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Chapter 2

Ronon finished dressing and prepared to leave for the mess hall to grab a bite to eat. They'd be leaving in an hour on a day mission to check on a new trading partner and he didn't want to rely on power bars all day. Approaching his door Ronon found another letter lying on the floor where it'd been shoved under the door. Looking at the note, he realized the same person had left it. Ronon moved over to his desk, placing the note with the others, he decided it was time to deal with the problem as soon as he returned from his mission.

Over the past couple of years Ronon had received other anonymous notes and cards from admirers but never with as much persistence as the recent onslaught of correspondence he'd received since this new batch of recruits arrived. After all this time he still didn't understand Earth women. Why couldn't they be more like Doc. If he ever decided to look for another mate it'd be with someone more like her or Teyla than the pushy women who threw themselves at him.

Jennifer settled into a comfortable routine resuming all her previous duties working with Dr. Beckett on several research projects as well. She was more than satisfied with her life although there were moments when she felt a twinge of loneliness. She knew she spent too much time absorbed in her work avoiding all social functions but somehow it was easy, like a warm blanket on a cold night.

She'd joined Ronon or Lorne for the occasional meal in the mess hall or monthly movie in the Rec Room but for the most part she kept pretty much to herself. Jen liked it that way especially since the attack. She still didn't feel comfortable around strangers and doubted herself when it came to relationships. Lately she'd been thinking about taking some self-defense lessons knowing it would boost her confidence. It seemed like the military presence on base was always offering different classes and she needed to find a beginner's class that would fit into her work schedule.

Jennifer finished her shift deciding to grab a bite to eat before SGA-1 returned from their mission. She left word with Marie she'd give Ronon his return checkup if needed. Situating herself in the lounge area with a sandwich and a bottle of water Jen opened her book and relaxed on the couch hoping to dissuade conversation with the few stragglers in the dining hall. As she finished her sandwich Jen was summoned to the infirmary.

"Sorry, Dr. Keller, it seems that Ronon returned with a nasty gash to his forehead and you know how he hates being tended to by the rest of the staff," Marie apologized as she directed Jennifer to the back of the infirmary.

"No problem, I wasn't doing anything important," she answered.

Entering the infirmary, Jennifer walked across the room picking up an instrument tray and pair of gloves on her way to Ronon's bed.

"Hey Ronon, how was your mission?" Jen asked motioning for him to lie down.

"Easy, till a tree branch got me," he growled. Ronon watched as Jennifer leaned over his face examining the wound. He liked it when Doc worked on him. There was something about her small hands and gentle touch he found relaxing. Or maybe it was just lying down and the warmth from the bright light that was relaxing. Either way, as the tension drained from his body he found himself hungry.

"Do you want to get something to eat?" Ronon asked as he stood to leave the infirmary.

"Sure, I could do with a cup of tea," Jen smiled as she took off her gloves. Marie thanked her and offered to clean up the workstation.

As they entered the mess hall Jennifer paused and pulled a training schedule from the bulletin board tucking it into her book she decided to look it over later in her quarters.

The two settled at a table in the back of the room with a view of the lights over the city. Jennifer always felt comfortable and safe in Ronon's presence. She completely relaxed sipping her tea knowing she wouldn't be bothered by anyone for a few brief moments while they shared a meal together.

"So, why do you have a training schedule in your book?" he asked recognizing the familiar pamphlet.

"I was thinking of taking some self-defense classes if I can find a time that works with my schedule," Jennifer explained.

"Good idea," Ronon replied in agreement.

The dining room was fairly empty when Ginny and Rose walked in laughing and carrying on rather loudly. Ronon looked up and winced hoping they'd find a table on the other side of the room.

"You look rather uncomfortable, is anything wrong?" Jennifer asked.

"I keep running into that loud woman over there," Ronon scowled nodding toward Ginny and Rose.

"A new admirer?" Jen said grinning. "Should we ask them to join us?" she teased.

"Not funny," Ronon growled. "Say, I was hoping you could help me with something kind of personal sometime when you're not busy?"

"Sure, how about after we finish eating?" Jennifer suggested.

"Good, I'll be right back," Ronon said as he stood up moving away from the table. "Don't go anywhere," he added.

In an instant Jennifer watched Ronon quickly leave the table heading toward the doors. He was a man of few words but she knew he'd explain himself when he returned. She couldn't help but smile thinking about the warm friendship they'd developed over the time she'd been in Atlantis.

Ginny and Rose sat down at the table behind Jennifer facing her table. She wondered if they'd overheard her conversation and were waiting for Ronon to return. Some women could be so obvious and she found it really annoying.

Jennifer fixed herself another cup of tea and was just settling back at their table when Ronon arrived. She watched him cross the room frowning at Ginny and Rose as he approached the table.

"Grab your tea," Ronon stated as he took Jen's elbow helping her up. He led her out to the balcony where they took seats at a table near a window that was casting good light from the dining room. He was relieved to find they had the whole terrace to themselves.

"So, what can I do for you?" Jennifer asked as she took a sip of her tea.

Ronon reached inside his shirt and pulled out a small stack of papers. Removing the rubber band he placed them on the table in front of Jennifer.

"Can you read these to me?" Ronon asked.

"Ronon, they look rather personal. Are you sure you want me to read them?"

"Yeah, I think they're all from the same person but I have a hard time reading your language," he explained.

"Wow, I never thought about that. Of course it wouldn't be your first language," Jen reasoned. "I'll be happy to read them to you but if you want me to stop just say so."

"Is this the first one?" she asked holding the note so he could see it.

