Looking for What Is by vanishing
Author's Notes:
I know it's kind of cheesy, but I needed a story for this month for my series. I hope you like it! :)
"So have you asked her out yet?" John looked up at Rodney in surprise. The question was so blunt and sudden, it totally threw him.
"What are you talking about?" McKay's eyes widened.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"No, I don't." he really didn't.
McKay threw up his hands, amazed.
"Teyla!" Sheppard was shocked. So was everyone in the mess hall who heard the scientist call her name.
"Roney!" Sheppard hissed, pulling him down. "What are you trying to do? Make me the center of every rumor that runs around the city for thew next ten years?"
"Well I'm sorry!" Rodney lowered his voice to a more normal tone "It's not like the two of you aren't already. I'm just trying to get tips for the betting pool."
"Wait, people are suddenly betting on this now?"
"Suddenly?"McKay laughed. "It's been going on since she came to the city! Since you, in all your reckless glory, rescued her from that hive And you're telling me that this is the first you've heard of any of this?" In truth, it wasn't; he occasionally heard the Marines or the scientists gossiping, wondering who would make the first move or how long it would take But he'd never taken them seriously. And he definitely hadn't known about the betting...
"So spill; what can I expect?"
"Nothing!" John spluttered, unnerved, "I can't believe you've been betting on this!"
"What? Sheppard, afterall that I've done for you, you won't give me one measly little hint of when you're going to ask her---"
"I'm not!" McKay frowned.
"Alright, be that way. Fine time for you to develope a conscience about cheating.."
"That's not what I meant." Rodney's frown deepened. as he processed their conversation
"Wait... You're not going to ask her out?"
"Oh, you really are a genius," Sheppard snapped, picking up his tray so that he could find another table--- any other table--- where McKay wasn't.
"But you love her," he said it with such quiet innocence that Sheppard had to sit back down. But he could think of no reply.
"You do," Rodney realized in an unusual moment of perceptiveness. "You love her... You should tell her, you know." John sighed.
"I can't," he said, his voice deep with sadness, "It's not what she wants; I can't ask her to---"
"Are you kidding me?" Rodney demanded. "She's crazy about you! She's just... Teyla. She'll never say anything, not unless she knows that's what you want." Sheppard opened his mouth to protest, but Rodney continued with quiet earnestness.
"You'd risk everything to save her life," he stated. "Why won't you risk a little bit to share it?"
"Since when did you become a philosopher/shrink?"
"Since when are you a wimp?" Sheppard frowned.
"I'm doing this for her," his tone told McKay to drop it, but the scientist wasn't done yet.
"No, you're doing it fo you. To be safe and comfortable. But even on the off-chance that she doesn't feel the same way, she deserves to know." he paused. "And throw me a tip before you tell her, will you? I've got a lot of money riding on you two."
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Teyla and Ronon were sparring in the gym, but after a few minutes he could tell that her heart wasn't in it. Deciding not to push her, he dropped his bantos rods and flopped down on the bench under the window.
"Done already?" she questioned, a hint of concern in her face.
"Nope," he said. "But you are." her forehead crinkled in a confused frown. "You're not paying attention out there, so I figured I'd stop before I hurt you. But you're thinking about him."
"Who?" she asked carefully, already guessing his answer.
"Don't pretend you're not; you're better than that. You're thinkingabout Sheppard." here eyes flickered away for a second, confirming his suspicions.
"Ronon, I---"
"Don't lie," he advised her. "Everyone knows that you two are in love."
"He's not," she replied immediately, leaning against the cool glass of the window and gazinig out at the water.
"No, he is," Ronon said matter-of-factly. "And so are you."
"I..." but she knew that e was right. She sighed. "Everyone knows then, I suppose," he laughed a little.
"Nah, no one thinks that that you do. But they all know what he thinks about you."
"How do you know?" she asked. He shrugged,
"Me and McKay figured it would a while ago; but it's just becasuse we're always with you. We've just been waiting for the two of you to figure it out."
"There is no "us"." she insisted. "He does not wish to be anything more than friends." Ronon shook his head.
"Gosh, you two are blind. Teyla, he's in love with you. Completely. He's just waiting for you to tell him what you want."
"If he wanted me, he would have told me."
"You'd be surprised at how much of a wimp he is when it comes to you" He grinned, marveling that the two of them felt the same way and hid it for the same resons.
"You should tell him how you feel," he encouraged, "You might be surprised at his reaction."
