Author's Note: Thank you so much to everyone who has been reviewing! You guys are what's keeping ME hooked on this story when I should be working on my SAWS fic :P lol. So for all of you, here is more; and for Lone-ranger1, here is a bit of madness ;)

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Starve Me

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"Teyla, love. Teyla, do you hear me?" She groaned and tried to cover her eyes with her hand, hitting herself in the head with her cast, which only served to pull her away from the peaceful darkness of unconsciousness.

"Carson...?" she mumbled, blinking blurry eyes at him until her vision cleared to an almost too-sharp quality. She focused, however, on the room around him. They were in a room that she knew well; a place that held cold, familiar memories...

She screamed suddenly, and sat straight up, banging herself with the cast again. She felt Carson grab her arms, and another pair of hands---these ones cold---gripped her shoulders and pushed her back down onto the bed. She saw Todd's face hovering above her own, and she screamed at him.

"What have you done to me?!" she demanded. "Why?!

"Teyla, calm down!" Carson tried frantically. "Calm down! He saved your life-"

"He made me feed!" she screamed, tears streaming unbidden from her eyes. "I took his life, I tortured him... why have you done this to me?!"

"I did not do this, Teyla," Todd told her. "I have no idea why you suddenly must feed."

"It did not happen until after you brought me here; and now you have made me feed." She had stopped struggling, and they'd released her. She rolled over onto her side and curled up, tears squeezing between her now-closed eyelids. "I killed him," she kept repeating.

Carson looked up at the team, who had forced their way in when she started to scream.

"She's in shock," he explained, before turning his back to them and trying to comfort her. But he had one more thing to say. "And if you're going to yell, don't do it in here." He knew them well. They went into the other room, Todd following to explain what was going on.

"Why is this happening to me?" Teyla moaned, still covering her eyes, which had turned to an unnerving yellow, like a cat's. "I never wanted to hurt anyone. I didn't want anyone to die."

"Sh, it's not your fault, lass," Carson assured her.

"It is," she argued, unable to accept his words. "I am the one who took his life; why couldn't you let me die?"

"Teyla, we're not going to let you die! We need you! your son needs you. You can't give up."

"Carson, I am becoming my worst nightmare! I am turning into a monster, you can't let me live.

"No, Teyla, you are not a monster; and we are going to figure this out. We are going to figure out how to get you back to normal."

"At what price?" she demanded. "How many more will have to die so that I can live?"

"Stop talking like that! You are not going to die, we are not going to let you. You need to live, so that you can go back to Torren. Don't forget about him. All of this is so that you can protect him, and so that he will not have to grow up without you. Don't give up." Teyla met his gaze with her slitted yellow eyes, but Carson didn't flinch. The mad fear and despair that had been in them lessened a little, and she looked more like herself; more human.

"For Torren?" she asked shakily. He nodded. For a long moment neither of them moved; finally, Teyla took the doctor's offered hand, and he helped her sit up. Teyla looked far from hopeful, still; but this time she was determined.

She was not going to go down without a fight.

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"What did you do to her?" Rodney demanded angrily of Todd, trying to wipe the image of her ashen, wraith-like features from his memory.

"Why fo you automatically assume that it was me?"

"It's really nothing but sentimentality that's kept you alive this long; that and the probability of you lying about not doing it to her," Sheppard said. "And even in the unlikely chance that you didn't cause whatever is happening to her, I have a feeling that you know how to fix it. So spill."

"I did not do this to her."

"Why don't we just kill him now, Sheppard?" Ronon questioned, switching the setting on his gun to "kill" and pressing it against Todd's head. The wraith laughed softly, deep in his throat.

"...I also said that I had an idea of what did cause it; which you'll never know if you shoot me." John gave Ronon a look that said that he wasn't happy, but the wraith was right. Growling, Ronon pushed the gun a little harder against Todd's temple, before jerking it away with an angry grunt.

"You'd better get her back to normal," he snarled, before stalking to the other side of the room and leaning against the wall, his gun still in his restless hands.

"Alright," Sheppard said to Todd, his tone a warning that he was losing patience. "What do you know that's important enough for me to have spared your life just now? Because I could always have Ronon shoot you anyways if I don't like what I hear." Todd hesitated for a second, taking a deep breath, and taking on an air that they recognized as his "story-telling" stance.

