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

Edward left the Dart hidden under some thick foliage and pulled Jesse toward the Stargate. The DHD was buried in an overgrown field that the Wraith captain made quick work of. Jesse stood a few feet away, clinging to the small bundle in her arms for support. This was it, the moment of truth.

Leaning forward against the DHD, Edward spoke softly. "You should dial the address." His voice sounded distant.

"Alright." She dropped the bundle and marched up behind Edward. "Turn around." It was almost a demand.

Slowly, Edward turned to face Jesse. He smirked, his amber eyes boring holes into her skin.

"Kiss me." She choked back a sob. This was no time to be weak.

He didn't need to be told twice, scooping her into his arms, Edward's lips came crashing down onto her own. He growled, deep in his chest, as she ran her fingers through his long white hair. Without the need the ask, Jesse opened to allow his tongue to explore. She loved his taste, his scent, his hands all over her body. It didn't matter to her that he was a Wraith, but she realized, other people would.

It took every ounce of strength she had to reach behind her back. Jesse pulled all her courage and whispered against Edward's eager lips. "I love you."

His eyes widened as he felt the shock of a stunner. Tears began to spill from Jesse's emerald eyes as she watched her Edward fall to his knees. The first shot was the hardest. It took two more shots to knock the Wraith unconscious. The stunner felt like a brick in her hand as she shook uncontrollably. The look of shock on his face knocked the air from her lungs. The crumpled mass on the ground was the man, the Wraith, that she loved. She had betrayed him, tricked him, and now she had to leave him.

Tossing the gun aside, Jesse retrieved her bundle and began to dial Atlantis. She kept telling herself it was worth it. She saved his life. All the stolen moments they had shared on the Hive could be perfectly preserved. No one would have to know.

By the time she had punched in her IDC, her vision was so blurred by tears that the gate looked like a giant, blue blob. Edward still laid in the tall grass, unconscious, safe. He was on his side, his white hair blowing lazily in the wind. Almost peaceful, for all she knew he could have been taking a nap. The sting of loneliness had torn her heart in two. It didn't take very long. As her body shook uncontrollably, she realized she must look like death warmed over but it didn't matter. Her Edward was going to live an extremely long life.

"I'm sorry." She croaked, as she stumbled through the gate without looking back.

An instant later, Jesse was standing in the gate room on Atlantis. She could hear the click of guns as the marines waited to see if anyone was following her through the gate. People began to shout orders, something about getting a medical team, most were shocked that she was alive. Through the tears, she could make out the blurry forms of people wanting to help but she ignored them. The last sound she could remember from those first few moments back on Atlantis was the gate deactivating. Collapsing to the floor, Jesse sobbed uncontrollably into her vest. Foreign hands tried to pull her to her feet but she didn't want anything to do with them. They probably thought she was in shock, that it was normal. They could think what they want.

"Leave me alone, don't touch me!" She screamed.

Ignoring her pleas, a pair of strong arms scooped her up and began to carry her away. Being close to someone after what she had done left her skin crawling. She tried to squirm out of his arms but he held on to tightly. Process of elimination told her they were headed for the infirmary. Fine, hook her up to the machines, run tests, none of it would remove the feeling of betrayal. Edward wanted to save her life, to spend all his time with her even if it meant being locked up. He had a plan and she had thrown in a giant wrench with a wicked backlash.

Looking to relieve the pain, even for a moment, Jesse wrapped her arms around the neck of the one that carried her. His skin was warm and soft. Soon the sobs began to wither away. By the time they had reached the infirmary she was coherent enough to wave at the attendees.

The gurney she was laid on felt like a cloud. One of the attendees was ready to put in her IV, which would have normally scared the shit out of her, but this wasn't a normal situation. She amused the thought that a knife tickling her vertebrae was about the only thing that could make her feel at this moment. The man that had carried her in was still at her bedside, his hand wrapped in hers.

Jesse looked at the man at her side. He was built like a tree trunk, with dark skin, and dark eyes that looked concerned.

She felt the cool, relief as the sedative was pushed into her IV. "Ronan…" Her voice was nothing more than a whisper and then, nothing.