Pairing: Teyla Emmagan/Ronon Dex
Fic Title: Translation
Author: Mylittleredgirl
Link: http://mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com/243087.html
Rating/Warning(s): NC-17, sex
Genre: General romance
WIP?: No
Why This Must Be Read: Because
mylittleredgirl knows how to write damn well. This look at Ronon/Teyla tells a story which has wonderful characterization, and explores some awesome possibilities in Athosian fanon. Not only does this weave a great tale about Ronon/Teyla, and their point of view, but it draws in the Earth perspective via John and Elizabeth, comparing and contrasting the line between friendship and romance.Thus, the summary is well-put: This seems obvious to her: they're friends, and lovers isn't so far removed from friends, but not everyone sees it that way.
"When you lost Athos," he says, "You got to take some of it with you."
Her chest hurts with everything she feels over the fall of her homeworld, the people they lost, and how much of it she loses every day by staying away... but most of the emotion she feels isn't for herself.
There's nothing she can say. It bothers her when the others try, when John or Elizabeth or Carson or Rodney try to apologize for the loss he's suffered, or ask if there's anything they can do. She knows they're trying their best, but still, she wants to protect Ronon from their awkward statements of sympathy for something that even she can't truly understand.
"We do not have to return to the village," she tells him. She can tell Halling about the change of plans, and then return here with blankets.
"No. I just needed a break." The expression on his face, even in the dark, makes her chest hurt even more. "Life goes on. I told that skinny kid I'd teach him how to make a knife in the morning."
"Ritan already knows," Teyla assures him. She touches his arm, needing to feel his warmth. "He merely wants to spend time with you."
Ronon nods, looking at her, but still watching the trees. "That's okay."
The children are asleep when they return, and it is only a few mugs of ale later when Niyali and her longtime mate invite them to share their tent. The animal skins on the dried-grass bed are not the only familiar sensations -- she has been in this bed with Niyali and Tallar before, on other festival evenings -- but this time she is watching Ronon, and that makes everything different. Niyali touches him, and Ronon looks at Teyla while she does, and Teyla has a remarkably Earth-like thought that she wants him only for herself.
She puts the thought out of her mind, because she doesn't know what it means she's becoming.
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