Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once: I don't own any of the characters and I'm not making money off of doing this. This is simply for fun.
Present Day (December 31, 2008, XYZ Bar):
"Dude, I think we're getting too old for this man." Sheppard says as he's leaning against the bar, watching two 21 year olds watch them from across the room.
"Shep, I don't think we're too old. I think that we're just hung-up some girls." Ronon admits.
"I think, you're drunk!" Sheppard says to his best friend, wagging a finger at him. Ronon would never say that aloud.
"Dude, I think so, too." Ronon agrees with a laugh.
"So, take your pick." He says, nodding towards the two girls. One blonde and one brunette.
"I think it's obvious." Ronon says with a snort.
"Brunette it is." He says as he saunters over the girls, whispering something to the dark-haired girl.
The blonde walks slowly and enticingly towards Ronon. She's as tall as him, probably 3 inches shorter without her heels. She whispers in his ear. "Wanna get some air?"
Flashback to Junior Year (April 1999, School Library):
"I don't see why we need to do research here in the library when we've got the internet." Ronon overhears Rodney complaining from one of the big desks he passes.
"I think it's better to do research here than the internet. Ye can come up with little tidbits here and there." Carson replies.
"What are you talking about? Just enter a keyword and voila! There it is." rodney says, his voice getting louder.
"Sssh!" The librarian shushes him.
Walking down the aisle looking from one shelf to another, he finds the subject he wants to write a report about. Reading through the titles of the books, he grabs one book and then another. Seeing that the subject continues to the other side he goes around the shelf to the other side. Upon doing this, he sees that he's not the only one there. The new girl, Jennifer, is standing on the attached ladder, clearly oblivious to his presence. He doesn't disturb her, and continues to look for more books. It's a bit distracting for him since she's standing way up on the ladder and with a twist of his neck he could probably tell what color underwear she's wearing or even if she's wearing anything at all. Which is highly unlikely. She's too much of a nice girl. He mentally kicks himself for even thinking that way about her. She's a good girl. She's too good for him.
He tries to concentrate really hard, but for some reason he can't seem to focus. In the corner of his eye he can see her try to grab a book that's beyond her reach causing her to stand on tiptoe on the rung. Suddenly she loses balance. Ronon's instinct and reflexes are quick, and he catches her in time. And they both land on the floor. A few books toppling over them.
"Oompf!" They both let out. They're both breathing hard and fast. Jennifer's face buried in his neck. His arm wrapped around her really tight, the other shielding her from the falling books. Minutes pass before they both pull away, but still entangled in each other's arms, and Jennifer still sitting on his lap. They both look into each others' eyes.
Their heads whip around to face the crowd that has formed around the aisle, watching them. John's face holding a ghost of a smile. "She's fine." Ronon says, reassuring everyone. Carefully, he gets up. Pulling her along with him to stand. She stands to her full height which is right below his chin. "You okay?" He asks her quietly. His arm still supporting her around her waist. Her arms still around his neck.
She looks up at him shyly and nods yes. Her eyes grow wide. She reaches for a handkerchief in her coat pocket. Her eyes full of concern as she gently pats his forehead with the clean cloth. A book had done it's damage on him. "You need to see Dr. lam." She tells him, her voice full of worry. She tugs on his hand to follow her. And asks him "Anything else hurt?"
Shaking his head, he looks at her with amusement. She may be tiny. And he may have saved her from her fall. But she was able to turn things around and be the one taking charge. Some girls might have cried through the whole ordeal. Jennifer Keller was different.
Back to the Present:
She's too tall. This girl wasn't the right height. But what does it matter? It's New Year's Eve. Hell he can do whatever he wants. He walks out the double doors of the club, the blond girl hugging his arm to her chest. Her breasts rubbing against him on purpose. As they're standing outside the club, Ronon looks around. People are standing all over the place. Some by the doors, others huddled together to warm each other as they smoke their cigarettes.
Blondie pulls away from him and leans seductively against the huge post. She's wearing a fur coat now. Where the hell did that come from? She parts it slightly, sticking her left leg forward to give him a view of her fishnet stockings. "So aren't you Ronon Dex? Center for the Raiders?" She asks him in a sexy voice.
