Disclaimer : I do not own Stargate Atlantis nor am I making a profit from this story, I do own Dr. Orla Grant though.

Rating : M

Plot : Off World, Mud, mild whumpage (I'm new) and hopefully a pairing you will all love.

Pairings : Ronon Dex/Orla Grant

Spoilers : Set in Season 5 but I had changed a few things, Ronon has Season 4 hair NOT that wig, Teyla has not had her baby (hurry up John), Laura Cadman is now stationed on Atlantis and Carson Beckett is the CMO, I love him sorry.

A Massive thank you to bailey1ak and to Nika Dixon for you patience and help you are Goddesses. I hope you enjoy this story if you remotely liked Orla's Story then I think you will. Please read and review they are so needed, otherwise how will I know any of you want to know a bit more.

This chapters a bit short sorry.

Ronon and Orla had joined Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard and Teyla Emmagan in the mess hall for breakfast.

"So, who wants to know the good news?" Sheppard asked as he sipped his coffee, grimacing at its alleged flavour.

Since Woolsey only drank tea it would appear one of the cut backs he'd made was in to the quality of the coffee the mess hall provided.

"What?" Ronon asked finishing his eggs.

"Yes John, what news?" Teyla said plucking fruit from her tray.

"We have another mission today back on "Planet Mud." he smiled trying to look like he didn't really hate the idea.

"There's just mud and mud" Ronon snorted leaning back to place his arm about Orla.

Ronon was still trying to understand the constant need in him to touch her, even if it was just a brush of an arm or finger. So far all he'd decided on was because he liked it.

"SGA-4 visited the planet a few days back. Something about mud samples and bacteria, etc. It was pretty gross. Anyway, one of the Marines got bored and wandered off a bit, and found some ruins. Apparently they might be interesting." Sheppard hoped it sounded more interesting than it did when Woolsey had told him.

"It sounds… interesting John" Teyla replied with a look that said it was anything but…

"No it doesn't," Ronon grunted remembering the last time they visited the "Planet Mud" as Sheppard had called it. It took ages to move about the planet due to… well… the mud. Rodney had brought a whole new meaning to the word whining. Ronon wouldn't tell the annoying man he actually had a point.

They'd finally returned to Atlantis covered in mud, exhausted from trying to walk in it and in a very bad mood. In Ronon's case, a very, very foul mood. In fact, Ronon had very nearly lost his temper with the kitchen staff. A thing he had never been close to doing before. He'd spotted "Mud Cake" on the menu that night. Sheppard and Major Lorne had to drag Ronon from the mess hall and explain it was a real cake not a joke at his expense.

"SHEPPERD" shrieked an almost purple faced Dr. Rodney McKay.

The table groaned in unison at the shrieking and promptly Ronon quickly grabbed Orla's arm and firmly pleaded "Let's go, now please."

As they both fled the mess hall they spotted Teyla following them leaving a shocked and resigned Colonel Sheppard to deal with the fractious Dr. McKay. They knew Rodney he would make Sheppard suffer for making him go back to "Planet Mud".