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Week 27: Colony "Ink"

It has taken me TWENTY SEVEN weeks but I've finally gotten something written in time to post here! Hooray! I do believe I might need an author tag and a pairing tag.

Title: Ink
Author: lar_laughs
Pairing: Ronon/Amelia
Rating: R
Word Count: 1941
Prompts: Week 27 - colony
Disclaimer: None of this world is mine. It is owned by people who merely let me play here.
Summary: Ronon wants nothing else but to share his world with Amelia but he holds back because of the memory of how he moved too quickly to share it with Jennifer. Now she has to convince him that she wants to be a part of his life.

The Satedan colony was a sad place. The few huts were nothing compared to what Sateda had been when it collapsed, full of thousands of people who had lost their lives because of a few that were arrogant enough to think they could handle the Wraith with words when actions were what was needed. Still, Ronon went back, time and time again, because it meant something to him to have this place to escape to when he felt that he might be attaching himself too deeply to the people of Atlantis.

Jennifer had gone with him once under the guise of medical checkups for the refugees, taking great pleasure in her work but none at all in her surroundings. She’d found it a sad place. “It’s full of ghosts,” she mentioned as they made their way back to the Stargate, her pack on her own back because she’d refused to let him help her. It was a fight he’d quit having with her. “Everyone is still talking about how great Sateda was. Why don’t they look to the future and see if they can’t rebuild something even better?”

He’d physically recoiled from the words but hadn’t let her see how the words affected him. Instead, he’d stayed silent. Better for her to think that he agreed with her in his silence than to hear how she’d hurt him with her words. She’d never lost anything or anyone before. Her parents were still alive in the same house she’d grown up in. Her grandparents were old now and lived in a community of older people but they still sent her gifts and letters. When he’d asked about her ancestors, she’d looked puzzled and changed the subject. It seemed that ghosts were not something that Jennifer liked talking about.

When Amelia asked to join him, he almost turned her down. They’d only just come back from Earth and he wanted to check with his friends to make sure they had stayed well while he’d been gone for those months. To bring another visitor with him meant that he might not get to talk to everyone and hear their stories. If Amelia proved to be of the same mind as Jennifer, he wasn’t sure he wanted her tagging along.

When she waited patiently for his decision, neither pushing for an answer or walking away in disgust at his silence, he saw once again that she was nothing like Jennifer. In her own way, she was more like Teyla or even John, who understood that he couldn’t be pushed. His ways were not like the ways of the people of Earth, who rushed everywhere and talked things over until the situation was unbearable or non-existent. He thought things through but only to ponder if he was making the right decision. His silences didn’t mean he was going to say no just as his smiles didn’t always mean yes.

So they set across the table from one another, silent and watchful. He wanted to say yes on the grounds that he wanted to show her off but he worried that it would ruin everything they had come to mean to each other. She was a warrior with the quick mind of a tech and the body of a fighter. Sheppard had allowed her to come on some of their raids while on Earth and she had proved herself each and every time so that even Rodney was impressed by what she could do.

Most importantly, she had allowed him into her world. They had visited the grave of her brother, killed in action along with most of the SG team he’d served with. When Ronon had commented on the vastness of white stones that marked other fallen soldiers, she had tried to explain the burial ceremonies of her people. “Arlington is a place where people can come to mourn but also to marvel. This place reminds us that we’ve had people who have fought for our country for hundreds of years.”

A drop in the bucket when it came to the thousands of years that Sateda had flourished. Still, their history had been in words and not in stone. While it was different, it was not so different that he couldn’t appreciate what the place stood for.

She had taken him to her home to meet her mother and father, a happy couple with their share of pain but big enough hearts to accept his differences. They had made him feel more welcome than nearly anyone else he met on Earth. They had given him a gift when he left – a keychain that proudly bore the motto “Banks Auto – Come Try Us Out” in silver letters with a single, silver key hanging from it. “You’re family now,” Mr. Banks had stated in a gruff voice. “You’re welcome any time.” Amelia had explained to him later what the significance of the gesture meant and he’d felt bad that he hadn’t been more moved at the time.

