A/N: Normally I would divide this into 2 chapters, but I felt bad it took me so long to update so I'm posting them together. I was paticularly frusturated by the episode Phantoms, becuase there is NO WAY that Ronon, after surviving the Wrait for SEVEN (read...seven) years then gets shot by Sheppard, I don't care if Sheppard thinks he's an Iraqi or the boogeyman. Its impossible. Ronon should have been able to kill Sheppard easily! I might have to write a tag to Phantoms explaining this...hmmm.

Ronon was coming to save her, like always. He had told her it was suicide, that Rayella would not be able to save them once the Wraith came. She had told him that as doctor and a military officer it was her duty, just as it was his to fight. That was typical Rayella, constantly comparing herself to her big brother. She had always looked up to Ronon, even as a little girl, so when Ronon had come home and announced that he was enlisting in the military, she had immediately gone and done the same. However, where Ronon wanted to fight on the front lines, Rayella had no desire to kill. Instead she went to medical school before enlisting, and served as a doctor to the injured soldiers. She proudly stood next to her brother, but where he had a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, she had a scalpel and a hypodermic needle.

Finally, he was there. He had just watched his entire troop fall at the hands of the Wraith, had watched as they bled before his eyes. Their blood ran down the streets, staining them, damning them. And with every drop spilt another curse towards the Wraith was uttered, another vow that their sacrifice was not in vain. He ran harder then he had ever had, trying to reach his sister before the Wraith did. And then suddenly he stopped, because there was no more need to run. She was there, lying in the streets, her beautiful fire-colored hair as red as the blood that ran from her side. He raced over to her, cradling her head in his lap. She awoke, to see her brother's strong face hovering over her.

"What are you doing? Go. I'm dead whether you stay or not." She said, putting all her remaining strength into her voice.

"I'm not leaving you. Melena would kill me." He joked weakly. Rayella and Melena had been best friends since school; Rayella had set him up on a blind date with Melena, and they had hit it off immediately. Two years later, at the celebration where they had prmoised themselves to each other, Rayella had been right by Melena's side telling her stories about Ronon as a baby to help keep her nerves in check.

"The blast hit my spine Ronon. Even if you somehow managed to stop the bleeding, I'd be paralyzed. Kell is only going to take those who can best serve him through the gate; you know that. I either die here, an honorable death amongst soldiers, or I die abandoned in a hospital bed. Please, leave and let me die knowing I saved my brother."

"I'm not leaving my baby sister to die among the Wraith. I'll carry you, just like I always have." Ronon stooped down to pick her up when he noticed a large piece of metal protruding from the ground. It continued up, and pierced through Rayella's torso.

"You pick me up and I die, the shrapnel is the only thing preventing me from bleeding out completely. I'm dead Ronon, but the Almighty One has been kind enough to grant us a chance to say goodbye."

"Rayella..."

"Ronon, go. Please! You can't save me but you can save others if you continue to fight...find Melena for me...Please! Do it for me."

"I'm sorry. I should have gotten here sooner this is my fault..." He glanced down at her ravaged body, noticing that she no longer drew breath.

"Rayella? RAYELLA!" He shouted the last part. Suddenly, Sateda was gone. He was in a small room, a bland room, with a man with blue eyes and an odd voice hovering over him.

"You killed my sister!" He shouted at the man. He tried to get up, but hands held him down. He fought with everything, fury pounding through every bone in his body like fire and then suddenly he was on fire. He could feel himself burning from the inside, a combination of heat and pain and just as soon it was gone and he felt no more.

Elizabeth had never seen anything like that in her life.

As soon as the Daedalus has entered orbit around Atlantis, she had gotten a message saying that everyone was more or less intact, and that Ronon was in need of the more advanced medical equipment on Atlantis. Carson, John, Teyla, Rodney and a sedated Ronon had been beamed directly to the infirmary. Elizabeth ran to meet them and took one look at the grim faced doctor before running over to where Ronon was laying. Carson had told her about his head, shoulder, back, chest and leg, and informed him that Ronon had developed a "bloody nasty" infection during the trip back. She had taken turns with the rest of the team sitting next to Ronon's bed. She had been the one to alert Carson when Ronon had started moving restlessly, and soon McKay, Sheppard and Teyla were anxiously waiting next to her. They had not understood when he mumbled something about some "Melena" killing him, but they had understood when he said something else about not leaving his sister. God, they didn't even know he had had a sister! His admission of guilt to something that was most likely not his fault had not surprised them, but the gut-wrenching cry of "Rayella" and the half-sobbed accusation aimed at Carson had. He had started to thrash on the gurney, and it took all of them to hold him down while Carson administered a stronger sedative.

Carson had been quick to assure them that the delirium was because of the high fever Ronon was currently running, which was caused by the infection. So far the antibiotics had not been having the desired effect, which was making Beckett a wee bit "twitchy" as Ronon would put it.

Carson stared down at the large man in front of him. It was unnatural to see the normally leather clad runner in scrubs, and even more unnatural to see him so still. Ronon always seemed to be in motion, not like Rodney's jerky, nervous fiddling. Ronon always moved with a purpose, whether checking his gun, fighting, walking, sitting, some part of him always moved.

Carson hated the shivers that periodicly wracked Ronon's body. It was wrong, not jsut because a body with a temperature of over 103 should not be cold, but because the unnecassary movement was so unlike the big man.

He heard the quiet sound of shoes padding along the floor startled him, and he turned around to find Teyla and Rodney entering the infirmary. Rodney had a guilty and annoyed look on his face and Carson shot them a questioning look.

Teyla elaborated, "I thought it would do no harm to ensure that Rodney arrived for his examination."

Carson realized that Teyla had caught Rodney trying to evade his scheduled check-up.

"I'm fine. I even sat down today, so there's no need to poke me with your toys." McKay said shortly, before both he and Teyla walked over towards where Ronon lay. Teyla's slightly amused expression disappeared at the sight of the Satedian, and she studied his face.