Title: Show No Fear

Author: Feral Geek
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Chapter 27, if you're here and don't know the story, go back to chapter one and start reading.

Disclaimer: Amie no own Stargate or Wraith, they own Amie

A/N: Wow...my review threat really worked last time, but I won't ever do it again, I promise.
But that doesn't mean you can't still review -pleading expression- pretty please with a chocolate covered Colonel Sheppard on top?
Okay that sounded reeeeeeeeeally wrong
ONWARDS!

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Pre-mission checkups could be just as bad as post-mission checkups at times.

Team members would often be desperate to get out of the infirmary and off somewhere; be it another planet, or a warm shower and bed, this want often made them somewhat irritable.

However the medical staff that morning would find Team Two, the one lead by Major Lorne, to be quite agreeable.

In all honesty, Adrienne was rather fond of the Major, and while the man could come up with very good retorts, and was often sarcastic, he made for a good patient.

As usual the checkup went by quickly, this time littered with bits of conversation which was, surprisingly, started by Adrienne "So Major...where is the team off to this time?"

If the soldier was startled by the rather random speech he gave no sign, "Just a regular check in with P3X-719."
That made her blink, that was one of the planets her team had often gone to, and in fact it was the one where she had met Cavan. "Hm, well...tell the medicine woman I say hello, okay? She is a bit irritable though...reminds me a bit of McKay..."
Lorne grinned and shook his head, "Sure" was all the response she got before clearing him for the mission.
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The rest of her shift went rather smoothly, it was a slow day and none of the returning off-world teams required serious medical aid; just the typical disinfectant as well as some stitches in one scientist's arm.

However outside of the infirmary, things did not go so well.
The sensation of being watched.
Like sets of hard, cold eyes were boring into her back; members of the expedition constantly studying her as though she were some strange insect.
It had been going on for so long that she had almost grown accustomed to it.

But it still shivered her skin.
And when she was alone, the feeling would intensify, but still no one had said anything yet.

This was probably because she was rarely alone these days; if she wasn't in the infirmary, Cavan or Dalkar would be trailing behind her and if they were gone, it would be one of her teammates.

Today however, she was completely alone as she left the infirmary, and the feeling of eyes on her back made her twitch.

Head bowed she stalked down the corridors, mostly ignoring the people that glanced her way, and the few people that noticed the stiff posture edged out of her way.

When her shadows finally spoke, the halls were empty and they were close to the earth sciences labs.
The tiny group was mostly composed of soldiers, but two of the five were scientists, all of them part of the first wave.
They had been here longest, and they had been enemies with the Wraith longest.
It would take them longest to forgive.
And they would never forget.

She was the one who made first contact, growing sick of them trailing after her; she spun on her heel and stared at them until one finally spoke.
He was a scientist, and she thought she recognized him as one of the chemists. His question was simple, "Why?"

"Why, what?" she practically spat the words out, despite the fact that she knew exactly what 'what' was.

From the look the group gave her, they knew that as well, but their speaker answered, "A wraith...why did you do that with a Wraith?"
At that, she smirked faintly, one eyebrow quirked, "By that do you mean, 'why did you fuck a Wraith...or...why did I fall in love with a Wraith...or...get impregnated by a Wraith?"
One of the soldiers gave her a very flat look, "All of the above."

Apparently it would be harder to drive this group away.

She sighed softly and folded her arms across her chest, "Honestly? I don't know why I did it...I just did...sometimes you are just meant to be with someone...and it really won't matter to you what they are...just who they are." She paused slightly, gauging their reactions before continuing, "I look at him...and I don't see a Wraith...I don't see the enemy...not anymore...I see the person I can't see myself without..."

When she finished, one of the scientists nodded, looking slightly repentant, but the other's just maintained their rather cool exteriors.

There were so many reasons that she should not be with a Wraith, and all of them tumbled through the little groups thoughts, one of the soldiers finally chose a tactical reason that practically knocked the medic off her feet.

"You're a liability, if this little alliance goes sour the Wraith know we exist and they know our weaknesses...with some of their people on Atlantis, they are bound to know that we don't have a ZPM anymore." The marine looked her right in the eye and continued "And you could be the reason that they attacked us...that thing you claim to love could have tracked you back to Atlantis before the third Siege, and it might only be staying out of some feeling of responsibility...Wraith don't have emotions."

During his little speech, it felt like she couldn't breath, throat tightening and eyes narrowing as the blood drained from her face.
So angry, she couldn't even force an answer out, and her mouth worked soundlessly until a low growl sounded behind her.

