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Stopping Teyla?
Gym
'Would you like to spar with me?' Teyla asked as she walked into the gym. She was glad to find Ronon. He had been fighting with a few men who were taking a much needed break while they were drinking water and leaningagainst the wall. They looked tired, heated and beaten.
Teyla had wanted to go straight to John to aplogise but the shower she had taken earlier had done nothing to make her calm. This was why she had decided that she needed to vent her feelings, and then when she would feel her calm self again it would be good to talk to him then.
Ronon smiled slightly as he eyed Teyla and noted the anger radiating from her.
'Yes.' He grumbled in his low voice as he nodded at the other men that they could leave. They had been busy for an hour already and they seemed very glad to leave.
Teyla waited until the four men had left and it was just her and Ronon in the gym. She looked back at him.
'I thought you didn't feel well.' Ronon said as he walked towards the window and grabbed his water from his bag.
'I do feel a bit better then a few hours ago. I believe that physical exertion will do me good.' She smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Ronon smirked as he took the last gulp of his water and walked back to her. This was going to be fun. He always liked sparring with Teyla. She was a good opponent.
'Do not hold back.' He heard her say as she took her stance. This was going to be a LOT of fun. He thought happily as he wanted to make a quip but she already attacked him fiercely. It was clear that she wouldn't hold back either.
Hallway
John had thought out many scenarios of what would happen when he would see Teyla again. In all of these scenarios she would apologise. He could be sure that that would happen for real. She had a kind nature so she would regret hurting him. But would she feel ashamed that he had seen her like that? Or that he had tried to stop her from sleeping with someone? Or would she feel no shame at all? Would he see her blush? Or would she be sharp and to the point and that that would be it?
He had tried to think how he would feel in her situation. He would be very angry with Lucius. But in a way, he had to admit that he was glad that it happened, because the image of Teyla in the hallway looking that sexy and wearing almost nothing was one that he would never forget. He would savour it forever. He knew that was selfish.
Teyla would probably not be that angry, she always had ways to stay so serene and peaceful. Except for the time that she had hit one of his men because he insulted her of being a traitor for the Wraith. But that was different.
Ofcourse, John didn't want her to feel bad, but he just couldn't stop thinking about some things that she had said while under Lucius' 'spell'. She had said that Lucius was a real man, and that he wasn't. Was that something that she really thought about him? He didn't like that thought.
It was fun to tease the others, Carson, Ronon and Elizabeth. But with Teyla it was different. Because of the position she was brought in. But still.. He wanted to make things easier for her so he just went to search her.
He would tell her that they would forget about it, just like she had told him when he had turned into a bug. He could do that, he could.
He moved his hand in front of the crystal and the gym door opened fluidly just when Ronon fell on his back with a loud thumb only one meter away from his feet. John looked from the tall, muscular men at his attacker and his mouth fell open slightly. It was Teyla, her nostrils wide, her face a stern look on it, her eyes dark... So much for peace and serenity, the woman looked very angry.
'Teyla, I was looking for you.' John began in a lighthearted tone.
Teyla didn't take her eyes off Ronon who stood up now. Ronon didn't take his eyes off Teyla. Teyla remembered the last time she had been fighting Ronon and when John had interrupted them she had been of guard for just a second and Ronon had grabbed her. That would never happen again.
'I do not have time now John.' Teyla mentioned as Ronon and she began to circle each other. She tried to sound nice, but she heard the anger seep through. Her anger was flowing on the surface now and she had to work with it. Ronon was the perfect opponent for that. She had chosen him because she wasn't afraid to hurt him. With John, she was afraid to hurt him. She didn't want to hold back right now.
Ronon's stick went for her face and she moved away quickly over the ground.
'I see.' John said as he raised an eyebrow. He stood there for a moment and decided what to do. Then he shrugged. It wasn't like he had better things to do at the moment. So he walked into the gym and took his place in front of the window.
Ronon smirked. Teyla didn't like that smirk. She wanted to ask him why he was smirking but then she had to block his next blows again. She attacked him fiercely but got hit in her stomach. She yelped shortly as she straightened herself. She eyed him as they began to circle again.
'You're distracted.' Ronon mumbled grufly.
John noticed how Teyla didn't answer him and attacked him again. Her movements seemed less fluid then he was used of her. She was angry. Very angry. And maybe he should be glad that it was Ronon being her opponent this time, and not him. He felt his neck again. Maybe she had more trouble with what had happened then he had thought before.