"He will laugh!" she insisted. "What makes you think any different?"
"Do you even notice the way he looks at you?"
"Me?" Ronon rolled his eyes.
"Yes, you. Haven't you been paying attention to anything that's been happening to you two? He took you to earth for his holiday, you met his family; he gave you that," he gestured to the necklace that she was fooling with; John's Christmas present to her. "This is all about the two of you. Tell him." Teyla opened her mouth to protest, but Ronon wouldn't allow it. He took her hands and pulled her to her feet.
"Come on; lets go grab some lunch."
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Sheppard and McKay were still arguing when they saw Ronon and Teyla coming towards their table. They instantly shut up, but Rodney gave his friend a pointed look.
"She'll just hit me!" John protested, then looked up and smiled to see Ronon's huge shadow looking over him.
"Hey Ronon, Teyla. Beatuing the stuffing out of each other again, I see. Now what have I told you about that?"
""Better you than me", " Ronon quoted him, sitting on the other side of the table and forcing Teyla to sit next to John. She raised an eyebrow at Ronon, but slid gratefully into the proffered seat as if nothing was wrong. John was laughing, also pretending that everything was fine, not giving a hint about what was going on beneath the surface.
"I remember that now!"
"Word's of wisdom," Teyla teased, easing into their conversation. He bowed his head solomnly.
"Too true," he replied. After the conversation was light and easy, though Ronon and Rodney had kept throwing their teammates pointed looks, which were deliberately ignored.
After a while, John caught himself peeking at Teyla when she wasn't looking. Gosh, she was beautiful. Every feature smooth and graceful and perfect. Oh, how he wished to kiss those sweet, soft lips... but not like last time. Last time had been rough and forced and inappropriate. He'd stolen that kiss from her. What he wanted now was to kiss her and feel her kiss him back. He wished she would love him the way that he loved her.
Suddnely, she glanced at him, and he quickly averted his eyes, embarrassed to be caught staring.
Teyla looked over at John, and saw him look away too quickly. It disappointed her; for a second, she thought that she might have seen something in those lovely blue eyes... but she must have imagined it. Out of the corner of her eye, she searched the lines of his face, but he was back to laughing at some joke that Ronon had just madem as if she did not even exist She sighed and stared at her food without eating it, her appetite suddenly gone.
She wished he would love her.
Fin.
"What are you talking about?" McKay's eyes widened.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"No, I don't." he really didn't.
McKay threw up his hands, amazed.
"Teyla!" Sheppard was shocked. So was everyone in the mess hall who heard the scientist call her name.
"Roney!" Sheppard hissed, pulling him down. "What are you trying to do? Make me the center of every rumor that runs around the city for thew next ten years?"
"Well I'm sorry!" Rodney lowered his voice to a more normal tone "It's not like the two of you aren't already. I'm just trying to get tips for the betting pool."
"Wait, people are suddenly betting on this now?"
"Suddenly?"McKay laughed. "It's been going on since she came to the city! Since you, in all your reckless glory, rescued her from that hive And you're telling me that this is the first you've heard of any of this?" In truth, it wasn't; he occasionally heard the Marines or the scientists gossiping, wondering who would make the first move or how long it would take But he'd never taken them seriously. And he definitely hadn't known about the betting...
"So spill; what can I expect?"
"Nothing!" John spluttered, unnerved, "I can't believe you've been betting on this!"
"What? Sheppard, afterall that I've done for you, you won't give me one measly little hint of when you're going to ask her---"
"I'm not!" McKay frowned.
"Alright, be that way. Fine time for you to develope a conscience about cheating.."
"That's not what I meant." Rodney's frown deepened. as he processed their conversation
"Wait... You're not going to ask her out?"
"Oh, you really are a genius," Sheppard snapped, picking up his tray so that he could find another table--- any other table--- where McKay wasn't.
"But you love her," he said it with such quiet innocence that Sheppard had to sit back down. But he could think of no reply.
"You do," Rodney realized in an unusual moment of perceptiveness. "You love her... You should tell her, you know." John sighed.
"I can't," he said, his voice deep with sadness, "It's not what she wants; I can't ask her to---"
"Are you kidding me?" Rodney demanded. "She's crazy about you! She's just... Teyla. She'll never say anything, not unless she knows that's what you want." Sheppard opened his mouth to protest, but Rodney continued with quiet earnestness.
