A/N: I know it's been forever since I last updated, but I've been out of town for a while. I went to Rochester, New York to see my future in laws. So, I know the last chapter was kind of confusing, but I didn't know where I was going to go with the story so when the idea to make her have dreamt everything came up I went with it. It'll all make sense before it's over with. I hope you guys still are enjoying this.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anyone or thing in SGA.
Chapter Thirteen
The next few days John did his best to avoid Jessica knowing that she was angry at him he didn't want to have a confrontation with her yet. He had just arrived at the sparring room for his match with Ronon when the doors opened he saw Jessica sparring with Ronon. He watched them for a while. He had forgotten how good she was at fighting and defending herself. Most if not all she had learned from him. He saw the moment when she saw him and that was when Ronon took the upper hand and knocked her down. Before she had time to react he had her pinned so hard to the ground that she could hardly breath let alone move.
"You should never let your guard down the moment you do that you become vulnerable and that is when your attacker will take you down just like I did except they'll have a gun or weapon and will more than likely kill you." Ronon said to her as he helped her to her feet. He saw the sweat on her brow as it rolled down the side of her face. He also noticed the sweat that formed between her breast. In the bra top she wore he could see a lot of her cleavage. She had a nice figure to her not to thin, but she wasn't fat either. Curves in all the right places. No wonder John was so protective of her if he had a friend like her he would be just as protective. He notice John sitting on the sidelines.
"You know Ronon you are absolutely right." Jessica said as she gave pissed glare in John's direction" I should never let my guard down not even when I trust the person I'm around you never know when they might stab you in your back." with that said she went over to her bag and pulled out a towel to wipe off with.
Ronon could sense the tension in the room and knew that something more was going between her and John.
"Sometimes the person you think stabbed you in the back really isn't the one." John said not really defending his self, but trying to let her know that he didn't have a choice in the decision that Col. Caldwell made about her leaving."They could've been trying to pull the knife out."
"Or push it deeper in." Jessica snapped as she picked up her bag" I'll see you same time tomorrow Ronon. Kick his ass." she walked out the door as she made this last comment.
"She's upset at you." Ronon stated the obvious.
"She thinks I agree with Col. Caldwell's decision about her going home." John said knowing Ronon didn't need an explanation, but he needed to explain if only out loud to his self.
"You don't think she needs to go home." Ronon said as John prepared his self.
"Maybe just to check on her mother and reassure her dad that she's okay, but not for good like Col. Caldwell is trying to do." John said honestly
"Have you told her this or just assumed she had the right to be mad at you?" Ronon questioned
"I've tried, but she's been so angry I've just avoided her all together until now." he said
"So, you took the cowards way." Ronon stated the obvious truth.
"I prefer to say the smart way." John said
Ronon said nothing as he and John sparred. Half way through Ronon noticed that Jessica had come back in and she was watching them. He could see how John would let her stay so mad at him. Just as the match was over and Ronon got the upper hand he shoved John toward Jessica so hard that he actually fell into her knocking her to the ground. As John tried to keep his weight off of Jessica Ronon quietly left them alone.
"Are you okay?" John asked as he sat up off of her. He offered her a hand to help her up.
"Yeah, just knocked the wind out of me for a second." she said as she took his hand.
They both sat on the floor staring at each other wondering who should make the first remark.
"Look, I tried to talk Caldwell out of making you go home." he started figuring he might as well get it over with now.
"It's okay, I've talked to my dad. " she informed him softly" I told him I was only coming back for about a week then I was coming back here." she smiled at John
"He's only worried about you." John said" Truth is I worry about you to and when we were taken hostage I thought I was going to lose you."
"We almost lost each other." she reminded him" It's like I told my dad every person here and home puts their life on the line everytime they step through that gate. You can't make everyone of them go home just because they nearly died therefore I'm coming back." she wanted him to say he would miss her and couldn't wait for her to come back.
"It'll do you some good to see your family for while," was all he said.
"I gotta go pack I leave in a few days." she got to her feet and turned to go toward the door.
"I'll walk with you." John offered not wanting her to leave his sight just yet.
The two walked in silence all the way to Jessica's room then John left. All he had to say was that he'd miss her and he didn't say it. Jessica felt like she was losing something important. She just didn't want to know what. This time at home would do her some good.
