NOTE: I don't own the characters on Stargate Atlantis. (But I wouldn't mind owning Jason Momoa(Dex) for a day!) :D
CHP.2
Ch. 3
It was about eleven at night and Ronon was still not tired or sleepy. He laid on the black satin sheets of his bed, which he just received. Looking at the ceiling above him, in dimmed light, all his thoughts consisted of Teyla. He knew that he couldn't be with her; yet, he felt the need to be around her and touch her. He wanted more, no he wanted all of her. He hasn't been with a woman in a while, a real woman, that would share his soul not just his body. He got up and decided that maybe a good late night workout would help calm his loins down. Either that or a nice cold shower would do, actually a very cold one would do the trick. He hasn't been with a woman in a while, a real woman, that would share his soul not just his body. Sure he had been with the common women he met along the way when he was running for the last 7 years, but a real woman. Yes, a real woman was what he needed, too bad he couldn't take the chance to be with her. He put his sleeveless black shirt on and headed towards the training room. He pushed the red button on the side to open the door to the gym. To his surprise Sheppard was there already, working up a sweat.
"Sheppard?" Ronon said surprising at the sweaty man with the two sticks in his hands.
"Ohh hey Ronon, what are you doing at this time of the hour?" Sheppard said in-between heavy breaths.
Ronon chuckled and crossed his arms on his chest, "No, the better question is what are you doing up?"
Sheppard just stood there out of breath with his mouth open and finally said with a lazy expression combined with a slight eye-roll, "Well it's my Atlantis!"
Ronon raise an eyebrow, "Right...and have you been drinking?" he strolled over to John.
John laughed lightly, "No, no...I would like to be drunk right now..but no." His shoulders dropped from with a sigh of relief.
Ronon walked around the weapons area, looking over it slowly, "So, you want to get drunk because you think Dr.Weir's not attracted to you?"
He smirked a little because he noticed that he had caught his attention, "Well hate to break it to you my friend, but women don't find drunks too lovable."
John laughed, "I'm not drunk and I'm not upset that Liz doesn't like me!" He slowly walked to the bench closest to him and sat heavily on it.
"Ahh...okay..pet name..Liz...you my friend are, how we say on my planet, SPRUNG." Ronon walked to the same bench and sat next to him.
"ME? ME?" John pointed to himself with a dumbfounded look on his face. He continued, "I'm not the one who looks like he's ready to pounce!"
Ronon turned his head in surprise and quickly got up, "Phhhh, what the hell are you talking about Sheppard?" He walked over to the weapons shelf and picked up a wooden sword.
Sheppard got up and got his fighting sticks off of the ground, "You know what I'm talking about Mr. Emmagan!" He pointed one of the sticks towards Ronon's tanned face.
Ronon used the sword he was holding earlier and knocked John's stick out of his hand with one hit. They began to encircle each other and got into fighting stances.
"MR. EMMAGAN?" Ronon said as he lunged out at Sheppard who dodged his hit just in time.
"YEAH! I see the way you look at her! You like her! You're the one that's sprung!" Sheppard told Ronon, as he tried to hit him in the head with his remaining stick.
Ronon frowned, "Well, at least," he was now in a sword lock with Sheppard,"at least I'm not afraid to approach the woman I admire!" They both pulled away from each other heavily breathing.
Sheppard put his right hand on his chest over his heart and made an appalled face, "Well, exccccccccccccuuuuuuuuuuuseeeee me!" He dropped his stick to the floor and walked over to Ronon, "you...Mister Dex...are a liar, because your scared of her!"
He put his finger to Ronons face now, Ronon opened his mouth to say something back but Sheppard beat him to it, " At least I'm not scared to talk to My Woman."
Sheppard turned around towards the door, leaving Ronon stunned.
"Your right..." Ronon said quietly and dropped his sword.
Sheppard turned around with an expression of disbelief and amazement.
They stood their silently for a couple of minutes and Sheppard finally spoke, "Well, that was great, you know, we got to get to know each other better." He tried to break up the awkward silence between them.
Ronon looked at him lost, " Yeah...we should do that again sometimes." He gave him weak smile and quickly walked passed him and out of the room.
He let Sheppard alone in the room, "Well, that was very interesting" Sheppard said to himself and looked around the room to make sure no one saw that.
He whistled to himself and slowly turned around and then ran out the room with out such haste that you wouldn't have seen him leave.
Ronon shut the door to his room and leaned up against the wall. "Well, If I can't be her lover, I can at least try to be her friend again," he said sadly and pushed himself off his white wall. He walked over to his bathroom drunkenly and turned on the light. He put his hands on the sink and slightly leaned his tilted head towards the oval mirror on the wall. He turned on the water and filled his right had up. He splashed himself off a couple of times till he felt he was cool. He lifted his head to the mirror and stared at his face, dripping from water. He lazily closed his eyes, "What can I possibly do to make it up to her?" he asked himself as he tilted his head back.