J = Jealous
"You okay, Teyla? asked John.
She had been moody all day. He found her later that evening in her quarters sitting quietly.
"Yes, John, I am fine. Just thinking about my father; today is the anniversary of his death.
"I'm sorry Teyla...would you rather be alone?"
"No, John, come in …please…sit."
John sat next to her on her bed and Teyla spent the next half hour talking about her father and how he taught her so much. She remembered how he would tell her
how proud he was of her and how he would talk to others about what a strong warrior and leader he was sure she would become.
By the time she finished there were tears in her eyes, but Teyla smiled and thanked John, grateful for the opportunity to share the good memories she had about her
father.
John nodded solemnly and patted her gently on the leg. He wished her a good night and left for his quarters, trying to quell the sudden feeling of jealousy he felt over
the relationship Teyla and her father had.
A relationship he would have given anything to have with his own father.
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