title: Her Thought.
author: Rodlox.
Dedicated to my tireless beta, NothingProfound.
during: Michael.
category: AU.
summary: What if one muscle group had pulled a second or two later than they did in the episode? What if Michael's hand had been still for a moment longer.
POV: Teyla.
spoilers: Michael.
"Then do it," I tell him. Show him you're not afraid of him; let him know you know perfectly well that his eating hand is already perilously close to you.
Those from Earth say animals and some people can smell fear. I do not believe Michael needs to smell my fear -- no doubt he can hear the beating of my heart and my breath catching in my throat. And -- But -- Yet he does not grasp my neck, keeps his hand off my chest. Does not lift me up or knock me down..."bowl me over" as some of Colonel Sheppard's friends say.
I can't help but raise my eyebrows in hope. Michael? You are winning, my friend who is my enemy who is my friend.
A stunner strikes him and he falls. "Time to go," Colonel Sheppard tells me as he and Ronon run up to our position.
"Michael," I say.
"He stays," I am told, and I cannot help but look askance at the man. How can you say that? He was fighting the transformation.
"They're here," Ronon says, his eyes looking beyond me. I sense them: Wraith on approach.
Together, they, my friends, pick me up and haul me back to the stargate. "We should not -- ?
"He's a Wraith," Ronon says. And yet you did not kill him back there.
I cannot help but look behind me as we pass into the stargate. Perhaps Michael recovered and was making his escape from the Wraith. He could be...
The End