Disclaimer: No matter how muchI love Atlantis, it doesn't belong to me. :(
A/N: This is my first story, soI hope you like it.By the way this is just a one-shot.
The Way He Was
The way he looked at her when he thought she wasn't looking.
The way his voice sounded when he was worried about her.
The way he grabbed her hand and told her it would be all right.
The way her sounded when he found out she wasn't dead.
The way he defended her.
The way he found out when her birthday was.
The way she knew he hurt by all the people who were left behind at the hands of the Wrathe.
That he wasn't the uncaring military solider.
The way he looked in uniform and how his hair stuck out all over the place.
The way she knew she would always be safe with him.
It was the way he was that made her know she would never feel complete without him.
That she loved him.
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