"I think that's the first one I got but it doesn't matter to me."

"Okay, here goes …"

Hey Handsome

I'd sure like to get to know you better. You're welcome at my table anytime! I usually eat lunch at 1:00 everyday. Hope you can join me tomorrow.

G

"So, do you know who this G is?" Jennifer asked.

"Not sure. We had a couple women sit at our table last time the Daedalus docked. I think she kept saying her name was Jenny, kind of like yours," Ronon explained.

"Does this kind of thing happen often?" she asked amazed.

"Yeah, but this one seems stubborn. I just want her to go away."

"Well, Jenny can also be spelled with a G so maybe the letters are from her. Should I keep going?" she asked not wanting to invade his personal space.

"Sure, keep going … see what she wants," he frowned.

Hey Handsome,

Haven't seen you all week. Hope you haven't forgotten about me. I think we could be very good friends. Why don't you meet me for dinner on Thursday night – I'll be looking for you at 6:00.

G

"So have you ever seen this woman in the mess hall since that first day?"

"No, I don't think so… not counting tonight. I usually eat with Sheppard or Teyla … don't pay attention to anyone else," Ronon answered.

"Let me read another one, maybe it'll help."

Hey, my handsome warrior,

Watched you sparring last night and couldn't help but get all hot and bothered. I had a hard time sleeping – dreaming naughty thoughts!!!

You're always welcome at my door … anytime. Come see me. Room 224E

G

"Why would my sparring bother her?" Ronon asked scowling.

"Oh lordy," Jennifer mumbled wondering how to explain it to her friend. The man could easily have the same effect on her if she let herself entertain those thoughts for any amount of time.

"She's not bothered in a negative way. What she means is … she finds you attractive and kind of desires you … like in a sexual way," she explained blushing.

"Sorry," he mumbled knowing she was probably embarrassed.

"Maybe the next one won't be so bad," she said smiling.

Hey Handsome,

I dreamt about you last night and you were just as good as I knew you'd be. Come by my room tonight and I'll demonstrate … I guarantee you'll enjoy it.

G

"I'm sorry Ronon … not all Earth women are like this," Jennifer stated grimacing. "Unless you enjoy this kind of flirting and in that case, aren't you lucky."

"No," Ronon grunted. "I'm not interested in all her games."

"How often did you say you got letters like this?" she asked

"I get a few whenever the Daedalus arrives with new recruits. Everyone else pretty much leaves me alone," he replied matter-of-factly. "I've never gotten this many from the same woman."

"Well, she's persistent," she chuckled. "Let's try another one."

Hey Handsome,

Are you playing hard to get?? That's okay, I'm not going anywhere and I love the chase! I sat all morning in an ancient artifacts lecture daydreaming of chocolate sauce and whipped cream. If you're ready for a midnight snack drop by my room tonight for a little something special!

G

"Well, I think it's safe to say she has a crush on you and seems very determined," Jen declared stating the obvious.

"What does she mean with the chocolate and whipped cream?" Ronon asked with a puzzled look on his face. "She doesn't make a lot of sense."

"Good golly," Jen muttered rolling her eyes. "Um … I think she is referring to … uh certain kinds of sex games," she stuttered blushing from head to toe. Jennifer watched Ronon who continued to look confused. Rolling her eyes again she continued to explain, "She's probably suggesting you pour chocolate sauce on her body and whipped cream."

"Why would I do that?" he scowled.

"So you can lick it off," Jen said bluntly watching Ronon squirm. "Are you sure you've never talked to this woman? She seems pretty determined for someone who's never been with you," Jen asked puzzled by the woman's pushy attitude.

"I'm sure," Ronon said handing her another letter.

Hey Big Boy,

Those leather pants you wore today were hot and sexy. I wanted to run my hands all over them.

You haven't accepted my invitations … shame on you. I think you might need a spanking. I'll be up late tonight.

G

"Too bad, another lost opportunity," Jen giggled picking up another letter. She quickly scanned the contents and turned bright red.

"What?" Ronon asked observing her discomfort.

"Sorry, this is as far as I go," Jen apologized handing the last two letters back to Ronon. "I realize that being a doctor I shouldn't be shocked by anything but I have my limits. I don't honestly think I can read these out loud in mixed company," she stammered.

"Sorry, Doc, I didn't mean to embarrass you," he apologized. "Thanks for reading them."

"You're welcome," she replied smiling. "Ronon, would you like me to teach you to read our language?"

"Maybe," he answered thinking over her offer. "I'll let you know."

Ronon walked Jennifer back to her quarters when they'd finished their dessert. He dumped the letters in a trashcan on the way hoping she didn't think he enjoyed them.

"Thanks for walking me home Handsome," Jennifer laughed.

Ronon reached over and mussed her hair growling playfully. "See you tomorrow, Doc."

"Think about my offer, Ronon, I'm serious," Jen said knowing it'd be easy to teach him to read. He was an extremely smart man despite what people assumed.

Jennifer thought about the notes as she laid waiting for sleep to consume her. The woman was unmerciful in her pursuit of her prey. Jen realized she was very protective of her friend and didn't like what was going on especially when Ronon didn't like it either. She had no doubt he'd tell G to get lost if she ever confronted him and it wouldn't be pleasant. For a fleeting moment, before sleep finally took her away for the night, she wondered if her protectiveness could actually be jealousy.

Ronon thought a lot about Doc's offer to teach him to read. He'd never thought it a useful tool but thinking it over now he could see how it might come in handy at times. Plus he could spend more time with Doc, which he was beginning to find very relaxing and if he were truthful with himself… quite pleasant.