Chapter 37

M'Rhinna curled up on her small hard bed, wishing she was surrounded by Ronon's fur blankets that were covered with his scent and warmth. When she finally fell asleep, it was fitful and uneasy.

M'Rhinna sighed as she looked around the gym.

"What're you doing in my dream?" she looked over seeing Ronon dressed in his workout clothes in the doorway.

"I'm not here on purpose." she said and went to move around him to leave, but he grabbed her arm, pushing her back into the room. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I want to know why you're here. We're broken up, M'Rhinna! You can't just go invading my dreams!"

"I told you, I didn't mean to come here. I don't know why I'm here, for all we know this is my dream and you're doing the invading."

"Right, you dream about me working out." Ronon said crossing his arms over his chest.

"How was I supposed to know that that's what you dream about? I don't invade your dreams anymore, Ronon! Not intentionally."

"You should have just left me alone."

"Well I'm sorry I'm such a hindrance, I'll leave."

"You might as well leave the city; no one wants you here anyway."

"Screw you!"

"You first!" Looking back on it, neither one of them would know who threw the first punch but they were soon beating the crap out of each other, the room spinning around them as they moved too fast for the eye to see. When they finally broke away, M'Rhinna had a cut above her eye and the corner of Ronon's mouth was bleeding, a cut high up on his cheekbone. She wiped the blood off her face with the back of her hand and Ronon suddenly dropped his stance. He advanced on her quickly and grabbed the back of her head with both hands, kissing her almost brutally, her lips mashing against her teeth.

Air left her lungs as her back hit the wall and she tore at his shirt with her hands, pulling it off his body. Ronon hissed as she dug runnels into his back with her nails, the wounds healing before they ever had the chance to bleed. He gripped her hips in his hands with a bruising force and she wrapped her legs around his waist, his hands going to work on the drawstring of her capri sweatpants. At the taste of his blood in her mouth, her eye teeth lengthened and as if that was the trigger, his did also. Her eyes widening, she dropped her legs to the floor and pushed him away with all the strength she could muster. He jumped off of her, hitting the floor on his back and she ran for the door but was stopped when he reached out, wrapping his fingers around her ankle. She tried to pull free but he yanked her leg out from under her. She hit the floor and rolled to distribute the force and he was on her in a second, one hand around wrists to keep her arms above her head, the other gently pushing her head to the side, baring her throat.

"Ronon…"she warned and hissed as he ran his tongue over the heavy pulse under her skin, causing the pulse to jump. M'Rhinna cried out as he sank his teeth into her neck but then the pain faded as he made the bite pleasurable. He pulled away from her neck and kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue and delving into her mouth, letting her taste her own blood. M'Rhinna cried out against his lips for a different reason as his hand slid under the waistband of her sweatpants.

She came awake with a gasp, sitting up in bed, her skin coated with sweat and her neck throbbing. She put a hand to her neck but found no puncture wounds. She looked over as there was a pounding on her door and got out of bed, waving her hand over the sensor. The door slid back and she looked at Ronon standing on the other side. He wasted no time, rushing at her like he did in the dream, the door sliding closed behind him.

M'Rhinna woke again at the loud thumping noise and the curse words and peered over the side of the bed, seeing Ronon on the floor, still partially wrapped in the pale blue sheet. Bright sunlight filtered in through the windows telling her it was morning.

"Did you actually roll out of bed?" she asked, running her fingers through her hair.

"Quit laughing that hurt." He said getting off the floor and joining her back on the bed. "Your bed is too small."

"You're just too big." She said, laying with her back to him, her head pillowed on his arm. After untangling the sheet, he covered the both of them with it and held it in his fist to her chest, keeping her close to him.

"No such thing as too big, baby." He said and she snorted, snuggling into the warmth of his body, her eyes closing. The door beeped and they didn't have time to do much of anything before it slid open.

"Out, McKay!" they barked in unison.

"Jesus Christ, I'm blind!" he yelled as the door slid closed, leaving him out in the hall.

"For the last time, Rodney," Jennifer said as they entered the mess hall, going to their usual table. "You're not blind."

"It's not like he saw anything." Ronon said as they sat down. John was in the center with Ronon and M'Rhinna on either side.

"We were completely covered." M'Rhinna said.

"So," John started. "I guess that means you two are back together."

"That's what it means." Ronon said, taking a bite of scrambled eggs.

"How did that happen?" John asked.

"Well we shared a rather interesting dream last night that was cut short and then he came to my room to pick up where it left off." M'Rhinna said with a smile.

"And then she was late coming to the lab this morning so I tried her on the radio and received no answer so I went to check on her and there they were…in bed…naked." Rodney said.

"We were covered!" M'Rhinna said.

"Although, what little I saw, I noticed that M'Rhinna has a really nice form and…"

"You will stop right there." M'Rhinna said.

"Yes, you will." Ronon said turning his gaze fully on him and Rodney made a small scared sound deep in his throat, falling quiet.

"So," M'Rhinna said, switching topics. "Where's Teyla?"

"The mainland." John said, "Kanaan wanted to see David."

"Kanaan is David's bio-dad right?" M'Rhinna asked and John nodded. "Don't worry John." she said, petting the top of his head. He batted her hand away and she smiled. "Teyla loves you and considers you David's father. No matter what genetic claim Kanaan has on him, you are his father. David certainly thinks of you as his father, even though he knows that he is not genetically yours."

"Really?" John asked.

"Really." M'Rhinna said.

"So," Ronon started. "Do you think you and Teyla would ever you know…have more?"

"Yes, will David be getting any little siblings?" M'Rhinna asked and John turned an adorable shade of pink.

"We have talked about it and we agreed that when David is three and we still want to, we'll start talking about giving David some brothers or sisters." He said.

"Awww." M'Rhinna laid her head on John's shoulder and he smiled, looking down at her. Ronon reached around and put a hand between them, pushing her off of John's shoulder. They were all laughing at this when an explosion rocked the city.