John Sheppard/Teyla Emmagan Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[Mayra]

Ruby and Camy, just wanted to say that i read your fic updates and left you a review at FF.net..but AH!!! both your stories were awesome!. Loved them and can't wait for the next chapter!

[john_and_teyla_for_life]

My mum is threatening to throw out the computer, so goodnight y'all!!! Sweet JT dreams!!! I'll be up bright and early... I have school, so I might as well get up earlier and make the best of it!!!

[scifan]

I'm here, Just pray my router doesn't shut down on me. Let me check on the round robin fic so I know what to write. Ahhhhh!!!!!

BRB..... hopefully.

[Princess Awinita]

My mum is threatening to throw out the computer, so goodnight y'all!!! Sweet JT dreams!!! I'll be up bright and early... I have school, so I might as well get up earlier and make the best of it!!!

Night! *WHACK* sleep well *caries JT4L to another sofa*

[maffieg]

I'm here, Just pray my router doesn't shut down on me. Let me check on the round robin fic so I know what to write. Ahhhhh!!!!!

BRB..... hopefully.

Yay scifan...are you adding to the round robin it is going absolutely fantastic.

[Everlovin]

Any chances of the Roiund Robin fic being posted all together somewhere once it's done? I can't keep up with RL and all of the pages on this thread right now. I really want to read it.

[YappiChick]

Any chances of the Roiund Robin fic being posted all together somewhere once it's done? I can't keep up with RL and all of the pages on this thread right now. I really want to read it.

Yes, I'm going to throw it (and if we ever do any others) up on one of my sites. (Probably the YappiChick one). I'll psot a link when I have it ready!

[MrsB108]

Nice MrsB! In bl**d, huh? Why am I not surprised


OT -

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It was freezing! 10 degrees F with bellow 0 wind chill is not at all what I'm used to! But I had a really great time

I just can't help myself

OT~

Spoiler:

Welcome to the North East and all its glorious weather lol Well glad you had fun dude.

I'm here, Just pray my router doesn't shut down on me. Let me check on the round robin fic so I know what to write. Ahhhhh!!!!!

BRB..... hopefully.

OT~ You made it! Cool beans

[Crescere]

Hi everyone!

It looks like today was busy. There's no way I'll be able to catch up.

Any chances of the Roiund Robin fic being posted all together somewhere once it's done? I can't keep up with RL and all of the pages on this thread right now. I really want to read it.

Yes, I'm going to throw it (and if we ever do any others) up on one of my sites. (Probably the YappiChick one). I'll psot a link when I have it ready!

Thanks! I'm really curious to see how the Round Robin turns out
Alright...back to work. Have a good evening everyone!

[scifan]

Round Robin Part 7:

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It was an enemy she thought she would never see again. None of them thought they would. John's face froze with part fear and disbelief, but mostly anger.

"Kolya! I thought I killed you?" John grumbled.

"Nice to see you too Colonel Sheppard, As you can see I am very much alive. Thank you for asking. Oh, and see the lovely Teyla is with you. How is she feeling today?" Kolya teased.

Everyones eyes quickly turn to Teyla with great concern. John returns his sights to the screen with fury in his eyes.

"What have you done to her Koyla? Wait! Let me rephrase that. What is wrong with Teyla?" barks John.

Kolya dawns an evil smile and gives a slight laugh, "Do you recall a village you had recently visit and a villager giving Teyla a special gift?"

Teyla's eyes widened as she realized what he meant.

"Do you mean the special oil with the herbs? The one the woman rubbed into my skin?" she asks with worry.

Koyla continues to smile, "Yes, that is it. Would you can to know what is in it?


TBC. Next!!

[scifan]

Jess:
Are you going to keep going until the fic is done. How is this suppose to work?

BAMSR thought!

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I had an idea and I could be wrong, but I'm gonna put it out there anyway.

Towards the end Larrin told Shep that she had something she had to get back to or something like that and told John not to worry his little head about...
Ok and at the very end the Weir's crewmember mention that their intel was correct....
What if Larrin is working for some reason with Evil-Weir???

I know it's out there, but even hubby liked the thought.

You guys are killing be with all these pages!!!

[maffieg]

Round Robin Part 7:

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It was an enemy she thought she would never see again. None of them thought they would. John's face froze with part fear and disbelief, but mostly anger.

"Kolya! I thought I killed you?" John grumbled.

"Nice to see you too Colonel Sheppard, As you can see I am very much alive. Thank you for asking. Oh, and see the lovely Teyla is with you. How is she feeling today?" Kolya teased.

Everyones eyes quickly turn to Teyla with great concern. John returns his sights to the screen with fury in his eyes.

"What have you done to her Koyla? Wait! Let me rephrase that. What is wrong with Teyla?" barks John.

Kolya dawns an evil smile and gives a slight laugh, "Do you recall a village you had recently visit and a villager giving Teyla a special gift?"

Teyla's eyes widened as she realized what he meant.

"Do you mean the special oil with the herbs? The one the woman rubbed into my skin?" she asks with worry.

