Summary: AU. Teyla is married and the ruler of her people. She is reunited with her true love after waiting for him for so many years. RononTeyla.

So originally this was supposed to be one chapter because I didn't think farther than one chapter, but I guess that it would make more sense if it wrapped it all up. So, I wrote this. Here it goes. Don't worry, it isn't the last chapter.

Italics are flashbacks

Bold Italics are thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own very much. I own a few characters: Mayra, Garvin, Tessir, Virrah, and the members of the Triad. Everyone else belongs to the creators of the show.

Teyla awoke when the rays of the Sun touched her face. She felt something heavy around her and looked up. She saw the sleeping form of Ronon and noticed that he still had his arm protectively around her exactly how they fell asleep.

She slipped out from under Ronon's arm and softly kissed him on the cheek. She smiled at how innocent he looked as he dreamed. She got out of bed and put her sandals back on. She walked to her door, but before she even put her hand on the door handle, she heard him speak. "You are leaving me. Where are you going?" Ronon asked.

"I have business to attend to. And I thought you could use the rest."

"I've rested enough. Let me come with you," he said making a move to get out of bed.

"Don't you dare move a muscle, Ronon Dex."

"Teyla, I'm fine. I promise you."

Teyla stood next to the bed and crossed her arms across her chest. "Oh really. Try and get out of bed."

"All right then. I will," Ronon replied.

Ronon swung his legs off the bed and attempted to sit up. The key work was attempted. He got halfway up before he brought his hand to his stomach and grunted. He fell back onto his bed, his chest heaving. "You were saying?" Teyla said.

Teyla picked up his feet and put them back on his bed. She helped to prop Ronon up against the headboard. "That was fun," he winced.

"For whom?" Teyla said. Ronon opened his mouth to reply, but Teyla interrupted him. "You stay put. I will be right back. I'm going to get the healer."

"She better tell me that I'm able to stand up and walk around. I don't do bedridden very well," Ronon said.

Teyla turned around and walked to her door. "I didn't notice," Teyla said, and walked into the hallway.

Teyla found the healer and brought her back to her room. Ronon was still lying on his bed, staring straight ahead. The healer laughed at emotion and unfinished business that was felt in the atmosphere. Ronon caught the laugh and furrowed his brow. "What is so funny?"

"Oh nothing, sir," she replied. "Would you be able to sit up?"

"Not without assistance," Teyla answered for him. Teyla put his arm around her and helped him to sit up. The healer nodded and unwrapped his bandages. "I will leave you, Marya," Teyla said.

"You can stay," Marya said. "I could use a helper, unless you have something else to attend to."

Marya knew that Teyla didn't want to leave Ronon. "I can stay," Teyla said.

"You can leave," Ronon said.

"Excuse me?" Teyla said.

"You probably have a lot to deal with right now."

"I can deal with it when I know you are well."

"I am well."

"Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"No, never," Ronon said with a smile on his face.

"Good, because I'm not leaving."

"Okay then." He smiled got bigger when he was able to make Teyla admit that she wanted to be with him. But of course, he felt the same way about her.

Teyla stood in the corner and watched Marya work on Ronon. Ronon kept his eyes on Teyla the entire time. This moment reminded her of the first time they had met, when Beckett was removing the transmitter from his back. Except this time, he wasn't pointing a gun at her. That was so long ago, but here he was, getting looked at by a doctor once again.

She never thought that she would ever see him again. That he would be sitting there, right in front of her. That she would be looking in his eyes, and he would be looking back. Into her soul.

She remembered the day that she thought she had lost him forever.

Flashback

"I promise I'll be back. I promise. I won't ever leave you like this," Ronon said.

Ronon bent down and softly kissed her on the lips. "Go now," she whispered, needing to look away. "Before I change my mind."

"Wait for me, Teyla"

"I will."

Ronon took her in his arms one last time and kissed her on her forehead. "I will see you again."

End Flashback

And she believed him. The words that he had said to her were permanently implanted in her memory. A smile unconsciously crept onto her face. She was so caught up in her memories that she didn't notice the healer standing right in front of her. "Princess?" Marya asked.

"Oh, my apologies, Marya."

"I'm done with your friend."

"My name is Ronon," he said from the bed.

"I am done with Ronon," Marya said.

Teyla chuckled at Marya responding to Ronon. "So does he have to stay in bed?" Teyla asked.

"He is allowed limited movement."

"How about walking?" Ronon asked.

"No. I wouldn't recommend it."

"I can't stay in this room," Ronon said, leaning back.

"He's going to leave this room no matter what you say," Teyla said. "He never really liked showing weakness."

