Chapter 14 Beginning to an end
Sorry this chapter is a bit short, I just had to leave it there, there wasn't anything I could have put to make it better. Anyway hope you enjoyed the fic. I look forward to reading what you though about it. There will be more from me later on. I am working on a story right now and as soon as I have finished alter ego I will post it.
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Teyla stared at the polished rock before her, her hand resting on her slightly extended waistline. The rain hid any trace of tears as they streamed down her face, the only evidence to show that she was crying was her red puffy and bloodshot eyes. She paid no mind to the water that fell from the sky, freezing her fingers her face and her legs, sending chills up and down her spine. She continued to stare at the grave stone that had been open just moments before. The small raindrops trickled down the smooth rock, as the few rays of sun that had managed to escape the imprisonment of the dark clouds, shone on them, making the little droplets of water twinkle and shine. Kneeling before the standing stone, she placed a single flower on the earth before her, watching sadly as the petals danced along with the soft wind. She sniffed and closed her eyes, silently listening to the whistle of the wind. She thought back to the words she had spoken months before, when both her and Keller had returned from New Athos, Keller, wounded, Teyla, broken.
Who ever did this will pay, I will make sure of that, it was then she realized that the words were spoken in blindly, and thinking back she hated herself for how in vain they were, because those responsible would pay, there was no doubt in that, but so would those she loved. Taking a shaky breath she slowly rose to her feet, putting her hand on the grave and bowing her head, she said on final good bye then turned to leave. The love the two Athosians shared, now nothing, but a distant memory. She had waited for the jumper to arrive, not caring that her clothes and hair were socked when it did. The joinery back to Atlantis was silent; Teyla did not feel like talking to John, or to anyone. She knew deep down that her teams were there for her. John, Rodney and Ronon. She knew Colonel Carter was there if she needed to talk. The blond Atlantis leader was starting to become a good friend of the Athosian. She just wasn't ready to spill her feeling of regret, hatred and guilt. Because she was afraid that if she did, she would be consumed by it.
Once they landed I the docking bay, Teyla headed straight for her quarters, afraid that she would snap if she had to see one more sympathetic look, once more comforting touch of the arm. She was getting tired of people asking her if she wanted to talk, she had just learned to ignore them and tune them out. After arriving at her living space, she flopped down on her bed with a heavy sigh. It seemed cold and uncomforting. She rose to her feet and headed for her door, running to the furthest balcony she could find. Looking out over the slowly descending sun she cocooned her stomach in her arms, falling to her knees. She couldn't carry on being strong. With one final shaky breath she gave up fighting, and let the tears fall to the ground.
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