"You'd risk everything to save her life," he stated. "Why won't you risk a little bit to share it?"
"Since when did you become a philosopher/shrink?"
"Since when are you a wimp?" Sheppard frowned.
"I'm doing this for her," his tone told McKay to drop it, but the scientist wasn't done yet.
"No, you're doing it fo you. To be safe and comfortable. But even on the off-chance that she doesn't feel the same way, she deserves to know." he paused. "And throw me a tip before you tell her, will you? I've got a lot of money riding on you two."
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Teyla and Ronon were sparring in the gym, but after a few minutes he could tell that her heart wasn't in it. Deciding not to push her, he dropped his bantos rods and flopped down on the bench under the window.
"Done already?" she questioned, a hint of concern in her face.
"Nope," he said. "But you are." her forehead crinkled in a confused frown. "You're not paying attention out there, so I figured I'd stop before I hurt you. But you're thinking about him."
"Who?" she asked carefully, already guessing his answer.
"Don't pretend you're not; you're better than that. You're thinkingabout Sheppard." here eyes flickered away for a second, confirming his suspicions.
"Ronon, I---"
"Don't lie," he advised her. "Everyone knows that you two are in love."
"He's not," she replied immediately, leaning against the cool glass of the window and gazinig out at the water.
"No, he is," Ronon said matter-of-factly. "And so are you."
"I..." but she knew that e was right. She sighed. "Everyone knows then, I suppose," he laughed a little.
"Nah, no one thinks that that you do. But they all know what he thinks about you."
"How do you know?" she asked. He shrugged,
"Me and McKay figured it would a while ago; but it's just becasuse we're always with you. We've just been waiting for the two of you to figure it out."
"There is no "us"." she insisted. "He does not wish to be anything more than friends." Ronon shook his head.
"Gosh, you two are blind. Teyla, he's in love with you. Completely. He's just waiting for you to tell him what you want."
"If he wanted me, he would have told me."
"You'd be surprised at how much of a wimp he is when it comes to you" He grinned, marveling that the two of them felt the same way and hid it for the same resons.
"You should tell him how you feel," he encouraged, "You might be surprised at his reaction."
"He will laugh!" she insisted. "What makes you think any different?"
"Do you even notice the way he looks at you?"
"Me?" Ronon rolled his eyes.
"Yes, you. Haven't you been paying attention to anything that's been happening to you two? He took you to earth for his holiday, you met his family; he gave you that," he gestured to the necklace that she was fooling with; John's Christmas present to her. "This is all about the two of you. Tell him." Teyla opened her mouth to protest, but Ronon wouldn't allow it. He took her hands and pulled her to her feet.
"Come on; lets go grab some lunch."
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Sheppard and McKay were still arguing when they saw Ronon and Teyla coming towards their table. They instantly shut up, but Rodney gave his friend a pointed look.
"She'll just hit me!" John protested, then looked up and smiled to see Ronon's huge shadow looking over him.
"Hey Ronon, Teyla. Beatuing the stuffing out of each other again, I see. Now what have I told you about that?"
""Better you than me", " Ronon quoted him, sitting on the other side of the table and forcing Teyla to sit next to John. She raised an eyebrow at Ronon, but slid gratefully into the proffered seat as if nothing was wrong. John was laughing, also pretending that everything was fine, not giving a hint about what was going on beneath the surface.
"I remember that now!"
"Word's of wisdom," Teyla teased, easing into their conversation. He bowed his head solomnly.
"Too true," he replied. After the conversation was light and easy, though Ronon and Rodney had kept throwing their teammates pointed looks, which were deliberately ignored.
After a while, John caught himself peeking at Teyla when she wasn't looking. Gosh, she was beautiful. Every feature smooth and graceful and perfect. Oh, how he wished to kiss those sweet, soft lips... but not like last time. Last time had been rough and forced and inappropriate. He'd stolen that kiss from her. What he wanted now was to kiss her and feel her kiss him back. He wished she would love him the way that he loved her.
Suddnely, she glanced at him, and he quickly averted his eyes, embarrassed to be caught staring.
Teyla looked over at John, and saw him look away too quickly. It disappointed her; for a second, she thought that she might have seen something in those lovely blue eyes... but she must have imagined it. Out of the corner of her eye, she searched the lines of his face, but he was back to laughing at some joke that Ronon had just madem as if she did not even exist She sighed and stared at her food without eating it, her appetite suddenly gone.
She wished he would love her.
Fin.