NOTE: This is my first Fan Fiction! So please understand that I'm still improving and the next story, "IF" there is a next one, will be much better.

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Cathain Nottihgham: Thank you so much for you comments, and for spreading the word! You're the best!

Deal4321: Thanks for the comment and I promise, much more on the way!

Cassandra Dark: I love you Mel!

Sheppardster: Thank you very much and I hope your enjoying the story.

Nykky: Well, I was a Teyla and Sheppard fan too, but that was until Ronon came into the picture! I know that you don't like the whole Sheppard and Weir thing, but I had the need to put that into the story. Instead of just saying that Sheppard had no feelings for Teyla, I wanted to show a change of heart.

Twich in my Eye: I'm sure you've figured out what's up with Ronon, Teyla is his food, and without her he goes hungery. Yes, weird I know...haha..she's not his food literally..unless he belongs to the people of Planet Bosa(Past Chapter).

Thedummie2: I'll check my grammar and spelling, but I promise you I can't catch everything! Also, this is my first fanfic and I'm not the best writer, I'm a better artist, but I'll see what I can do with the Plot.

Fantasy Loremaster: Thanks for the advice, I will try to slow it down. I already have like 15 different ideas in my head, but I'll try. I didn't notice I was going on fast! Thanks for letting me know!

CHP. 7

Although Ronon hadn't seen Teyla for five straight days, she did see him. Each day she would see him somewhere but dared not to approach him. She saw him each morning in the cafeteria and he would always have his back to the door, so he never got a chance to notice her. She would always wait to eat until he left. She felt that if he did see her she would feel uncomfortable because she was rejected. She was still angry at him and that's for sure but she was mostly hurt. She hated the fact that she couldn't have him. She didn't talk to anyone the day after he hurt her, she couldn't handle human contact. The next day she was even worse but at least she spoke to anyone who cared to address her. She went to see Elizabeth that afternoon, to see if there was anything she could do. When she walked into Elisabeth's office she saw something very odd and unusual. She saw Elizabeth sitting alone, staring into space and smiling.

"Hello Dr. Weir," Teyla said politely as she peaked her head behind the crack of the door.

Elizabeth snapped out of her daydream and welcomed Teyla in. Elizabeth sat down at her desk and crossed her hands while smiling at Teyla who took a seat also.

"What can I do for you Teyla?" Dr. Weir asked Teyla who was fidgeting in her seat. Teyla looked up at Elizabeth and smiled, "Nothing really, I just wanted to see what are the plans for the up coming week."

Elizabeth leaned forward on her desk, "Well, I know that we are planning on going to a new planet in about a week or less." Teyla smiled, finally something to do other then just think about Ronon all day.

"Great!" Teyla said with excitement and got out her seat to leave. She stopped just before the door and turned to face Elizabeth again.

"Dr. Weir, can I ask you something?" Teyla asked in a soft voice with her hand still on the door.

Elizabeth looked up at her, "Teyla, you can call me Elizabeth and yes go ahead with your question."

Teyla was taken back by Elizabeth's happy mood and had to ask her, "Why are you so happy today?" Teyla was expecting Elizabeth to get angry with her but she didn't. Elizabeth got up from her desk, walked over to Teyla and placed her hand on her shoulder.

She gave Teyla a warm smile and in a dreamy voice said, "Teyla, I'm so happy because I finally realized that men are slow creatures." Teyla was holding back to not laugh at Elizabeth's explanation as she continued, "They don't see things as clear as us and it might take them a couple of weeks to figure something very simple out." Teyla's face became serious for a moment as she repeated what Elzabeth just said to her in her head. Teyla bowed her head at Elizabeth and walked off to her room. She walked into her room which was dark and it sent a shiver down her spine. She took her boots off first and set them aside. "Ah, it feels good to relax," she said out loud to herself as she felt a slight breeze touch her bare legs. She turned the light on and adjusted it so it wasn't too bright. It gave the room a candle glow but it didn't give it the warmth a candle would. She hadn't lite any of her candles since that night. She didn't feel very spiritual anymore, she just felt like she wanted to curl up into a corner and cry. She took her clothes off and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and turned the water on to let it form into a hot bath. She stood in front of the mirror and started to brush her hair slowely. She gently ran the comb through her brown hair without taking her eyes of her mirrored image. She didn't see herself, she saw Ronon in the reflection. She dropped the comb on the ground but didn't move her eyes from the oval mirror in front of her. She extended her right hand towards the image and let her fingers gently touch it. She could see herself touching his face, but she couldn't feel him. All her finger tips felt was the hard and cold mirror. Her eyes began water and she quickly pulled her hand back and she closed her eyes. When she opened them, her cheeks were wet and Ronon was gone. She turned the water off which had created a hot bath for her and sat slowly into the water. The water caressed every curve of her body as she entered it and hugged her skin when she was all the way in. Her thoughts trailed off to the first day they met him. She remembered how he seemed so savage yet she was instantly attracted for some strange reason. He didn't rise her interested by the way he looked, but by the way his eyes looked, as if they could tell a story. She new he was dangerous but she felt a sense of security after only an hour of being near him.

