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A/N: I'm not a one-shot person, I always see the bigger picture and whenever I do plan a one-shot it turns out to be some thing more. That is why the ones I do have written are usually times when I just start writing and it comes out, some of my best ones like My Warrior and Valentines Day Blues are ones where I did just that. This is another one of those times, I was bored in math class so I took out my fanfiction notebook and started writing. This was the result of me daydreaming about the six weeks Teyla and Ronon spent together in The Return and I know all you TeylaRonon fans are thinking of, six weeks with out the team, there's something kinky going on in Spankyville.


For the First Time…

For the first time I knew for certain that we could win the war against the Wraith.

For the first time I thought that I might not be a part of it.

For the first time I saw our friends walk through the gate.

For the first time I thought I might not see them again.

For the first time we were silent with each other not knowing what to say.


For the first time you came with me and helped my people start a new life.

For the first time I thought you might be a part of it.

For the first time I watched you play with the children and laughed along with you.

For the first time I saw you as more than just a warrior but as the man you once were.

For the first time I thought about how you would be with our children and quickly thought of something else.


For the first time I learned that to truly enjoy a sunset I had to be with you.

For the first time I let myself believe that my dreams with a life with you could be real.

For the first time I looked into your eyes and saw my own feelings reflected in them.

For the first time I clasped your hand in mine, not in prayer, but because I wanted to.

For the first time I tasted your kiss beneath a setting sun and I learned what heaven is.


For the first time we made love and my first time was with you.

For the first time I saw your body aglow from the candle light.

For the first time I felt you skin and against mine and one of my dreams became real.

For the first time I learned what ecstasy truly was.

For the first time I woke up at sunrise in your arms.


For the first time I didn't miss our friends as much, I was happy with you.

For the first time I knew that my dream of being your love could be true.

For the first time I laughed and sang and wasn't worried about the war.

For the first time I taught you to dance and we laughed because you were terrible at it.

For the first time I felt like I truly did belong.


For the first time I knew what it was like to meet long lost friends.

For the first time I knew what it was like to see my dreams shatter ad not even realize it.

For the first time I knew what bittersweet really meant.

For the first time I knew what it as like to end things when we'd only just started.

For the first time I watched you walk away and I truly felt alone.


Those six weeks were the first time for so many things, but most important it was the first time I truly go to be with you. How was I supposed to know that all those first time would also be last times?

And now…

For the first time I have a broken heart.

For the first time you made me cry.

For the first time I know what it is like to lose something that meant so much to me.

For the first time I miss you.

And for the first time I hate the past because it was the last time.