'Still aren't paying attention.' Ronon muttered in a teasing voice.
John saw Teyla's nostrils widen again in irritation. He studied her and again he got that feeling that he couldn't quite pin down. He wished so badly that she had been longing for him, not for Lucius. That she had dressed like that for him, that she had wanted him that badly. "He arouses me to no end." John swallowed as he remembered her words. These memories really didn't do him any good.. What kind of man could really arouse her? Without a potion or spell? Who would a woman like that fall for?
Ronon smirked again and straightened his back as he took a few paces away from Teyla. 'You are still off your game.' He said.
'Don't talk. Just fight.' Teyla spat at him.
Ronon looked at John with a raised eyebrow and then back at Teyla. 'How can I? I don't want to hurt you.' He put the sticks against his shoulders as he looked at John again. 'Maybe you two should talk first?'
Teyla tried to stop her frustrated sigh. 'John, did you come for me?' She asked as she turned towards him. Since John had entered the gym she had not been able to concentrate anymore. Ronon had clearly noticed this.
'Yes, I-'
'I am sorry. I do not have time right now.' She interrupted him.
'She can't concentrate with you around.' Ronon explained bluntly with a teasing undertone.
Teyla gave him an irritated look.
'I apologise but I need to practice right now. Maybe later is a better time?' She suggested in a serene tone.
'She wants you to leave.' Ronon translated with a smirk.
'Ronon!' Teyla said sternly as she eyed him. Why was he acting like this?
'You want me to leave?' John asked somewhat hurt as he stood up.
'Yes.' Ronon answered bluntly for her.
John gave Ronon a surprised and irritated look. Why was he answering for her? He then looked at Teyla to see that she too was irritated and glared at Ronon.
'It is not I that wants you to leave-' Teyla started to explain respectfully.
'No, it is just I.' Ronon interrupted her, mimicking her choice of words. 'Your presence distracts her, can't use that right now.' He said in his own tone again.
John nodded confused and gave Teyla one last look. He clearly wasn't wanted here at the moment. That's okay. It's not like there weren't any other people who didn't want him around. He left quickly.
Teyla turned towards Ronon angrily. 'What is the meaning of this?' Teyla asked the moment the door shut.
'What?' Ronon shrugged. 'Like I said, I don't want to hurt you, when we fight I need you to be alert. You weren't.'
'And why bring it like that?' Teyla said in an angry tone.
'You really want to know?' He asked as he walked towards his bag to drink some more.
She just looked at him, waiting for an answer.
'It makes me tired, seeing the two of you running around each other all the time. Guess I couldn't hold myself in any longer.' He said as he shrugged again.
Her nostrils widened again. This was one of the longest sentences she had ever heard him speak. And she did not like what he said at all. 'What do you mean?' She asked quickly.
'Please, don't make me spell out what you already know.' Ronon said as he dumped his flask in his bag and walked back towards her.
'It is not what you think. You are right, I could not concentrate. This was because of what happened with Lucius.'
Ronon smirked again. He looked at her as if he didn't believe her.
'Do you know what it is like to lose control over yourself? Over your body. Over what you want?!' Teyla asked him furiously.
'Maybe you should lose control more often.' Ronon proposed.
She gave him an angry look and turned around to leave immediately.
'Teyla wait.' Why was she acting so heated? 'Loosening up can't hurt.' Ronon said quickly as he took her arm to stop her.
'Loosening up?' She barked as she looked up at him.
'I know what it's like to lose control. I threatened John with a gun because he wanted to touch the herbs we had gotten remember? I've been there too.'
'Did you go to Lucius like an animal in heat, half naked to sleep with him too?! Is that what you call loosening up?!' She spat as she put her finger in his chest accusingly.
Ronon's mouth fell open. 'O.' He grumbled as he looked at her dumbly. He didn't know that. 'Did he-' Ronon began as anger filled him just by the thought that Lucius would have used her like that.
'No he didn't! Thanks to John. But I can not be that glad about it, because I humiliated myself in front of John and Carson, and more importantly to myself. Should I do that more often?!' She asked unreasonably.
'That's not what I meant..' Ronon said as he took a step back.
'Then what did you mean?' She asked a little softer.
He had meant with John and her. But now was not the time to go into that at all.
'Nothing.' Ronon mumbled.
'I do not like loosing control over myself like that. That is why I am angry.'
Ronon nodded. He understood. 'Sorry.'
She nodded at him and left.
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