Sorry if the science of this is well for lack of a better word… crap, but it made sense to me

Ronon's gaze was fixed upon the night sky, watching the stars twinkle with life. It had been so long since he had just stopped to look at the stars, but then again he did not really have the time when he was a runner. He sighed a frustrated breath and leaned heavily on the railing in front of him. The night air calmed him, as it blew against his face, cooling his skin. It whispered a playful tune in his ear as it played with his dreads. He heard a quiet shuffling behind him. He angled his head to see who was behind him, going cross-eyed as he did? Teyla stood behind him, a small smile on her face and a black cane at her side. He pushed off the railing, and turned to meet her.

"I thought 'that' Wraith healed you?" he grunted, Teyla nodded.

"She did, but not fully, she was too weak," Ronon grunted in agreement, then looked at Teyla again, Many cuts bruises married her face, long claw like gashes were etched in to her chest and arms. The were fading quickly, but they were still visible against her mocha tanned skin. Ronon turned to look over the ocean again

"Shouldn't't you be in bed?" he asked Teyla, she gave a little huff.

"Could not sleep." She said, and then glanced up at Ronon. He jumped at the sound of her voice. She was standing right next to him now, and he hadn't heard or seen her move.

"Something is bothering you," she stated, Ronon looked down, gazing in to her worried eyes. He sighed.

"We came so close to losing you," He said, turning round and putting both hands on her waist, She tensed at the contact. Her eyes widening in surprise as, both his arms rapped round her waist and he pulled her closer to him in a tight and loving embrace. Teyla wasn't sure, but she could swear she could hear silent whimpers creep past his lips, and shuddering breaths as he breathed. He leaned closer whispering in her ear.

"I don't know what I would do if I lost you Teyla." Teyla hugged him back with her free arm, leaning heavily on her cane. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. she had never seen Ronon act this way before but welcomed his warm embrace. Ronon reluctantly pulled away, and sniffed, straightening up. He cleared his throat, Teyla thought she could see a redness in his cheeks.

"Sorry I don't know what got in to me," he said. Teyla smiled. She looked out over the ocean then yawned. Ronon guided her over to the door.

"Let's get you to bed," he said, Teyla nodded, too tired to disagree.

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Teyla keyed in the code to open her door and allowed Ronon to help her to the bed. Her back had started to throb painfully and the Athosian leader had found it hard to stand on her own two feet. Ronon carefully set her down on the end of the bed, apologizing profoundly when he had knocked a bandaged wound on her arm, making her hiss in pain. Ronon strode in to the bathroom pouring a glass of water for his friend. He walked over to Teyla, setting the glass on her bedside table. A brown tattered book lay on the side of the table with the word 'Memories' carved in to the front in cold writing. Ronon picked it up and inspected it.

"What's this?" He asked Teyla, she looked up at him from her obviously comfortable position and smiled.

"My old photo album, I look at it when I can't sleep." She admitted, He looked down at her, a troubled frown on her face.

"Dreams?" Ronon asked, Teyla nodded her head sadly.

"Yes?" Ronon sat next to her, as she pushed her self in to a position where she was leaning against the wall.

"How long have you had the dreams?" Ronon asked.

"As long as I can remember, I will never forget I used to wake up screaming because the dreams were so frightening." Teyla confessed. Ronon looked at her apologetically. Ronon opened the book, looking at the first picture that was pasted in. He raised his eyebrows, stifling a laugh. Glancing over at Teyla, he could see a red tint in her cheeks. He looked at the picture again. A small baby girl no older then 9 months old sat in a chair, with more soup around her mouth then in it. She wore a small soft brown fabric that covered her small chubby body

"And you say my table manners are bad." He teased, seeing Teyla pout playfully. He turned the page seeing a few more photos that resembled the first. After an hour at looking at the various sweet, humours and damn right random photos in Teyla's book, Ronon craned his neck and smiled as he caught site of Teyla's sleeping form.

