Title: Deus Ex Machina
Warnings: Sexual Content, Character Death
Characters: Ronon Dex centric w/the rest of the SGA main characters
Spoilers: Up through "Sateda" and "Progeny", alternate universe – set later in the third season.
Disclaimer: I do not own. Just playing in the Pegasus Galaxy. No copyright infringement intended.
Summary: He remembered her; the smell of her perfume, the sweet honey taste of her lips, and the warmth of her body against his. It was almost as if she were still there.
Deus Ex Machina
Atlantis – Pegasus Galaxy
The northern winds were gathering force in the distance, with the threat of storms approaching the city of Atlantis. Ronon leaned forward against the railing of the balcony, his hands folded as he gazed out over the city. The sky was darkening, the sun was setting in the West, giving off a faint taint of red against the blackened skyline. I miss you.
Ronon closed his eyes, envisioning the woman he had loved so long ago, the only woman he had ever truly loved. A rare smile attempted to surface and break through the rough exterior of the warrior. He fought it, allowing his mind to win over his heart. He could not allow such memories to disable him. In spite of this, it seemed near impossible not to succumb to the visions of her beauty.
A troubled sigh escaped him and he lowered his head solemnly. It was on nights not unlike tonight that he remembered her; the smell of her perfume, the sweet honey taste of her lips, and the warmth of her body against his. It was almost as if she were still there.
He turned the corner hurriedly, only to collide with another. In one swift motion, he reached out his arm, twisting his hand and taking hold of the woman's upper arm to prevent her from crashing to the ground from the impact. As he spun her around, his arms caught her in an embrace within seconds of the initial collision. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, looking down at the young woman.
She laughed, her cheeks turning a bright red as she looked up at the man who had saved her from an even more embarrassing moment. Her hands were up against his chest; she could not help but be in awe at the hardness of his body. He was quite intimidating in stature and beauty. She gathered he could have been one of the Satedan military soldiers or a soldier-in-training.
The woman smiled warmly, "Yes, yes. I am so sorry. I…" She shook her head and laughed again. "I can be such a klutz. I didn't mean-"
"It's okay," Ronon reassured her as he released her from the embrace that had lasted a little longer than what was appropriate. He touched her arm lightly before bending over and picking up the books she had dropped when they had bumped into each other. He inclined his head slightly, glancing over the books before offering them to her. "Studying medicine?" he commented as she took the books from him.
"Yes! It's my first quarter at the Academy," she expressed excitedly. "I hope to get a training position at the local hospital by the end of the year." She shook her head, blushing again. "I'm giving away too much information, aren't I?" She laughed softly.
Her laugh was mesmerizing; Ronon could not remove his eyes from the vision of beauty as he offered a small smile, listening to her ramble.
"I'm Melena," she said as she tucked her textbooks under her arm and reached her free hand out to him.
"Melena," he repeated softly, taking her hand gently. "Ronon."
"Ronon!" Melena yelled as she knocked furiously on the door. "Ronon!"
Ronon opened the door, looking at Melena with a raised brow. "What's wrong?"
"I got it!" she told him excitedly, a bright smile on her face. She threw her arms around him. "I can't believe I got!" she repeated, looking up at him. She raised herself onto her tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.
Ronon laughed, slipping one arm over her shoulders. "Back up for just a second, Melena, what is it you got?" he questioned as he led her into the living area.
Melena jumped up and down enthusiastically. "I got one of the training positions at the hospital! There are only a limited number of slots and I got picked to fill one of them. I start next week, isn't that wonderful?"
Ronon shook his head. "Did you take your anti-crazy pills today, Mel?"
Melena rolled her eyes, balling her fist up and delivering a quick, steady punch to his arm. She was rather tough - possessed an incredible amount of strength for a woman of her size - but it did not measure up against his. As for the punch, it was seemingly nothing more than a light tap. "Stop joking around, Ronon," she giggled.
Ronon grinned. He was extremely happy for her. He wanted nothing more than for her to be happy; seeing her happy made him realize just how much he had fallen in love with her.