"Fine. You can take short walks, but nothing too strenuous. And not on your own. I must say that you are a fast healer. But not fast enough."

"Why thank you."

Teyla and Marya walked out of the room. Marya closed the door to Teyla's room so she could talk to her without Ronon hearing. Marya noticed that Teyla stared at the door as if her gaze could penetrate the wood. "My lady, are you all right?"

"Of course, Marya. Does something seem wrong?"

"No. It is just that if I could see your heart right now, I would see it fluttering."

Teyla's cheeks were painted with a rosy tone. "Fluttering?"

"I see the way you look at him, Princess. I know, because I gave the same look to my husband when we were courting. And your friend is very handsome."

Teyla's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. She agreed with what Marya said, but she would never say it out loud. Even though her actions clearly said otherwise. "Marya," she whispered.

"My apologies, Princess. That was out of line."

"It is all right."

"If you love him, let him know," Marya said. "I must be off." She turned around and shuffled down the hallway.

Teyla walked back into her room and saw Ronon sitting up. He slowly turned his head to look at her. His gaze was so deep that it almost hurt to be in the path of it. "What was that about?" he asked.

Teyla turned around, not able to take his stare any longer. "Nothing that you have to concern yourself about."

"And yet I don't believe you."

"Well, you should," she said walking over and taking a seat next to him. "So are you well enough for a walk?"

"You didn't even need to ask." Ronon braced himself and tried to stand on his own. Teyla pushed him down. "What are you doing?" Ronon asked, shocked that Teyla offered to take him out for a walk only to push him back down.

"You heard, Marya. Not on your own." She took his arm and put it around her shoulders. "Are you ready?" Ronon nodded. "One… two… three."

The two of them stood up together. It was a lot harder for Teyla than she thought because Ronon was the closest thing to dead weight without being dead. She heard him groan and he stood fully upright. Ronon looked down and saw that Teyla was struggling a little bit. "Sorry," he said.

"Getting you up was the hardest part. Are you ready to begin?"

"Of course."

"Now you better tell me if you are feeling tired or we need to stop."

"I will," Ronon said unconvincingly.

"Ronon," Teyla scolded, not liking Ronon's tone.

"You don't believe me?"

"I do."

The two of them walked out of the room and around the halls. "This is nothing like Atlantis. Why did you leave and how is everybody?"

"I had to leave them. For my people. And the Team is all right. I spoke to them a few days ago." Ronon sighed deeply. He missed the Team. "You can talk to them the next time we get a transmission. I think that they will be glad to see you all right." Ronon looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Well, as close to all right as you can get."

"Right."

Teyla decided to walk outside to the sacred ground. But they needed to walk into the forest to get there. "I thought you could use some fresh air. Rejuvenate your spirit," Teyla said.

"This isn't exactly a short walk," he said staring out at the endless amount of trees.

They walked passed a bunch of trees and came across a paved path. They followed the path and ended up at a circle. The sacred ground was a large paved circle surrounded by flowers and benches. Teyla helped Ronon to sit down and she took a seat next to him. He held his hand out to her and she put her hand in his. She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder. "This is how it should have been," she whispered.

"Teyla?" He paused and waited for her to look at him. "What is this place?"

"This is the sacred grounds. It is where all ceremonies are performed before the gods and witnesses."

"Teyla, is there where you married—"

"No," she interrupted. She inhaled deeply. "This is where I would go every night when the planet was dark and quiet. I'd sit listening to the wind. Waiting until I could have sworn I heard the voices of the gods. And I would pray to them. Ask them where you were. And ask them to bring you back to me."

"I guess that they answered your prayers," Ronon replied. He took her in his arms and kissed her head. "Someone was looking out for me and you."

They sat like that for a couple of minutes. Neither one saying a word, but nothing needed to be said. Teyla wished that the moment would last forever. She felt that when they were together like this, nothing could touch them. And in her heart, she knew that feeling was right.

Suddenly, Ronon sat up and looked around. "Ronon, what is wrong?" Teyla asked, her voice full of concern.

"Someone is coming," he said.

He tried to stand, but didn't have the strength to. "You stay. You are in no position to be in a fight."

Teyla stood protectively in front of Ronon. It was actually funny because it was usually him doing the protecting. "Who is there?" she yelled. Garvin revealed himself from the trees. Teyla slouched and breathed a sigh of relief. "Garvin, you frightened me."

"I'm sorry, Princess. I needed to make sure you were all right."

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Marya wanted me to make sure that your friend—"

"Ronon," he growled.

"Ronon," Garvin continued, "didn't pass out or relapse."

"He is fine," Teyla said. "Thank you for your concern."

