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 for sexual content
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 for you patience and guidance your a star.
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Ronon entered the lab he knew Orla worked in. As soon as he spotted her a genuine smile lit up his face. He was still amazed she was with him. He worried at times that she'd wake up one morning and decide he wasn't her type. He brushed the thought away.
Orla looked up from her data pad sensing she was no longer alone and saw her lover. He stood to the side of her wearing a smile she knew said "hello you". She smiled at him with ease saying "hey you" without uttering a word.
Ronon watched her face break into a smile just for him, it took his breath away. It always seemed to. He inwardly groaned as his mind and body remembered the feel of her beneath him this morning.
Mentally shaking himself back to the reason for his presence he moved closer and said "Come on, your going off world with me and the rest of the team. McKay needs you" he explained reaching for her and drawing her to his chest.
"Oh, why?" Orla said panicking just a little. SGA-1 had a reputation, especially when off-world. Being Wraith magnets was just one.
"McKay needs a brilliant scientist to help him at the ruins, to cut down the time we need to be on that planet". Sheppard also thought you might want to come and play in the mud with me. So, you want to?" He tilted his head looking at her with a sexy toothy smile.
She laughed out loud at his playfulness and purred, "Okay, so long as you promise to help me clean up after."
The playful manner in Ronon turned into a possessive growl vibrating in his chest. His smile disappeared; his eyes became dilated with desire. He leaned down to her, cupped her face and kissed her whispering gruffly, "Always, little one. Always".
Orla sorted a small rucksack placing items she thought she may need, though not entirely sure what would be needed.
They left the lab and headed to the female changing rooms near the gate room so Teyla could help her with radios etc.
"Hi Teyla" Orla smiled at the Athosian. "Thanks for helping sort out this TAC vest" she continued.
"You are most welcome, Orla." Teyla beamed. "To be able to have a conversation with another woman will be greatly appreciated." She continued.
"You make it sound like the guys can be a little… childish?" Orla laughed knowing exactly what movie night could descend into.
"John and Ronon are like brothers, though they tend to try to outdo each other. Especially if there is danger involved. Rodney and John are good friends, though John does tease Rodney terribly sometimes. I think that Rodney has not had many friends, his people skills are… lacking as you will have noticed in the labs no doubt. "
"Ronon and Rodney are well….an odd pair". Teyla continued. "They are friends and would protect each other despite the way Rodney behaves at times. They do bicker at times like children. It is strange to think that Rodney is actually the only person on our team Ronon has not stunned. Most assume he would be the first". Teyla explained. "You see sometimes I have to be like their mother, sometimes their sister or on a bad day their taskmaster. So, now you understand" she smiled. "Oh," Teyla exclaimed. "Please do not misunderstand me, I love them all it's just…well you will see".
"Am I going to regret this?" Orla inquired suddenly worried.
"Probably" Teyla answered with a laugh.
SGA-1 and Orla stepped through the Stargate and onto "Planet Mud" or P3X-665M. Orla looked on in shock. Mud they said, mud. This was worse than the Glastonbury Festival.
Sheppard turned and smiled at Orla knowing her reaction would be exactly that of shock, they all had shared that look last time,
"Sheppard," McKay whined.
"No McKay, we just walked through the gate and have all day here. You're not starting, not yet. So help, me Rodney, if you do I'll let Ronon shoot you" Sheppard commanded.
"If I fall and damage the most valuable thing in Atlantis, my brain or in anyway hurt my hands, YOU will be held responsible Sheppard." The scientist barked.
"McKay, if you fall it'll be in mud. It's soft, see" Ronon chided as he pushed the scientist over face down into the mud.
Orla desperate to not antagonize her boss by blatantly laughing at his misfortune turned around sniggering.
"Ronon !" Teyla shouted.
"You see, Orla," Teyla said through gritted teeth trying to help Rodney to his feet.
"Ronon that was very bad, consider yourself told off," Sheppard admonished trying not to laugh.
Ronon raised an eyebrow "Was too easy, sorry," not looking sorry at all.
A few minutes later Rodney was still sulking covered head to foot in mud, inspecting his hands for injuries. Suddenly he turned and grabbed the lapels of Ronon's leather coat.
"Believe me, caveman, I can make your life hell on Atlantis, permanently! YOU might want to consider NOT getting on MY bad side," Rodney barked.
Ronon grabbed Rodney's hands in his massive ones and bent down to Rodney's face.
"That only counts if you make it home ALIVE little man," Ronon's feral grin brought the words home.
"Enough guys come on, Orla's not gonna want to come off world with us again if you don't settle down. Ronon no killing Rodney.., just yet. Rodney stop making Ronon want to kill you," Sheppard demanded.
With that the team headed forward towards the ruins.
Orla had a feeling she should've stayed in the labs.