To bring Amelia with him to the colony was like giving her a key. Once he put his stamp of approval on her, she would be welcome there any time. There would be no going back. The thought made him hard with desire as he thought of being able to mark her as his in other ways, including the unique tattoo he wanted to put on her body so that no man would look at her with the same desire he felt for her. She would be his. This was just the first step.

“I’m not Jennifer,” she said quietly and he stiffened. He stood up, eager to be moving as he dealt with this sudden twist. He’d never told her how he’d brought the woman with him, careless of the situation as he’d tried to put his mark on her too quickly. He wondered if it had been Teyla, or perhaps John, who had told her the story. Whoever it was, he was glad they’d mentioned it to her. Amelia hadn’t taken her question lightly.

When he still didn’t answer, she moved so that she was in front of him, on her tip toes to be able to put a hand on either side of his face, her fingers threading through the hair above his ears. He’d shaved his dreads so that he wouldn’t stand out so much while on Earth. Now she was able to run her hand through his hair, something he discovered he liked very much.

“I’m not going to demand that you take me.” Her dark eyes penetrated his soul so that he couldn’t look away from her. Each word that she uttered went straight to his heart, reminding him once again why he’d chosen her. She was fighting him for his heart and she would win because she was more than capable of defeating him with the weapons she had at her disposal. “But I want you to know why I asked. I understand about losing someone special and I understand about looking for some place to call home in a strange, new place. Believe me, I understand.

“So hear me out when I say that I want to share this with you. I’ve seen Sateda as it is now and I’ve heard your stories but I want to see what the people have accomplished in remaking their home. I want to hear other stories so that I understand everything that I missed and everything that I’m seeing. Until then, I’ll never love it like you do.”

He sank to his knees so that he was holding her around her waist, his head pillowed on her breasts. Her heart was a staccato beat under his ear and the rise and fall of her chest told him when to breath.

“I can’t say no to you. Not with that plea.” When he looked up, her eyes had filled with tears. “Why are you crying? I told you that you could come.”

She bit her bottom lip as her hand came up to smooth his hair away from his face. “I can’t imagine not ever having met you. What would by life be like if I’d decided to leave the military after Adam died? I would have missed my chance to have you in my life.”

“No, our destinies were always intertwined. We would have found each other.” Those words gave off a spark of inspiration. He reached up to tug the pen out of Amelia’s pocket and began to trace a few lines on his upper arm with the black ink. “This is the markings that we will get while we’re there this time. They will be the same markings to show people that we share a destiny.”

She watched as he finished the drawing before rolling her sleeve up to show her upper arm. “Now, on me.”

“We aren’t in the colony yet. This is just practice. To see how it looks.”

“Then let me practice wearing your mark on my skin. Please, Ronon. I want them to understand how important you are to me.”

He knew she didn’t mean the other people on Atlantis because few of them saw the significance of his markings. Many of them sported tattoos but few told a life of stories in a single swish of ink. If Amelia turned up to dinner with a mark on her skin, few of them would look at her twice.

But if she walked into the Satedan colony with this call of destiny on her skin, it would bind her to him in their eyes. They would see and understand what it was that passed between them. They would know to give them one room and not two if they asked to stay the night. Amelia’s place would always be assumed to be right next to him instead of mingled with the other females. They would show her the deference due a female warrior for he would pick no other.

It was everything he’d dreamed about yet had been too frightened to ask out loud. Her words were like beautiful music in a room where there had been nothing but noise before.

With quick strokes of the pen held in his shaking hand, the twin markings were complete. He leaned back against her, his breathing shallow as he fought against his baser urges that demanded he complete the process and take her here and now, no matter that they were in the middle of a busy Mess Hall right after lunch.

Once again, she read his mind. Tugging him up to stand beside her, she gripped his hand in hers and began pulling him from the room. “My room. It’s closer. I’ve got an hour before I have to report back to the gate room.”

“How did you know-“

She winked at him, her smile sly as she led them through groups of people unable to get out of their way fast enough. “It’s not rocket science, my friend. Besides, I would have tried this earlier but I didn’t want you to think I was trying to coerce you into saying yes to my request. I figured we’d get to it sooner or later.”

“If you’d told me this would be the outcome, I would have made it sooner.”

This earned him a wicked smile over her shoulder as she pulled him ever closer to their destination. At the doorway, he stopped her. He smudged the ink at her shoulder. “This isn’t permanent. You can still back out.”