Koyla continues to smile, "Yes, that is it. Would you can to know what is in it?


TBC. Next!!

Woah didn't see that coming....

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Yep, I want to know what's in it?

[MrsB108]

Great update Sci - Kolya's such a cool bad guy.

And who knows

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as far as your Larrin/Weir buddy/buddy thought. ANything is possible~!!

[scifan]

I just can't help myself

OT~

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Welcome to the North East and all its glorious weather lol Well glad you had fun dude.

OT~ You made it! Cool beans

LOL.
Yes, I made it, but if I disappear, you know why.

Woah didn't see that coming....

Spoiler:

Yep, I want to know what's in it?

LOL. Who's next. I wasn't suppose to finish was I?

Thanks MrsB. I like him as a bad guy too.

[scifan]

Title: Happenstance
Summary: There was no room for regret; that would come later.
Characters: John, Teyla.
Pairing: John/Teyla, Teyla/Kanan.
Rating: T-mild (and I say MILD) M
Spoilers: Season4

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“Teyla.” It came out quieter than he’d intended it to be. “I...” he faltered as her glossy eyes caught his. He didn’t know what to say. He was pretty sure there wasn’t anything to say; not for that. “I didn’t think you’d want to see me.”

A strange sense of déj?* vu came over him as she stepped forward into his unprepared arms. He started but his arms betrayed his body’s desire to stay still as they came up around her petite frame, still soft from her pregnancy. He could feel her wet tears soaking through his shirt and drenching his chest and he felt a chasm develop there at her pain. He closed his eyes and pulled her tighter against him, inhaling her familiar scent. Sobs ricocheted around the room as he tugged her gently inside, blocking them both from the outside world.

He wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that but tears of his own had begun to drip down his cheeks. She sounded so wounded, so much like someone had ripped her heart out that John felt his own chasing after it, trying to find it and bring it back to her. He didn’t wonder why she’d come to him with this; all he knew was that he was glad she had.

Eventually, reluctantly, she pulled back and John was afraid to break the spell that had fallen between them. They remained close; his hands on her hips, her fingers clutching his forearms just at the bend in his elbow. It was a stance that, if anyone were to see it, spoke volumes about how close the two were, had always been.

“Teyla...”

She shook her head, her eyes fixed on his chest. He watched her for a second, saw her bloodshot eyes fill with tears once more and raised a finger to her chin, tilting her chin up. She resisted as he knew she would and he lifted his other hand and cradled her face between his two hands and she glanced up at him surprised. He wouldn’t let her eyes go, not if it meant he stood there like that all night. He licked his lips and tried to say something, hoping that if he opened his mouth the words would simply tumble out.

The room around them began to darken as the sun dipped below the horizon and still neither of them moved. When John had been on Earth, he’d missed the sunsets the most. Well, maybe not the most but they were definitely up there. Yet his eyes never left hers.

She blinked and a fat drop fell from her lashes and when he looked, he saw her lips trembling; when he felt with his hands instead of his heart he noted the tremors in her jaw, in her fingers as they gripped him in a vice grip. Her lips parted and a sound came out, almost inhuman and her legs buckled.

He caught her, as she fell and tumbled with her to the ground, fresh tears springing to his eyes; for her, for him, for what had been lost. Just when he thought they’d had enough, that fate had finally given them a moment of peace, this had happened.

And he hadn’t been there for her.

He enveloped her in his arms and pulled her into his lap, rocking them both back and forward as her body shook violently against his, as her fists pounded harmlessly against his chest, as she screamed into his chest about how unfair the world was. He was silent, letting her grieve in the way he knew she never would with anyone else. This was for him and him alone.

He’d been happily barbecuing some meat for himself in the garden of the cabin he’d ended up in after a week in California, when Caldwell had beamed him up and escorted him to Atlantis. By the time he’d gotten there, it was all over. When he’d gotten there, Carter had told him to find her because she wouldn’t talk to anyone else.

He hadn’t gone. Instead, he’d fumed about his vacation being interrupted for something he was yet to be informed about, even after nagging at Caldwell for days on end on the Daedalus. Then Carter muttered the words that had sent his world off kilter and he slumped against the wall, his body sagging as all his energy left him in a single word;

“What?”

“Find her.”

And yet, he hadn’t gone. Not at first. He’d retreated to his quarters and sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands trying to imagine just what Teyla was going through. He remembered what it felt like when it had happened to him – okay, so when it happened to him it hadn’t been quite as bad – so he knew at least partially what she must be feeling. It was that resolve that had gotten him up and walking around trying to find her.

But when he had, his resolve had left when he saw her with him. And he’d fled. He’d chastised himself all the way back to his quarters for his naivety in thinking that ridiculously he was the one to help her. She had her husband now, for that.

Apparently, he’d been wrong.

“I... he’s...”

He jumped slightly at her choked words and he looked down to where her head was still buried in his shoulder, clutching at the material with white knuckles.

