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TITLE: Out Of Temptation
SUMMARY: Teyla had been so insistent on placing herself out of the way, out of public sight. Now Ronon wondered if she'd been placing herself out of temptation's path.
CATEGORY: AU, crossover
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: Don't own the rights. Making no money.
SERIES: Fly The Stars - sequel to 'Going To Waste'.
NOTES: Well, I haven't gotten this finished (and I have several of the ficlets half-finished), but I also haven't posted any advent fic for a few days, so I felt I should really put something out. Incidentally, I picked the name 'Tamara' from the actress who played River's teacher in Serenity, although she's best known for her current role in Bones. I don't think she's actually named in the movie.
Out Of Temptation
Ronon walked into the workshop and planted his hands down on the desk where Teyla was typing in the day's records. "You're going to the city, then?"
"I do not believe we have a choice. These representatives seem determined, and I am...one of the few with any diplomatic experience..."
In fact, she was the only one with anything near the experience appropriate for this. The only person who'd been taught and trained in the core worlds, who had the faintest hope of persuading these administrators that the people of Pegasus did not need a central government managing their lives and their living.
"I'm coming with."
She looked up. "Ronon..." One hand reached out, rested on his fingers. "Melena would not want this--"
He yanked his hand away. "Doesn't matter what she wants anymore, does it?"
Teyla's sigh rustled through the empty workshop, a whisper of air amidst the heavy silence of spare parts and replacement engines. "Do you expect to be much help in the negotiations?"
"Don't plan to be," he said, ignoring her sharpness. "I'm going to protect you."
Which was how they came to be standing in the city's great hall, Teyla dressed in a small town's worth of finery, Ronon shifting slightly in the archaic-style armour Melena had given him for their last wedding anniversary, modelled on an old, burned set found in the ruins of Sateda town.
But he wouldn't think of Melena now.
Teyla greeted the ambassador by name, granting a gracious kiss to the dark cheek, framed elegantly in the collar of the white cheong-saam. "Tamara."
"Teyla. I heard you'd returned home." Tamara looked around at the hall, a marvel of engineering. "Planetary administrator?"
"Actually, I run a shop in my home town."
Ronon fought back a grin as the elegant woman paused. "A shop?"
"In my home town," qualified Teyla, her tones honey-sweet. "But we may speak of that later."
The other woman shook herself out of her surprise. "Teyla. You know the alliance only wants the best for your people. You've lived on Londinium, visited Sihnon, Osiris, Persephone - you've seen what an integrated, educated parliament can do for civilisation. Surely you can bring them around to an understanding of what the alliance has to offer."
"I know what the alliance has to offer," Teyla said in a steady voice. "And I have handed out the information to the people in the towns and they will make the decision."
Tamara looked astonished and her gaze slipped to Ronon. "They will make the decision?"
Ronon objected to being talked about as though he wasn't there. But Teyla flashed him a glance as though to warn him against protest.
"Their lives will be most affected by the alliance."
"But can they have any concept of what the alliance will offer them? Medical, social, transport, shipping, bureaucratic... Knowledge beyond anything they know. A future beyond...farming and...and ranching and... Teyla, you should be the one making this decision for them."
For the first time, Ronon saw Teyla hesitate. And felt an uncomfortable thought settle in his mind.
Teyla had come back the same, but she had come back different, too. Having known and seen more than anyone on Pegasus had known or seen, was it possible that she longed to control and manage more than just the repairs shop and the people there?
Teyla had been so insistent on placing herself out of the way, out of public sight. Now Ronon wondered if she'd been placing herself out of temptation's path.
Still, her answer when it came was firm and clear. "That is not the way things are done here."
--
6. Dogs Of War
SUMMARY: Teyla had been so insistent on placing herself out of the way, out of public sight. Now Ronon wondered if she'd been placing herself out of temptation's path.
CATEGORY: AU, crossover
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: Don't own the rights. Making no money.
SERIES: Fly The Stars - sequel to 'Going To Waste'.
NOTES: Well, I haven't gotten this finished (and I have several of the ficlets half-finished), but I also haven't posted any advent fic for a few days, so I felt I should really put something out. Incidentally, I picked the name 'Tamara' from the actress who played River's teacher in Serenity, although she's best known for her current role in Bones. I don't think she's actually named in the movie.
Out Of Temptation
Ronon walked into the workshop and planted his hands down on the desk where Teyla was typing in the day's records. "You're going to the city, then?"
"I do not believe we have a choice. These representatives seem determined, and I am...one of the few with any diplomatic experience..."
In fact, she was the only one with anything near the experience appropriate for this. The only person who'd been taught and trained in the core worlds, who had the faintest hope of persuading these administrators that the people of Pegasus did not need a central government managing their lives and their living.
"I'm coming with."
She looked up. "Ronon..." One hand reached out, rested on his fingers. "Melena would not want this--"
He yanked his hand away. "Doesn't matter what she wants anymore, does it?"
Teyla's sigh rustled through the empty workshop, a whisper of air amidst the heavy silence of spare parts and replacement engines. "Do you expect to be much help in the negotiations?"
"Don't plan to be," he said, ignoring her sharpness. "I'm going to protect you."
Which was how they came to be standing in the city's great hall, Teyla dressed in a small town's worth of finery, Ronon shifting slightly in the archaic-style armour Melena had given him for their last wedding anniversary, modelled on an old, burned set found in the ruins of Sateda town.
But he wouldn't think of Melena now.
Teyla greeted the ambassador by name, granting a gracious kiss to the dark cheek, framed elegantly in the collar of the white cheong-saam. "Tamara."
"Teyla. I heard you'd returned home." Tamara looked around at the hall, a marvel of engineering. "Planetary administrator?"
"Actually, I run a shop in my home town."
Ronon fought back a grin as the elegant woman paused. "A shop?"
"In my home town," qualified Teyla, her tones honey-sweet. "But we may speak of that later."
The other woman shook herself out of her surprise. "Teyla. You know the alliance only wants the best for your people. You've lived on Londinium, visited Sihnon, Osiris, Persephone - you've seen what an integrated, educated parliament can do for civilisation. Surely you can bring them around to an understanding of what the alliance has to offer."
"I know what the alliance has to offer," Teyla said in a steady voice. "And I have handed out the information to the people in the towns and they will make the decision."
Tamara looked astonished and her gaze slipped to Ronon. "They will make the decision?"
Ronon objected to being talked about as though he wasn't there. But Teyla flashed him a glance as though to warn him against protest.
"Their lives will be most affected by the alliance."
"But can they have any concept of what the alliance will offer them? Medical, social, transport, shipping, bureaucratic... Knowledge beyond anything they know. A future beyond...farming and...and ranching and... Teyla, you should be the one making this decision for them."
For the first time, Ronon saw Teyla hesitate. And felt an uncomfortable thought settle in his mind.
Teyla had come back the same, but she had come back different, too. Having known and seen more than anyone on Pegasus had known or seen, was it possible that she longed to control and manage more than just the repairs shop and the people there?
Teyla had been so insistent on placing herself out of the way, out of public sight. Now Ronon wondered if she'd been placing herself out of temptation's path.
Still, her answer when it came was firm and clear. "That is not the way things are done here."
--
6. Dogs Of War
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Erm, anyway, I'm loving this relationship between Teyla and Ronon. It's not exactly like the show, but it still has the same feel. And I love how the alliance doesn't feel that the "little people" can make their own decisions. Typical.
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Erm, anyway, I'm loving this relationship between Teyla and Ronon. It's not exactly like the show, but it still has the same feel. And I love how the alliance doesn't feel that the "little people" can make their own decisions. Typical.
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