Flashback

Teyla and Sheppard are sitting in Ronon's cave trying explain themselves to him.

Ronon tells them that he had seen Aiden and that he killed the Wraith that was hunting them.

"Why are you looking for him?" Ronon asked suspiciously as he kept his eyes on the two of them.

Teyla spoke up, "His name is Aiden Ford and he is sick. He needs our help." Ronon looked at Teyla and she didn't think that Sheppard noticed but she did. The way Ronon looked at her, she could tell that he was looking at her with a main interest in her body. She couldn't blame him, he did look like he hadn't seen a woman in a decade, so his hungry animal expression was understandable. He did make her uncomfortable nonetheless, and she was glad when he turned his attention back to Sheppard, "Thought he'd been in the sun too long . It can make you sick here."

Sheppard who tried to come off as friendly as possible said, "We know that, and that may be true, but that's not all that's wrong with him." Ronon gave him another suspicions look through his black sun screen and messy hair.

"Then why is he running from you?" Ronon asked Sheppard in such a way that made you suspicious of yourself.

Sheppard narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "Well he's not, exactly."

End Flashback

Teyla snapped back into reality and added some soap to her bath. It was a type of dried flower that she used at home when she took warm baths. She relaxed her body and sank deeper into the warm water surrounding her body. Her thoughts once again went back to Ronon.

Flashback

She was pointing her rifle at Ronon as he spoke, "I told you I have to get to the Ring." She looked at Sheppard for a reaction but never took the gun of Ronon.

"Why?" Sheppard said with interest as he too aimed his rifle.

Ronon looked at Sheppard with his hands up, "Because the Wraith are coming." Teylas heart began to beat louder. She never got used to dealing with Wraith and although she never showed it the fear of them was immense.

"How do you know?" Sheppard asked with suspicion and glanced at Teyla.

"I know, they are hunting me." Ronon said with such dept in his voice that it could send an echo. She remembered the feeling he gave her when he said that. At an instant all of the fear she had of him, faded like it was never there.

"Join the club," Sheppard said jokingly. Teyla couldn't take her eyes off of Ronon from that moment on. She remembered the look on his face when he caught her staring He looked as if all the tension he had was released when her eyes feel upon his. It made her feel like she had a connection with him, "You are a runner," she finally said. When Ronon finally agreed to let the team help him, he let Sheppard go and made Teyla stay with him. He had stunned both her and Sheppard just moments before, but Teyla understood all of his actions and held no grudge.

She still couldn't look away from his face even though he had a gun pointed to her chest.

"This is not necessary, you know," she said referring to the rifle pointed at her. She remembered how he looked at her at that moment after she said it. His eyes gave her the feeling that he was scared of her and that having that gun between them would protect him.

He put his gun down and she quietly said, "How long have you been on the run?"

He looked at her, "Seven years," he said with a voice that disguised his sadness.

She could feel his pain, "And you have been on your own all that time?"

She could remember his face when she asked him, his expression was photographed in her memory, "Not much choice."

"Afraid of bringing down the Wraith down on anyone you were with?" Teyla asked with concern and an eagerness in her voice.

End Flashback

Teyla snapped back to reality, wide eyed, and remembered something else he said in their conversation and repeated it out loud.

"He said.. I stayed–one night–had a real meal for a change. I went away the next day. Didn't matter. I later heard: the whole village..." She wrapped her arms around her self, and sat in silence. She was still angry with the way he acted but she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. It wasn't a feeling of pity, but more of a need to help him. He sure as hell didn't need her pity, he was a capable man who could take care of himself.

"If he wants my help," she said outloud as she got up from her bath and grabbed her towel, "then he has to apologize again."