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Craving

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Dr. Beckett pushed aside his notes and dropped his head into his hands. He had no idea how to help Teyla. He had found something in her that wasn't right; but it was only because of the countless times that he had run her blood-work that he had been able to even notice it. And he had no idea how... whatever it was in her blood could be effecting her so adversely.

"Hey," Jennifer sat down in the seat beside him and placed a steaming mug of coffee on his desk. "Dark Hazelnut, your favorite. Rodney told me that you'd probably need some around now." Carson smiled gratefully at her, thinking that Rodney couldn't have picked a nicer girl.

"Thank you, love." Keller nodded, and glanced at his discarded notes.

"Anything?" she asked. He shook his head sadly.

"I'm afraid not; whatever it is that's causing her to act this way, it's something that I've never seen or heard of; not even when I was working for Michael." He paused for a moment. "Do you think that Todd planned for this to happen?" he asked her. He knew that she had much more experience with the wraith than he.

"I wouldn't put it past him," she muttered, frowning. "But what could he possibly have to gain from giving Teyla wraith mood swings?"

"I have no idea," Carson said, sighing tiredly. "I suppose that if we can't figure it out, someone is going to have to ask him."

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John, Ronon, and Rodney sat with Kanaan in Teyla's private room off the infirmary. Dr. Keller had been kind enough to find a small bed for Torren, and the child slept peacefully while the adults continued their quiet vigil by their team-mate's side.

It was still a little hard for John to be with Kanaan. He knew that Teyla loved him, and so he tried for her; but in his mind, the man had gotten what he himself had taken too long to claim.

"Do the doctors know what's going on with her yet?" Rodney asked eventually, breaking the solomn silence that filled the room. John shrugged.

"Carson said that he found something weird in her blood; but he doesn't know what it is or how it's making her do what she's doing."

"But they will find out and fix it?" Kanaan asked.

"Yeah, they'll do it," he said, hoping that he was right.

"What do you think that she'll be like when she wakes up again?"

"Last time she was herself when she woke up," Ronon said. "She didn't remember anything about it."

"Maybe we shouldn't tell her anything when she wakes up," McKay suggested hesitantly. "Maybe if we just tell her that she fell and broke her wrist or something, and maybe hit her head, she won't go all nuts again."

"Lie to her?"

"If we're trying to keep her safe here, I think that we can make an exception to the "thou shalt not lie" rule."

"We can't lie to her about this," John said. "She needs to know, and hopefully that will keep her from putting herself in a place where someone could get hurt."

"She already did that," Ronon muttered quietly.

"We have to find a way to fix this."

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During the night, one by one, everyone waiting in Teyla's room had drifted off to sleep. They were awakened by Torren, crying for his mama. His cries soon woke her as well, but she seemed almost afraid to take her baby in her arms.

"Goodmorning, sunshine," John tried to tease. "How are you feeling?" her eyes looked terrified.

"You need to restrain me," she pleaded. The guys frowned at each other.

"Teyla, you're fine right now." she shook her head violently, her messy hair falling in her face.

"No, you need to do it," she insisted. "You need to make sure that I cannot hurt anyone."

"Do you remember what happened?" Ronon asked cautiously.

"Not exactly," she admitted. "Only how I felt, and that it was bad. But you must restrain me before it happens again." The look on her face nearly broke her heart. "And keep Torren away."

"Teyla..."

"I am hungry!" she screamed, making them jump. Torren started to cry. "I cannot satisfy it, and I cannot fight it. I need to feed."

"And what happens if you don't?" Rodney asked. "I mean, you're human; you can't die from not feeding... right?" Teyla's eyes and voice were urget.

"Restrain me, and get out," she ordered. "I can feel it coming." They hesitated for about half a second.

"Do it!" John snapped, and Ronon jumped into action, securing tight bands around her wrists as best he could with the cast, binding her to the bed that she was lying in.

"Now get out!" she repeated, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I remember now, and you can't be here. I-" whatever she had meant to say was cut off as her body began to convulse on the bed, and her eyes took on a freakish light that they associated with the wraith.

They hated to leave her there, but with her last bit of herself that remained she screamed at them again to leave, and this time they obeyed, sealing the door behind them.

"How long will this continue?" Kanaan asked, still trying to comfort his tearful son.

"I don't know," John said. "But I'm guessing that we need to find an answer pretty darn fast."

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A/N: I had some trouble with this chapter; it didn't come quite as easy as the last ones. But I know where I'm going with this fic now; and till then I hope you enjoy what I have so far! :)