"Melena?" Ronon whispered into her ear, pulling her in closer. He buried his face into her honey-scented hair, inhaling the sweet aroma deeply. He sighed contentedly, his fingers very teasingly tracing along her arm.
"Yes?" she said breathlessly, her arm draped across his bare chest and her breasts pressed against his naked form. Both their bodies were layered with sweat, heat radiating between them. They were both spent from a night of divine bliss.
Ronon closed his eyes, resting his head in against hers. "I love you," he murmured delicately.
She smiled warmly, lightly moving her fingers over his chest. "Always."
"You mean that?" Ronon asked her quietly as he shifted, sitting up and pulling her up into his lap. He wrapped his arms around her, gazing into her dark brown eyes. He always got completely lost in her eyes. They revealed so much, her intelligence, her strength, and her love, not only for him but also for others. He fell in love with her all over again every time he looked into those brown eyes.
Melena giggled softly "Of course I do," she said as she snuggled up to him. "Do you doubt how I feel about you?"
Ronon shook his head. "No…"
"Then why ask the question?" she inquired, searching his face.
"I…" Ronon paused, "Melena…" He looked into her eyes, his hands cupping the side of her soft, delicate face and pulled her closer, kissing her lovingly for a moment before breaking away. "Will you… marry me, Melena?"
"Hello?" Rodney spoke up as he stepped out onto the balcony. He looked over at Ronon, then over the city. He rolled his eyes. Why do I always have to be the one who goes and pokes the really big and scary guys?
Rodney inclined his head, looking at Ronon. "Ronon?"
Very warily, McKay walked over to stand next to Ronon.
Ronon looked down at McKay, indifferently. "What?"
McKay flinched; a natural response to that look Ronon seems to give him on most occasions. "Uhm, Sheppard wanted me to inform you that we will be leaving shortly." he explained, shrugging his shoulders.
Ronon stared at McKay.
McKay looked back at Ronon, lifting his brow. "You are coming, aren't you?"
Ronon nodded, "Yes."
"So, we'll meet you in the gate room?"
"I'll be there in a few minutes," Ronon affirmed, returning his attention to the horizon in the distance.
He nodded as he turned and headed back inside.
Ronon scooped Melena up into his arms in one fluid motion, kissing the top of her head gently. "Welcome home, Melena Sadira Dex," he said, a big grin on his face as he pushed the door open with his foot. He carried her across the threshold, carefully putting her down.
Melena laughed softly, looking up at Ronon. "I can't believe we did it," she said as she embraced him.
Ronon cupped her face in his hands, pulling her into an urgent and passionate kiss. His tongue eased in between her full lips, soon deepening the kiss, their tongues entwining fully. His hands slid down to her shoulders, then to her arms before finally coming to rest against the back of her thighs. He lifted her off her feet with ease, and she wrapped her legs around his mid-section as he carried her towards the bedroom.
Melena suckled softly on his lower lip before breaking the kiss. She looked deep into his dark mysterious eyes. "I love you," she murmured, not believing that this day had finally arrived. She had to be the luckiest Satedan on the planet.
Ronon smiled affectionately and carried her over to their bed. He lowered her down and in one swift movement maneuvered himself on top of her delicately. His hand grabbed onto her thigh as he pressed against her, kissing her furiously.
The heat between them became immense, she tasted like honey suckles, and her scent filled his nostrils. Hands explored - remembering every curve of her naked body - his tongue ventured to her depths, and he found heaven when they joined as one – it lasted the whole night, entwined in each other's love and embraced by the warmth of their bodies.
Ronon walked into his house, looking around. "Melena?" he called out anxiously.
Melena stared at the empty suitcase sitting open on the bed. She sighed softly.
"What are you doing?" Ronon asked as he walked into their bedroom. He looked at her, then to the empty luggage.
"I'm listening to the chieftain's speech," she answered.
"Why aren't you packing?" He looked at her, pointing to the empty suitcase on the bed. "I traded every last thing we had to get you on Kell's personal staff!" he told her, getting frustrated as he gathered up clothing and some personal belongings from the drawers of the dresser, tossing them into the suitcase.