“Teyla... it’s all right... I’m here.” He tucked his head into the crook of her neck as her sobs started once more. “I’m right here.”

Later, when she’d exhausted herself she pulled back and he opened his eyes. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days and he supposed she probably hadn’t. He knew that he wouldn’t have been able to. He reached a hand up and smoothed a few tangles in her hair, his eyes never leaving hers.

“You know,” she whispered and John almost missed the words. “His second name is John.”

John felt something in his chest tighten at that and he nodded, lowering his eyes for a moment before coming back to hers with a slight smile there.

“Thank you.” He wasn’t sure what he was thanking her for but he knew that it didn’t matter, not really. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here.” She shook her head but didn’t say anything and John knew that there was nothing to be said, that it had been said in their silence, in the way she still clung to him. Seconds turned to minutes and many later, John spoke again. “You can stay here – if you want.”

She raised her head from his chest and stared at him – he could feel it, though he didn’t look at her. He knew she wouldn’t stay but he felt he had to say it anyway.

“You know I cannot.”

He convinced himself that the regret he heard there was entirely fabricated by his mind and let her go as she moved to stand up. He cast a glance to his clock; she’d been with him for hours. He stood up eventually too as she had begun to shuffle uncomfortably, brushing her hands up and down her trousers.

He moved to touch her arm but stopped half way and clasped his hand into a fist, his lips moving without words coming out. She watched him before covering his fist with her hand and shook her head.

“Say nothing.” He knew she meant more than right there at that moment. He nodded, licking his lips, casting his eyes elsewhere. She moved to the door and he did not follow. When she hesitated before opening the doors, he stepped closer to her but she stepped over the threshold. She paused again and turned to him, ever so slightly. “Thank you, John.”

And that was his undoing.

“Teyla.”

He lurched forward and grabbed her arm, ignoring the sense of déj?* vu once more, and pulled her back into his quarters. The doors slid shut before he let her go and she took a step back, her shoulders coming into contact with the solidity of the metal doors. But she didn’t look panicked by the way he towered over her, his eyes boring down into hers.

“Teyla,” he murmured again, this time his voice low.

And then he kissed her. Not with gentle, loving lips but those of a lost lover, devouring, teasing, tasting, desiring. He heard her moan into his mouth as she returned the kiss with the same intensity, the same ferocity... the same passion. Desperately, they grasped at one another, knowing that this was what she needed, what they’d needed for so long.

As he lifted her knee up against his hip, he knew that he had never felt like this before. He leaned her further into the door, pressing their bodies together so intimately that there was no doubting as to his intentions. She tore her lips away from his and panted as she stared into him with eyes as obsidian as the sea outside. He licked his lips and drew his hands further up her body, over her hips, her waist, the outline of her breast and her eyelids fluttered shut, her head thudding slightly as it dropped to the metal behind her.

Her top was the first to go, followed by his and it was only when he was hovering over her on his bed did his eyes leave hers to take in her beautiful, naked form.

“John...”

And then he was lost in her once more, discovering her body in a flurry of hands and lips and touches soft and loving, probing and passionate. Her nails dug into his shoulder blades as they moved in gracious fluidity to a timeless dance. There was no room for regret; that would come later. For now, she was his and his alone.

As they lay silently side by side, hours later, he glanced over at her and saw a sad smile gracing her features. He shifted onto his side, propping his head up with his hand. She turned to him slowly, her face unreadable yet undeniably sad.

“Teyla...” He faltered again and pursed his lips as his fingers reached out to trace her collar bone. She didn’t pull away from his touch and he was glad. “These things happen... people die... it wasn’t your fault.”

She closed her eyes, pulled her lips between her teeth and he wanted to kick himself for paining her so.

“But he was just a baby...” A tear slid out of her eye and traced a slow track down her temple to her hairline and he caught it with his lips before it disappeared. “My people... they will think...”

He shook his head vehemently and she opened her eyes to stare into his.

“It wasn’t. Your. Fault. Okay? You have to believe me when I tell you this because I would never lie to you. Yes, it’s sad and it feels like your world is collapsing in on you but it will get easier for you. You’ll wake up one day and it won’t hurt as much as it did the day before. It’s a slow process, Teyla... It’ll hurt tomorrow, it’ll hurt in fifty years time when you have grand kids running around but one day it’ll be manageable.” When he stopped talking, she was staring at him in awe. And he looked down sheepishly, wondering to himself where the words had come from. “Sorry.”

She didn’t reply. Her hands snaked up to the back of his head and pulled him down for a kiss.

He knows that when he wakes up in the morning, she’ll be gone and he’s okay with that. He knows that maybe one day they’ll speak about this night and he’ll be okay with that. He also knows that maybe one day, he’ll murmur the words that are on the tip of his tongue and they’ll both be okay with that. He knows that in a few hours, she’ll go back to Kanan and he has to be okay with that too.

But for now, he can rest easy knowing that when she needed someone, she came to him.

And, for now, that’s enough.

WOW Laura!!!
I'm just speechless. That was such and emotional rollercoaster. Great job.