Trouble Sleeping (fic)
Trouble Sleeping
Summary: John has been having nightmares, but refuses to tell anyone about them. TeylaJohn
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, but I wish I did.
This is my first Teyla and John fanfic so I hope you like it.
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“Colonel we’re under attack from Wraith darts.” A voice yelled over the ear piece in John’s ear.
“What? Report your position.” John replied grabbing his gun and running into the halls.
He expected to see people panicking and scrambling through the hallway but there was no one other than him.
“I repeat, report your position.” He yelled, but there was no response.
He raced towards the control room, and as he got closer he could hear the rapid beating of his heart. Time seemed to slow down as the world around him felt as if it was shifting.
“John!” Teyla’s voice suddenly called out to him. She was standing only a few yards away. “You must help us. The others have been wounded.”
“I’m coming.” He yelled, but before he could even blink there was suddenly an explosion. And John could only watch as Teyla became engulfed in the fire.
“Nooooo!” He shouted as he was thrown back by the impact.
Suddenly while gasping for air John opened his eyes to find himself in his room surrounded by darkness. This wasn’t the first time he had, had a dream like that; but this one had felt more real than the last.
“It was just a dream.” He told himself as he panted heavily.
He sat up and tried in vein to clam himself down. For some reason he could still feel the heat of the fire nipping at his skin; could still feel the fear that had grabbed hold of his heart as he helplessly watched the flames engulf Teyla.
“Damn it, snap out of it John.” He said as if it were a command.
However he still couldn’t shake the lingering feeling of dread. ‘Maybe I could just check on her, just to prove that she’s okay.’ He thought to himself, but quickly dismissed the idea once he glanced at the clock beside him and saw that it was a little pass two in the morning.
With a heavy sigh he stood up and walked into his bathroom. He then turned on the faucet and splashed his face with water, hoping to drive away the remaining memories of the nightmare. For a second he thought it had worked but then when he looked up at the mirror all he could see was Teyla’s face as she called out to him.
Angrily he punched the wall causing pain to shoot up from his hand, but he didn’t care because all he wanted was for the images to disappear. However no matter what he did he couldn’t get them out of his head. And before he knew it, he had walked out of his room barefooted; his body refused to tell his mind where he was going until it was too late. Within minutes he found himself standing outside of Teyla’s door wearing only his pajamas.
“This is stupid.” He said to himself, but continued to stand there debating whether or not to leave.
He knew that he was being silly and that she was perfectly fine, but he still couldn’t shake the feeling that dream had left on him. Hastily he passed his hands over the controls before he could change his mind.
Her doors opened to reveal a dark room, semi-lit by the light of the stars. John took a cautious step inside waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.
A few feet away from him, he could make out the outline of Teyla’s body on the bed. Her face was turned towards him as she slept. He stood there for a minute and watched the slight rise and fall of her body, telling him that she was breathing.
Releasing a sigh of relief John turned to leave, but as he did so Teyla began to wake. She opened her eyes to see the retreating form of someone leaving her room. Her vision was blurred but she could vaguely make out the outline of the person.
“John?” She whispered, but it was too late and her doors had already shut behind him.
TBC