[Milliways] OOM: The Kindred
It is not like the dream she had when the crystalline creature took John's form and taunted her with old fears.
It is not like the vision she received from Davos.
It is not like the disjointed sight when she takes over a Wraith mind.
And though she believes she is awake, it is not quite like that either.
Kanaan's body rests on the funeral pyre before her, lifeless, peaceful. Her team is with her, and the torchbearers, and Colonel Carter offers her condolences.
"I really thought I could save him."
She did. Though there seemed to be no hope, she had refused to give up. She believed she would find her people, take vengeance on whoever had taken them, spill blood for blood, and bring Kanaan home to be father to their child.
John and the colonel offer words of reassurance, but she barely hears them. She feels the tear slide down her cheek as she takes a deep breath and prepares herself for what must follow.
"All right. I am ready."
The few steps to the pyre seem like miles, like light years, and Kanaan looks so at peace it is difficult to believe he is really gone. She takes the flaming brand from the torchbearer, kneels and lights the brush at the base of the pyre, then slowly steps back to her place with the others, wondering if somehow she hadn't always known it would come to this.
As she watches the flames rise, preparing to devour Kanaan's body, Kanaan lifts his head and looks straight at her.
"Teyla. Teyla!"
Colonel Carter and John hold her arms as she struggles to go to him. "He is still alive!"
"Help me, Teyla, please!"
"He is still alive! Let me go!"
The colonel is yelling something, trying to calm her. Telling her it is too late to save him.
"Help me, Teyla! Teyla! Teyla! Tey... TEYLA!!!"
***
She wakes, alone in her bed in the city.
She will not believe it was only a dream.
[ooc: Dialogue from the SGA episode "The Kindred".]
It is not like the vision she received from Davos.
It is not like the disjointed sight when she takes over a Wraith mind.
And though she believes she is awake, it is not quite like that either.
Kanaan's body rests on the funeral pyre before her, lifeless, peaceful. Her team is with her, and the torchbearers, and Colonel Carter offers her condolences.
"I really thought I could save him."
She did. Though there seemed to be no hope, she had refused to give up. She believed she would find her people, take vengeance on whoever had taken them, spill blood for blood, and bring Kanaan home to be father to their child.
John and the colonel offer words of reassurance, but she barely hears them. She feels the tear slide down her cheek as she takes a deep breath and prepares herself for what must follow.
"All right. I am ready."
The few steps to the pyre seem like miles, like light years, and Kanaan looks so at peace it is difficult to believe he is really gone. She takes the flaming brand from the torchbearer, kneels and lights the brush at the base of the pyre, then slowly steps back to her place with the others, wondering if somehow she hadn't always known it would come to this.
As she watches the flames rise, preparing to devour Kanaan's body, Kanaan lifts his head and looks straight at her.
"Teyla. Teyla!"
Colonel Carter and John hold her arms as she struggles to go to him. "He is still alive!"
"Help me, Teyla, please!"
"He is still alive! Let me go!"
The colonel is yelling something, trying to calm her. Telling her it is too late to save him.
"Help me, Teyla! Teyla! Teyla! Tey... TEYLA!!!"
***
She wakes, alone in her bed in the city.
She will not believe it was only a dream.
[ooc: Dialogue from the SGA episode "The Kindred".]