Thanks for all the reviews…this story has got a mind of its own and keeps changing on me…I was actually going to end it after the second part but decided maybe I could go on and now here is Part 3:
Once Again…Stargate doesn't belong to me…how I wish Ronon were mine…errr…never mind that…back to the story!
PART 3:
(Wraith Cell)
Blurry images swam into view, a jumbling mass of mingling colors that slowly started to define themselves into distinguishable shapes.
Teyla blinked her eyes and the world came into focus. She shifted slightly and groaned, wincing at the sharp pain that stabbed behind her eyes.
"Teyla!" A shuffling sound to her left caused Teyla to cautiously turn her head. Ronon looked down at her with concern in his eyes, "Are you alright?"
A hand touched her right shoulder and then Aiden's face, a mirror of Ronon's concern, filled her vision. Teyla's focus was drawn to Aiden's blackened eye and an image of a female wraith flashed across her mind.
Teyla jerked up, "John!"
His name fell off her lips as she remembered him, about to be fed upon, the wraith queen…the wraith queen….Teyla blinked her eyes and tried to focus…she had stopped it from happening…she had saved John…saved him…
Teyla felt disorientated, unable to focus her thoughts on the dream vision she had experienced, her thoughts slipping away from her, just out of her grasp.
The pain echoing through her mind was a dull echo yet she could not…
Teyla's body jerked involuntarily and she looked down at her hands as they started to lightly tremble. Shivers ran through her body as a new kind of agony overcame her body and mind…a craving that consumed her and started to eat away at the last semblance of control she fought to maintain.
Teyla, clutching her sides to control the jerks of her body, looked up to finally look at Ronon and Aiden…
Ford, after coming to check on Teyla after she had regained consciousness had fallen back against a wall, needing the support to keep him upright as the enzyme his body had grown so dependent on slowly depleted from his bloodstream, taking with it his strength.
Ronon was on his knees, his fists clenched together as the Satedean warrior fought against his own weakness, a fine sheen of sweat glistened on his face furrowed in concentration…but ever so slightly his shoulders shook as a tremor escaped his tightly strained body.
The enzyme was wearing off and now when they needed it the most…
Teyla closed her eyes and concentrated as she placed her hand against the wall and pulled herself into a standing position, "We must go…now…we do not have much time…the Queen…she will not be able to lead them," Teyla leaned against the wall a moment before she pushed herself away and faced the doorway. "Ronon…Aiden…our weapons…our supplies they are in a room just south of our cell…once we are out…we will get them and then we will find John."
Ronon pulled himself up as well, "How do you know this? Teyla, how…?"
Teyla turned to look at Ronon, "Trust me…and we will get home…it is all coming to me…in images I see the layout of the ship…the position of where we are…I feel where the wraith are…I am connected to it all…Trust me."
Ronon looked at the determination mirrored in Teyla's eyes and merely nodded his head. He went to where Ford lay shivering on the ground and pulled him to his feet, slinging one of his arms over his own to hold him up, "The enzyme wearing off has hit him harder than us.'
"I need…more…enzyme…" Ford was so weak his head lulled to the side unable to hold it upright to look at Teyla.
Teyla turned to face the door but instead of focusing on the door itself, her gaze searched out the panel to the side, with a narrowing of her eyes, the lights flashed on the panel and the door slid open.
"Teyla, how did you…" Ronon stepped forward still supporting Ford and looked at Teyla with disbelief.
"We have to go now…time is running out."
Teyla made to leave the cell when a wave of dizziness hit her…but she merely shook it off, "This way."
Teyla left the cell and continued down the dark hall looking straight ahead. Ronon and Ford followed her until she came to a side room and stopped.
Their vest and weapons were heaped haphazardly on the floor as if thrown and forgotten. Ronon led Ford over to them and then went searching through the pockets of the vests for the syringes that held the wraith enzyme.
Ronon pulled them out and then pulled back Ford's shirt and stabbed one the needles into his arm.
Ford gave a grunt and a weak smile, "Do I get a sucker afterwards doc?"
Ronon gave Ford a look before plunging the second needle into his own arm. "Teyla…'
"No…the enzyme clouds my mind…makes me feel out of control. I need to focus…"
Ford was already pushing himself into a standing position, "It makes you stronger…we can fight the wraith now…we can take them down…"
"No Aiden," Teyla looked at the LT. "Physically I would be stronger…but I do not need that now…I need to know I can trust my own mind," A fine sheen of sweat adorned her brow and her fist clenched and unclenched. "I can handle this…I can…I have someon…something to focus on that helps me center my thoughts and reminds me of what I need to do.
