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TITLE: Hello And Goodbye
SUMMARY: There's no time left, so John makes time.
CATEGORY: Angst, Romance
RATING: PG
WORDCOUNT: ~400
CHALLENGE:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic100 prompt #087 - Life.
NOTES: The first in a five-ficlet series: Five Last Kisses. It was written for the You Must Have Been Kissin' A Fool challenge over onjohn_teyla, but I figured I'd turn it into a series. Another four will be forthcoming in the next couple of days. And the genfic, too.
Hello And Goodbye
The choice weighs heavy on him during the walk from the Athosian encampment to the Stargate, but when they arrive in the Atlantis gateroom, the decision is made.
He collars Ronon to harass the new recruits that evening, and catches the querying look on the Satedan's face - and the dawning understanding that can't seem to decide if it should end in a smile or a frown. John ignores it and heads off to dinner.
And when evening falls, John goes into the gym and waits for her at the window, thinking twice, three times, four times about this, but sticking with his original plan.
The Atriennians make alliances through marriage, not trade, Jinto said to John. So Teyla will marry one of their princes if this treaty goes ahead.
He's not going to fight it. Her loyalty goes to her people before Atlantis and her team, and John wouldn't take that from her, even if he could. If her people need an alliance through marriage, Teyla will give it to them.
She pauses at the entrance, surprised to see him waiting there instead of Ronon. "John."
"I figured I could do with some of that inner calm," he says. "So I sent Ronon to deal with the marines tonight."
Teyla doesn't look like she's inclined to believe it. "You are really going to meditate with me?"
She knows him far too well. "Not really," John admits, rising and crossing over to her. His footsteps don't waver, his legs don't give way, and he knows his voice is steady. "But I didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of Ronon."
"A fool?" She asks as he stops in front of her and her eyes widen as he bends his head towards her, but she doesn't move away, although she could. "John..."
It's not graceful. He never did manage to pull off suave and charming. But he doesn't think too badly of his kissing skills.
Given Teyla's response, John figures she doesn't think too badly of them either.
She doesn't ask questions, so he doesn't have to tell her lies. It's hello and goodbye in one - because her people have plans for her future, and they don't include John.
He thought they'd have time - and they did. They let attraction build to friendship, and friendship solidify to care. He trusts her with his life - to guard his six and hold her ground; and he trusts her with his heart - with the emotions he doesn't trust himself not to somehow wreck.
He thought they'd have more time.
They don't.
So John will make time, if Teyla will let him.
She does.
- fin -
SUMMARY: There's no time left, so John makes time.
CATEGORY: Angst, Romance
RATING: PG
WORDCOUNT: ~400
CHALLENGE:
fanfic100 prompt #087 - Life.NOTES: The first in a five-ficlet series: Five Last Kisses. It was written for the You Must Have Been Kissin' A Fool challenge over on
john_teyla, but I figured I'd turn it into a series. Another four will be forthcoming in the next couple of days. And the genfic, too.Hello And Goodbye
The choice weighs heavy on him during the walk from the Athosian encampment to the Stargate, but when they arrive in the Atlantis gateroom, the decision is made.
He collars Ronon to harass the new recruits that evening, and catches the querying look on the Satedan's face - and the dawning understanding that can't seem to decide if it should end in a smile or a frown. John ignores it and heads off to dinner.
And when evening falls, John goes into the gym and waits for her at the window, thinking twice, three times, four times about this, but sticking with his original plan.
The Atriennians make alliances through marriage, not trade, Jinto said to John. So Teyla will marry one of their princes if this treaty goes ahead.
He's not going to fight it. Her loyalty goes to her people before Atlantis and her team, and John wouldn't take that from her, even if he could. If her people need an alliance through marriage, Teyla will give it to them.
She pauses at the entrance, surprised to see him waiting there instead of Ronon. "John."
"I figured I could do with some of that inner calm," he says. "So I sent Ronon to deal with the marines tonight."
Teyla doesn't look like she's inclined to believe it. "You are really going to meditate with me?"
She knows him far too well. "Not really," John admits, rising and crossing over to her. His footsteps don't waver, his legs don't give way, and he knows his voice is steady. "But I didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of Ronon."
"A fool?" She asks as he stops in front of her and her eyes widen as he bends his head towards her, but she doesn't move away, although she could. "John..."
It's not graceful. He never did manage to pull off suave and charming. But he doesn't think too badly of his kissing skills.
Given Teyla's response, John figures she doesn't think too badly of them either.
She doesn't ask questions, so he doesn't have to tell her lies. It's hello and goodbye in one - because her people have plans for her future, and they don't include John.
He thought they'd have time - and they did. They let attraction build to friendship, and friendship solidify to care. He trusts her with his life - to guard his six and hold her ground; and he trusts her with his heart - with the emotions he doesn't trust himself not to somehow wreck.
He thought they'd have more time.
They don't.
So John will make time, if Teyla will let him.
She does.
- fin -
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