Title: Show No Fear
Author: Feral Geek/Mad Hatts Munky
Rating: uh…R? Damned if I know
Summary: A doctor from Atlantis and a Wraith meet several times off-world, romance ensues, this is chapter ten.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, Stargate owns ME.
A/N: Wheee! My Wraith has been named, I wish to thank all of you who helped out, but I especially wish to thank the wonderful Irresistibly Desired, of and vanlanthiriel of livejournal for the names, go worship them because they are awesome.
3 'amie
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He stood in silence, head bowed, arms held behind his back, listening as their Queen vented her displeasure.
They were cowardly, allowing the Lanteans to chase them off.
No one dared say a word.
They were unfit to be soldiers, fleeing at the sign of true danger. They were no better than the humans who fled from the Wraith.
No, they were worse; at least some of the cattle would stay and fight, dying instead of loosing face.
Ah.
He nearly allowed himself a small smile as understanding accompanied by a feeling of wry humor struck him.
At first he had thought this to be another one of Malka's rants; after all, she was incredibly vocal.
She must have spoken of their attack on the Lanteans, sure that they would win…such a loss would have caused her much embarrassment.
Something of his twisted pleasure must have shown through, as one of his companions caught his eye and shook his head.
From that moment he was careful to refrain from thinking such things.
While it was a taboo among Wraith to contact the mind of another, to read or probe it without permission, Malka was Queen, and could do much as she pleased.
And so he turned his eyes back to the Queen, watching dispassionately as their commander was fed upon, the desiccated body falling to the floor.
All of them passed it without a glance; such was the will of the Queen.
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Once a suitable distance from the room, the soldiers broke their line and fell into groups, splitting off to speak with friends, or to train.
A sharp voice sounded in his ear as he headed for the Dart bay, "What were you thinking Cavan?" he turned his head and arched an eyebrow as another Wraith fell into step beside him, "I don't know what you're talking about Dalkar." He replied with an innocent expression…which only served to make him look more devious.
Clearly the other didn't buy it, "She saw you...that face you made while she addressed us." He eventually replied, eyeing Cavan with a suspicious look, "Something is changing you, Cavan, you had best keep your head down…you will only displease her further."
Cavan's only response was to sneer and pick up the pace, stalking along the web-like pathways of the bay, easily locating his Dart and slipping in.
The sleek craft flew from the Hive and into the stark vacuum outside, heading for the gate.
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All personnel were back on Atlantis.
There had been loss of life, but it was not as great as the first time…thankfully they had been better prepared for the attack this time around.
Days had passed and things were returning to normal…if life on Atlantis could be called that.
Adrienne's team was back on the planet where she had met the Wraith for the second time, it was called Laren by the natives.
Once again she worked with the irritable medicine woman, the old one was beginning to grow on her, and the pair spoke of various little things.
She shifted slightly on the ground as the flap of the tent opened one of her teammates poking their head inside, greeting the healer before calling the presence of a Dart to their attention, they were going to go check it out.
Adrienne glanced back at the old woman, who stood up and calmly told the soldier that there was no threat, the Dart had passed over head often these past three days, and never once were they attacked. As the pair argued, Adrienne gathered her kit and picked up a long dagger from the ground, sliding it into her boot. If she could find the Wraith and stun it, she could gain more samples.
Samples from a dead Wraith were not as useful as samples from a live one.
Calmly she explained exactly what she was doing, and refused any company. Eventually she was allowed, as long as she stayed within radio contact.
Adrienne readily agreed and headed out for the location of the Dart, it was perhaps a fifteen minute walk through a nearby forest, the craft concealed in the undergrowth.
She studied it for a few minutes, it was clean and in good conditions, clearly it had not crash landed.
After muddling around for a long time, she settled on a direction and followed it in her attempt to find the pilot. Something had come through here recently, that much was obvious due to the broken vegetation and kicked up dirt.
It was as though someone had been taking out their anger on the environment as they walked.
A half an hour later she checked in with her team, relaying her current location and agreeing to check in after another half hour had gone by.
It was close to her next check-in time when she stumbled across the pilot, splayed out on a rock, scowling up at the sky.
"Hi there." She said brightly, drawing a hypodermic from her kit and removing the small stunner that she had permanently requisitioned during the attack from the holster on her thigh. "If you promise to be a good boy while I work, you get a lollypop."
At that her newest patient turned his head to stare at her, incredulity written all over his face. Adrienne replaced the stunner; she wouldn't need it for this Wraith, and moved closer, perching atop another rock.
"I'm going to call you David." She eventually said, resting her head in her hands, returning the annoyed huff and scowl with a sickeningly sweet smile.
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A/N: My courses have resumed, so it may take longer for me to write, if you read this, and want more leave me a review, it helps me write faster.
And it gives me the warm-fuzzies -giggle-