Garvin took off his guard hat and walked over to Ronon. He held his hand out to him. "I'm sorry…Ronon. Your first impression of me must be horrible."

Ronon took his hand and shook it. "It's all right, Garvin."

"It is just that when my guards and I saw you. You were covered in dried blood, standing where Prince Tessir's body was a few days ago. My guards and I had no reason to think other wise."

"In my position, I would have thought the same."

"I hope in the future, I can change your opinion about me."

"There is nothing to change. I haven't formed one yet. Well at least not from our first encounter." He looked over to Teyla. "Someone taught me that first impressions don't mean everything."

Ronon sent a soft smile in Teyla's direction. She graciously returned the smile. "Garvin, would you like to do me a favor?"

"Anything, my lady," he said bowing to her.

"Would you mind helping me get Ronon back to my quarters? I think that he has had enough fresh air for today."

"My lady, I don't know if—

Ronon knew where the statement was going and interrupted him before he could finish it. "Teyla could use as much help as she can get," Ronon said, trying to relieve the tension between them. He knew that Garvin felt uncomfortable being around him after kicking him yesterday.

Teyla turned to Garvin and whispered, "He gets shot in the stomach no more than a day ago, and he still has the strength to fight with me."

"Of course I do," Ronon said.

Garvin laughed at the banter between them. Teyla sat down and put Ronon's arm around herself. "Let us go, Ronon. It's time to get you back to my room."

"Why?"

"I have some business to attend to. And you are still healing, so you need your rest."

"So who is trying to get rid of who now?"

Teyla ignored Ronon, but she couldn't help but smile. "On three. One… two… three."

Teyla and Ronon stood up at the same time. He groaned as the movement put a strain on his torso. Garvin rushed over and put Ronon's other arm around him. "How did you two get up here?"

"Very slowly," Ronon and Teyla said simultaneously.

She seems so much happier with him, Garvin thought as he walked along side the two.

The three of them walked back to Main Hall slowly. They needed to stop a few times for Ronon to catch his breath. They got back to Teyla's room about fifteen minutes later. In her room, Marya was sitting on a chair waiting with her supplies. "It's good to see that you are still conscious," she said.

"You seem surprised," Ronon said.

"Anyone else who was shot a few hours ago would be unconscious after walking around."

"What can I say," Ronon said. "I'm not anyone else."

"No, you're not," Teyla replied.

Garvin and Teyla slowly walked Ronon to her bed. They made him sit and Teyla helped Ronon to lie back down. Marya walked to Ronon and put the back of her hand on his forehead. She shook her head in disapproval. "You have a bit of a temperature, sir."

"Please. Just Ronon," he said pushing Marya's hand away from his face.

"I'm going to need to check for an infection."

Marya started unwrapping the bandages. Teyla looked outside and saw that it was around midday. "Marya, can you do me a favor and keep an eye on him for about an hour. I have a meeting with the Triad. And I need to make a few visits."

"Of course, princess," Marya responded.

"If he gives you a hard time, you can just drug him to sleep."

Ronon's eyes widened. "She didn't mean that."

"I did. So don't give her a hard time." She bent down and kissed him on the forehead. "I will be back in an hour."

Teyla looked at Ronon one last time and left the room. She walked to the meeting room and saw that the members of the Triad were already there.

"Princess, we did not expect you to be here," said the only woman of the Triad.

"Why wouldn't I be here, Lai?"

"We just thought that you wanted to be at your friend's side," said the younger of the two males.

"I've been with him since he has gotten here. I am still the ruler of my people, no matter who comes along. And my people need me."

"Teyla, you must not worry about your people," said the last member of the Triad. "We will oversee them while you deal with what you need to. If anything happens, we will notify you. You are dismissed."

They dismissed her because they knew that she was under a lot of stress that nobody could understand. She thanked them with a nod and left the meeting room.

Teyla walked to the underground holding cells. It was so dark because the rays of the Sun didn't reach this part of the underground. The air around her was so stale, it almost suffocated her. She walked down the dirt walkway to the last cell. Standing in front of the cell was a guard. When the guard realized who she was, he quickly stepped out of the way. He turned around and yelled for the prisoner sitting in the corner. "Arise, you are in the presence of the princess."

Teyla waited for the man to reach the doors of the cell. "Virrah," she said venomously.

Thanks to all those who reviewed the previous chapter. Okay… I am unexperienced at writing romances. Oh well. I hope that this chapter turned out all right. Honestly, I don't really know where this story is going, but hopefully no matter where it goes, there is an ending to it. I know that the flashback didn't really tell much about the past, but there will be an explanation of the past. I promise you that. Please review and thanks for reading. Lil-Rock