"Yeah. You watch football?" He asks in turn.
"I watch football players." She replies with a slight smile as she looks at him from head to toe.
"So you know nothing about the game then?"
She shrugs. "My ex was into it." She tells him distractedly as she pushes away from the post and moves towards him. She lays her hands on his collar. Tugging it down, then trailing a long red fingernail down the center of his shirt, ending at his belt. She stares up at him naughtily.
Flashback to Junior Year (April 1999, The School Clinic):
"Jennifer, I see that you've brought in another stray." Nurse Rogers says teasingly. "In this case, a regular." As she looks over Ronon. "Back so soon, Ronon?" He just shrugs at this.
"Some books toppled over him, when he, um, saved me." The last two words said in a whisper. Nurse Rogers' raises her eyebrow at this. "Um, he, I mean, I lost my balance on a ladder and Ronon caught me just in time, and some books fell over us."
"I see." Nurse Rogers says with a knowing smile. "Let's see… it's just a scratch. Nothing to worry about."
"Nurse Rogers I need you to come with me, there's an emergency at the gym." Dr. Lam says as she peeks through the curtains. Taking one look from Jennifer to Ronon she says "Jennifer, I think you can handle this one." She says confidently and encouragingly.
Nurse Rogers turns to Ronon. "You're in good hands Ronon, Jennifer here has been doing some after school volunteering. You'll be good as new when you leave this clinic." She tells him with a pat on his shoulder as she leaves the two of them alone.
"You've been volunteering?" Ronon asks Jennifer when Nurse Rogers leaves.
Jennifer nods her head yes then turns to the medicine cabinet. She takes out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and some more supplies. She moves towards him, and motions towards the bed. When he takes a seat on the edge, she takes a look at his scratch. Moving away from him, she washes her hands in the sink and grabs a pair of latex gloves. After putting them on, she holds his dreads back and cleans around the scratches. And in a tiny voice she says "This is gonna sting a bit." Then she dabs a bit of hydrogen peroxide.
Ronon's breath hitches. Not from the sting, but from the closeness of her. He can feel her tiny puffs of breath on the side of his face. He can smell her. She smells fresh and girly. Like sunshine. "You didn't scream." He simply says to her to take his mind off of her scent.
"Huh?" Jennifer asks, confused.
"You didn't make a sound when you fell." He states. "Why?"
"Why?" She repeats. "I, um, I dunno. We were in the library. Didn't want to make a fuss." He looks at her incredulously. Amused at her answer. "Besides, it doesn't matter. You broke my fall. I was lucky you were there. Thank you." She tells him without looking at him, which he is grateful for, since he's beet-red. It wouldn't do him any good if she knew that he was actually watching her while she was up on the ladder.
Back to the Present:
"So, I was thinking, that maybe we could head back to my place for a nightcap right after the countdown." Blondie says to him.
Snapped out of his reverie, Ronon frowns and says "Your place?" She nods her blonde head. He looks at her really close this time. "I don't even know your name."
A look passes quickly over her face. But she composes herself and says "I told you already, silly. Lacey." Then moving even closer she says "Awww, you poor thing, you must be really tired. All this people around. What you need is some quiet time with me." She tells him with a sexy smile. Her finger slowly making circles around his belly.
Jennifer's face flashes in his mind again. Blondie… Lacey, is too blonde, too tall and wears too much make-up and perfume, that it's stifling him. Taking a hold of her hands, he pulls them away from his belt and lets them go. "Some other time, maybe." And with that Ronon, walks inside the club, leaving the girl fuming. He reaches the bar and orders a shot of tequila.
In two seconds, John is at his side. "Make that two." And they silently take their shots as people around them count down to zero.
"Three, Two, One! Happy new year!" Loud cheers erupt throughout the club, couples kissing left and right, and confetti falling from the ceiling.
"Happy new year man!" John and Ronon simultaneously say to each other, clinking their glasses half full of scotch.
TBC.