Disclaimer: I don't own "Stargate: Atlantis." I am in no way trying to make a profit off this story, I am merely writing it and posting for my and other people's enjoyment.
Synopsis: Teyla/Ronon, from Ronon's third person POV. He thinks about his life with Teyla.
Warnings: Nothing offensive, just a tiny mention of death
Title: Warrior Love
Dedication: To my best friends, for all their support and encouragement. Thank you.
Author's notes: This is my first fanfic posted online, so please be kind in your reviews. This has not been beta'd, so all mistakes made are mine and mine alone.
They were at war, and every good war called for equally good warriors.
Teyla Emmagan was a warrior, the best of the best. She never blinked in the face of death; she fought with a fierce pride that belonged to great leaders; and she carried a passionate heart that reached out to every hurting heart she could find.
She equaled him in both ability and fierceness. Teyla was his perfect match, in every way.
But he was a warrior, too, battle-hardened and rough. He had lost love to the Wraith before; he knew what it felt like and had no desire for it to happen again, because his heart couldn't handle it.
So he pulled away, distancing himself from both Teyla and his heart, so as to not get too close, to care too much.
But Teyla sensed his hurting and confused heart, and she reached out to him, offering her silent support.
He lashed out, pushing her away, trying to protect his heart and hers.
Death followed him everywhere; if he allowed himself to get too close, to love too much, death struck and broke him again.
But Teyla shattered his barriers, made him fall in love with her all over again.
They were warriors, but they couldn't fight love.