Trouble in Paradise (first fight, make-up/make-up sex, jealousy, break-up and reconciliation)
Last one! Are we ready? I hope we are. This one takes place the same week of season two's finale, so I hope we all understand the context and if we don't…too bad.
The Trouble With Lust...It Becomes Love
She couldn't sleep. Elizabeth couldn't sleep and it was all Ronon's fault. She'd gotten used to him. His body heat, always a little higher than her's. On cold nights in Atlantis, she appreciated that little fact. She was used to his heart beat in her ear, his leg between her's when she slept. She didn't want to admit it, but she missed him. Elizabeth did something she'd never done before. She broke.
She sought out her lover and found him…in front of her quarters. He looked up at her footsteps and had turned to leave but she called to him. "Ronon?"
He didn't reply, just looked at her. He was often like that, silent. After a full day of talking, talking, talking, it was a relief. Ronon looked at her and there was a glint in his eyes that told her he was feeling what she was. He couldn't speak first. He was too proud. Too proud, and too weak.
Elizabeth took that first step, on the grace of God that someone would catch her. "Have dinner with me?" Simple words with a deeper meaning. Have dinner with me really meant I'm willing to try it, if you are. I'll risk my position here for you. But what will you do?
Ronon nodded. His nod was just that. A nod. The look in his eyes was the one that felt relief. The one that showed her he was as all in and she was. He stepped close, and for a second she thought he'd kiss her and make her melt into a puddle that very instant. Instead he took her hand, holding it for a minute before pulling her with him in the direction of the cafeteria. The stress of the weeks melted away, and Elizabeth allowed herself to be comforted in her lover's presence. There were stares. There was whispering. For once, Elizabeth didn't see them, and didn't care.
That night, Ronon held her while he slept, murmuring something in his sleep, and Elizabeth cuddled into him. She felt safe. Safer than she had in months upon months of fighting the Wraith and other people who wanted to usurp her position. The Wraith were coming, and always would be. There would always be underlings trying to steal power from her or to destroy her. She knew now that no matter what, Ronon would be by her side. When you're all alone in an alien galaxy, that's all a girl could really ask for.