Ronon slipped his sword into the sheath at his back and then checked his gun, "Then let's go…lead the way."
Ford shook his head is disagreement but he also picked up his vest and his guns along with Teyla's.
Teyla led them to the doorway and then will a slight tilt of her head led them down one of the corridors. Ronon and Ford stayed at her back, guns sweeping the other corridors they passed but Teyla did not stop or look in any direction but where she was going. She turned one last time and stopped, "We are near but there are two wraith around the next corner."
"Only two…not a problem." Ford stepped forward to dispatch the guards when Teyla stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"No…you will only cause them to call for more and we need to hurry. They will be leaving soon," Teyla's eyes seemed to lose focus, "They are not on guard…calm…relaxed…they believe there to be no threat nearby."
As Ronon and Ford watched on the two wraith guards Teyla had been talking about came into view but they didn't stop or sense anything nearby so continued on down the hall.
"This way"
(John's wraith cell)
John placed his hands on the branched lines of the doorway and pulled, using his weight to add to the force of his attempt but after a moment of nothing happening he gave up, "Okay…that didn't work…Plan B…what is plan B? Where is a Dr. McKay when ya need one?"
John turned around, "Okay…I'll think of something…concentrate…you need to get out of here so you can find Teyla and the others."
John started to pace the small confines of his cell, thinking…his thoughts running around in his mind but all coming up into road blocked. Frustrated John turned swiftly and slammed his fist into the cell wall.
"That isn't going to work…I already tried."
John whipped around at the sound of Ronon's voice, "Ronon? Ronon! Where are the oth…Ford…Teyla!" John looked out his cell door and saw his three teammates standing before him, "How did you…?" His voice trailed off and died in his throat as he saw them safe…she was unhurt…"
"Hello Col" Teyla walked up to the door and flashed him a smile before her gaze turned toward the door panel, red lights lit up and the door slid open.
"Teyla…" There was question in John's voice as he stepped up to her and placed his hands on her arms, needing to feel the physical contact between them and to assure himself that she was real and not some image conjured up from his mind…an almost involuntary image rose in his mind at the feel of her skin, holding her close, their lips touching…
"We need to GO!" Ford's commanding tone shattered the moment between John and Teyla as she pulled away to take point.
Ronon came over and handed John his weapons, "How did you get out Ronon?" Ronon merely shifted his gaze towards Teyla. While the gesture should have puzzled John more, he was surprised that it didn't. There was a lot his didn't understand…but he trusted Teyla…and he himself had felt her with him all along so…
John shifted his P-90 in his hand and went to stand beside Teyla. She looked up at him and John just flashed her a carefree grin, "Lead the way."
Teyla looked into John's eyes and for a moment he thought he saw something there but Teyla quickly turned away…"This way…"
Teyla slipped around the corner…John right behind her, gun ready to protect her…Ronon and Ford followed in the back, sweeping their guns in a wide a spread pattern looking for wraith…
Teyla led them further down the dark, gray hued hallways…Ronon, Ford and Sheppard didn't know where they were going but all followed Teyla without question…what it all came down to was trust…and they all trusted Teyla enough to put their lives in her hands as she led them through the hive ship…
They traversed the ship with little interference, having only to avoid a few number of wraith…
"This is too easy…where are all the wraith that captured us before?" Ford bounced lightly on his feet, needing action yet having nothing to vent his energy on.
Teyla stopped and spoke for the first time since she had started to leading them, "They are not aware of our escape…they do not believe up capable of such a feat so they are not on guard…The one who would be watchful of us is not capable of doing so…but I do not know for how much longer…we need to keep moving, we are almost there."
It was John's turn to speak up as he looked at Teyla, "You mean the wraith Queen?
Teyla turned her brown eyes upward and stared into John's, "Yes"
And with that simple word, John knew with every fiber of his being that she had been with him, in his mind, protecting him from the wraith Queen, "Teyla…"
"We are almost there…we have to hurry."
"Almost where, Teyla?" Ronon threw a look over his shoulder at Teyla before turning to watch the empty hallway behind them.
"To the Stargate."
TBC…
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