"Recently, I learned that one of my trusted followers was working on an... experiment; similar to what you did to the one that yo call Michael, except he was doing it backwards. He was trying to turn humans into wraith."

"You "learned" this?"

"It was done without my consent," Todd said, ignoring the implications of the statement. "We discovered it soon after Teyla left. But I realize now that during her brief time on MY hive, she may have become subject to the experiment without even realizing it."

"And you didn't think to tell us this when you found out?" John asked, slowly raising his own weapon to aim more directly at Todd's chest.

"At the time he was discovered, I did not think anything of it. It was not she came onto this ship and I sensed her that I realized what he must have done."

"But that doesn't make sense!" Rodney said. "If that's the case, why wouldn't it have worked immediately; made her need to feed while she was still playing queen for you?"

"The... treatment has a very long incubation period. Actually, it has manifested itself rather differently in her than it did in any of his test subjects. It was, for the most part, a failed experiment..."

"But why isn'tit failing on her, then?" Rodney wondered. "Unless her wraith DNA made her generally more susceptible to the treatment."

"And her transformation must have made it even easier to bond," Sheppard realized.

"Why didn't Jennifer find it in her blood-work until a few days ago, then?" Rodney asked.

"Keller's had different blood work for her the whole time that she's known her, practically," Ronon spoke up from the back of the room. "She's never run it when it's normal, because it changed so much last year. She would never have even seen it unless she was looking."

"And Carson must have run all of ours a thousand times," Rodney finished. "So of course he would have seen it..."

"Aren't we missing the important bit here, guys?" Sheppard asked, before meeting Todd's eyes again. "Where is this wraith; and does can you get him to fix what's happening to her?"

"I'm afraid that's not possible; he's dead." Ronon's gun snapped back into position, level with the wraith's chest.

"You're saying that there's no way we can help her?" he asked.

"There was a reverse treatment," Todd said slowly. "But he sent it to another hive; I don't have it."

"Well can you get it?" John persisted, almost ready to let Ronon shoot him, or the wraith. Or both.

"I believe that I can," Todd said. "But I am not sure that she would even want it. There were a few test subjects who were successfully changed and turned back, but it is... painful."

"I really think that for this, she'd deal."

"Most of them died in the process," Todd warned. But they all just looked at him, trusting that Teyla was strong enough to get through that and determined to get her back to normal.

"And I'll need her help to get it from the other hive; they will only bargain with a queen."

"No!" McKay said immediately, before either Sheppard or Ronon could open their mouths. "That's what you said last time; and look where it got her! You almost got her killed."

"Where it got her?! She killed nearly a quarter of the crew sending them into a hopeless battle!"

"Find another way!" the scientist ordered him.

"There is no other way.

"Then no! You can't have her!"

"Rodney!" They all jerked around at the soft shout, and saw her emerge from behind the curtain, in full wraith-queen garb once again. Dr. Beckett was holding her arm gently, but she was standing tall, if a little shakily. She slowly blinked her cold yellow eyes at them.

"I will do it," she whispered, her voice trembling, but determined. "I will not feed on another innocent life again."

"It only be the two of us," Todd told her, not daring to hope. Very slowly, she nodded.

"I know."

"Teyla!" her friends protested, but she cut off their cries with merely a glance; and the very predatory feel of it unnerved them.

"I need to do it," she said. Todd grinned triumphantly, but it didn't last. Teyla pulled away from Carson and stepped up to the wraith, meeting his gaze with her flaming cold eyes.

"If you betray me again, I will make an exception to feed on you," she paused, as if to make sure that he understood. "And I believe that I will enjoy that."

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A/N: Sorry that I didn't get this posted last night; turns out I was busy for most of the day, and I didn't get it done in time. And sorry, but I might not be able to continue this one for the next couple of days; my SAWS week (look at my profile) starts on Sunday, and I have a lot of work to do on that fic before then so that I can post it when I need to. But who knows? I might get lucky and get it done quick; and then you'll get more of this ;) lol. Don't worry, there will be more of this very soon; but maybe not for the next day or two. Until then, I hope that this chapters satisfies you and keeps your interest! :D