"He's a criminal. He's using people's fears for his own gain!" she argued, moving over to Ronon and grabbing onto his arm. She looked up at him, her eyes welling up with tears.
"He's a commander and his staff gets to go through the Ring!" Ronon growled as he looked down at her.
"The hospital needs me, Ronon," she reasoned.
Ronon hissed, releasing himself from Melena's hold. He kicked the dresser angrily, "There's not gonna be any need for hospitals, Melena!" he spat out, looking over at her. "That's just a bunch of words meant to make the people who don't get to leave think there's hope. We shot down two ships that came through the Ring, two small ships. Do you really think that's all they're going to send?"
"Of course not," she injected quietly.
"Ships as big as our city have attacked other planets, anyone that stays will not survive, Melena."
Melena moved over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she started crying, tears rolling down her pale rosy cheeks. "Then why are you staying behind?"
"I have no choice."
"Ronon, wait! What about all these people?" she asked as the chaos erupted around them. She looked around the hospital bay, shaking her head, unable to believe that this was all going to end… like this… here.
"They're all dead," Ronon said grimly as he looked at her. It broke his heart; the happiness and love in her eyes was replaced with pain and fear. He could not do this without her, but she was torn, he knew. He could not leave her behind; "We have to go, Melena, now!"
Melena sobbed as she shook her head gravely. "I can't." She looked over at Ronon and regret filled her eyes. "I can't… Ronon, I can't go."
The high-pitched hissing sounds of the Wraith darts could be heard in the distance, closing in over the city.
Ronon's eyes were frozen on Melena when the explosion erupted throughout the city and outside the hospital. Seconds, one second to be precise, passed before the large bay window blew out. Ronon's eyes widened with anguish at the horror he witnessed. "Melena!" he cried out, but it was too late. The flames had engulfed her and he fell to his knees, the young child still cradled in his arms. "Melena!" he cried out again, incapacitated.
She was gone.
"Hey," Sheppard said as he walked outside and over to Ronon, standing beside him. "Looks like rain," he commented, leaning on the railing.
Ronon nodded, looking at John.
"We're about to head out on that recon mission," John informed him, even though Ronon was already aware of the plans. He had taken notice of Ronon's disconnected manner all day.
Ronon nodded slowly.
"Yeah," Ronon said impassively.
"Are you sure?" John asked, concerned.
"How sure we talkin' here? Pretty sure, not-so sure…" John joked with a smirk.
"Pretty sure," Ronon confirmed.
Sheppard nodded, patting Ronon on the back. "Alright. Let's head out."
Bethdsha – Pegasus Galaxy – Wraith Feeding Grounds
The bone-chilling sounds of the Wraith darts were closing in on her position. She had to act quickly. There was no time to waste. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, pushing them beyond their natural limits. She was tired and weak, covered in dried layers of mud and blood, only to have fresh layers on top of those ones. Not going to make it, can't run anymore.
She was running out of time.
The woman looked over her shoulder, a grave mistake as she lost her footing, her knees buckling underneath her and she fell to the ground. She struggled to push herself back up; she failed on her first attempt.
Breathless, she tried again, straining against gravity. With much effort, she was able to push herself up and sustain her strength enough to rise to her feet again.
The muscles in her legs were burning, pulling, and they felt like they were ripping into shreds when she started running again.
Relief was not far away, as the Ring came into view. It was enough motivation to enable her to push herself even harder.
She reached the dialing device, pushing in random symbols. Nothing happened.
She cursed, looking back over her shoulder. They were close, and she had to try another combination, and fast.
One of the Wraith darts was dangerously closing on her location. It powered up its two firing weapons and fired upon the runner.
It had missed its target, but only by a few feet. The dart zipped past her vengefully, getting ready to maneuver back around for another shot.
Melena had only a couple of seconds to spare; she punched in another combination of symbols. The Ring powered up, locking into place, and the mystical pool sprung forth.
She made a run for the gate, the Wraith dart right on her heels.