Her only response was to slug him, hard, in the stomach and pull him into her room. It was all the answer he needed.


( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 27th, 2011 09:14 am (UTC)
First off, can I just go ahead and smack Keller? Kthnx.


I really enjoyed this story. I never really *got* Ronon and Amelia from the show, but I love them here. I love Amelia wanting to love Sateda the way Ronon does, and Ronon's perception of Earth (His ways were not like the ways of the people of Earth, who rushed everywhere and talked things over until the situation was unbearable or non-existent.) I love that John and Teyla get this about him and that Ronon thinks about Amelia getting even Rodney to like her. :-D

Thank you for (finally!) sharing! ;-)
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:18 am (UTC)
I actually really like Keller... just not anywhere near my Ronon! I always kind of like that the Ronon/Amelia thing was kind of left hanging because it was just a wee bit of time but full of so many good possibilities!

Now that I've finally done it, I'm sure I'll be here more often!
Nov. 29th, 2011 06:38 pm (UTC)
I love Jennifer, I just didn't like what she said about Sateda! And you are right, referencing your comment below--she would be too much like Ronon living in the past.

Also, I love your icons! Esp Ronon whipping his hair back and forth. :-D
Nov. 29th, 2011 09:02 pm (UTC)
That icon made me laugh and laugh when I first saw it! I have a whole collection of Ronon icons that I cycle through or otherwise ALL of my icons would be Ronon icons. There just isn't enough Ronon love out there so I try to sneak more in where I can! I like yours, too!

Once I got over Jennifer breaking Ronon's heart (although he sort of broke his own heart and they really had no chemistry together), I came to like her. She adds a good dimension to the group. And I could see why Ronon might like her but he needs someone different. He needs someone stronger. I don't actively ship Ronon and Teyla (although a friend of mine does so I write her Ronon/Teyla from time to time) but I can see how he could get used to being around a really strong female. Why should he settle for anything less? Not that Jennifer isn't strong but she's got different strengths that I don't think he values quite as much as he once might have.

Golly, I've thought a lot about that, haven't I? *shakes head*
Nov. 27th, 2011 10:28 am (UTC)
His silences didn’t mean he was going to say no just as his smiles didn’t always mean yes.

Nice capture of Ronon!
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:18 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Nov. 27th, 2011 03:39 pm (UTC)
So glad you joined this awesome comm...we have had so much fun since it started. I loved this look at Amelia and Ronon...such an insightful look into Ronon's psyche and I love how you have defined Amelia.

I've written this pair in passing as part of a story but never considered concentrating on them...so glad you did, this was well written and lovely.
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:23 am (UTC)
I've been a member since the beginning but I've never posted anything. I either don't finish it or I don't finish it in time! I'll be better now!

Ronon and Amelia are my pair of choice but I ship Ronon with anyone. *grins* Thank you very much!
Nov. 27th, 2011 04:05 pm (UTC)
I opened this in a tab intending to save it for later, and then couldn't stop reading. Very engaging, and I found their final discussion/proposal in the mess hall quite moving.
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:24 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you liked it and hope it didn't keep you from doing anything important!
Nov. 27th, 2011 06:28 pm (UTC)
Oh.... very nice....

Yes, Ronon and Amelia make much more sense than Ronon and Jennifer ever did... Amelia appreciates the warrior that Ronon is...

Nov. 29th, 2011 04:27 am (UTC)
Thank you! Yes, I like Amelia with Ronon so much more. Keller is too much like him looking back to his past and Melena. He needs to look forward!
Nov. 28th, 2011 10:33 pm (UTC)
Thanks for writing this. From what little on screen time they had together, Ronon and Amelia seemed like a good fit, so it's nice to have someone develop the relationship in a way it deserves.

Nov. 29th, 2011 04:28 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. They are one of my favorite pairings to write and I'm glad they didn't have much screen time. It was just enough to wet our apetites but not enough to cement anything into canon!
Nov. 29th, 2011 07:52 pm (UTC)
Actually, that makes a lot of sense if you prefer to stay within canon.
Nov. 29th, 2011 08:56 pm (UTC)
I had to find at least one canon couple to write! *grins* They are probably the only one in all my fandoms.
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