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Title: Safe Enough
Pairing: Spanky with a side of Sparky
Rating: K+
Spoilers: Rising, Runner
Disclaimer: Only in my dreams.
Summary: Late at night, Teyla reflects.
A/n: Unbetaed,like everything I write, so all mistakes are mine.
Teyla Emmagan had once thought she could have feelings for John Sheppard. She quickly
realized that such feelings would go unrequited almost as soon as she stepped off the
puddlejumper into the city of Atlantis. One look at him with his beautiful leader made
that clear, even if neither of them seemed actually aware of it.
No, she mused, just as well she never entertained those thoughts again, because it would
have "all gone out the window" as the Earthers said, the day she woke up in a cave. Her
thoughts that day had most decidedly not been on the man tied to her back, but on the
tall, dirty man that had put them in that position. And had been ever since.
She levered herself up on one elbow, smiling down at the long (and considerably cleaner)
form sprawled along her bed, feet dangling off the end. He had confessed once that this
was the only place he truly relaxed. Seven long years of running were a hard habit to
break, but here, with her, he felt safe enough to sleep.
As she watched, one brown eye opened to look back. The eyebrow over it lifted, then a
long arm snaked out to pull her back down against him. "Sleep," he rumbled. She was
only too happy to comply.
Pairing: Spanky with a side of Sparky
Rating: K+
Spoilers: Rising, Runner
Disclaimer: Only in my dreams.
Summary: Late at night, Teyla reflects.
A/n: Unbetaed,like everything I write, so all mistakes are mine.
Teyla Emmagan had once thought she could have feelings for John Sheppard. She quickly
realized that such feelings would go unrequited almost as soon as she stepped off the
puddlejumper into the city of Atlantis. One look at him with his beautiful leader made
that clear, even if neither of them seemed actually aware of it.
No, she mused, just as well she never entertained those thoughts again, because it would
have "all gone out the window" as the Earthers said, the day she woke up in a cave. Her
thoughts that day had most decidedly not been on the man tied to her back, but on the
tall, dirty man that had put them in that position. And had been ever since.
She levered herself up on one elbow, smiling down at the long (and considerably cleaner)
form sprawled along her bed, feet dangling off the end. He had confessed once that this
was the only place he truly relaxed. Seven long years of running were a hard habit to
break, but here, with her, he felt safe enough to sleep.
As she watched, one brown eye opened to look back. The eyebrow over it lifted, then a
long arm snaked out to pull her back down against him. "Sleep," he rumbled. She was
only too happy to comply.