Originally posted by scifan
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OOOPS. I meant to say to start wrapping it up, but it's up to everyone else. 
Here we go: Sorry if its too long Spoiler:
The creature was bounding towards them from the side of the entrance to the caves. Teyla turned her head swiftly to see the Red Beast lunge for Ronon who had his sword out at the ready.
Teyla did run, just as John had instructed her too, straight into the caves and towards her injured friend.
John was leaning heavily against the wall with one leg out straight. She grabbed his face between the palms of her hands and looked deep into his eyes. No words were needed; they finally understood how they felt about each other. John leaned forward and kissed her passionately as though it could be the one and only time. Teyla had never felt so joyous yet so fearful at the same time, she was not going to let this be the end of them, she wasn’t going to let go of the only thing she had ever truly desired. John broke the kiss and breathed heavily, a small smile curling onto the edge of his lips. Teyla was frozen for a moment just looking at his handsome face; she was definitely going to want to do that again!
John creased his eyebrows and looked to the side pulling Teyla out of her reverie. She heard a grunt behind her and turned to see Ronon standing with his sword dripping blood by his side and his clothes stained in red.
“You done?” He asked. Teyla looked behind him to see the strewn carcass of the beast and nodded sheepishly.
She looked back at John who was still breathing heavily. He was in very bad shape but he was still alive and that’s what mattered.
Ronon nudged her out of the way and bent down.
“You…” John took in a breath of air, “are not carrying me.” He stated.
Ronon glared at him but conceded and stood back up to pull Sheppard towards him by the waist. Teyla steadied his other side and grabbed his hand in her own.
Teyla did run, just as John had instructed her too, straight into the caves and towards her injured friend.
John was leaning heavily against the wall with one leg out straight. She grabbed his face between the palms of her hands and looked deep into his eyes. No words were needed; they finally understood how they felt about each other. John leaned forward and kissed her passionately as though it could be the one and only time. Teyla had never felt so joyous yet so fearful at the same time, she was not going to let this be the end of them, she wasn’t going to let go of the only thing she had ever truly desired. John broke the kiss and breathed heavily, a small smile curling onto the edge of his lips. Teyla was frozen for a moment just looking at his handsome face; she was definitely going to want to do that again!
John creased his eyebrows and looked to the side pulling Teyla out of her reverie. She heard a grunt behind her and turned to see Ronon standing with his sword dripping blood by his side and his clothes stained in red.
“You done?” He asked. Teyla looked behind him to see the strewn carcass of the beast and nodded sheepishly.
She looked back at John who was still breathing heavily. He was in very bad shape but he was still alive and that’s what mattered.
Ronon nudged her out of the way and bent down.
“You…” John took in a breath of air, “are not carrying me.” He stated.
Ronon glared at him but conceded and stood back up to pull Sheppard towards him by the waist. Teyla steadied his other side and grabbed his hand in her own.
It's awesome....It's nice and Autumny 
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