One hand was folded on her chest the other resting beside her head on the pillow, Ronon picked up the blanket that fortunately lay neatly folded on the end of the bed. Ronon tucked his injured friend in, then started to his own quarters, knowing that the day ahead of them, was not going to be so sweet.

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When Ronon walked out through the door of his quarters, he was nearly knocked down by a stampede of scientists making their way to the labs. Many marines patrolled the corridors well others geared up for combat. The replicator ships were due to only turn up late tomorrow evening, but the atmosphere in the corridor said different.

Ronon started towards the gate room, stopping just up top the stairs. Below he saw Teyla. A handful of Athosians stood at attention in front of her, listening carefully as she spoke. She had always said that she was not the great leader everyone thought her to be and that her people deserved better, but the sight in front of him now said different. Her face portrayed no expression as she stood tall and proud in front of them. He cane was no longer at her side, but rested against the wall beside the stairs. She was a different Teyla front the one she had seen last night. She was not the playful, comforting Teyla but the respected leader. Ronon made his way down the stairs, stopping just behind Teyla.

"Now anyone who would like to go back to the mainland, speak up now." She ordered, silence followed. She smiled and nodded her head proudly.

"Good. Gear up." She said then turned on her heel. She bumped in to Ronon, nearly falling to the floor. He handed her, her cane which he had picked up, she reluctantly took it.

"Shouldn't you keep your cane with you at all times?" He asked a fatherly tone in his voice.

"Would you?" She shot back, raising an eyebrow when he struggled for an answer. He grinned and accepted his defeat. The two warriors smile at each other, but eye contact was broken when the sound of heavy footsteps sounded through the room. They both turned their heads towards the opening doors and Colonel Sheppard, Doctor McKay walked through, followed by a few marines and Wraith Teyla. Teyla saw more then felt Ronon tense up beside her. The group stopped in front of the two Pegasus natives, Teyla coming face to face with her double. It was like looking in to a demonic mirror. The two women stared at each other, silence washing over the occupants of the gate room. The room was quiet, all eyes turning to the two twins.

"I see your felling better," Teyla said, her Wraith voice sending chills down John's spine. The Wraiths cat like eyes travelled down to the cane Teyla held at her side, and then looked back up at her again.

"Or so to speak," she smiled toothily. The Athosian glared at her double.

"I guess I should thank you," Teyla said, leaning more heavily on her cane. "After all if it wasn't for you, I would still be paralyzed," she said through gritted teeth. Her double smiled, but this time it seemed forced. McKay cleared hit throat and stepped in between the two females.

"Can we hold off this freaky reunion and get to work please," he said. "I have no idea how we are going to get through this, we are going to lose this war I can just see it," he said franticly, pacing back and forth. The others watched him.

"Naquada," Teyla said, her Wraith eyes burning holes in Rodney's skin.

"Great idea, except we only have a few generators and oh there are more then a few ships and another thing, how are we gonna get the generators on to the ships?" Rodney blurted out sarcastically. Teyla snarled, showing off her slightly pointed row of teeth.

"We could use the Daedalus, " Teyla said suddenly, Rodney glanced at his Athosion friend.

"Still it will only take out a few ships." McKay explained. The two woman glanced at each other, then sighed simultaneously

"Then bunch their ships together," the human Teyla explained.

"That way there is only one target," cut in the wraith.

"Beam all the generators on board when they are bunched together"

"Then put the Atlantis shields up…"

"To protect us from the blast,"

The room went mute again, marines, scientists and the team glanced between the two women. John cleared his throat.

"OK… that, finishing each others sentences thing… not cute," beside him Rodney clicked his fingers, a surprised but cheerful expression on his face.

"That might just work." Rodney said, taking Teyla in to a tight embrace. She crocked trying to suppress a painful moan, Rodney instantly let go, a guilty look on his face.

"Oh right your back…sorry" he turned to John, who nodded.

"Daedalus this is Sheppard" prepare…for war."