Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis, its characters, or anything plot lines. This is a purely fan-made fic I am not profiting off of. Please don't sue.

Summary: What happens when a Wraith and a human fall in love? Well, it's not a walk in the park. They have to fight for what is theirs and the family they desperately want.

OC X OC

As she sat in the dark room, she couldn't help but feel frightened. The faintly glowing, fleshy consoles and deep, dark shadows made her shiver. She brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them for comfort. It had been days since she had been brought aboard this ship. The Wraith that had taken her from Atlantis had only appeared a few times, he didn't speak, and then he left.

As if on cue, the doors to her room opened to admit the Wraith in question. His black, leather pants and trench coat were plain and unremarkable but typical of most Wraith of his position. His white hair was long, well kept, and beautiful. On more than one occasion she had harbored the fantasy of running her fingers through those white locks. Though he had no distinguishing facial hair, a single tattoo ran above his right eye, down the side of his face and ended just under his amber eye. The very curves and points of the piece was tribal, even primitive.

Jesse pushed herself against the wall and closed her eyes. He had never laid a finger on her, except when he had kidnapped her, but she knew enough about Wraiths to figure he might be toying with her. They fed off fear, and she was definitely scared. Minutes passed but she wasn't sure if he had moved. Damn, human senses. Feeling the need to know where her captor was, Jesse opened her eyes. "Aha…" She gasped as the Wraith knelt in front of her.

The dim lights made shadows on his thin face. His skin was a pale blue but up close a faint green tone could be seen. He was quiet as he carefully reached with his left hand to push away the black curls from Jesse's face. Her emerald eyes caught his strange, amber orbs for the first time since being on the Hive. She could feel the fire that blazed there. His hand was now stroking her cheek, her neck, down her shoulder and arm. Jesse involuntarily shivered.

"Are you cold?" He asked.

"No."

"Do you fear me, little human?" His tone was neutral.

"I wanna go back to Atlantis." She stated as gently as possible.

His Wraith body stiffened at the sound of her request. Though he never broke their gaze, she could sense he wasn't entirely there. Using her gift, Jesse snaked into his mind. It wasn't hard, none of his defenses were up. Jesse was submersed in his most recent thoughts.

A warmth, close to burning, filled her to the very core. She could see the Wraith with another. They were both lying in the shadows. The way he held the other form, his hands exploring every curve and dip, it sent a surge of heat south. His mouth covered every bit of flesh he could reach. As she got closer the shadows lifted and it sent a jolt of shock through her body. Jesse saw herself in the arms of the Wraith. As if startled, the Wraith looked up and Jesse was thrust from his mind.

As the waves of shock began to dissipate, Jesse realized her Wraith captor was gripping her shoulders rather painfully. The fire in his eyes had turned into an uncontrollable blaze. Was it rage, or desire?

"What did you see?" He demanded.

Jesse stared. The heat from the vision had not left. She was finally able to put a name to the blaze. Need. "Is that why you took me? I didn't know Wraith could…" She trailed off. What exactly? Feel, want, make love? What did he want from her?

"Physical intimacy, while unnecessary, is considered an indulgence among us Wraith."

"I'm a prize or something? A pat on the back for a job well done!" She shoved his arms way in disgust.

"You are an interesting creature." He mused.

"You think you can just take who you want and get away from it. Keeping me here in moderate comfort just because you think I'm note worthy. Sorry buddy but I'm not some jewel to add to your collection. I'll get back to Atlantis whether you let me go or not." Her defiant eyes flared to life.

Never in his thousands of years had he been talked to like that by a human prisoner. Blinded by an instinctual rage, the Wraith drug Jesse to her feet by her wrist and marched her out of the room. Because she had been sitting for so long, her muscles were asleep. Jesse tripped over the uneven floor and the lack of control she had over her own her appendages. The Wraith paid little mind and continued dragging her along.

Soon the couple had wandered into a hall lined with cocoons. They approached an empty cocoon and the Wraith threw her in. Fear gripped her so tightly she couldn't breath. He was going to feed on her!

"This will be your grave if you wag that tongue of yours any more. It is a lonely and painful death, or so I have heard." He added that last part despite the knot in his heart.

Tears began to spill down Jesse's cheeks as she looked up at the towering Wraith. It was a scare tactic and it worked beautifully. Her whole body shook as sobs escaped her parted lips. She was going to die here. Probably not soon, but he would eventually take her life.

Watching his human lose control pained the Wraith. He had never felt such a wound like it before. A monster clawed, trying to rip its way from his chest slowly, wanting him to suffer. This human was dirty from head to foot, scared, and exhausted. Perhaps he had taken it too far. Perhaps she would never learn to trust him.

Kneeling before her once again, the Wraith cupped her tear-stained face in his hands. His anger was forgotten as he caught those beautiful eyes once again. She was stunning, even covered in dirt and tears. Leaning in close, he gently brushed his pale lips against her pinks ones. He pulled her in close with his strong arms. She fit so perfectly as she melted against his hard body. A moan escaped her lips, involuntarily. The heat flared to life, smoldering, as his lips came crashing down against hers.

Jesse became dizzy as the Wraith's soft, cool lips pressed against her own. This kiss, so perfect in its own peculiar way, filled her with a sense of completion. It was like her body had been waiting for this moment her whole life. All the missing and irregular pieces finally fit together. Unconsciously, she hung onto his earthy scent, the citrus taste his tongue left behind as it traced patterns over her lips. Her exhaustion finally overcame the passion, her vision blurred and soon she was enveloped in darkness.