Series: Story of Bue and Norena; this is a continuation of the story Tamere.

Theme: Drama/Romance

Characters: John Sheppard & Teyla Emmagan

Rating/Warning: PG-13/Mild Violence

Summary: Teyla and Kane thwart Rya's plans, but at what consequence?

Note: Manipulations of Bue and Norena can be seen at devinem27 dot livejournal dot com.

Epilogue

John closed his eyes against the pain. He wanted to scream, to strike out in anger, but what good would it do? It wouldn't change a thing. John looked down, swore and turned to glare at Rodney.

"You shot me!"

Rodney jumped back when John yelled.

"I'm sorry. It slipped."

John looked down at the arrow protruding through his outer arm and then back at Rodney.

"I told you to hold! What the Hell's the matter with you?"

Rodney's voice cracked.

"I said I was sorry! It's kinda hot and I'm sweating. It just slipped."

John looked at Ronon, Dale, Sabrina, Connor and Sebastian. They were all struggling to hide their laughter. John rolled his eyes and sighed as Carson poked at his arm.

"Ow!"

Carson looked up at John.

"Sorry. It doesn't look like it hurt anything. Just a flesh wound."

He turned to frown at Rodney.

"Put that bloody bow down before you kill someone!"

Carson escorted John to the picnic tent and told him to sit down.

"I'll be right back. I need to get a medical kit."

As Carson walked away Teyla sat JT in his carrier and came to check on him.

"Are you okay?"

He smiled at her and JT.

"Yeah, it just stings a little."

She ran her hand across the back of his neck.

"Poor baby."

John used his good are to pull her down onto his lap.

"Maybe you should give me something to take the pain away."

Teyla giggled. She leaned forward, being careful of his injured arm and gave him a kiss.

"Ah, young love."

John and Teyla pulled apart to turn and look at King Bue and Queen Norena. When they did so, the elder couple saw John's injury.

"By the gods! What happened to you?"

John smirked.

"Rodney shot me."

Bue and Norena glanced at each other and then burst out laughing. Bue pulled out a seat for his wife and then settled beside her.

"If I were you, I'd consider finding a new teammate."

John glanced at Rodney, who was gesturing wildly with the bow, while the other laughed at him and then turned back to the king.

"Point taken."

Teyla swatted his shoulder.

"John!"

She started to stand, when JT began fussing, but Norena delayed her.

"My I? It's been so long since I've had a baby to play with and he's so precious."

Teyla smiled.

"Of course."

Norena picked up JT and returned to her seat. Bue watched as they played.

"You'd think you didn't have four children of your own the way you spoil that baby."

She smiled at Bue.

"You know that this child is very special to me. Just think, if our Ocean's Sphere hadn't malfunctioned, leaving John and Teyla stranded here, it could have taken them years to realize how much they loved each other. AND John Tagan might not have even been born."

Norena winked at Teyla.

"I'm one hundred percent sure that he was conceived here."

Bue sighed, rolled his eyes, and turned to them.

"I apologize on behalf of my wife. She suffers from the delusions of a self proclaimed match-maker."

John and Teyla laughed as Carson returned to the tent. He glanced at John and shook his head.

"I swear Colonel, you'll use any excuse to get a little attention from your wife."

John grinned.

"Damned right!"


Later that Evening...

Norena leaned against the railing and watched the night sky. She smiled as two arms wrapped around her, holding her close. She laid her head against Bue's chest and sighed contently.

"What are you thinking about?"

She looked up at him.

"Our life and how lucky we have been. Our children; first Connor so soon after we married, then Dale and the twins, Sabrina and Sebastian. We are very lucky."

"Yes, we are."

Bue rested his chin on the top of her head.

"They remind me of us."

Norena turned to face him.

"Who, John and Teyla?"

Bue nodded. She grinned.

"I've thought that as well."

She sighed.

"They have their whole lives ahead of them."

"As do we."

Norena laughed.

"Yes we do, but we have a twenty year head start."

Bue smiled.

"True."

Norena's brow knotted.

"Have I been a good wife?"

Bue frowned.

"Why? What did you do?"

Norena pinched his arm.

"I didn't do anything. I just want to know if I've made you happy."

Bue gazed into her eyes.

"You made me happy the moment you became my wife."

Norena played with his collar.

"I know that that made you happy, but I was referring to afterwards, after all of these years, are you happy?"

Bue rested his head against hers and smiled.

"My queen, I am immensely happy."

He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss and proceeded to show her the full extent of his joy.


Teyla rested her chin on her arm, which lay across John's chest.

"How's the arm?"

John glanced up at her and grinned.

"Fine."

She moved to his right side and cuddled against him.

"Do you think what Norena said earlier was true?"

"Which part?"

She glanced up from his shoulder.

"About it taking us years to realize that we loved each other?"

He shrugged.

"It's possible. Why?"

Teyla sighed.

"I don't know. It's just that now, I can't even imagine my life without you and JT and to think that it might have never happened….it's disturbing."

"I wouldn't say that it would have never happened. I mean there was obviously something there. We just needed to right situation."

Teyla stared at the ceiling and considered his words.

"Do you remember when you first knew that you loved me?"

John looked at her.

"Do you?"

Teyla smiled.

"Of course, it was when we almost lost you to that Iratus bug. My heart nearly stopped while waiting for Carson to revive you."

She tickled his side.

"What about you?"

John smiled knowingly.

"The first moment I laid eyes on you."

She stared at him and then hit him in the head with a pillow. Unfortunately, John tried to block the blow with his injured arm.

"Ow!"

Teyla rolled over and tucked the pillow beneath her head. He could have at least tried to make his answer more believable.

"Stop whining, it's just a scratch."