Title: Show No Fear

Chapter Four: Untitled

Author: Feral Geek

Rating: Pg-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, Stargate owns me, however the doctor and wraith in this story are mine, and I use them often.

Summary: HumanxWraith pariring, be afraid, interspecies roamce shall abound in later chapters, not beta-read because if I don't post things fast, I forget about them >.

ONWARDS!

---

The eyes narrowed, cat-like pupils dilating then contracting as they met her own. For a second she wondered at how strange they must look, a male wraith sprawled out upon the grass, and a human female kneeling beside him lightly cupping his face in her hand.

A short laugh forced its way from her suddenly constricted chest.

She couldn't breathe.

Couldn't move.

All she could do was stare, eyes wide, trembling violently as she waited, her false sense of courage gone as she tried to breathe and think.

But he wasn't moving either; yellow eyes locked on her grey ones, as though waiting for a response.

He spoke, finally "What are you doing?"

The words came slowly, a trace of surprise in his voice as he waited for a response, watching her reaction.

"I-I." she swallowed, throat dry, "I was..."

And suddenly she could move again, hand snapping away from his face as she nearly fell over, scrambling to her feet, glaring down at the Wraith as she backed away slowly, her lips pressed in a firm line. Her hand was now wrapped around the stunner as he made to get up, "Stay back." Her voice was sharp, a bit higher than normal.

"If I'm not mistaken...you are the one who was touching me." The tone was mocking as he stared at the woman, lip curled slightly, showing a hint of the sharp teeth. Just the sight of those teeth and she forgot her fear, curiosity overtaking her again as she began to think.

Predators use their teeth to hunt, to make eating easier, Wraith fed though their hands...why did they even have mouths, let alone teeth?

Suddenly, part of an old story popped into mind;

'Grandma! What big teeth you have!'

'All the better to eat you with, my dear.'

Had this been any other time, she would have burst out laughing. However now was not the time, "Shut up." She muttered, and the stunner swung up.

She would not kill him.

"Just stay back."

He sneered, and continued to move closer, as though knowing she didn't want to hurt him.

She stunned him, twice.

Once again she moved in, "Okay." She told herself, "Samples...no playing around this time." She did exactly that, moving quickly to take the samples.

However that wasn't all she took with her, one of the leather wrist-guards, which she placed in her pack before leaving.

Next time, she told herself, she would have to bring along one of those stickers that said 'Be Nice to Me, I Just Gave Blood.'

Adrienne shook her head, and met up with her team around the gate, all of them were fine, just a bit bruised, so they chose to go on with their mission.

After her encounter with her Wraith, working with the crotchety old medicine woman was enjoyable.

At least the old one didn't suck the life out of the people around her...well...not literally.

The group left the world about six hours later, laden with supplies and new intel.

Back on Atlantis, she handed over her samples, not only from her Wraith, but from a number of plants and serums she had been shown while on the world.

Nothing was mentioned of her private encounter, just that the team had encountered Wraith off-world.

The next day, she removed the bit of leather from its hiding place within her bag, running her hands over the material.

It was much smoother than the leather made by humans, with padding inside to keep it from chafing the skin.

Idly she slipped it on, but it was too big, so she removed it, and placed it beneath her pillow before changing into her work clothes and heading to the infirmary for her first shift.