A/N- sorry for lateness, I'm back at school now so not much time to add to this. Warning you now, it gets abit heated, just abit.

( ) – Thoughts

[ ] – Wraith or telepathic thoughts

{ } – Dreams or flashbacks

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For the past few days Selene had been bunking in Teyla's room, causing the two to grow even closer. Teyla had learned Selene had grown up in an orphanage in a country called America until she was put into many foster homes. Constantly bounced around from home to home because of her 'gifts', telepathic and physical. Selene was always faster, stronger and smarter than normal kids her age so the same thing always happened because of it. She got into fights. And when someone pushed her, she pushed back. Hard. She had told Teyla that one time at one of her schools a boy had tried to shove her in a locker for laughs…Selene, in her defense, kicked the lock door clean of its reneges and curled the piece of metal around his head before bashing it against the water fountain. The amount of violence frightened Teyla, and Selene knew it. But Selene had regret in her voice when she told the story, she said she didn't know what got into, a primal rage just took over. The boy had survived and Selene was expelled from yet another school. Teyla then told one of her own stories involving her gifts. As she was reaching her adult years she could sense wraiths more clearly and warned her people whenever they came. To her people, Teyla was their oracle or protector; she was treated well while Selene was treated like a freak.

"It must have been hard for you…" Teyla stated as her and Selene were back to back, eyes closed while meditating

Selene shrugged "You get use to it…Hey Teyla…can I tell you something, private?"

"Oh course Selene, I am honoured you trust me so well"

"…Teyla…When that Wraith attacked me…he did feed upon me. I could feel energy leaving me but I stayed the same. Even the Wraith seemed shocked…then Ford came in shooting the place up. He wouldn't let me get a word in edgeways about what happened, nor Dr. Beckett…so… I let it slip. But that Wraith fed fro me…and yet, I'm alive, un-aged…and very confused"

"I agree, I have never heard of this before. I would strongly suggest you go to Dr. Beckett when he returns from Hoff" Teyla suggested, turning round to face Selene who had done the same in turn.

"Hoff? As in the planet? What is he doing there?"

"I believe he is working with the Hoffans to create a serum to fight the Wraith, they're going to test it on the captured Wraith when it is ready-"

"WHAT?!" Selene bellowed as she shot up "That's…that's inhumane! They can't do that!" And with that, Selene stormed out of the room, leaving Teyla slightly confused. Even though the Wraith had fed on her she still took to the Wraith's defense…Selene Ankarres really was strange.

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"Back again, 'human'?" The Wraith said, cocking his brow up at Selene entered the cell block. She was keeping her distance, there was insecurity in her eyes and her scent had lingering fear. The Wraith's smile grew. "Some say Wraith feeding can be pleasurable for some… is that why you're back here? To offer your-self to me, if so by all means, I gladly accept"

She winced slightly in distain and took a defiant step forward. "I'm actually here to warn you, 'Steve'"

This time 'Steve' was the one that winced, at the use of that insulting human name. But he let it slide. "Warn me of what, female?"

"You had better tell Major Sheppard what he wants to know or you're going to end up as a living experiment…"

But 'Steve' just snorted slightly and turned away from her, composing him-self again, hands together, eyes closed and steady breathing. Selene released an annoyed sigh and walked around the cell to face him.

"What is wrong with you!? You could die! Doesn't it bother you that they're walking over your…uh….rights?"

'Steve' was silent for a while. But when he did speak, his eyes still remained closed. "Rights, you say? …By telling me that my decision is wrong, aren't you doing the same as them? Walking over my rights?" he questioned. Selene opened her mouth to replied but found she couldn't argue with him. He nodded with a smug smile, eyes still closed and then continued.

"Beings of my race are not ones to be so easily intimidated. We do not show weakness, we do not show mercy and we do not show fear…We never surrender, never accept defeat and never go down without a fight. And in the end, we accept death, we do not fear and run from it…we embrace it. That is our way; it always has been and always will be. And if I am to die here than so be it, but there will be retribution for my passing…" He opened his eyes, and the slits grew thinner for a moment before widening, like a camera lens, focusing on the subject.

Which was Selene.

A grin came to 'Steve's' face as he stepped forward, bending over slightly to fully tower over Selene, even in between the cells.

"A small word of advice, 'human'. When you are taken by a Wraith, do not fight it, simply give and save your-self the pain"

And for some worrying reason, Selene just knew he wasn't talking about feeding.

