A/N: Sorry everyone I haven't posted, I have been working on my newest novel and had been busy with that, sorry also that it's short hope you enjoy.
"What happened to her doc?" Sheppard had asked as they all stood near Riska's bed in the infirmary.
"She was malnutrition, which I don't understand has anyone had lunch with her?" Dr. Beckett asked everyone.
"I had been having lunch with her but lately I've been busy with training," Teyla had responded feeling some guilt build up inside of her, "I wonder why she wouldn't eat."
"I haven't eaten because I can't sit in that place you call a mess hall." Riska had stated as she started to get out of the bed, "Dr. Beckett, I am fine. I'd like to show Dr. Weir something if I may."
"Although I'm not happy with you getting up so soon there is no reason to keep you here." He sighed knowing there was nothing he could do to make her stay.
"What is it you would like to show me Riska?" Dr. Weir asked her brow turning down in curiosity.
"Follow me."
As Ronon helped Riska out of her bed, although he was still unsure how he felt he was worried on her well-being over all. She walked down the halls as they all had followed her, although she knew this would be strange for Dr. Weir she had to explain why she didn't enjoy the mess hall. Hopefully this would help with her request to leave Atlantis. Once they had reached the mess hall she stood next to a couple empty tables. The mess hall wasn't very full but she sensed some of the few people who did have strong feelings towards her enjoying their lunch.
"May I have your hand Dr. Weir?" Riska asked as she held out hers, "I promise this won't hurt you."
Dr. Weir looked into Riska's eyes and trusted her; she reached her hand out and took hold of Riska's. At that moment she felt this rush of energy hit her like a waterfall, she could hear the thoughts of the few people who were in the mess hall. Most of average thoughts such as the jobs everyone had that day, some about they're plans for tonight, but some thoughts stood out more than others. There was a couple who had thoughts of Riska, some wondering why she had so much freedom when they felt she should have been locked up. Others were scared of her, worried she was here to do terrible things, they're fear is what stood out the most, Dr. Weir had understood now why Riska didn't like being in the mess hall.
"This is the reason for our meeting tomorrow. I wish to leave Atlantis as soon as McKay & Dr. Beckett's test are done. If I may?"
"After all I just heard, of course. Now Dr. Beckett & Dr. McKay, how are the tests coming along?" Dr. Weir asked them.
"Well mine have been just been finished this morning." Dr. McKay replied.
"I just have the final one, the Ancient gene. I was hoping to do it this afternoon but after all the excitement so far today I would recommend we hold off on it."
"No please Dr. Beckett I feel fine I'd rather do it now than later." Riska stated as she walked up to Dr. Beckett, "If we can get done as soon as possible I'd be very thankful."
Dr. Beckett had a worried look on his face then he shook his head, "Alright lets go."
As Riska and Dr. Beckett were in the infirmary, Ronon and Sheppard were in the gym sparring.
"Ronon, why do you seem so upset today?" Teyla asked as she sat back and watched.
"I'm not.." He replied as he knocked Sheppard flat on his back.
"Ugh" Sheppard moaned feeling the pain surge through him, "I'm gonna feel that one in the morning, he has feelings for Riska."
"I didn't say that." Ronon shrugged his shoulders rolling his head.
"Ronon if you do have feelings for Riska it's not a horrible thing. Why don't you ask her to dinner tonight?" Teyla asked.
Ronon just kept pacing, "I don't know."
"Ronon. Trust me go ask her." Teyla responded smiling at him.
"You know it's going to be a nice night on the pier."
By the time Dr. Beckett had done his final test, Riska had already left the infirmary and started packing up the few belongings she had. Although she was thankful for what everyone had done for her she knew she didn't belong here.
"Hmm….Ronon? Why is he here?" Riska asked as she started to walk to her door.
As it opened she found Ronon walking back and forth in front of the door shaking his head. "Um hi Riska, I… It's going to be a nice night out on the pier and well I was wondering if you'd enjoy having dinner with me since it's your last night in Atlantis."
"Yeah, I'd like that." She smiled, happy that Ronon finally asked her.
"Okay I'll see you on the pier tonight then say 7?" Ronon asked beaming with happiness.
"Sounds good, I'll see you then." She said as Ronon nodded his head and headed down the hall. Once he was out of her sight she turned to one of her escorts and asked, "Is there any possible way you can get a hold of Teyla for me and have her come here?"
He nodded and clicked his head piece, "Teyla can you come to Riska's courters?"
Through the speaker Riska could hear her response, "Yeah I'm on my way."
"Thank you." She told her escort, then walked back into her courters and started pacing back and forth. Was this a good idea? Would this change anything, if this dinner goes well would she change her mind on leaving? Riska hadn't had these feelings for someone romantically for a long time.