Almost hesitantly she turned to the sight that had made the little group back up nervously; it was Dalkar, hunched over slightly with bared teeth, hands twitching slightly.

He looked as though he was going to attack the humans, and most of the people in the hallway had witnessed him fighting, having offered to teach a few Lanteans how to fight.

He took one step forward, speaking slowly, "I thought such actions were not possible," there was a palpable note of disgust in his voice as he shook his head "My people are right in saying that many of you are fit for nothing more than fodder."

This said, he turned to Adrienne and spoke rather stiffly "My apologies for not escorting you from the infirmary, shall we go?"
Still twitching slightly, the woman nodded, and without another glance, stalked off down the hall, closely followed by the Wraith.

But instead of leading her too her new quarters, Dalkar led her to one of the empty labs, the door closing behind them.
"We must talk...there are some things you must know..."
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As the pair made their way to the room, the Stargate activated and Cavan stepped through.

He had woken on the planet a few hours ago to the sight of one of the Lantean soldiers standing over him, eyebrow arched.
After much blinking, the Wraith got up and recognized the soldier to be one Major Lorne.
He didn't say anything, but the man kept his gun trained on Cavan as the Wraith made his way to the 'gate.

As usual, all eyes were pinned on him as he made his way through the Lantean city.
First he stopped in the infirmary, and was met by one Doctor Beckett saying "She went back to your quarters", as he bustled past.

He was not far from the new rooms when he ran into Dalkar, literally, the younger Wraith making his way out of one of the laboratories, looking slightly worried.

When the other stopped him, Cavan began to grow worried as well.
That small feeling of dread increased as his companion shrugged slightly and said, "She knows that we used her to find Atlantis...I told her."

A few moments of uncharacteristic gaping before he asked, "Why did you do that?"
Once again, Dalkar shrugged, "She needed to know...and a group of the Lanteans brought it up...they had suspicions...go find her...you need to talk."
Cavan nodded slightly and made his departure, the strange mixture of anger and worry causing him to feel ill as he made his way through the city.

From there it would not take him very long to get to their quarters; however Adrienne beat him to them.
When he arrived, the door refused to open for him, and after many attempts at manually unlocking the door, he settled for banging on it.
During a short pause in his attempts, the metal of the door vibrated, as through someone on the other side had hit it.
Adrienne's voice was slightly muffled, but still comprehensible, "Please...go away."

Cavan exhaled sharply, resting his forehead against the door, "No...we must talk."
"About what?" the sharp tone was one he barley remembered her using, the words sharp and cold sounding, "About how you used me to attack Atlantis?"
"Yes...you already know that, you have no reason to be angry."
"No reason?" The door slid open so suddenly that he pitched forward, only to be sent reeling back when Adrienne shoved him out of the front room. "No reason? I have every reason to be angry! You used me! Some of my people died and it is my fault."

Cavan watched as the woman squared her shoulders, fixing him with the same furious gaze she pinned on him the first few times they met.
He took a step closer, and she backed up, the doors slamming shut in his face.

The Wraith resorted to speaking through the door, knowing she was just on the other side. "All is fair in war. I had an advantage and yes, I used it. I did not know you, and you did not know me! Besides, your people killed many more Wraith that day!"
The moment the words left his lips, he wanted to take them back, knowing that he had only inflamed her anger.
"You attacked us! Not the other way around, and honestly I am more angry about how you didn't even have the decency to tell me this yourself...instead I have to hear it from someone else!"
"The Lanteans woke us! We were enemies, besides, I did not want to burden you with that knowledge, now open the damn door!"
"No!" there was a barley audible sigh, and he could barley hear the next words, "This was all a mistake."

Cavan turned on his heel and left.
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Adrienne didn't know he had left...she did not even know that he had heard her mutterings.
"A big mistake...I shouldn't be angry."
Unknowingly she mimicked the posture her mate had taken earlier, head against the door, "You are right...all is fair in war...and in truth...I don't hate you for what you did...I hate myself for letting it happen...I feel sick."

Her shoulders shook slightly, today was getting to hard to handle and she just wanted someone to hold on to.

The door opened, and when she was met with silence, she looked up into an empty hallway.

"Cavan?"

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A/N:
YAY!!! Guess what happens next chapter? Go on! Guess!

Anyway! I have the first two chapters of Malka's story up, so go check it out, the Title is 'Requiem for a Dream' It's a more in depth look into Wraith society than this fic, and I hope you enjoy it!