Suddenly she was bombarded with thoughts. And they weren't her own, they seemed…'cold', foreign, a rush of bitter wind in her mind and yet she could pick them up. Some came with plain words; others were images, as if zoomed in pictures of her own features from another's eyes.

[This human…so beautiful…those eyes, as blue as the waters on our homeworld framed with long eyelashes and skin so white and smooth, completely flawless with a river of hair, blacker than the skies of space. Her body…developing well, tall, lean and supple yet strong with flexibility. Breasts of a good just above average size, a defined shaped body, narrowed waist and set hips. Going into her physical prime of life. The innocent sway of her hips when she walks combined with self-unnoticed habit of licking her red lips really does speak out about this Dr. Ankarres. Clearly in a body state humans refer to as 'virgin']

Selene soon realised that these thoughts were from 'Steve'.

(He's checking me out!!!!!!!!!!) She mentally gasped, feeling heat beginning to radiate across her cheeks. Even at that time she licked her lips as her body tensed upon sensing the worst was yet to come from the Wraith.

The thoughts became more forceful as the Wraith lost him-self in his mind. Selene was forced to view the images of the male's mind.

[I can picture her serving me back on my hive-ship after I return to my position and leading commander. With that fiery personality it would take a few good months, maybe even years to finally break her. I will savour her defiance but I shall enjoy her obedience more. I would be the envy of all the commanders as they watched her serve me faithfully.]

Selene couldn't speak, she couldn't move, she couldn't do anything to break away, and this Wraith was completely unaware that Selene was receiving his heated thoughts, even when a full scenario popped into her head from his over working mind. It was one of his more favoured fantasies at the moment.

[That young plucky commander that always haunted my footsteps, that tried to take my rank and honour. I can just picture his face as he walks into my chambers to summon me to speak to the queen, only to stop in mid-sentence as he realises he was walked in on one of my many mating rituals with this human Selene. A sneer grows on my face as his eyes are fixed on the young Dr. Still withering with pleasure on top of me, fully naked and sweaty. His eyes screaming with desire for her and yet the scowl on his face says he knows he can't have her…for she is mine. As stated by the many bite marks I would have placed on her neck and shoulder. He would not be the only one that glared with jealously at me because of my prize, but I would still parade her about, filled with pride and anxiety, waiting the next time I could take her body in a fit of desire--]

The beeping of Selene's comlink snapped both 'Steve' and Selene back into reality. Selene now had a blush across her cheeks. She glanced at 'Steve' in his cell and then dashed out of there, trying to control her heart rate that was beating out of control. That Wraith… liked her? Strange…back on earth, among normal humans she thought none ever took any notice of her, but that Wraith made her feel…special. Sure he was life sucking space alien with a bad temper but Selene could somehow connect with him, in ways she never could with humans. But that was just too extreme; from now on she had to be more wary. She had to keep her distance…and yet try and stop that experiment from happening.

(I must be losing my mind!)

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A few hours later Selene had moved back into her cell block room on the top level after she had gotten news that 'Steve' the Wraith had died after the experiment went 'too right' for the Wraith but then too wrong for the Hoffans when they injected the serum into their systems. Half of them rejected the serum, and it was killing them as it had for 'Steve'. Selene couldn't say she felt sorry for them; they rushed ahead before proper testing could be done. It was their own fault.

Now and then Selene would look down at the now empty cell below. Unknowingly she sighed and returned to her redecorating. Suddenly she left so alone again. She had somewhat connected with a being she felt a bond to and now that he was gone, she felt detached. It wasn't love, she shook her-self of that thought, she just felt she could somehow relate to that alien. It was a strange relationship. Selene dwelled on it constantly, she thought 'Steve' only saw her as another 'human' or merely as food. Humans as food… to her…it didn't seem as strange as others found it. Most of the Atlantis team were shocked when they found out humans weren't at the top of the food chain in this galaxy and that there were alien beings that herded them up like cattle. But to Selene…it almost felt…natural… as in her being the one that's meant to herd them.

All these thoughts in her head were unsettling. As the lights of Atlantis started to turn off she went back to the old, hard thin mattress bed she missed. Teyla's couch was soft, woven and snug, but Selene guess she just had a different taste. Guess it's true what earthlings say…Once something's gone you realise just how much you really miss it. She closed her eyes and slowly started to relax; letting her mind open to galaxy and its darkness…and to a roaring voice she thought she'd never hear again.

[I live, little one…I live…]