun and using one in the shooting range would make her want more.

As she entered she instantly noticed how quiet the room was. All she could hear was someone placing bullets inside a weapon. As Reva walked around the wall covering most of the range from view she looked to the room beyond, seeing only the opaque window, aimlessly wondering if there was anyone there.

The only person in the room besides herself was Ronon. She approached him carefully and stood beside him. Without even turning his head, he knew she was there.

"What took you so long?" he grunted.

Reva rolled her eyes subtly. "Your messenger boy caught me at a bad time."

The statement made Ronon stop what he was doing so he could put all of his attention onto his little sister. He frowned faintly. "What was Sheppard doing?"

Reva smiled. "He wasn't doing anything. I was taking a nap," she said with a light smile. "So, what was so important that you needed to disturb me?"

"You were taking a nap at three in the afternoon?" Ronon questioned, still trying to understand or find out what she was really doing.

"I just felt tired, relax," Reva said quickly. "Now, what did you want me for?"

"I have something for you," Ronon said as he reached behind his back. He pulled out a weapon just like the one he used.

Reva frowned faintly. "But it's yours..."

"No, it's not," he said quickly. "I picked up one just for you," he added in an even quieter tone.

"Why?"

Ronon shrugged and looked down at the gun he had been loading. Reva recognised it as a P-90. "I thought it'd be cool to have the same weapon, besides, these ones are better."

Reva took the gun from his hand and turned it over in her own. The silver was shiny and gleamed bright under the lights above her. Ronon was right. She did like the gun he carried. It was one of the most effective weapons she had ever seen before.

"Try it," Ronon said indicating to the range.

A smile crept onto Reva's face as she turned and fire without hesitation. The initial blast surprised her but she laughed as did Ronon. She fired a few more times, watching as the sheet in front of her was destroyed. When Ronon handed her another weapon she placed her new one down in front of her and tried it.

The P-90 was surprisingly easy to use. She changed to the other side and fired against a clean sheet. She watched curiously through narrow eyes as small bullet sized holes appeared. It made her wonder how effective these guns were in taking an enemy down quickly.


Unbeknownst to Reva and Ronon, they were being watched. Major Lorne watched as the young women fired the gun, nothing about the concept faltering her. He folded his arms over his chest as he thought it through. He needed someone new to replace a member of his team and he wondered if he had just found it.

Lorne left the shooting range unnoticed and went to find the Colonel. First he tried his quarters and then the mess hall but neither of them contained Sheppard. It then occurred to Lorne to try to room used for sparring. When he finally reached the door he opened it to find Sheppard and Teyla sparring. Neither of them payed him any attention until they were done.

"Something wrong, Major?" John asked, his face showing concern for a brief moment.

Lorne shook his head. "No, Colonel, I was just wondering if I could have a word about something."

Teyla's things were already together and packed and she said a quick but polite goodnight before leaving the two men alone. John took a little longer to pack his things together.

"You can speak," he said as he looked at his bag.

Lorne licked his lips slowly. "Have you and Dr. Weir found a replacement for my team yet?"

"No," John said immediately. "Why, have somebody in mind?"

"Yes, actually..." Lorne said nervously. He mentally kicked himself. What the hell was he nervous for? "Reva Dex."

Hearing the name caught John's attention. He stopped what he had been occupied with in his bag and straightened, his eyes staring at his second officer intently. He took a couple of steps closer towards him.

"Ronon's sister?" he said slowly. "You want Ronon's sister to join your team?"

"Yes, sir," Lorne said politely. "Walters has yet to be replaced and I thought since it was my team I'd put in my two cents. Plus, I've seen her fire a weapon and she seems more than capable."

"That may be but she has no experience..."

"Ronon didn't have any either..."

"I am aware of that, Major, but unlike her brother, Reva was never a runner and she hasn't been fighting against the Wraith for years on end."

"I still think she'd be more capable to hold the position," Lorne said honestly. "I would appreciate it if you'd at least keep her in mind."

John thought in silence for a couple moments before nodding slowly. "Fine," he said tightly. "I will consider her and it will be discussed with Dr. Weir along with the other possible candidates."

"Thank you, sir," Lorne said before leaving the room. He headed towards his quarters happy in the knowledge that his suggestion would at least be considered. He could use a strong person on his team and while he didn't doubt a lot of the other people's abilities on this base, he knew it would also help to have someone on the team that knew more about this galaxy.